Into Xuancheng Xianxian, From Not Being A Son-In-Law

Chapter 163 Young Master Ye

Under the cold gaze of the man with two swords, Agula snorted and did not make any more moves after all, using the strength of the medicine to dissolve the strength that had penetrated into his arms.

The horse's head was seriously injured, but his consciousness survived. Instead of passing out, he stood up staggeringly, walked down the ring with heavy steps, and rubbed shoulders with the person who replaced him on the ring. Obsolete, ear reminder.

"Ye Shaoxia, be careful...the body of this desert warrior, ahem...has witch power and spells."

"Thank you, Brother Ma, for reminding me, do you need me to help you down?"

"No, you're ready to draw the knife, it's just that you were almost beaten to death, it's not like you haven't done it before, and you won't be unable to walk..."

The one-foot-high arena, when the horse stepped up it was like walking on the ground, but now he staggered a bit when he jumped off, and then the First Prince's attendant explained his purpose and invited him to a temporary shed near the arena.

Cao Jian, who played a turn at the ghost gate, is also here.

In addition to the doctor who saved Cao Jian's life from the nearest medical clinic, there are now several famous doctors who are quite prestigious in the capital, as well as a royal doctor who just rushed over from the imperial medical clinic. medical.

This is naturally the work of that eldest prince.

Although he lost two games in a row, he didn't show disappointment or anger, he just sighed, and then commanded his attendants earnestly.

"Although they lost, those who can stand in the ring are all people with lofty ideals from Dayan."

"They are shedding blood for Dayan."

"Go and tell Doctor Huang to use the best medicine, and don't be stingy..."

It can be seen that the first prince's good reputation among the people did not come out of thin air.

The eldest prince showed benevolence, but Zhang Shoufu didn't seem to notice it, neither approving nor annoyed, Qin Gaoxuan, the commander of the Xuanyi guard, appeared out of nowhere, and whispered to the old man who was an extremely human minister, that he had just a little Responding, he glanced at the high priest not far away, and nodded slightly.

"...It is really enviable that the people of the desert can have the blessings of the gods, but after the desert becomes the vassal state of Dayan, let the Changshengtian also give a gift to the people of Dayan, their Changshengtian should not Will you refuse?"

"This...subordinates don't know."

"Since I don't know, I have to try it even more in the future. Don't I know everything after I try it?"

On the ring.

The young man Da Yan, who wore two knives at his waist, looked directly at Agula, who had won two games in a row.

His eyes are as cold as iron.

"Dayan Ye Yikui, Qianlong twenty-six, come here to learn martial arts in the desert, please!"

A word of please came out of his mouth.

Agula stood on the spot and took a stance, not rushing over.

"Aren't you coming? That's fine, then I'll go over."

Pulling out the two sabers, two piercing killing intent burst out from the scabbard and slashed towards Agula.

The Yellow Sand Curse was able to win by surprise, but under some precautions, it was not enough to block the edge of the double knives. Agula, who was already injured, soon suffered several new injuries.

In the final winner, Agula used the Yellow Sand Curse to try to captivate Ye Yikui's eyes, but under the disturbance of the yellow sand, Ye Yikui just closed his eyes, and the saber movement was not in the slightest disorder.

A streak of blood was cut cleanly.

The blood light spread from Agula's left shoulder to his right waist.

Flesh was ripped apart, blood spilled on the ring.

The victory and defeat have been divided.

"Good! You won beautifully!"

"Ye Shaoxia's Saber Technique is really pleasing to the eye."

"This is a breath of bad breath. Let's see if these desert people still dare to be arrogant..."

The spectators under the ring did not hesitate to applaud and applaud. Among them, there was a delicate girl with emerald green beads looking at the back of the young hero who was attracting much attention. The love in her eyes was so strong that it seemed like she was about to shed. Come out, full of joy.

"Miss, is Shaoxia Ye so powerful?"

Hearing the maids around her say this, the delicate girl is both shy and full of pride.

"Could it be possible that Mr. Ruyi Scepter, the husband your young lady likes, is a common man?"

"My father and the others look down upon Ye Lang because of his background, but I believe that Ye Lang is a real man in this world. Sooner or later, he will make great achievements that will impress my father and the others..."

In the ring, Ye Yikui, who had won a match, brushed the yellow sand off his face and opened his eyes, without even looking at Agula who was covered in blood.

His eyes as sharp as a blade looked at the desert man under the ring.

"Which one of you will come next?"

Aleph snorted coldly under the ring, and had the urge to rush to the ring and destroy Ye Yikui, but it was still far from the time for him to step onto the ring.

He could only endure it.

Another desert man walked towards the ring.

At the same time, the long staff used by the high priest to drive hit the ground. Agula, who was almost cut into pieces by a knife, disappeared from the ring and appeared on the ground where the long staff had struck.

Moreover, the stab wound that traversed the body also healed at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye.

The scab solidifies and new flesh grows, in the blink of an eye.

However, the price was that Agula's face became three points paler, and even after the external injuries healed, he still suffered from internal injuries, but he immediately regained some strength.

He knelt before his compatriots, full of remorse.

"Sorry, I……"

The senior brother of the temple, Amul, helped Agula, wiped the yellow sand from his face, shook his head and said softly: "There is nothing to be sorry for. You have done your best to be worthy of yourself and us."

Aleph crossed his arms across his chest, nodded, and said proudly: "This is not your battle alone, just leave the rest to us..."

The second person sent from the desert is called Hada, and Qianlong's ranking is not as good as Agula.

Only ranked forty-third.

But he was not a martial artist, but a wizard, who was also blessed by the manifestation of the Immortal Heaven.

The gift of immortality allows a warrior to have witchcraft power, and in an eighth-level wizard, the witchcraft power further increases, approaching the level of the seventh-level wizard.

Moreover, Agula practiced Martial Dao after all, and his skills were all honed on his fists and feet. His use of witchcraft power was actually only superficial.

But Ada practices witchcraft, and he is a disciple of the Changsheng Temple.

In the fourth stage of the arena, Ye Yikui slashed out with two swords, and the sword light was still sharp. Ada on the opposite side clapped his hands, and his magic power was activated into a spell. His hands seemed to have grabbed something, and he suddenly sprayed it out.

Large areas of yellow sand were spilled.

Immediately afterwards, an unknown wind blew up yellow sand and enveloped the entire arena.

The same is the Yellow Sand Curse.

In Agula's hands, it was just yellow sand that was surprisingly protective, but in Ada's hands, it was filled with wind and sand.

Ye Yikui's vision was blocked in the wind and sand.

Moreover, although these yellow sands were fine but sharp, hitting him all the time, they were wearing away the energy and blood he used to protect his body. He clearly judged that this battle could not be dragged out.

But how could Ada let him win quickly?

In the dust, it is the home ground of the desert people.