Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

Chu Shiwen laughed back in anger.

"Hahaha! You're courting death yourself, then you can't blame me!"

As he said that, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he stabbed forward with one hand like a sword finger.

In an instant, a stream of light gushed out from his fingertips, and with a creepy aura, it went straight to Ji Wuchen's head!

Ji Wuchen's pupils shrunk like needlepoints.

He actually had a feeling that he couldn't avoid it. Facing this finger was like facing Tianwei.

After all, he was a monk in the alchemy stage, and when converted into a warrior's combat power, he was as strong as the third rank of a martial arts master.

"Humph!"

Wang Yong let out a cold snort, stretched out his big rough hand, and actually grabbed the terrifying streamer directly, exerting force with his five fingers, pinched it into light spots and scattered it.

"Messenger, you have crossed the line."

Wang Yong, General Hussars, a martial arts master at the top of the third rank!
This move has already revealed its unfathomable strength.

Chu Shiwen's heart trembled, but he still sneered without showing weakness: "It seems that the Celestial Dynasty still has some masters. But, isn't it because of this trash's request that I take action?"

Wang Yong glanced at him lightly, the threat in his eyes was self-evident.

He hoped this farce would end there.

As for not offending Xianmen... a joke, has the relationship between Celestial Dynasty and Xianmen ever been friendly?
Ji Wuchen's back was soaked in cold sweat, but his face still had a relaxed and lazy expression.

"After all, I'm not a cultural person. When it comes to competitions, it's all about fighting for strength, haha."

Chu Shiwen looked at him coldly.

"What do you mean? How do you want to compare?"

Competing in martial strength, the two are no different than clouds and mud, comparing talents... Haha, a joke, Ji Wuchen's name is dude and incompetent, even he who is far away in Tianxuanmen has heard of it, comparing talents?

Ji Wuchen walked out flamboyantly.

"You don't use immortal power, I don't use real energy, let's wrestle our arms! How about it?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a suppressed low laugh from inside the palace.

Not only because Ji Wuchen's method of competition is ridiculous, but also because he is a bit self-indulgent in it.

Wang Yong frowned slightly, and used his true energy to bundle his voice into a thin thread, and passed it into Ji Wuchen's ears: "Stop messing around! He is a monk in the alchemy stage, even if his strength is not comparable to that of a martial artist of the same level, he is not inferior to ordinary warriors." Martial arts master!"

But Ji Wuchen smiled, looked at Chu Shiwen who was in doubt, and continued:

"How? Don't dare to forget."

Chu Shiwen hesitated at first because he was not sure, but the reaction of the ministers made him "suddenly realize".

This is the little thief deliberately putting on a pose, trying to trick me into timidity!

After thinking about this, he sneered.

"Joke, I don't dare to compare with you? Come on, let's compare!"

Ji Wuchen was astonished.

"Really?"

His words made Chu Shiwen more convinced of his guess.

"Compare! Must compare! Why? You dare not?"

Although, the envoy of the Immortal Sect openly wrestled with a mortal, and it was a bit indecent...but as long as he could slap Ji Wuchen in the face and teach him some lessons, so what?
Ji Wuchen seemed to be a little timid, swallowed, and Youzi said hard: "Compare! But, I want to add some color. How about this, if you win, I will kneel down and apologize to you, if I win, You just offer the fairy peach and apologize to His Majesty!"

Apologize to Your Majesty?
Nangong Jing lived above the temple, and her beautiful eyes changed slightly.

The accident happened in the early dynasty, but all the conflicts and quarrels seemed to have nothing to do with her, which made her feel lonely.

Unexpectedly, it was Ji Wuchen who still remembered her as the emperor?

Could it be that he did all this for himself?

For some reason, a strange ripple appeared in the heart of Empress Tianshou.

Chu Shiwen sneered.

"I accept this bet. Come!"

The matter has come to this point, even if Wang Yong wanted to stop it, he had no choice but to nod slightly to Nangong Jing.

Only then did the Heavenly Empress give orders: "Come here, give me a table and chairs."

A few young eunuchs agreed, and hurried into the apse to set up a large and heavy mahogany table and chairs.

Chu Shiwen sat down first.

"bring it on."

Wang Yong sighed, did not speak, and let Ji Wuchen sit opposite Chu Shiwen.

The two stretched out their right hands, put their elbows on the table, and held hands.

Ji Wuchen stared at Chu Shiwen for a long time before grinning, revealing a malicious smile.

Physical strength, he has thirty points!

This is what no one expected.

Secondly, arm wrestling is also skillful.

Chu Shiwen sneered and exerted all his strength!

Cultivators, even if they don't exercise regularly, the true energy in their bodies will nourish their bodies and strengthen their muscles and bones. Although their physical strength cannot be compared with that of warriors of the same level, it is more than enough to torture a mortal... right?

However, things seemed to be a bit out of his expectation.

Ji Wuchen's face flushed immediately after he felt his force, and there seemed to be bulging veins on his face, but no matter how hard he exerted, the opponent's hand only shifted slightly downward.

Just a little, and then nothing.

Chu Shiwen tried hard while maintaining a calm appearance.

"Hehe, it's not bad, it can resist [-]% of my strength."

Ji Wuchen blushed, grabbed the corner of the table with the other hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Really? Then I will use three-point strength to compete with you!"

Laughter came from the hall again.

Just looking at the surface, it is difficult to see the real situation of the two of them. Everyone feels that Ji Wuchen is at a disadvantage.

But he is stubborn.

Everyone felt that Ji Wuchen would definitely lose.

Didn't you see the indifferent face of the elder fairy, have you already gritted your teeth?
Only Nangong Jing, with a trace of tension in her beautiful eyes.

Ji Wuchen, you are a treacherous minister, you must win!

Everyone in the court did not speak for her, but Ji Wuchen...

Nangong Jingxiu clenched his fist slightly, unconsciously recalling half of the poems in his mind.

Report your intentions on the golden platform, and lead Yulong to die for you!
This poem echoed in her mind from time to time.

Chu Shiwen had tried his best, but the opponent was still not clearly overwhelmed by him.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and after a long time, there was a strange look in the eyes of all the officials.

It seems that the situation is a bit unexpected?
Even Li Zhonglian's drowsy eyelids were half opened, and when he looked at the two, there was a strange look in his eyes.

Ji Wuchen glared at his opponent viciously, as if his eyes could kill him.

"It's hard! You can't beat me! I'm going to use five percent of my strength!"

He suddenly stood up, and while his elbows did not leave the table, he fell to the side forcefully.

Chu Shiwen felt a sudden increase in pressure, and he actually had a tendency to be suppressed.

This shock was no small matter, he quickly imitated Ji Wuchen and stood up, grasping the corner of the table with one hand, trying to press down with his body weight and arms, his face turned into a liver color, and there was no trace of calmness at all .

For this, Ji Wuchen just disdains.

Stop pretending?My brother has a little more power attribute than you, do you know a little bit about the concept?

In fact, he himself didn't know.

But it didn't prevent him from despising Chu Shiwen.

"Go down!"

The number one traitor yelled angrily, and with all his strength, with an unstoppable momentum, he pressed Chu Shiwen's wrist on the table!