At the competition ground, the people from Beichen Kingdom were already standing there waiting for Ye Qiqi.
Ye Qiqi walked directly between them, glanced around them, and then said in a clear voice: "Let's get started, you guys go first."
The few people turned their heads, you looked at me, I looked at you, and then they unceremoniously attacked Ye Qiqi at the same time.
The fighting was fierce in the martial arts arena here, but a follower from the Beichen Kingdom over there hurriedly ran to Zian Palace. As soon as he saw the envoy from the Beichen Kingdom, he left and knelt down on one knee and panted towards him: " Mr. Fang, I'm sorry, the emperor of Mo Kingdom found a master from somewhere. He just defeated two masters from Beichen Kingdom in the competition field. Now, the remaining masters are on the field together. Hit that guy.”
"Huh??" Fang Yingjie, the envoy of Beichen Kingdom, is an old man over fifty years old. Although he has thick eyebrows, big eyes and broad ears, for some reason, there is a cunning light in his eyes, "Master? This Are there any masters in Mo country?"
Fang Yingjie looked at the entourage with a disdainful expression, holding a tea cup in his hand, he slowly sat down on a chair in the room and said: "Besides, with so many people from Beichen Kingdom beating him at the same time, are we afraid that we won't be able to defeat him? "
"Master Fang, the situation in the competition field... It seems that our people really can't beat us!" The follower raised his head and looked at him with an anxious expression.
"What?" Fang Yingjie was slightly startled, looked at him with an incredulous expression on his face and said, "Is this true?"
"Seriously." The attendant nodded quickly.
"Let's go take a look." Fang Yingjie put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, and frowned at the follower.
"Yes." The entourage quickly stood up from the ground, then made a "please" gesture towards Fang Yingjie, and led him hurriedly towards the competition ground of Changyuan Hall.
When Fang Yingjie hurried to the competition ground with a few followers, Ye Qiqi happened to take care of all the masters.
On the ground in the center of the competition arena, there were several masters lying in a mess. They were all curled up and lying on the ground, shouting in pain.
"This... this is..." Fang Yingjie looked at the scene in front of him in shock, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Ye Qiqi.
The young man standing in the middle of the competition field was the one who defeated all the masters in their country?
It doesn’t quite look like it…
The young man looked very thin and very short. Among the masters in this game, none of them were a full head taller than her!
But all their masters from Beichen Kingdom were defeated?
Eunuch Su stood beside the emperor. When he caught sight of Fang Yingjie from the corner of his eye, he quickly leaned over and whispered in the emperor's ear: "Your Majesty, the envoy from Beichen Kingdom is here."
After hearing these words, the emperor turned his head and looked at Fang Yingjie standing at the edge of the competition arena with a shocked expression.
"Envoy Fang." The emperor smiled slightly, put his hands behind his back, and walked leisurely towards Fang Yingjie.
"Meet the Emperor!" After hearing the Emperor's voice, Fang Yingjie quickly clasped his hands and saluted him.
"Envoy Fang doesn't need to be polite." The emperor smiled and waved his hand towards him.