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Royal Palace.

Zhao Zhen pushed open the door and walked into the yard. Eunuch Chen put a piece of clothing on him.

Zhao Zhen looked at the roof in front of him, and saw Nangong Ji standing there.

Bao Zheng had already told Zhao Zhen of his plan for tonight in advance, and the shadow guards had already reported back and forth, the siege was over, and the four masters who were to be captured at the end were led outside the city of Kaifeng.In other words, Nangong Ji couldn't see anything standing on such a high roof at this time, but Nangong still stood there with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking into the distance.

Zhao Zhen waved lightly to Eunuch Chen.

Eunuch Chen withdrew with several young eunuchs.

Zhao Zhen took two steps forward, looked up at Nangong Ji who was focused on the roof, he couldn't run to watch the crowd compete, he couldn't leave the palace, or... he couldn't leave his side for half a step.

Compared with Zhan Zhao Bai Yutang and the others, Zhao Zhen inexplicably felt that Nangong was like a bird trapped in a cage, the kind that would not fly away even if the cage door was opened.

Zhao Zhen stood in a daze in the courtyard.

Nangong glanced back... He knew that Zhao Zhen had gone out just now, probably because he couldn't sleep at night and worried about the situation outside.But Zhao Zhen didn't speak, just stood so quietly, so he was curious and looked back.

Seeing that Zhao Zhen seemed to be looking at himself, Nangong came down from the roof and came to his side, "Your Majesty."

Zhao Zhen nodded and asked, "How's it going outside?"

"It's all drawn out of the city gate... I can feel different internal forces, and it should be ready to fight." Nangong pointed to the southeast and northwest, and accurately pointed out the locations of Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang, Zhao Pu, and Lin Yehuo.

Zhao Zhen was a little curious, "How do you know?"

Nangong said, "The four of them have different internal strengths, so it's easy to tell them apart."

Zhao Zhen found Zhang Shibeng to sit down and asked Nangong to explain to him in detail.

"Well, because they are all from famous families with unique kung fu, their inner strength is much deeper than that of ordinary people." Nangong said, "Bai Yutang's inner strength is the same as Tianzun's, which is cold. The emperor should have felt Tianzun's inner strength before. Pass."

Zhao Zhen nodded, "The night he killed Zhou Zanghai, it snowed heavily, and it was quiet and peaceful, even Xiangxiang stopped crying."

Nangong nodded, "Well, Bai Yutang has almost perfectly inherited Tianzun's internal strength. It is cold, but calm, and a unique skill from the top of Tianshan Mountain."

"What about Zhan Zhao?" Zhao Zhen asked.

"Comparatively speaking, Zhan Zhao's internal force is soft, similar to water."

Zhao Zhen rubbed his chin, "That's it... But Zhan Zhao's kung fu should come from Yinhou, right? With the name of Yinhou Demon King, why is the internal force so comfortable?"

Nangong smiled, and shook his head, "Your Majesty, a puddle of water may make people feel comfortable, but what about a pool of water, or a vast ocean? It won't make people feel comfortable."

Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yin Hou's internal force is quite special, coupled with the extraordinary talent inherited from their blood, that kind of internal force can be a soft and gentle feeling that moistens things, but when it comes violently, the person who is engulfed by the internal force It's like falling into the bottomless deep sea, the feeling of fear is incomparable."

Zhao Zhen touched his chin, "I see."

"Zhan Zhao once got angry once when he was standing in the army of the spider queen." Nangong said, "That kind of internal force is very intimidating, and the overwhelming feeling makes people breathless."

"Then what about Lin Yehuo?" Zhao Zhen was very curious, "He doesn't usually look like a master."

Nangong shook his head, "The internal strength of Hall Master Huofeng is blazing. The martial arts of the Western Regions is different from the martial arts of the Central Plains, and the geographical climate is also very different. It is a kind of martial arts that belongs to the vast desert. Master Wusha is the master of Taoism." An eminent monk, his internal strength relies on wisdom root and penetration. Don't look at Lin Yehuo who is usually out of tune, but without Buddha and wisdom root, it is impossible to learn Wusha's kung fu. His internal strength should be scorched by the scorching sun in the Western Regions The desert, or the compassionate eyes of the Buddha."

Zhao Zhen smiled, "The contrast with Lin Yehuo is not small."

"This is also an interesting point." Nangong also smiled, "Your Majesty, let's look at Master Wusha, Master Weichen and other eminent monks who have attained enlightenment with boundless Dharma. Isn't there a huge contrast in normal times?"

"That's true." Zhao Zhen nodded, "What about Uncle Jiu?"

Nangong asked Zhao Zhen, "Your Majesty grew up with the Ninth Prince, didn't you feel it?"

Zhao Zhen was in a daze, and said, "When I was young, I often saw him fight, but the most regrettable thing is that I didn't fight with him... I just heard about Uncle Jiu on the battlefield."

"The one on the battlefield is more of the Ninth Prince who is a warrior." Nangong had a different opinion, "Don't forget, the master of the prince is the white ghost Wang Yaochangtian who is as famous as the Tianzun Yinhou. I have heard the master say that , the White Ghost King is the only person in the world who came out of the Bingxu alive. He has the strongest and fiercest internal energy in the world, the internal energy of a storm. The prince has always fought less and more when he was young. Otherwise, he would not fight. If you want to fight, you can fight with a group, and if you are singled out, you can find the one with the greatest kung fu and the best kung fu... To sum up, the inner strength of the prince is a kind of madness."

After listening to Nangong, Zhao Zhen was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Do you envy them?"

Nangong was slightly taken aback, looking at Zhao Zhen.

"You are also a famous teacher." Zhao Zhen said, "If you live in the martial arts world, you should be an all-powerful figure in the rivers and lakes just like them."

Nangong was stunned for a long time, then suddenly smiled, Zhao Zhen rarely saw his smile like this.

Nangong scratched his head, "The emperor asked me why I was loyal, could it be because of this?"

Zhao Zhen raised his eyebrows, "Then I really don't understand why you stay here."

Nangong Ji shook his head lightly.

Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes, "Don't try to fool around by saying 'unexpected' like in the morning."

Nangong said, "I guess I will never know the answer in my whole life."

Zhao Zhen was surprised.

"Some things don't need a reason or answer at all." Nangong whispered.

Zhao Zhen looked at him.

Nangong looked at the roof where he was standing just now, "It's like why Zhan Zhao didn't inherit the Demon Palace but stayed in Kaifeng Mansion, Bai Yutang didn't inherit the Tianshan School but helped investigate the case, and the prince never thought of rebelling and becoming emperor."

Zhao Zhen was a little surprised. Nangong has always been introverted without any sharp edge. For the first time when he heard him speak, there was a kind of toughness in his tone.

"The emperor just needs to know that I am the same as them." Nangong lowered his voice, and after receiving Zhao Zhen's puzzled look, he said lightly, "No one can force me to do anything, I only do what I want You don’t need a reason for what you do, and you don’t need to give me an answer.”

While Zhao Zhen was in a daze, he heard Nangong suddenly say, "It's started..."

As Nangong's voice fell, Zhao Zhen suddenly felt that there seemed to be four completely different auras coming from all directions, and the peaceful night suddenly became restless... The whole night had a feeling of being torn apart by four completely different forces.

……

"What a strong inner strength!"

In the Miaomiao Building in Kaifeng Mansion, Master Bao and Grand Master Pang gathered to watch the excitement, and the Eighth Prince also came. Doro brought everyone to the roof, and felt the impact of four strong internal forces.

Mr. Bao heard Doro's emotion from talking to himself, and subconsciously looked around... At this time, there were a few steps on the room, and many shadow guards and masters were on the roof of Kaifeng City. They moved in unison and stood still , each looking in a certain direction with focused eyes.

The Eighth Prince asked Doro, "You seem very excited?"

Doro smiled faintly, "They are all the same age, but those people have reached a different realm. Tricks can be learned, but internal strength cannot be lazy. They work so hard!"

"Will you win?" Master Bao didn't understand martial arts, he was just worried.

"Of course we must win." Doro said, "The gamble is on the reputation of their master, how could they lose!"

……

As soon as Duo Luo finished speaking, he heard a loud "boom" from four directions almost at the same time. Zhao Pu, Zhan Zhao, Lin Yehuo and Bai Yutang didn't use their weapons in the first move, and sent the four masters one by one. Heartwarming, of course... Zhan Zhao still kicked his face.

The four masters flew out at the same time, but these people were not ordinary people, they withdrew their inner strength to hold the inner strength caught in the flying kick by the four of them, and turned the inner strength to the front with a palm of their hand...

Then, there was a loud bang.

Amidst the dust, Zhan Zhao, Bai Yutang, Lin Yehuo, and Zhao Pu raised their eyebrows slightly—oh, this level of internal strength.

On the top of the city tower, several old people knew it well—is the first move to test internal strength?good.

And the four masters who blocked the kick of the four people used [-]% to [-]% of their internal energy to protect their heart veins, so they were not injured by the shock. At the same time, they felt suspicious-how much internal energy did these young people use?

Xiao Liangzi came a step late because he was in the wrong direction, and when Zhao Pu kicked him, he just flew up the stairs, and when he saw the kick, he jumped up, "Fat monk, surrender! Your internal strength is not half of my master's! "

Zhao Pu raised his eyebrows, with a gratified expression on his face.

The fourth son asked Xiao Liang curiously, "Little Liang son, how did you see this?"

Xiao Liang thought for a while, "Well, I can probably see it! It depends on the feeling!"

Both Long Qiaoguang and Ouyang Shaozheng were surprised. Xiao Liang had indeed started to practice his internal skills recently, but he had only been practicing for a short time, and he could already understand it. Is it by feeling?Simply brilliant.

Granny Heishui stretched out her hand and patted Xiao Liangzi, who was taller than her, on the back of the head, "As expected of Zhao Pu's apprentice."

At the gate of the city, after the fat monk stabilized his footsteps, he flew up, using [-]% of his internal energy, and rushed towards Zhao Pu, but... when he fell into the air, he slapped his hands behind his back... a long silver stick He was pulled out... He didn't hit Zhao Pu's new pavilion head-on, but twisted his body in the air and slashed Zhao Pu's ribs diagonally.

The corner of Zhao Pu's mouth was raised a little, Xin Tinghou had changed his move long ago, and swiped the knife... He was right on the stick that hit his ribs...

The Ninth Prince took a step with his left foot, bowed and waved his arms, and Xin Tinghou raised with a strong internal force.

Everyone heard a "bang"... after the stick hit Xintinghou, it flew out of Jin Toutuo's hand... and flew straight to the direction of the tower.

Xiao Liangzi jumped up and caught the stick thicker than his arm.

Everyone saw him holding the stick in his little hand and spinning it twice above his head, then he threw the stick back with one hand, and said, "Give it back to you!"

The monk frowned, and stretched out his hand to catch the oncoming stick, but the stick whizzed straight with the sound of the wind, the strength and speed were terrifying.

The moment the monk picked it up, he hesitated, and when he subconsciously withdrew his hand, he heard another loud "bang"... The stick hit his feet, smashing a hole in the boss, and the stick was bent into an angled shape.

Jin Toutuo was dumbfounded for a moment, and looked up at Xiao Liangzi in amazement, thinking that this kid is Zhao Pu's apprentice?His internal strength is so high, so how high is Zhao Pu's internal strength?Besides, how is it possible?How could a child of seven or eight years old have such high internal strength?

The fourth son also held his face to look at Xiao Liangzi, then clapped his hands, "Xiao Liangzi is so amazing!"

Ouyang Shaozheng and Long Qiaoguang looked at each other, and looked at Xiao Liangzi together - of course Xiao Liang didn't have this kind of internal strength, that internal strength was "lend" to him by Zhao Pu.

The internal force of Zhao Pu's slashing knife is to let go, while the change of the upward swing is to retract, in other words... this stick flies to the top of the tower, even if Xiao Liangzi doesn't catch it, it will still come back after two circles. Fly back and hit the monk.This is entirely Zhao Pu's internal strength, of course the monk can't handle it.

But Xiao Liangzi grasped the timing and strength just right when he stretched out his hand to catch the stick and spun around at the same time, even if he made a mistake, he might be injured!

Long Qiaoguang and Ouyang Shaozheng opened their mouths wide.

Granny Heishui smiled slightly—Yin Hou and Tianzun should be very unconvinced, because besides accepting a good apprentice, that bastard Yao Changtian got a promising disciple earlier than them.

In the night wind, Granny Heishui suddenly sighed with emotion - Sure enough, no matter what kind of reincarnation this generation goes through, there will always be more and more powerful people coming out, and those who are endless are the real martial arts, and they are all old. up...

The monk was obviously also taken aback by Zhao Pu's move, and stood there looking at the bent stick.

Xiao Liangzi squatted like a puppy on a protruding rain gutter on the top of the tower. The rain gutter was made of bamboo, a thin piece. This was what Lin Yehuo would do all the year round.

Everyone couldn't laugh or cry—sure enough, after following Turkey for so many years, it wasn't for nothing.

……

"Ah..."

Lin Yehuo on the other end sneezed suddenly.

The woman opposite him looked a bit different from what he had imagined, so Huofeng really didn't hit hard.

The woman in front of her was in her 40s, ordinary in appearance, and wearing ordinary cloth clothes, with an honest face, which was far from the image of the villains Lin Yehuo had encountered in recent years.Huofeng felt that to destroy the Three Views, shouldn't all female devils these days be like monsters?How do you look at the form of an honest and kind woman?

Hong Toutuo patted the dust off his body, and looked at Lin Yehuo with pitiful eyes, "Let me live!"

Lin Yehuo blinked——Emma, ​​is this the number?

Hong Toutuo fell to his knees and begged Lin Yehuo, "I was forced..."

Lin Yehuo also squatted down, like a puppy, squatting opposite the woman, and said to her, "I said... Auntie."

Hong Toutuo looked up at him.

Lin Yehuo pointed to her hand behind her back, "That hidden weapon of yours smells a bit...how many days has it been soaked in poison?"

As Lin Yehuo's words fell, the honest woman had an extremely uncoordinated ferocious expression on her face, and her eyes became dark...

"Is this the real face?" Huofeng smiled clearly, "That's right, how can you deceive people by looking dishonest?"

After finishing speaking, Lin Yehuo stood up and drew out the Potian Sword, "That's fine...you're not so bad, how can I be sorry for you, I don't sleep on beauty sleep, I stay up all night to clean you up."