Chapter 150 (1/2)
Fu Liang felt wrong. He sent his scouts to patrol around dongque City, afraid that Dongyi people had any plot.
On the fourth day, the Dongyi people came again.
But this time, the monster army of Dongyi people did not attack, but stopped several kilometers away from dongkucheng.
There, beyond the range of crossbow shooting.
The city wall, people look at each other, do not know what the Dongyi people are doing.
At this time, a young man of Dongyi nationality, riding a fierce tiger, rushed forward a hundred meters, looked at dongkuicheng and cried, ”there must be many disciples of Xuanyuan sword sect among you? It's said that Xuanyuan sword sect is one of the five major sects in the scorching sun empire. Its experts are like clouds and their talents are like rain. Today, I'd like to see it. ”
”I Bach, 19 years old, now formally challenge the talents under 20 years old of Xuanyuan sword school. Who will fight against me?”
The sound was rolling around the room.
Tens of thousands of troops were stunned.
The Dongyi people did not come to attack the city, but sent a young man to challenge the genius of Xuanyuan sword school. What does this mean?
”Do the Dongyi people want to attack our morale with this move?”
Fu Liang frowned and pondered.
However, the Dongyi nationality had to accept this move.
The Dongyi people are just a small group with a population of only a few million. Compared with the scorching sun empire, we don't know how many times the difference is.
A small clan sent a young man to challenge the genius of Xuanyuan sword school, one of the five major sects of the scorching sun empire. If he did not respond to the challenge, the Dongyi people would certainly clamor that the Xuanyuan sword sect was afraid of them.
In this way, the morale will certainly be affected.
”Young Xia, do you have anyone to fight?”
Fu Liang said to the disciples of Xuanyuan sword sect.
”It's OK to go to war, but be careful to cheat!”
Many disciples of Xuanyuan sword sect are hesitant. If they go out of the city and attack in groups, won't they die?
The Dongyi people seemed to have guessed the people's idea. The monster army slowly retreated, and it had been retreating for ten miles before it stopped.
Such a long distance, even if we want to attack, it is enough for Xuanyuan sword sect disciples to escape back to dongque city.
”Younger martial brothers, who are you going to fight?”
In Xuanyuan sword school, a young man in his twenties asked.
The other Party pointed out that he was over the age of 20 to challenge him.
”Since the other side dares to fight, it is certain that its strength is not weak, so we should not be careless.”
Some people are more cautious.
”What kind of genius can a Dongyi nationality have? At 19 years old, it's amazing to be able to cultivate martial arts master Jiuchong.”
Some people disdain it.
At the age of 19, he trained to be a martial arts master Jiuchong. Even in Xuanyuan sword sect, he was a good genius.
For example, on the bronze list, many people are already 18 or 9 years old, and even some old disciples are in their twenties.
”I think it's better to be cautious, in case the other party is a big martial arts master?”
Some people are still cautious.
”The great martial arts master is very important. I will go to the first World War!”
In the white tiger courtyard, a tall young man drinks coldly. He jumps down from the wall and strides towards Bach, a young man of Dongyi nationality.
”It's Duanmu Yunfei. If you have him, you'll probably win!”
”Yes, it is said that Duanmu Yunfei almost broke into the bronze list at the beginning. He has a high talent. Now he is just 20 years old, and he has been a great martial arts master.”
The disciples of Xuanyuan sword sect are quite confident in Duanmu Yunfei.
Duanmu cloud flying very fast, not long, they came to Bach.
”Come down, let's fight!” Duanmu Yunfei drinks cold.
Bach a smile, jump off the tiger, and Duanmu Yunfei opposite.
”You go ahead, or you won't have a chance.”
Bach seemed very confident.
”Just barbarians, bedbug like things, dare to be arrogant in front of me, looking for death!”