"You're not going to let me participate in a martial arts contest to recruit relatives, help you get rid of all those guys. Shang Zhengyu shook his head again and again: "Not to mention whether I can do it, even if I can, I can't get into this ring." ”

The hope in Nalan Shu's eyes suddenly turned into disappointment. Although he clearly knew in his heart that it was impossible for Shang Zhengyu to go on stage to fight, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed when he heard that he said it in person.

Shang Zhengyu looked at Nalan Shu like this, and immediately said: "Or, you let Xiao Cheng come to power?" I think he should have reached the peak of the situation, and he is only one step away from being able to condense his true intentions, and he should be foolproof if he makes a move." ”

"Of course I've looked for Senior Brother, but ......," Nalan Shu said and involuntarily pursed her lips.

Shang Zhengyu suddenly understood: "Did you just open your mouth, and Senior Brother also confessed his heart to you like my Dongfang Brother? And he made a bold statement to win the crown and marry you in a dignified manner?"

Nalan Shu suddenly raised her head and looked at Shang Zhengyu, with an expression of "how do you know" on her face.

Shang Zhengyu chuckled: "No wonder I always felt that Xiao Cheng's gaze was a little wrong that day, it turned out to be because of this." ”

For a while, the atmosphere in the room was a little depressing, Shang Zhengyu didn't speak anymore, and Nalan Shu was also in a depressed mood.

After a long time, Nalan Shu finally sighed as if appointed, and said unwillingly: "Since Brother Shang has no choice, then maybe there is really no way, Nalan will return to the palace and wait for his father to decide." The competition is scheduled for three days later, and Brother Shang must come to see me at that time. ”

Nalan Shu said all this in one breath and went straight to the door, without stopping all the way, turning into a phantom and flying away, no longer having the joy he had when he first came.

On the third day, perhaps because he was going to hold a contest to recruit his daughter, or maybe he had other plans, Shang Zhengyu did not wait for the summons of the lord of the Snow Cloud Country. Although he cheekily asked the officials of the post house to send another letter, there was still no news.

Today is the day of the martial arts competition, and the original street vendors have poured outside the gate of the imperial city where the martial arts arena is located. Shang Zhengyu, Ziqi and Wan Yanjing also followed the flow of people here.

It's really crowded, and even the rooftops are full of people.

Shang Zhengyu wore a Central Plains face, and naturally looked at him more, and some even implied faint hostility, Shang Zhengyu smiled, maybe these guys thought that they would also come to power, so they were like this.

"Brother Shang, come here!"

Chen Fatzi occupied a good place early, this is the roof of a restaurant close to the ring, the location can be described as excellent, if you don't have a little strength, you really can't stand this place.

"Fat Chen, why didn't you say that you still have friends,

There aren't that many places here. ”

A strong man who was half a head taller than Fat Man Chen saw Shang Zhengyu and the three of them coming out of the crowd, and immediately complained to Fat Chen, and his words were quite polite.

However, when Shang Zhengyu walked in, the strong man's face suddenly changed: "Central Plains people, you were the one who won Tian Ying a few days ago?"

"If you're talking about that Tian Ying, unfortunately, it's exactly what you did. Shang Zhengyu also saw that Chen Fatzi was actually under great pressure to stand on this treasure land for them, so he simply wrapped everything on himself, and arched his hand: "I asked Brother Chen to help us find a place, but I didn't expect it to be here, if there is any offense, please forgive me." ”

"If you can beat Tian Ying, you may be standing here. "On a snowy day, this strong man is only wearing a leather vest on his upper body, revealing a large solid muscle, and his blood is far beyond ordinary people.

Since you want to stay here, you have to have the corresponding strength, Shang Zhengyu and the three of them each exuded a momentum, and immediately suppressed several people around them.

The crowd below was still looking for a place to watch, but the sides of the ring were already lively, only to see rows of Sky City guards with spears in front of the road, behind the banners and swords, a huge golden carriage slowly marching towards the place where the ring was.

There is no one else who can have such a battle in Cloud City except Nalan Tuo, the lord of the Snow Cloud Country.

Sure enough, Nalantuo stepped out of the curtain first, and rose into the air under the attention of everyone, and the void took three steps, spanning ten zhang in one step!

Snow Sword Nalan Tuo is indeed one of the four swords, and this kind of cultivation is no less than Yan Zhendao.

Shang Zhengyu secretly said in his heart, now that night in Yanjing, he saw Yan Zhendao coming in the air, and he couldn't see any mystery except for being shocked. Now he can already see something from Naranto, although it is only a little, but he is still young, and the future is still promising!

Two more people walked down from the carriage, it was the queen Nalan clan and the princess Nalan Shu. Nalan Shu helped her grandmother to climb the stairs slowly, and sat on the left and right sides of Nalan Tuo. Nalan Shu was obviously carefully dressed up today, and the whole person was much brighter, but there was a worry between her eyebrows that could not be dissolved, although it was covered up a lot by those fat powders, but it was still faintly revealed.

A sense of thought crossed Nalan Shu's heart, and she raised her eyes to see the three of Shang Zhengyu on the roof.

"Shu'er, what's wrong?" The queen Nalan next to her obviously felt that her daughter was a little strange, and Nalan Tuo looked at Nalan Shu directly from that place.

The strong man beside Shang Zhengyu was swept by this glance, and suddenly felt as if the whole person had been seen through from the inside out, and he hurriedly puffed up his chest and showed his most majestic side

In front of the lord of the country.

"This is that Shang Zhengyu? Queen Nalan smiled after looking at Shang Zhengyu, for her, Shang Zhengyu's special thing is that she looks like the Central Plains, and nothing else.

Nalan Tuo said with a smile: "Shu'er, your friend is good, the essence is introverted, the breath is long, and every relaxation is in harmony with the charm, presumably he is about to condense his true meaning." ”

"Father, is this true?" Nalan Shu suddenly became excited, but then the brilliance in her eyes dimmed again.

Nalan Shu has never hidden her emotions since she was a child, everything is on her face, Nalan Tuo sighed slightly in her heart, waved her hand: "Come, let's start!"

"Yes. ”

This contest was presided over by Hu Luotu himself, and after a short period of warm-up, the main drama was staged.

"Everyone knows the rules of the contest, only the strongest warrior can win our noble princess, the contest is carried out in a one-on-one way, no more than one person is allowed to challenge one person, no malicious injury, the winner of the challenge can be automatically promoted. Those who violate the rules will automatically be considered to have waived. I would like to emphasize that those who participate in the tournament can take the stage at any time, but only once. Now, the jousting begins!"

As Kuluotu's words fell, dozens of young players from the Snow Cloud Country jumped out, each looking for an opponent in the ring and fighting. There were no scruples between them at all, and many of them even went directly to the stage with their blades, and after a while, a strong man was stabbed in the leg and had no choice but to turn over and jump off the ring.

Each of them is a strong person, and each of them has a strength far beyond his peers, but there is only one winner after all, and after a fight, the number of people who can stay in the ring is gradually rare, and the results are gradually clear.

Xiao Cheng is the eldest disciple of Narantuo, his strength is undoubted, he holds a recurved scimitar in his hand, and he knocks people down without blood, and he has passed three rounds, and he is still unharmed.

There is also a strong man holding an inverted horse lance, eight feet tall, with big shoulders and a round waist, looking two years older than Shang Zhengyu, with a spear in one hand, it can be said that he kills gods and ghosts, and the people who fight against him are directly swept off the ring by him, and his divine power is simply unstoppable.

There is also a person who holds a long sword in his hand, the sword is sharp, the body is elegant, and he adopts a completely different grappling strategy from others, although it takes time, but he also continues to advance unscathed, and looking at his relaxed appearance, it is obvious that he has not done his best.

This is the master that the three Shang Zhengyu focus on, because their cultivation is at the peak of the potential realm.