The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 222: Ares Palace Arena

"Cheng Yaojin, you..."

"Humph, I won't bother with a warrior like you."

Changsun Wuji was in a dilemma. He pointed at Cheng Yaojin in a rage, and a cold light flashed in his ink-black eyes.

As Li Shimin's brother-in-law, the emperor's uncle, and a famous "sinister man" in the court, when had Changsun Wuji ever suffered such a loss? However, as a self-proclaimed scholar, he could not be like Cheng Yaojin.

Feeling grievances beyond words, Changsun Wuji shook off his wide sleeves and retreated into the ranks of civil servants.

"I accept the battle of fame and will bet with the Qing Emperor on the Liaodong Peninsula!"

Standing up, Li Shimin, who was as tall as a mountain, said without any doubt.

Yan State, Jicheng.

"Meet King Yan."

Surrounded by the crowd, the Admiral of the Navy, Chen Qingwen, walked into the palace with his head held high and his chest held high, with a surge of momentum sweeping over him.

At that time, Qingdi City had destroyed several countries in succession and had millions of soldiers. Its national strength was growing day by day, just like the rising Qin State in the east. The rulers and ministers of Yan State, who adhered to the kingly way and the laws of their ancestors, were all trembling with fear.

"Your Excellency, please stand up."

Sitting in the main seat, Prince Xi of Yan had a weathered face full of smiles, which seemed to be flattering.

As the 43rd monarch of the State of Yan, King Xi of Yan had no ambitions and just wanted to live a peaceful life. He did not want to offend any force.

Even though he knew the fate of the State of Yan, King Xi of Yan, who had been in power for nearly thirty years, wilted in less than three days after his initial rise.

"King Yan, I am here to discuss the Liaodong Peninsula issue."

Kneeling on the round seat, Chen Qingwen bowed, glanced at the many civil and military officials of Yan State present, and spoke slowly.

"Father, the Liaodong Peninsula is part of our Yan State and must not be ceded to others."

Upon seeing this, Prince Dan, who was sitting in the first seat on the left, hurriedly stood up and spoke anxiously.

The State of Yan is located in the northeast of Kyushu and its territory is not very vast. The geographical location of the Liaodong Peninsula is extremely critical. If it is really ceded to Qingdi City, the whole country will not agree.

"This this……"

Looking at Prince Dan and then at the Qingdi City envoy Chen Qingwen, King Yan hesitated, a hint of embarrassment flashing in his ink-black eyes.

"King Yan, in order to resolve the dispute, my lord has decided to use the battle of names."

Stroking his goatee, Chen Qingwen recounted the details of the famous fight.

Half an hour later, the court was silent. Both the pro-war and pro-peace factions were quite satisfied with the battle of names.

As time went by, martial arts civilization gradually evolved from high-level martial arts to medium-level martial arts and low-level martial arts. In the late Warring States period, although Yan State was only one of the Seven Kingdoms, its power should not be underestimated.

The Yan State was famous for its knights-errant and had many martial arts masters, and in times of emergency, they could also borrow the power of Mohism.

As for treasures, as a vassal state granted by the Zhou royal family, the Yan State of the Ji clan still has some foundation. By adopting the famous fight, the Yan State still has the strength to fight.

"Lord Changguo, Crown Prince, you are fully responsible for this matter."

After thinking for a moment, King Xi of Yan shook his wide sleeves and gave the order.

For a time, as Xin Qiji and Chen Qingwen were sent on diplomatic missions to various countries, the battle of fame spread throughout China, and everyone, from high-ranking officials to peddlers, was talking about it.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief and were looking forward to the battle of fame.

Shanhaiyuan. "Name fight, it's a good idea."

Holding a glass of apricot blossom wine, Lu Xiaofeng, dressed in gorgeous robes, said thoughtfully.

In order to occupy more territory, it can be predicted that the world will be full of war and blood.

However, with the more civilized form of gambling, the scope of the conflict will be further narrowed, returning to the ancient times, limiting the war between nobles, and the poor people only need to farm in peace.

"The Tang Dynasty, Yuan Dynasty, Qing Dynasty, Yan State, etc. have all accepted the battle of names. Three months later, Qingdi City will surely become more and more chaotic. That will be a good time for me to show my skills."

The lazy Sikong Zhaixing shook his head, his eyes smiling, and his eyeballs rolling around.

Thousands of worlds merge with each other, and the God of Thieves, the Saint of Thieves, the King of Thieves, etc. emerge one after another, which makes the King of Thieves Sikong Zhaixing very troubled. Who is the real number one thief in the world?

In the famous fight, many dignitaries gathered. There must be countless treasures appearing in the treasure fight. Sikong Zhaixing, who was itching to try, was eager to give it a try.

"Don't mess around."

Hua Manlou, who had regained his sight, slowly unfolded the folding fan in his hand and tried to persuade with a serious expression.

After the Hunter's Guild was established, Hua Manlou and his group appeared on the battlefield between the two worlds. What they saw and heard during this period all indicated that Qingdi City was not simple, coupled with the unfathomable Shen Yuanliang.

Qingdi City is a dangerous place for people like Sikong Zhaixing, a legendary forbidden area, and Hua Manlou doesn't want to lose him as a friend.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'm very sensible."

Waving his hands, Sikong Zhaixing said indifferently.

Thirty miles outside the city, on a vast plain.

The rumbling sound of horse hooves resounded through the sky. Hundreds of Iron Guards surrounded a luxurious carriage, speeding along, raising clouds of dust.

“Ahhh!!!”

The white horse pawed the soil on the ground. Shen Yuanliang stepped on a stool and stepped down from the carriage. He looked at the barren rocky beach and felt very satisfied.

Then, in the surprised gaze of everyone, Shen Yuanliang flipped his right hand, and a fist-sized palace quietly appeared in his palm, golden in color, emitting a misty aura.

"go with!"

Throwing it forward, the small and exquisite palace swelled up in the wind. After a while, a huge palace stood on the rocky beach, like a tall mountain with no end in sight.

"The Yellow Emperor's Earth Yellow Road."

With his hands pinching the magic formula, Shen Yuanliang communicated with the earth's veins. Earth dragons surged in from all directions, and the hard ground rolled like waves.

"hold head high!"

A shocking dragon roar sounded, and nine earth dragons surrounded the golden palace. The terrain rose accordingly, forming a pattern of nine dragons guarding the palace, and endless vitality of heaven and earth gathered there.

Gradually, clouds and mists surrounded the sky, and the vital energy of heaven and earth condensed into water, forming a vital energy river that meandered like a jade belt.

"War God Temple, no, War God Palace sounds better."

Gazing at the Temple of the God of War brought out from Jingyan Palace, Shen Yuanliang waved his sleeves, erased the three words "Temple of the God of War", and then used his hands as a knife to write the Temple of the God of War again.

It is majestic and a sharp aura blows towards you, making people feel the long-lost blood in their hearts, and the fighting spirit is aroused, making them want to have a big battle.

After being tempered by thunder and lightning, and with the good fortune of Shen Yuanliang after overcoming the tribulation, the Temple of the God of War, no, the Palace of the God of War was transformed into a top-grade magic weapon, forming a vast space within.

With a radius of dozens of miles, a vast competition field appeared before everyone, which could accommodate millions of people watching at the same time. This was the venue prepared by Shen Yuanliang for the famous fight.

(End of this chapter)