Mercenaries of the Heavens

Chapter 396 The Battle Begins

Langtao heard the words, so he said embarrassingly:
"Reporting to the Empress Dowager, it is inevitable that you will miss and hurt someone in a fight with warriors. This..."

Wang Zhi knew that they were acting, so he said indifferently in his seat:
"Don't worry, Queen Mother, you should know:

In the fight between warriors, fists and feet have no eyes, and it is inevitable that they will hurt each other!

If Fan Xian missed and was injured by Langtao, it would be because his skills were inferior to others, so no one else should be held accountable!

Just let them give it a go! "

Hearing Wang Zhi's indifferent words, seeing that Wang Zhi was not worried at all, and that Fan Xian was injured by Langtao, he looked determined.

The queen mother felt uneasy for no reason, and looked at Langtao with questioning eyes.

But Langtao looked at the Queen Mother confidently, and said loudly:
"What Mr. Wang said is that when fighting, fists and feet have no eyes.

If you lose, it's because Langtao is not good at learning.

Of course, it would be unavoidable if he missed and injured Master Fan.

Please also Queen Mother, En Zhun! "

Although Shen Zhong knew that Fan Xian was also a ninth-rank master, he had more confidence in Langtao.

Who told Lang Tao to become a ninth-rank master for many years, no matter in terms of martial arts and combat experience, Fan Xian could not compare with it.

He didn't believe that Fan Xian, a young man who had just reached the ninth rank for a year, who had never fought a few times, would be the opponent of Langtao.

Otherwise, how could Langtao be known as the number one master under the master!
Seeing the look of hesitation in the queen mother, she stood up and said:

"Queen, since Langtao and Mr. Wang have agreed to the competition.

Weichen also thought, yes, let the two of them compete, so that I, Beiqi, can see the demeanor of a ninth-rank master in Nanqing! "

The Queen Mother saw that Langtao was determined, and that Zhong Zhong also came out to speak, so she nodded, looked at Langtao and said:
"Since this is the case, Aijia agrees to your request to compete!

But remember, it's all over! "

Upon hearing this, Langtao saluted the Queen Mother and said:
"Cao Min thanked the Queen Mother!"

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother nodded and looked at Fan Xian again, saying:
"Master Fan, I don't know, are you willing to compete with Langtao?"

During this process, the existence of the little emperor was completely ignored. The two sides in the competition never asked the little emperor what he meant.

Wang Zhi was always paying attention to the little emperor's facial expressions, but others didn't pay attention.

However, Wang Zhi saw that when Lang Tao spoke, the little emperor seemed to have nothing to do with him, although there was no change on the surface.

But the faint anger in her eyes betrayed her feelings about this matter.

I'm afraid it's because I'm angry, but I can't vent it.

Fan Xian saw that things had developed to this point, and his master agreed. In addition, he also wanted to see what the strengths of the ninth-rank masters in Northern Qi Dynasty were.

Hearing the queen mother asking for her opinion, she stood up and bowed to the queen mother and said:

"The foreign minister has no objection!"

After speaking, Fan Xian stepped out of the case, walked to the venue, and stood aside with Langtao.

And the Northern Qi officials who were present, seeing the two preparing to fight, also began to discuss in a low voice.

But no one was optimistic about Fan Xian, and the point of the discussion was that Langtao would defeat Fan Xian in the first few moves.

Only Wang Zhi cared about himself, drinking the wine on his table.

After Haitang Duoduo glanced at Fan Xian with concern, she continued to steal the pastry beside her.

She had fought against Fan Xian, and although neither of them had tried their best at the time, he knew that he could not kill Fan Xian, and his strength was not much different from that of Langtao.

Therefore, even if Fan Xian can't beat Langtao, his life will not be in danger.

In the arena, Langtao retreated two steps slightly, distanced herself from Fan Xian, put on a posture, and said in her mouth:
"Lord Fan, be careful!"

Fan Xian also put on a posture and replied:
"Don't worry about Mr. Langtao, please enlighten me!"

Hearing this, Langtao let out a shout, and quickly rushed towards Fan Xian.

Fan Xian was on alert, waiting for Langtao to attack.

In the blink of an eye, the two quickly approached, and Lang Tao punched Fan Xian in the face.

Fan Xian raised his hand to block the drive, there was a 'bang', and a huge force suddenly came from his arm.

Unable to restrain himself, he took a step back. He immediately lowered his waist and squatted slightly.

With a soft drink, he used the body training formula, which is actually a combination of various martial arts moves to fight back.

For a moment, the two punched and kicked, and the sound of "cracking" suddenly came from the field.

In the arena, except for Wang Zhi, Zhong Zhong, and Haitang Duoduo who could see their movements clearly, the little emperor could barely see clearly.

The rest of the people could only see two blurred figures intertwined with each other, and they couldn't tell who was stronger than the other at all.

While watching the battle, Wang Zhi nodded inwardly and said:

It's no wonder that Langtao is known as the number one master of the master, but this kung fu can reach the hall of elegance, and his strength and true energy are really extraordinary.

However, it was not comparable to Fan Xian's domineering true energy after fusion.

In addition, the body training formula I taught him will not be weaker than the opponent in terms of strength.

The only thing that was lacking was combat experience. After all, Fan Xian hadn't fought life and death a few times.

This can be seen from his blindly parrying and resisting at the beginning, to gradually starting to fight back.

Haitang Duoduo's thoughts were chaotic, and she thought:
Unexpectedly, this Fan Xian turned out to be so powerful, it was useless for him to think that his strength should be on par with his own.

But he didn't think that when Fan Xian was fighting with him that day, Fan Xian had already kept his hand!
Otherwise, I might not really be Fan Xian's opponent.

He was heavy but his face was heavy. He looked at the two people in the field without saying a word, and the hands in the sleeves of his robes had unconsciously clenched into fists.

He has gradually begun to worry, watching the situation on the court.

From Langtao's onslaught at the beginning to his defense from time to time, it can be seen that there is not much difference in strength between the two.

And it may, may be impossible to easily win against Fan Xian, or even seriously injure Fan Xian.

From the beginning to the end, the little emperor sat quietly on the dragon chair. Where no one was watching, his nervous palms began to sweat.

Although she did not get along with the queen mother, although she also admired Fan Xian's talent.

But he also didn't want to see the number one master of the ninth rank in Northern Qi lose to Fan Xian, a native of Nanqing.

Let the face of a warrior in the Northern Qi Dynasty be trampled underfoot by Fan Xian.

At this time, Fan Xian had already adapted to Langtao's attack rhythm.

Although Langtao's offensive is still fierce, his strength is still bursting out, and his true energy is still vigorous.

But it was not as overbearing and lasting as Fan Xian's true energy.

In terms of moves, it was not as subtle as Fan Xian's.

After all, the martial arts of later generations, because there is no real energy, the research of Chinese people's moves is much more than that of ancient times.

The pursuit is also the goal of killing the enemy and winning, and the moves are more concise and practical than the ancient martial arts.

On the other hand, at this time, Langtao became more and more frightened as he fought.

This Fan Xian was only seventeen or eighty-nine years old, he didn't know what kind of skills he had practiced, and his true energy was no weaker than himself.

The power and speed of this move, but not its own use, simplicity.

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