Don't say I'm the number one suzerain in the world

The newly recovered legs softened again for a while, but this time they can't be recovered by lying down!

Huang Chen didn't think so.

He always has a bad feeling...

If you come to the battlefield yourself, something may happen soon.

Maybe, suddenly an enemy arrow pierced the sky and pierced his heart!
Unacceptable, absolutely unacceptable!

Huang Xing clenched his fists and was about to get up, saying that he would not be going to the battlefield in person.

But his body was firm, and he sat down again.

Touching his chin, he felt melancholy...

It's not a problem if you don't go!

Every time, when an accident happened, he could do nothing but wait for the accident to happen, and then came the disappointing result.

This time, even the dark forces would have a hard time stopping the imperial power from sending troops.

But what if?
He is not afraid of ten thousand.

Just in case of this damn thing!

If he fails again this time, he will be really confused!

Huang Xing gritted his teeth violently, and knocked hard on the recliner, making a bang.

"I made a decision!"

Qi Heng's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Sovereign, are you raising troops and marching?"

"No!"

Huang Xing stood up, and said with a serious face: "This suzerain feels that besides raising troops and marching, there is one more thing, which is also very important."

"That is the life and safety of the suzerain."

"Therefore, the suzerain has decided to postpone the raising of troops for the time being. First, a martial arts competition will be held in the control city, and a few people with profound internal skills will be selected to protect the safety of the suzerain during the march."

Qi Heng was stunned for a moment and asked, "Sovereign, it is no problem to hold a martial arts competition, but now that the military power has been assembled, and the army is ready to go under the city gate, if it is suddenly disbanded and the march is delayed, I am afraid it will damage our army's momentum."

"Are you sure you want to postpone it?"

Huang Xing replied decisively: "Sure, very sure!"

Everyone else was about to laugh.

Harm the momentum of our army?

Well, just now he was worried that our army's momentum was rising, and there was hope of winning the battle!

Obsolete momentum...pretty good!
Qi Heng was even more stunned, but under Huang Xing's firm gaze, he still came to his senses and walked slowly to the city wall.

Looking at the army below, the corner of his mouth twitched and said: "Every army obeys orders!"

"Subordinates are here!"

"Disband in place, delay the rise of troops!"

"The general is mighty!!!"

"... "

Quanjun:? ? ?
After hearing the order clearly, they were surprised one after another, and their eyes widened, wondering if their ears were wrong.

After Qi Heng finished speaking, he walked away directly.

Ok…

He didn't dare to look at the weird eyes of those soldiers, he was so unconfident!
Anyway, I've announced my disbandment...

Sooner or later they will go...

Qi Heng watched the suzerain indifferently, as if feeling lost, thinking, the suzerain must have felt that the timing was wrong and had his own plans.

I just have to react the same as him!

Qi Heng took a step forward, and asked quietly: "The suzerain, for the upcoming martial arts competition, do you plan to select a few people with profound internal skills to protect you closely?"

Huang Xing was just thinking about this, and blurted out: "One hundred and eight!"

"Qi Heng understands!"

???

Qi Heng was taken aback again.

Suddenly I don't understand again!
One, one hundred and eight?

Isn't the suzerain joking with himself?

"Several" digits.

"Close".

Qi Heng couldn't help but gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

Inexplicably, one hundred and eight strong men with high internal energy appeared in his mind, surrounding the suzerain alone, with hot eyes...

cough!
Qi Heng interrupted himself by pinching his thigh.

Straightforward, must be straight...

The suzerain is not that kind of person!
Guanshi Liu was on the side, facing the sun, fanning the suzerain on the reclining chair, seeing through General Qi's eyes, and expressing his deep understanding of this matter!

……

The next morning.

In the most prosperous Dongyang City under the jurisdiction of Zhentianzong, the martial arts competition officially started.

The arena was neither big nor small, but it was just enough for practitioners to flex their fists.

There are a lot of benches below, placed on the ground, at a glance, it seems densely packed.

This is also the result of Qi Heng's arrangement after working with the Great Elder for three days.

The Great Elder worked hard for three days, exhausted both physically and mentally. He couldn't hold on to his old bones and needed to recuperate, so he won't come to visit today.

Qi Heng is the only person left to be in charge of this martial arts competition. He is both the host and the referee, also known as...

opponent!

Practitioners from all walks of life, the only opponent in this martial arts competition!
This martial arts competition has been prepared for three days, and it has also been publicized for three days.

The rules of the game are very simple.

Beat Qi Heng!

or.

Hold on longer!
Qi Heng will treat everyone who thinks he has a lot of internal skills and has the courage to take the stage in the same way, without mercy.

In the end, [-] people with good grades were selected and included in the Sovereign Guardian Team.

Yes…

Top [-]!

Qi Heng had a wry smile all over his face, and was also devastated.

Because this meant that he had to work at least like the donkeys in the production team for seven days before he could select a relatively good one hundred and eight strong men.

And due to the large number of places, there will naturally be countless three-legged cats who are willing to give it a try.

no way.

Qi Heng let out a breath, already accepting the fate of the next few days in his heart.

Who told the suzerain to treat him well, even the grace of re-creation?

The suzerain gave him a new destiny.

Just a few days of hard work.

That's it!

The contest officially began.

The crowd below were noisy and lively.

But half a minute passed, and there was no brave man among the huge crowd, who was willing to step forward and take the lead.

But Qi Heng remained expressionless and composed.

Just standing there motionless, watching each of them quietly, with slightly disdainful eyes, as if besides, you are all rookies...

I'm not targeting one of them.

I'm targeting all of you!
at last.

After a while, a black-clothed, muscular man with a scar on his face stepped into the arena.

Judging from his well-developed legs, if he can take off so fast, he knows his strength is extraordinary.

Qi Heng finally did this, with a slight smile on his face, and raised his head.

The person who dares to be the first to come up is naturally very sure of himself.

Qi Heng raised his eyebrows at him.

The man responded immediately.

"My name is Ma Haoxiong. I am a martial arts enthusiast who came from Guibei City. I have practiced internal skills for three and a half years and have never joined any sect. Fortunately, I picked up a skill in the forest. I studied it step by step and became a self-taught."

Ma Haoxiong broke his horse stance, and said: "The suzerain governs well, let the people in the city eat more and more, the better the better, my old lady's anemia is cured."

"I'm still working on people's livelihood, and I have strict requirements in terms of people's livelihood. Mr. Wang, who originally spent money to solve the problem, not long ago, went door-to-door to visit, asking what needs he had, and whether he had conflicts with his neighbors."

"I admire the suzerain very much!"

Hearing this, Qi Heng's face was filled with a rich smile, very satisfied.

no doubt.

For Qi Heng, boasting the suzerain makes Qi Heng happier than boasting himself.

Presumably the Suzerain would be very happy knowing this, right?

After all, one's own harshness and one's own efforts.

All of them were perfectly expressed!