Empress, your husband is invincible

Lifting the weight is like lifting the sword lightly, the soft sword in Zhuang Han's hand is like a snake coming out of its hole.

The blossoming spear flowers glowing with coldness were instantly smashed to pieces by the soft sword!

Not to mention that, turning his head to avoid the spear that was piercing his throat, Zhuang Han's body suddenly turned upside down, and when he stood up lightly, the soft sword in his hand quickly wrapped around the silver spear!

Seeing this, Lin Xianyuan wanted to draw his gun without haste.

But he never thought that Zhuang Han slapped the barrel of the gun with one palm, and the soft sword wrapped around the barrel of the gun quickly came out, like a boa constrictor spitting out a letter, and shot towards Lin Xianyuan's face!

His eyes turned cold for a moment, Lin Xianyuan withdrew his gun with one hand, and while lying down on an iron bridge, raised his leg and kicked Zhuang Han's wrist.

But unexpectedly, Zhuang Han flicked his wrist immediately, and the soft sword in his hand quickly changed direction and wound downward!
Before Lin Xianyuan could react, the clothes on his calves were smashed to pieces by the sharp sword energy from the soft sword!
A clump of dark red blood mist exploded in an instant!

Lin Xianyuan's face changed instantly, and the moment he felt the sting, he was kicked in the lower abdomen by Zhuang Han...

"boom!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lin Xianyuan lay on the ground, unable to support himself for a long time.

So far, no need to think too much, anyone with a little discernment can see that Lin Xianyuan is not Zhuang Han's opponent at all...

Is Zhuang Han trying to stay behind to deal with him, or is Lin Xianyuan not worth his full strength at all?

Seeing this, Ye Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seemingly aware of Ye Cheng's peeping, Zhuang Han turned his head, his cold gaze collided with Ye Cheng instantly.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Zhuang Han flicked his wrist, retracted the soft sword into his sleeve, and turned to leave.

The confrontation between Qin Wuyang and Xiao Jue was even more lackluster than that between Zhuang Han and Lin Xianyuan.

I don't know if it's because they all come from the civil servant family, or Xiao Jue just wanted to show his face on the school grounds, the two of them fought within ten moves, and Xiao Jue actually took the initiative to admit defeat...

It drew boos from the spectators in the surrounding stands.

Seeing that there were only three winners left in Daling territory, Gu Dasheng had no idea, so he could only look for two ministers, Zhuang Xiaoyun and Liu Yuanzheng, after getting Ling Xuejian's approval.

Not only Zhuang Xiaoyun and Liu Yuanzheng, but at this last moment, all the civil and military officials of a slightly higher rank in the entire Daling left their seats and gathered around the crenels of the city walls.

Hearing that Gu Dasheng was looking for him, Zhuang Xiaoyun sent him back with a single sentence without even turning his head.

"Is it more difficult to deal with three people than hundreds of people? Just let them draw lots - A, B, C and three lots.

The person who draws the first lottery will directly face the winner of the other two. "

Liu Yuanzheng did not have any doubts about this.

But Huang Yi, who was not far from the two, suddenly sneered and answered:

"What if old Shangshu Zhuang tampered with the lottery and just let your precious son, who was so hard to find, advance to the next level?"

Zhuang Xiaoyun turned to glance at him.

"What? Even if I cheat, isn't it better than you, Su Hou, letting your useless son hide in a shell and pretend to be some kind of bastard?"

Huang Yi's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, and he glanced at him coldly without saying any extra words.

The lottery on the school grounds came out quickly.

Qin Wuyang was really lucky, and directly won the first lottery.

He lowered his head and glanced at the C lottery in his hand, and Ye Cheng raised his head to look at Zhuang Han who was opposite him.

The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, they didn't even take any rest, and went straight to the center of the school field at the same time.

Ye Cheng and Zhuang Han occupy the north and south of the school field respectively, separated by tens of steps.

Ye Cheng was fighting against others just like before, with Qiu Shui hanging on his waist all the time, with his hands folded around his chest, calmly looking directly at Zhuang Han who was directly in front of him.

Zhuang Han looked at him again for a moment, then threw the soft sword out of his sleeve, and walked forward slowly.

……

"Shuanglin, tell me, which of the two of them will win?"

Looking at the scene on the school field, Ling Xuejian's expression was particularly strange, and he couldn't help asking Zhuang Shuanglin.

Zhuang Shuanglin's face was also a little ugly.The gaze shifted from Zhuang Han to Ye Cheng, and then from Ye Cheng back to Zhuang Han, again and again...

After a long time, Zhuang Shuanglin shook his head slowly.

"I really don't know. It's not just that Brother Ye didn't use his full strength when confronting others, but Zhuang Han was also clumsy when confronting others..."

Speaking of this, Zhuang Shuanglin glanced at Ling Xuejian with a complicated expression, and said hesitantly:

"It seems...the two of them have a tacit understanding, and they are waiting for this match to show something..."

Ling Xuejian smiled slightly and stopped talking.

……

Although Zhuang Han's footsteps were slow, his speed was like a ghost.

In just three or five steps, he appeared in front of Ye Cheng.

Just when he flicked the soft sword in his hand, Zhuang Han suddenly touched the ground and slid backwards.

However, just when Zhuang Han's wrist moved, Ye Cheng made a violent move!
The sword in his hand was like a sword, Zhuang Han dodged a sudden vertical slash, and Ye Cheng, who was not surprised, followed closely.

These two shots by Ye Cheng brought a strong wind like a knife, making the air around the two of them rustle.

The strong wind blowing around their bodies caused the sleeves of the two to flutter and their temples to fly, making their movements more carefree for a while.

After taking two steps back, Zhuang Han abruptly stopped his retreat.

The left hand flicked the soft sword in his hand, but the right hand was shaped like an eagle's claw, grabbing directly at Ye Cheng's fist.

Seeing that Zhuang Han wanted to fight against him, Ye Cheng raised his mouth, his left arm shook suddenly, and his fist, which was going like the wind, became even more powerful, and it hit Zhuang Han's palm directly!
"boom!"

As soon as the fists and palms of the two met, there was a sudden burst of anger!
Although the figures of the two are like green pines on the top of a mountain, they are not moving at all, but their clothes suddenly dangled.

Zhuang Han's expression remained the same, but his eyes became colder.

"You really don't have the slightest internal energy in your body?"

"how?"

With a sneer, Ye Cheng felt a faint suction coming from the face of the fist, and Ye Cheng stepped hard.

When the bluestone slab was broken inch by inch, Ye Cheng poured half of his strength into his left fist, moving with the fist, and forcibly pressed against Zhuang Han!
Zhuang Han's expression changed, the floor under his feet cracked, and his figure began to retreat unstoppably.

"If you really only rely on brute force, I'll see how you fight me!"

With a flick of the soft sword in his right hand, the soft sword in his hand shot up like a snake spitting out a letter, and shot straight at Ye Cheng's throat!
Ye Cheng had been guarding against his move for a long time. When the soft sword moved, he shook his arm violently, and his right fist hit the tip of the soft sword fiercely like thunder!

He actually wanted to test the power of Zhuang Han's soft sword with his body!

"court death……"

Before the taunt was over, Zhuang Han's face froze suddenly.

His soft sword made of thousands of years of snow mountain cold iron has always been invincible, but when it hit Ye Cheng's fist, it felt sluggish like never before!