Datang: Get a god-level selection system at the beginning

Half of the people were praising Li Wenbin, and the other half were scolding the Turkic envoy for being stubborn, saying that he was barbaric, like a beast, and in a short while, they scolded him as bloody .

Furious at being scolded, Zhizhi suddenly swung his machete at Li Wenbin.

In just the blink of an eye, Li Wenbin saw a little cold star approaching him.

Everyone was shocked, they never imagined that the speed of the Turkic envoy was so fast.

And judging by the way he was holding the arrow, he didn't hold back the slightest hand at all. He obviously wanted to kill Li Wenbin on the spot with a single blow.

Before he could cry out in surprise, Li Wenbin saw the point of Li Wenbin's sword pointing on the cold star, and the blade suddenly bent into the shape of a crescent moon.

Immediately, the tiptoes touched the ground, and the whole person jumped backward flexibly.

This leap was a foot long, but his figure was elegant and unrestrained, flying like flying.

"Okay, good swordsmanship!"

Everyone present is knowledgeable, even those civil servants.

Confucian scholars at that time had to practice the six arts, that is, the six talents and skills of rites, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and counting.

At this time, seeing that Li Wenbin did not have the vicious aura of a vulgar martial artist, but instead looked like a fairy walking gently on the waves, he couldn't help applauding in unison.

"Okay! Okay! Mr. Xiao Lang is very skilled!"

"Sure enough, a hero gives birth to a boy, and a tiger father has no dog."

Na Zhizhi never expected that this young master could block his thunderous knife, but he didn't panic, and he fired several times in a row, and the dense knife light almost enveloped Li Wenbin in it.

When they first fought, Li Wenbin was still a little flustered, but at this moment he had calmed down and ignored the cheers from the side.

All he can see now is Zhizhi and the scimitar in his hand; all he can hear is the whistling wind from the opponent's scimitar.

With this calm performance, everyone saw that Li Wenbin swung the sword in his hand at will, and his every move was simply indescribably wonderful.

Obviously what he held in his hand was a thin and light ceremonial sword, but it was like a fairy dancing a sword, without any vulgarity.

His every move, every look, every movement, every step and every jump, are all graceful and graceful, making people feel elated and dazzled.

At this time, the civil and military officials around even looked dumbfounded and held their breath for fear of missing any details.

Some opened their mouths, as if they were about to speak, but they didn't make any sound at all;

Some are pouring wine, but the wine juice has flowed all over the table without knowing it;
And those young women were already dazzled and dizzy. Every time Li Wenbin made a sword, they applauded.

Li Wenbin was amused in his heart, no wonder the system called this set of swordsmanship the Swordsmanship of Picking Up Girls—every sword, every step is full of fairy spirit, without any trace of worldly fireworks.

But only he knows that the lethality of this set of sword techniques is not much at all.

I don't know which immortal created such a set of swordsmanship that is not good enough, but if you want to pretend to be aggressive, then pretend to be big.

After a while, Zhi Shi's pace gradually slowed down, and his breathing became short of breath.

This can't be blamed on him, Li Wenbin's girl-picking swordsmanship is too confusing, and can make the opponent follow his own rhythm involuntarily.

Li Chengqian whispered to Li Shimin at this time: "Father, look at Li Wenbin, he is still stealing the limelight at this time."

At this time, Li Tai and his brother formed a united front: "Father, this is trying to steal the limelight from you. When he comes back, you must punish him properly."

"Shut up, what do you know? If you dare to talk nonsense, you will not be forgiven when you go back."

The one who reprimanded the two sons was Changsun Wugou - now not only Li Shimin, but even she can see that the swordsmanship of the one who holds the arrow is really superb.

A cold light flashed, and amidst the exclamation of everyone, the scimitar in Zhishi's hand flew high, and he also staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Seeing that Zhi Shi was defeated, the girl finally let go of her hanging heart. She was relieved and she couldn't help covering her face, tears gurgling from her fingers.

"Won!"

"Mr. Wenbin, good swordsmanship."

"Turkic barbarian, do you know how powerful our Tang men are? Hahaha!"

"Hey, man, why aren't you crazy anymore? Hahahaha!"

Li Wenbin pointed the tip of his sword at his throat, and looked at Li Yuan.

To be honest, no one can say anything about this Turkic man because of his sword strike now. After all, the arrogance of his attack just now has offended everyone present, but Li Wenbin knows that this kind of thing still has to be done by the people. It is good for the emperor to make the decision.

Otherwise, the limelight would be stolen by him, which would be very bad.

Sure enough, seeing Li Wenbin's questioning gaze, Li Yuan was very happy, but he still shook his head.

After all, the two countries are at war, so why not cut them off.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"My Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty has forgiven you, so hurry up and thank you."

Although Zhi Shi was unwilling, he felt that the other party was cheating, but the form was better than others. If he cheated again at this time, he would be ashamed and thrown to his grandma's house.

"Foreign minister, thank you Your Majesty for not killing me."

"Well, you are a barbarian from a foreign country, and I don't have the same knowledge as you."

After finishing speaking, Li Yuan waved his hand and stopped talking to him.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on Zhi Shi, his face was flushed, he couldn't stay any longer, and finally had to leave early.

After being disturbed by this persistent arrow, the atmosphere in the Tai Chi Hall reached a climax all of a sudden.

"Long live the Tang Dynasty, long live the Tang Dynasty."

"Wen Bin Xiaolang Jun is really a lieutenant general."

"Haha, looking at the face of the Turkic envoy, I am really relieved."

"Drink wins, drink wins!"

Li Wenbin knelt in front of Li Yuan: "Your Majesty, fortunately, Wenbin did not disgrace his life and did not embarrass me, Datang."

"Okay, well done, I'm very happy!"

Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji looked at each other. It seems that today, no matter what, they have to give this adulterer a prince, otherwise there is no way to justify it.

To be honest, Li Yuan really didn't want to confer a title on Li Wenbin, because it would be a bit...

But today Li Wenbin has made a great contribution. If he doesn't do this, it may cause dissatisfaction among all the officials.

Anyway, Erlang has mentioned it several times, let's give him some face today.

"Wen Bin..."

"Grandson is here, please give orders to grandpa."

"You just defeated the Turkic envoy and won glory for our Tang Dynasty. I am very happy to see it. How old are you this year?"

"If you go back to the emperor's grandfather, your grandson will be 15 years old after the Chinese New Year."

"Well, you are already an adult, then I will make you..."

At this moment, Li Jiancheng stood up suddenly and said, "Father, my son has something to say."

"Oh? Prince, what do you want to say?"