In the evening.
In the martial arts training ground outside the Chongming Palace of the Imperial Palace, two warriors were sparring with each other on the martial arts stage.
The stands next to it were full of people.
In addition to the emperor, royal family members and ministers, there were also people from the five major sects, princes from the five kingdoms and others.
Even the Queen Mother and the eldest princess came out from behind the gauze curtains.
All countries are martial, and Dayan is no exception.
Although Dayan has attached more and more importance to scholars in recent years, it still focuses on the training of warriors.
In previous years’ Taikang Banquet, the martial arts competition has always been the most exciting part.
This year's competition should be even more exciting.
Because this year, the five countries including Da Mengbadan came with their own political purposes and they will definitely show their strongest strength to demonstrate themselves.
at the same time.
Under the leadership of Linghu Qingzhu, Luo Qingzhou entered the palace unimpeded.
The two of them came to the martial arts training ground and stood quietly behind the people of Lingxiao Sect.
Fairy Zixia looked back, smiled slightly, and said, "Fei Yang, you are here."
Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Yes, Master."
Fairy Zixia smiled and said, "Remember to perform well later. If you perform well, you may not have to marry the Saint of Xianyun Pavilion... Maybe you can marry the eldest princess directly."
Luo Qingzhou said: "..."
Linghu Qingzhu raised his head and looked at the figure in a fiery red dress in the crowd opposite him.
At this time, the competition on the martial arts stage had already been decided.
Batu, the first warrior of the Mongol Empire, won the victory.
Of course, the first few competitions were all intended to liven up the atmosphere and add some fun.
The real fun is yet to come.
Nangong Yang praised him, gave him a glass of wine, gave out the reward, and then talked about today's business.
"I know that the princes have come from afar to our Great Yan not only to congratulate our Great Yan event, but also to form a brother country with our Great Yan. I have received the thoughts brought by the princes, and I am deeply gratified..."
After saying these high-sounding words, he added: "However, the matter of marriage is no small matter. Although I am the ruler of a country, I cannot make a decision casually. This matter requires the Queen Mother, me, the court officials, and my sister to discuss together before a choice can be made..."
"Our Great Yan was founded on military power, and all other countries also value the use of force, so today we will determine the number of participants through a martial arts competition, and then we will discuss and decide together..."
Before he could finish, Prince Gray of the Great Mongol Empire immediately stood up and said, "Your Majesty, besides our Great Mongol, Badan, and the Beicang Kingdom, are there any other people competing with us for the eldest princess?"
These words were extremely vulgar and impolite. The members of the Great Yan royal family and those ministers all showed displeasure on their faces. However, thinking that this was just the character of this guy, they could only let it go.
Nangong Yang smiled and said, "My sister doesn't have to marry outside the country. She can also recruit a prince consort in my Great Yan. The five major sects in my Great Yan should all be interested in this matter. Therefore, the three princes need to compete with them."
At this time, an old monk from Jinchan Temple stood up, put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Your Majesty, we from Jinchan Temple are only here to attend the feast today, and we are not interested in other things."
As soon as the words fell, the Taoist Yunshang of Qingyun Temple also stood up and said, "Your Majesty, my Qingyun Temple is the same."
Luo Shang of Xianyun Pavilion also said, "Your Majesty, our Xianyun Pavilion has no intention in this regard either."
The smile on Nangong Yang's face froze slightly.
At this time, everyone's eyes turned to the remaining two sects.
There was silence for a moment.
Ma Chenzi, the head of Huashan Sect, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, we in Huashan Sect naturally don't dare to hope for such a good thing. But my eldest disciple Lin Yuan seems to have a special liking for the young princess of Nangong Junwang Mansion, and I hope Your Majesty can help to make some connections."
Nangong Yang smiled upon hearing this and said, "I will naturally help you with this kind of good thing. But the specific results will depend on your own abilities. After all, my Thirteenth Uncle only has those two precious daughters, and you have to satisfy him."
Ma Chenzi said respectfully: "Of course."
After saying that, he sat down and glanced at the young man behind him.
The young man smiled and looked once again at the slim figure among the royal family members opposite him.
Nangong Yang looked at Fairy Zixia of Lingxiao Sect again and said with a smile: "Fairy Zixia, are you disciples of Lingxiao Sect willing to spar with the princes?"
Fairy Zixia said calmly: "Since other sects are unwilling, then my Lingxiao Sect will naturally take on this responsibility. Otherwise, people will think that my Great Yan has no one."
Nangong Yang said with approval: "Okay."
Just as he was about to speak, Prince Gray of the Great Mongol Empire could no longer hold back and jumped onto the martial arts stage. He looked down upon everyone and said menacingly, "Whoever wants to compete with me for the position of the princess, come on! My fist is ready!"
Prince Lamore of Badan was not willing to be outdone. He jumped up in a flash, his golden hair flying behind him, and sneered, "Gray, my fist has been prepared for you!"
Strong winds swirled around the two men, and their robes fluttered. They were both at the level of great martial artists.
Although they are both at the initial stage, given their status, position and background, there are really few people in the world who are more qualified to compete than them.
Nangong Yang quickly advised: "When the two princes are fighting, remember to stop at a certain point and don't hurt the harmony."
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them started fighting.
Gray is a big man with a beard on his face. His hair is tied into many braids and he wears a colorful hat on his head. His fists are very powerful and every time he punches, it is like a tidal wave that makes the air rumble.
Lamore had blond hair, blue eyes, a high nose bridge, a slender figure, and was wearing a brightly colored robe with a slanted collar. He was extremely agile in his movements, first blocking and evading, but not attacking.
After enduring the opponent's first wave of fierce attacks, he immediately began to counterattack.
He specialized not only in fists but also in leg techniques, and with a sweep of his leg, an ear-piercing whistling sound suddenly filled the air.
The two fought back and forth for nearly half an hour, but there was still no winner.
Nangong Yang watched for a while with a smile on his face, then turned his head and looked behind him and asked, "Royal sister, who do you think will win?"
Nangong Huoyue and the Queen Mother were both sitting behind the curtains. They heard this but did not answer.
Nangong Yang smiled and suddenly asked, "What did the emperor sister talk about with Luo Qing in the back garden just now? Why didn't Luo Qing come to watch the martial arts competition and just left the palace?"
Nangong Huoyue said calmly: "Just ask him yourself."
Nangong Yang smiled and said, "Of course I will ask."
At this time, the Queen Mother suddenly said, "Huoyue, do you like any of these people?"
Nangong Huoyue said with a cold expression, "No."
The Queen Mother sighed softly and said, "Just choose one."
"boom!"
At this time, the competition on the stage finally decided the winner.
Prince Lamor of Badan was knocked off the martial arts stage by a punch. Although he was not seriously injured, he was in a miserable state.
Gray stood on the martial arts stage, feeling extremely proud and laughing.
Nangong Yang immediately smiled and said, "It seems that Prince Gray won this round."
Gray immediately cupped his hands and asked, "Your Majesty, if I win another game, can I meet the princess first? I, Dameng, came here with full sincerity this time, and I hope Your Majesty can show some sincerity as well."
Nangong Yang smiled and said, "Since Prince Gray is so impatient, I can't refuse anymore. If the prince can win another game, I will arrange for you to meet the royal sister."
Gray immediately said happily: "Great! With your Majesty's words, I will fight hard in the second round!"
After that, he looked down at the audience with an arrogant gaze and shouted, "Who else dares to come up and fight? This time, I will not show mercy like I did just now!"
The prince of Beicang sneered and did not respond.
He didn't seem willing to go up now.
At this time, a person suddenly walked out from behind the princess and said, "Yueying is willing to fight on behalf of Your Highness! I hope Your Highness agrees!"
The eldest princess did not speak.
Nangong Yang looked back and said with a faint smile: "Miss Yueying, I hope you can understand your own identity. You are a servant and you are not qualified to go on stage to fight against Prince Grey."
Yueying seemed not to have heard his words, and bowed her head and said respectfully: "Your Highness, I am willing to fight!"
A cold light flashed in Nangong Yang's eyes.
At this time, Nangong Huoyue said calmly: "Yueying, please step back. I will do it myself."
After saying that, she stood up, and without knowing when, she had put on a red mask on her face.
The red dress fluttered in the evening breeze.
Nangong Yang's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "It will be even more exciting if the royal sister fights in person. I haven't seen the royal sister fight in person for a long time. I wonder what level the royal sister has reached now. I will definitely feast my eyes today."
Gray saw this scene and said excitedly, "The Princess is coming in person? Hahaha, I would be honored!"
But at this moment, a figure suddenly leaped up and landed on the stage, saying, "Your Highness, please sit down. My Great Yan is not without men, so how can I let a woman like Your Highness fight? Moreover, I will do the job for you to deal with such a rough guy. There is no need to dirty Your Highness's hands."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked over.
Suddenly, a tall young man in black robe appeared on the martial arts stage.
The young man looked ordinary, but he had a very special temperament that was hard to describe. Even when standing next to Prince Grey, he seemed even more extraordinary.
"Who is this person? Why have I never seen him before?"
Many people were confused.
Nangong Yang took a look and frowned. Just as he was about to ask, the great elder of Lingxiao Sect suddenly stood up and said, "His name is Chu Feiyang, and he is the only disciple taught by the Sect Master of Lingxiao Sect."
When these words were spoken, everyone was secretly surprised.
The direct disciple of the Lingxiao Sect's leader? And the only one!
This identity is self-evident.
This is equivalent to the crown prince of a country. If nothing unexpected happens, he may even become the next suzerain.
When Nangong Yang heard the name, his eyes sparkled.
He originally only knew that Chu Feiyang was extraordinary and had a bright future in Lingxiao Sect, but he never expected that he was actually the only disciple of Fairy Zixia.
In this case, it would be even more worthy for him to win over...
"It turned out to be Master Chu."
Nangong Yang said with a smile on his face: "I have heard of Master Chu's great name for a long time. I heard that Master Chu performed brilliantly in this Lingxiao preliminary examination. However, I never thought that Master Chu was actually the beloved disciple of Fairy Zixia. So, Master Chu is here today for my sister, right?"
At this time, Nangong Huoyue's eyes were also looking at the young man on the stage.
Luo Qingzhou paused and said, "Yes."
Then he added, "But I came here only to make these people give up their wishful thinking, not to fight for the eldest princess."
Nangong Yang frowned slightly and said, "Oh?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at the fiery figure behind the curtain and said with a bow, "The princess is the goddess of our Great Yan Empire. She is the goddess in the hearts of the people of Great Yan Empire and the national treasure of our Great Yan Empire! How can she be married to an outsider casually? Her life cannot be decided in this way! This is a humiliation for the princess and a shame for the people of Great Yan Empire!"
"I think that the eldest princess should choose her ideal husband herself, even if he is not the best in the world, instead of having her passively accept him in this way. I and the millions of people of Dayan will never accept this!"
"So, today I came up to make it clear to these people and the whole world that not everyone is qualified to marry the goddess of our Great Yan! Unless you are the best in the world, unless the princess herself is willing! Otherwise, no matter who comes, I, Chu Feiyang, will not spare him with my fists!"
After Kang finished speaking these passionate words, the place suddenly fell silent.
Everyone looked at him with different expressions.
Behind the curtain, the red figure was looking at him quietly.
At this time, Prince Gray, who was standing opposite him, sneered and shouted, "Boy, you are so arrogant! You..."
"boom!"
Before he could finish his words, there was a sudden loud bang, deafening!
Luo Qingzhou punched him and sent him flying.