Daqin: Choose to become the champion at the beginning

"It's okay if you don't understand." Su Ye smiled and looked towards the door.

Han Fei was already standing there at some point.

"Fei walked all the way and heard that Lord Hou was assassinated. This is due to the negligence of South Korea's defense. I hope Lord Hou is not to blame." Han Fei cupped his hands.

"It's okay, sit down." Su Ye nodded indifferently. What he attacked was a snare, a struggle among Qin.

To be honest, I am afraid that the whole of South Korea is not as good as Luowang.

When Han Fei saw the wine on the table, his eyes lit up and he sat down cross-legged.

"The Marquis heard that the Ninth Young Master traveled all over the world in order to find the power to control destiny, and saw his own death in the long river of time." Su Ye looked at Han Fei and said.

Han Fei was taken aback, never thinking that Su Ye would say such a thing.

Except for his teacher Xunzi, Han Fei never mentioned this matter to anyone.

"Han Fei just wanted to have a glimpse of this world. By chance, he saw his own death. People will die." Han Fei raised his wine bottle and took a sip of orchid brew.

"Did you deserve to die?" Su Ye raised his head with an inexplicable smile on his face.

Han Fei was silent. He wanted to do no less than Ying Zheng.

But in the end nothing was done.

It's a pity that he had a great talent, but he still died in the end, and he didn't save the future South Korea.

So Han Fei has been committed to changing the country since he returned to Korea from Shengxianzhuang, but unfortunately the people in Korea let him down...

"Is such a country of Han worth saving by the ninth son?"

"Master Hou is from Qin, and I am from Korea. No matter how bad the country of Han is, it is Han Fei's country!" Han Fei could not see any disappointment on his face.

"The world is Yanhuang, the people are Limin, the difference between the seven countries is too narrow!"

"Hou Ye said so much because he wanted Han Fei to leave Han and join Daqin?" Han Fei asked.

"Isn't this country disappointing you enough?" Su Ye asked with great interest.

"Does Han Fei have a choice? Fei is the ninth son of the Han Kingdom. He was born in Han and buried himself in Han."

"You will be completely disappointed in this country, and Ben Hou doesn't need you to give an answer now."

Su Ye didn't care too much, this trip to the Han Kingdom was still too early to end, since he came here and didn't turn the Han Kingdom upside down, how could he leave.

These talents were buried and wasted by Han.

Will gain a new life on Qin soil!
Of course, the premise of all this is that Han Wang'an died, and the entire Han country was in complete chaos.

Su Ye has murderous intentions towards King Han!
"Master Hou, what you want is my whole quicksand, right!?" Wei Zhuang walked over from the next door.

If Su Ye recruited Han Fei alone, he would not choose Zilanxuan.

Quicksand was also followed by Su Ye. Although Quicksand at this time did not want to be as famous as in the future, it had begun to take shape.

"The common people are confused, the world is turbulent, and there are hundreds of schools of thought, but I am the only one." Su Ye looked at Wei Zhuang.

Hygien has short white hair, is aloof and cold in a black costume, and holds a demon sword shark tooth in his left hand.

Wei Zhuang was more disappointed with Han than Han Fei.

Angry and indisputable, he wanted to change Han, but he also failed in the end.

Without Su Ye's intervention, Japanese defender Zhuang Hui led the quicksand organization to launch a rebellion, trying to create a brand new Han country.

"Your brother's vision is much better than yours."

"He is him, I am me." Wei Zhuang took two steps forward.

"You can be him, and you can be called vertical and horizontal!" Su Ye lay sideways on the couch, looking up and down at Wei Zhuang
Vertically, unite the weak to attack the strong.

Those who are horizontal will attack the weak by attacking the strong.

"Wei Zhuang is Korean!"

"Everyone in the world is from Qin!" Su Ye straightened up.

"If Lord Hou wants quicksand, he can get it with his own hands!"

As he said that, Wei Zhuang narrowed his eyes slightly, and pressed down on Su Ye with his sword!
Wei Zhuang's sword was as violent as the wind and as fierce as the waves.

The momentum is shocking and murderous!Combined with the shark teeth of the demon sword, Wei Zhuang's sword has become strange and unpredictable.

"The power of the horizontal sword, this Marquis will experience it today!" Su Ye stared, and the whole Zilan Pavilion seemed to be surrounded by a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

A phantom of the battlefield appeared behind Su Ye, and there was a general in the phantom, bragging about the red rabbit horse and holding Fang Tian's painted halberd across the battlefield, no one could match him.

The general suddenly turned to look at Wei Zhuang.

With a movement of Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand, he rode his horse towards Wei Zhuang.

Wei Zhuang held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the shark-toothed sword was unsheathed!

Across all directions!

Shot is the strongest form of horizontal swordsmanship!
Wei Zhuang swept his sword towards the phantom of the general!
The red light enveloped the two of them, and Zi Nu and Han Fei couldn't see anything.

"Win?" The two didn't know who won, but in their minds, Wei Zhuang had never been defeated.

Cold, arrogant, invincible!

Although they knew that Su Ye was not easy, they still hoped that Wei Zhuang would win.

……

The light dissipated, and Su Ye was no longer sitting on the couch.

Instead, he stood in front of Wei Zhuang, clenched his right fist and stopped on Wei Zhuang's face.

The shark tooth in Wei Zhuang's hand fell to the ground, and blood dripped down Wei Zhuang's right hand.

Wei Zhuang, defeated!
"I lost..." Han Fei shook his head regretfully, a swordsman would hold a sword even in death, and Wei Zhuang's sword fell to the ground...

Zi Nu's whole body tensed up, she never thought that Wei Zhuang was defeated with only one move.

She knew that the young general next to Su Ye was very strong, but she forgot that Su Ye himself was not weak either.

"Cough... Puff..." Wei Zhuang's feet softened and he knelt on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the floor red.

"Ben Hou only used three parts of his force!" Su Ye stood up with his fist closed. If this punch was thrown out with all his strength, Wei Zhuang would not just vomit blood.

"I'm defeated...the strong specify the rules to control the weak, I can't decide quicksand, but my life...is yours!" Wei Zhuang struggled to stand up, lowered his head and said softly.

This is the first time he has lost so badly and without any suspense.

Wei Zhuang admires the strong, Su Ye is stronger than him, he can accept submission.

What's more, what if you don't surrender? Han Fei has been forced to nowhere, and Wei Zhuang fights with Su Ye just to save his life

But now it is obvious that Wei Zhuang does not have this strength.