Chapter 743 East Palace Feast Part 2

Although Yazid iben Abu is the crown prince, he is not a person with cream soaked in the honeypot, but a real warrior. He has galloped on the battlefield of hegemony with the Eastern Roman Empire before he is less than 18 years old. Over the past ten years, he has experienced countless battles, and it is not an exaguable to say that he has experienced a hundred battles. He is just like this. When he got up, although he didn't have a lot of bold words, a bloody spirit suddenly rose up. In the abyss and Yuezhi, there was quite a strong posture of iron-blooded generals.

Not bad, it's really a person!

Li Xian had previously felt that Yezid iben Abu was quite extraordinary. At this time, he stood high and his momentum was strong, and his evaluation of him in his heart was raised to another level. However, he did not intend to stop, but smiled and applauded, "What a man, Abbenqing's family, this hero is like What's your name?"

"Ah, oh, ah..."

Mua Via Aben didn't expect such a change at this banquet. At this time, most of the three souls and seven souls have long been lost. I really don't know how to answer Li Xian's question. After making a few meaningless writhes, he turned back like a dream and relayed Li Xian's words in Arabic. A time.

"You be the translator and translate it directly as I said!"

At this time, Yazid ibu Abu didn't know that his identity must have been hidden. He simply let go and ignored how embarrassed Mua Vya Abben's face was. He directly issued an order. Then, he walked out of his seat and bowed to Li Xian, using Arabic. He issued a challenge: "Yezid iben Abu, the eldest son of the caliphate of the Great Food Empire, would like to invite His Royal Highness the Prince of the Tang Dynasty."

"Dear Highness, this, this is the crown of Yezid Ibhon Abu, the crown of my Great Food Empire, and I intend to challenge His Royal Highness."

Yazid iben Abudu was already out of the list. Mua Vya Aben did not dare to neglect it. He got up in a panic, followed him, and translated what Yazid ibhon Abu said with a bitter face.

"Boom..."

As soon as Mua Vya Aben said, the officials of the East Palace who participated in the banquet all burst into laughter. It was just because everyone knew that Li Xian was a master of a generation and an invincible hero in the world. Yezid iben Abu dared to challenge Li Xian. He really didn't know whether to live or die.

"His Royal Highness the Prince of the Tang Dynasty, please complete it!"

Yezid iben Abu didn't know Chinese. He didn't know that the officials of the Tang Dynasty were laughing and scolding him, but he refused to let go of this opportunity to defeat the prince of the Tang Dynasty face to face. He bowed again with a solemn face and issued a declaration of challenge.

"Okay, someone, put the knife on!"

There was also a translator behind Li Xian. After waiting for Mua Via Aben to make a translation, the translator had translated the words of Yazid iben Abu. Li Xian did not mind giving Yazid iben Abu a knife lesson, so he readily agreed.

Since Li Xian had issued an order, a group of guards of the East Palace ran to get the knives. What was handed to Li Xian was only an ordinary horizontal knife, while what was handed to Yezid iben Abu was the long-handled machete he wore.

"Mr. Crown Prince, please!"

After Li Xian took over the scabbard knife handed over by the bodyguard, he was not in a hurry to pull the knife out of the sheath, but casually held it in his hand, slowly walked down the steps, and came to the opposite side of Yezid Iben Abu. He waved his hand and politely said please.

"Prince of the Tang Dynasty, please!"

Although he couldn't understand Li Xian's words, as a samurai, Yazid Iben Abu understood Li Xian's meaning, and there was no extra politeness. He held a knife in both hands and said the same.

"Uh-huh!"

Facing the bow of Yazid iben Abu, Li Xian did not say anything more. He just nodded his head indifferently and stood at his feet. His expression was natural and relaxed. Obviously, he did not take Yezid Ibbon Abu's nervous alert seriously.

"Kill!"

As soon as he saw Li Xian's casual appearance that he couldn't be more casual, Yazid iben Abden was angry. He thought that Li Xian was an extreme disrespect for himself. As soon as he was angry, he could no longer keep calm. He roared, pulled out a machete, and took it straight, like thunder. Between Li Xian's neck.

The machete is conducive to chopping, and Yezid iben Abu is one of the best knives in the big food country. Under this full of the knife, it is really powerful. The knife light is only a flash, and it has been cut less than a foot away from Li Xian like a white horse. The bright and unparalleled knife light makes it difficult to open its eyes. .

"Ouch!"

"It's not good!"

"Damn it!"

......

The Tang Dynasty established the country with martial arts, and the style of martial arts was very strong. A group of officials of the East Palace had some martial arts skills. Let's not talk about the generals of the army. They were all outstanding people. Even civil officials could have several martial arts skills, and their vision was extremely extraordinary. This time, Ye Qide Ipbun Abu's knife was so sudden and fierce, all of them He was shocked and couldn't help shouting for a moment.

Not bad, it's a little interesting!

There is a saying that those who panic will not, and those who will not panic. Yezid iben Abu's knife is already extremely fierce in the eyes of others, but in Li's conspicuousness, it is really not a big deal. At a glance, Li Xian has seen the reality of the truth, but when he saw Li Xian laughing softly, his arm shook on one side of his body, and his wrist was already turned over. When he got up, the sheath knife was knocked on the side of the machete with incomparable accuracy.

"Dang!"

Although Li Xian's attack was not strong, his accuracy was extremely good. It hit the weakest part of Yezid Ibhon Abu's force. After a crisp sound, the rapid attack of the machete was easily removed to the side by Li Xian. Yezid ibu, who could not stand on his feet, could not control it at all. By force, he was led by his own strength to run forward. At this time, if Li Xian made another knife, he could easily cut off Yezid Ibun Abu's head. Even if the knife did not come out of the sheath, he could knock Yezid Ibun Abu to the ground with a knife back. However, Li Xian did not do this hand, but looked at it with a smile. Yezid iben Abu staggered past his side in embarrassment.

"Wow... Your Highness is indeed a master, far from being too late. However, I only have the generals who died in battle, and those who do not bend their knees. I am unwilling to do so, and I still need to ask for another advice!"

Although the previous knife of Yezid Ibbon Abu came out of vigor, his knife skills inevitably went out of shape, but his skills had also exerted 70% or 80%. As a result, he was defeated by Li Xian so easily. He knew in his heart that he was not Li Xian's opponent, but He refused to give up. After growing his breath, he raised the machete in his hand again and said coldly.

"Yes!"

After listening to the paraphrasing of the translation, the smile on Li Xian's face was completely put away. He nodded cautiously and succined to Yezid Iben Abu's request concisely.

"Ho, roar..."

As the saying goes, Yezid Iben Abu, who has lost a move, is no longer as easy as the last time. Instead, he stands like a mountain, constantly condensing his momentum, trying to overwhelm Li Xian on the momentum. However, this is just a delusion. No matter how he improves his momentum, he is like a sky-like Li Xian's face. In the past, the so-called high mountain was just a small mound. How could it shake Li Xian's original heart? However, when he mentioned his own momentum again and again, he was completely unable to stand it, and he had to force himself to take action again. However, after hearing his roar, he held a knife in both hands and his whole body to cut out the most ferocious one in his life. Knife.

The knife was very fast, as fast as lightning. The knife rose, and the fierce roar of the knife shocked everyone on the field and other eardrums. The overflowing knife gas was so excited that the few people closest to the battle circle trembled. The people sitting behind them were stimulated by the knife light and their cold hair suddenly rose, and they couldn't breathe well. I can't even exclam.

"Good luck!"

The knife of Yezid iben Abu has tried his best, but it is still not enough to see in front of Li Xian, who is motionless. However, listening to Li Xian's shouting, he raised one hand, and even the sheath knife has already waved out. The speed is not too fast, and the trajectory of the knife can almost be seen with the naked eye, but no matter Yezid Iben Abu How to promote the momentum of the knife can't avoid the interception of Li Xian's knife.

"Dang..."

If it is said that Yezid Ibbon Abu's fierce knife is as fierce as a viper's attack, Li Xian's knife posture is the hand stretched out by the snake catcher. As long as he holds seven inches, he doesn't need much strength. He only heard a crisp sound. Yezid Ibbon Abu's knife has come suddenly, and he was stretched out by Li Xian. The scabbard was in mid-air, and it could not enter or retreat. Even if Yezid Ibhon Abu blushed, he could not resolve the power of Li Xian.

"I lost!"

Yezid Iben Abu couldn't break free from Li Xian's knife force several times in a row. His heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. He calmly loosened his hands holding the knife, stepped back two steps, bowed down, and calmly admitted defeat.

"Your Excellency the Crown Prince is good at it. It's just a play in front of the court. It's not serious. Come on, let's have a feast."

The martial arts competition itself is not the purpose. Li Xian's purpose is only one, that is, to force the hidden son of Yazid Ibhon Abu to the bright place. As for the victory or defeat of the martial arts competition, it was just a joke, and he didn't pay attention to it at all. At this time, he saw that Yazid Ip Ibhon Abu frankly admitted defeat and would not be too much, ha With a smile, he shook his wrist. Originally, the machete that had been glued to the scabbard knife had already flown obliquely. If a hand below cut through the space and accurately inserted it into the scabbard thrown on the ground by Yezid Ipne Abu.

"This..."

As soon as Li Xian's amazing hand came out, the applause suddenly rose. Yezid Iben Abu, who could still keep calm, changed his face in an instant, and the sweat all over his head couldn't stop flowing out...