Quickly wear! Bind to the scumbag transformation system

The sword in Yan Kuan's hand seemed to be nothing, as if he was holding a leek.

He kept kicking Cui Jue's butt with great force, causing Cui Jue to grimace in pain, but he was too embarrassed to cry out in pain.

He could only dodge continuously and had no power to fight back.

"You, stop kicking"

Yan Kuan ignored him, as if Cui Jue had a grudge against him. Every time Cui Jue fell to the ground and changed his angle, he would just struggle to stand up and be kicked in the butt by Yan Kuan again, and then roll on the ground.

The judges in the arena, the participating warriors, and the people outside the arena were watching with great interest, and they laughed out loud at Cui Jue's expression and miserable appearance.

“Hey! Did you see that? This Yan Kuan is not an ordinary warrior. Although I don’t know why he keeps kicking Cui Jue’s butt, his movement is quite peculiar, and his chassis is extremely stable, and he has been suppressing Cui Jue.”

"Yes, you see, Cui Jue was suppressed by him and couldn't even use his sword skills. He was just passively kicked."

"Haha, you all know what's going on. I just find it too funny. Cui Jue deserves it. He insisted on signing a life and death agreement. Now that the time is up, he can only keep getting kicked."

The event was simply wonderful and contributed to the biggest highlight of the day.

The people's shouting and laughter made Cui Jue so angry that he suddenly threw himself forward and avoided Yan Kuan's attack.

He rolled on the ground, turned around and used the Star Dance move to dance the knife out of light and shadow, then knelt on the ground and turned three times to chop at Yan Kuan's lower body.

"Wow......"

The people were all excited, and even several judges stood up, staring at this wonderful move intently.

"Amazing! The blade is heavy to begin with. To be able to wield this sword so quickly, it must have taken years of hard training."

"But isn't this move too vicious? If Yan Kuan doesn't dodge it in time, then he will have no descendants."

That’s right, Cui Jue had this purpose in mind. Yan Kuan had gone too far and humiliated him in front of so many people, so he would make him a eunuch, neither male nor female, to repay him for the humiliation he had suffered today.

Yan Kuan didn't expect that the cornered bird eggs would peck people. It was quite interesting.

However, it was Cui Jue's bad luck to meet him.

As he said this, he not only did not dodge, but instead, to everyone's surprise, he leaped up and kicked three times in the air, each of which landed heavily on Cui Jue's chest, kicking him directly off the stage.

The people cheered loudly and kept calling out Yan Kuan's name.

"Strictly lenient, strictly lenient, strictly lenient..."

There was thunderous applause outside the venue, and for a moment several judges thought that this was not a martial arts championship competition, but some kind of martial arts competition.

Cui Jue fell outside the field, knelt on the ground in a very embarrassed manner and spit out blood.

Some of the judges knew the identity of Cui Jue and that he was the son of Cui Hao, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and they quickly stepped forward and said:

"The game is over, Yan Kuan wins"

After the people's cheers died down, Yan Kuan looked at the judges who came out to speak with interest:

"Is it time?"

The judge didn't understand, looked at the burning incense, and said, "Not yet."

"Oh!"

After asking, Yan Kuan turned around and kicked Cui Jue on the butt again, causing him to fall to the ground with blood spitting out.

The whole audience was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, this is so funny. This competition is both exciting and hilarious."

"Yeah, you see Cui Jue was almost fainting, but now he had to grit his teeth and keep running in order to avoid embarrassment."

The judges on the stage finally understood what Yan Kuan meant. They wanted to stop him, but they couldn't break the rules, so they could only watch the farce on the stage.

Yan Kuan didn't use much force anymore. Instead, he seemed to be teasing Cui Jue. As soon as he stood up, he kicked him on the butt and followed him around in circles on the court.

His life is no longer in danger, but the Minister of Revenue has lost face. What would happen if Cui Hao was present?

The judge wiped his sweat and turned to look at the prime minister, wanting to see if he would ask him to stop.

But this sight almost gave him a heart attack.

The Prime Minister, who was usually calm and never showed his emotions, now had a dark face and his eyes were so deep that water seemed to drip out of them.

Wei Ran had long wanted to become invisible. Ever since Yan Kuan started kicking Cui Jue's butt, the air around his prime minister suddenly turned cold.

It was a nice autumn day, but he felt like it was about to snow and was shivering with cold.

After calming himself down, Wei Ran spoke carefully:

"This Yan Kuan is really courting death. It is impossible that he has not heard that Cui Jue is the son of the Minister of Revenue. How dare he humiliate him like this?"

Xie Lian’s slender hands, which were holding onto the openwork Kirin-carved chair, had lost their color from clenching them tightly. After a long while, he spoke silently:

"Is it humiliating to get your ass kicked?"

Wei Ran was stunned, pondering the Prime Minister's words. Was he saying that Yan Kuan kicked well or poorly?

As the Prime Minister's confidant and most trusted person, this was the first time he found it so difficult to speak.

Seeing the Prime Minister's icy eyes shooting at him, Wei Ran's heart trembled, and he quickly lowered his head and said:

"Humiliation, of course it's humiliating. Who would do such a thing except for the closest people? Spanking someone's butt."

Only a reckless man like Yan Kuan could do such a thing, and in public.

Wei Ran looked at Yan Kuan's figure in the field angrily. What a troublemaker he was. Cui Hao was the most vengeful person. This time he treated Cui Jue like this. If Cui Hao knew about it later, he would definitely not forgive him.

Only the closest people can fight... Xie Lian brainstormed for a moment.

The hands that were holding the chair slowly loosened.

After a while, his mind became clear, his face turned dark and red, he looked at Wei Ran sinisterly, and said in a cold voice:

"After returning, you will be punished with a hundred lashes in the confinement room."

It was like a bolt from the blue, shocking Wei Ran.

I didn't dare to complain, so I just said "yes"

At this time, the judges looked at the incense stick and finally shouted excitedly: "Time is up!"

I pulled my collar and shook it a few times, and the sweat on my body didn't feel so sticky.

God knows he usually goes out to blow it with others, he does it three times a night, one stick of incense each time. This is the first time he wishes the stick of incense could be shorter, even shorter.

Seeing Cui Jue was exhausted and lying on the ground with his hands covering his buttocks, the judges announced loudly on the spot:

"The first place in this martial arts champion competition is Yan Kuan from Hezhou, the second place is Cui Jue from Beijing, and the third place is Chen Kuang from Weizhou."

"Three days later, the palace examination will be held on national policy."

After the announcement, several judges stood up and bowed to Xie Lian: "Prime Minister, do you have any further instructions?"

Xie Lian waved his sleeves, and everyone left the training ground in an orderly manner.

It was already evening and the sky was full of red clouds.

Cui Jue had already been taken back to the mansion by servants, and the people had also gone back to prepare dinner.

For a moment, the autumn wind was howling in the stadium, and only Xie Lian, Wei Ran and Yan Kuan were left in the stands.

this......

He isn't waiting for me!

Yan Kuan had already vented most of his anger towards Xie Lian in the previous match. At this moment, Yan Kuan had a clear mind. The man in front of him was the Prime Minister of Dayue, a man who could decide life or death with just a single word.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through my mind, and in the end, I had no choice but to walk onto the stage.