Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

“Paba greets Your Majesty!”

As soon as Emperor Jing finished speaking, Paba stood up and saluted.

Emperor Jing waved his hand gently: “No need for formalities. I wonder if brave Chilie has found anything he likes in the capital? I will bestow it upon him!”

Upon hearing this, Paba went over to Chilie, and the two whispered for a while.

Then Paba stood up and said: “Your Majesty, Chilie says that he is just a martial artist and is not interested in ordinary objects.”

“His only hobby is to compete with others in martial arts. There are no more undefeated opponents in his country. I wonder if the Jing Kingdom has any opponents who can fight him!”

Paba's expression was calm, without the slightest hint of nervousness.

Khan Utyu ordered Chilie to come with the delegation for this very reason.

To dampen the spirit of the Jing Kingdom.

He had come here and shocked the people of the Jing Kingdom several times, so this time he had to save some face.

Otherwise, he would not have the confidence to negotiate again.

Although he met that strange Zhang Biao the other day, who was able to injure Chilie.

But Chilie didn't seem to take it to heart.

It should have just been a sneak attack....

As soon as these words came out, the ministers were shocked!

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Chilie.

They didn't expect this big, burly fellow to be so bold. Isn't this blatant provocation of the court?

Do you think that just because you are tall, no one in the entire Jing Kingdom can beat you?

The Bei Rong people are too confident!

The ministers couldn't help but feel indignant.

Fang Zheng, on the other hand, was amused and sat in his seat watching the show.

Zhang Biao can fight you to a draw, can't we find someone among the imperial guards to deal with you?

Where does Chilie get such confidence!

Emperor Jing looked at Chilie with interest, tapping his fingers on the table.

After a moment, he asked: "Chilie can't find any opponents on the grassland anymore?"

Paba replied: “Yes, Your Majesty, Chilie is the number one warrior in our country! His strength is unmatched!”

Emperor Jing smiled even more: “Interesting! Good, then I will help you find an opponent today and see if my Great Jing has anyone who can give you a good fight!”

Guo Tianyang leaned over to Emperor Jing. After a brief pause, he stood up and went out.

Before long, he brought back a strong man nearly 1.9 meters tall. He was smaller than Zhang Biao in terms of build, and his face was expressionless, revealing no emotions.

As soon as this person entered the hall, he locked onto Chilie.

His eyes were like lightning, looking at him without fear.

Chilie, on the other hand, continued to eat his meal with his head down.

Seeing that the Emperor had really sent someone, Paba was secretly pleased, but said: “Your Majesty, Chilie is impulsive and speaks wildly.”

“Today, Your Majesty and the officials are here. If we rashly engage in martial arts, I am afraid it will disturb Your Majesty.”

Emperor Jing waved his hand: “It doesn't matter! There is no need to be constrained by etiquette today! I also want to see the demeanor of the number one warrior!”

“Let's just say the two countries are making friends through martial arts!”

Fang Zheng glanced at Paba.

This dead bald donkey knows that Your Majesty often engaged in military affairs when he was young. If you use this trick, how can he not fight?

But the tough guy Your Majesty sent is really good.

He looks so cold. He really has the demeanor of an imperial guard!

I would like to call him the Great Jing version of Bu Jingyun plus. It would be even cooler if he had a weapon!

Guo Tianyang introduced: “Brave Chilie, this is Chen Liang, a palace patrol guard, who is good at using a saber!”

Paba turned his head to translate. Chilie still didn't seem to care. He chewed the food in his mouth, took a sip of wine, and slowly stood up, walking to the center of the red carpet in the hall.

Chen Liang also stepped forward slowly. Everyone held their breath, and the sound of footsteps could be heard clearly.

The two began to confront each other from a distance.

Emperor Jing asked: “What kind of weapon is Chilie good at using? Go and get them each one!”

Paba said: “Your Majesty, Chilie is good at using a spear!”

Emperor Jing nodded. Guo Tianyang turned around to make arrangements again.

Before long, a precious saber and a long spear appeared in their hands.

Chen Liang stood with his saber, looking so unrestrained. All he needed was a gust of wind to scatter his long hair.

He could go directly to the golden roof of the palace and start filming a martial arts drama without makeup.

Fang Zheng looked at him with envy.

As a weakling, I am very envious of this kind of martial arts master, especially this kind of handsome and cold-blooded knight!

I wish I could be as unrestrained as you.

Then I wouldn't have to bring Zhang Biao to protect me.....

In comparison, Chilie seemed particularly strange.

Although his figure far exceeded Chen Liang, the spear that the eunuch sent over was only two meters long.

Chilie looked like he was holding a child's toy, but with that ferocious face, it had a special horror movie feel.

The ministers couldn't help but admire in their hearts.

We still have to look at the masters of our Great Jing. The Bei Rong people have already paled in comparison before they even made a move.

However, Emperor Jing did not think so. He stared at the spear in Chilie's hand and frowned: “This spear is too short! Change it for him!”

Paba quickly asked Chilie if he needed to change the spear.

Chilie held the spear, turned it twice, and then said faintly: “Too light!”

“It's short and thin, but it's enough! Let's just leave it like this!”

Seeing that Chilie didn't want to change it, Paba said loudly: “Your Majesty, Chilie doesn't need to change the spear, it's enough!”

Emperor Jing nodded: “Okay, then let's begin!”

The two retreated, Chen Liang with his back to Emperor Jing.

They stopped when they were five meters apart.

The atmosphere in the arena was very tense, and everyone's heart rate began to accelerate!

Fang Zheng was very close to Chen Liang and could even hear his breathing.

Suddenly, Chen Liang's footsteps seemed to move slightly, as if they were moving but not moving.

The next second, the whole person shot out like an arrow from a bow.

The force of his legs was so strong that he even kicked huge wrinkles out of the red carpet under his feet.

What shocked Fang Zheng even more was that Chen Liang still maintained the demeanor of a peerless master when he flew over.

A cold face and sharp eyes.

It can be seen that this person is not an ordinary palace patrol, but an elite among the elite!

Chilie on the opposite side was not flustered either. Just as Chen Liang took a step, he had already made a move.

He loosened his palm, and the tip of the spear naturally slid to the ground.

Chilie hooked his five fingers tightly on the tail of the spear, and lightly lifted his hand, sending the tip of the spear forward!

The tip of the spear pointed directly at Chen Liang, who was flying over!

At this moment, everyone in the audience had their hearts in their throats!

If he pounced over like this, the spear would probably poke a hole in Chen Liang's head in the next instant!

Chen Liang's feet were off the ground at this time, flying briefly in mid-air. His waist suddenly exerted force, and his whole body suddenly rotated a week, his robe corners flying, like a small electric fan.

Seeing that he was about to touch the tip of the spear, he swayed the long saber in his right hand! He lightly flicked the spear away.

Then he propped the ground with his left hand, using it as a fulcrum, and the whole person spun around again!

This time the posture became facing Chilie with his feet.

His right hand was not idle either, and he stabbed the long saber diagonally towards the ground in the direction of his head!

Then this force moved closer to Chilie again.

It's just that this time it was too low to the ground, and it fell to the ground in an instant.

It looked like a familiar shape.....

Fang Zheng stood up suddenly.

Damn! Sliding tackle!?