Chapter 53 Liujing Martial Arts Stadium

"Bochen is going to the martial arts arena to test with people. Since you have come, you will follow together."

Looking at Li Xiaoguan and the two teenagers looking around behind him, Xiao Houruo said thoughtfully.

Hearing this, Li Xiaoguan and the "double heroes" of Yuanjing Village were stunned at the same time, and then their faces were full of excitement. They couldn't help but try when they fought with the children in the neighboring village. In an instant, Li Xiaoguan was slightly distracted. In the past, Anwazi was famous for her good temper. She never competed with others, let alone fighted. After only a few days, he was going to compete with others and put on such a big show... It seems that An Wazi has really changed.

Taking a deep breath, Li Xiaoguan couldn't help but look forward to it. He saw An Bochen look at the sky and then turned to the red-haired girl beside him.

"It's almost noon. If you don't pass, I'm afraid it's too late."

After nodding, Simajin pulled up the reins, turned to Li Xiaoguan and said with a smile.

"You three should keep up."

As the voice fell, An Bochen and Simajin had sped away like arrows from the string. Xiao Hou sneered and took back into the carriage, followed by a coachman.

"Why are you two in a daze? Why don't you keep up? If Bochen suffers a loss in a moment, you and the little official and I will beat him side by side!"

The cheers around him were like a tide. Li Xiaoguan, who was excited, obviously didn't realize that An Wazi was not going to fight an ordinary fight. He led the two mules behind him. Li Xiaoguan ran wildly. It was not until he approached the martial arts arena that he felt something was wrong.

There are many more people here than in the west of the city, which is simply overcrowded. If Jin Wuwei hadn't opened the way, I'm afraid that their party would have been blocked in the road and it would be difficult to walk.

"Who are you?"

As soon as he arrived at the gate, Li Xiaoguan was stopped by the soldiers at the door.

"We..."

Li Xiaoguan was stunned and pointed to An Bo, who was not far away, but he didn't know what to say.

"The three of them are with me."

When the horse came to the door, An Bochen said to the soldier.

"This..."

The soldier obviously knew that An Bochen was the protagonist of this test, and now he hesitated.

"There is an order on the left. There can only be three people on each side to watch the game in the ring this time."

An Bochen was about to say something when he heard the sound of horses' hoofs coming from behind.

"Brother An is finally here. Your air is bigger than all officials."

Turning around and looking at it, the person who came was also half an acquaintance. It was the general of the Yulin army who came to Moyun Tower to preach the decree that day.

"I've met the general."

An Bochen didn't dare to be rude and did boxing.

"The adults in the court are worried that there will be the remnants of traitors in this test, so hundreds of officials can enter, and the people can only stay in front of the gate to watch."

Seeing that An Bochen was neither humble nor arrogant and courteous, the general nodded secretly and explained.

An Bochen knew in his heart that the matter of the Duke of Huo still made Liu Jun's heart lingering, and then he apologized to Li Xiaoguan.

"Little official, you stay here first, and I'll look for you after the test."

Li Xiaoguan still didn't say anything, but the general of the Yulin army said with a smile.

"Listen to Brother An's tone, it seems easy to win this test?"

Hearing this, An Bochen was stunned and had a trace of alertness in his heart.

Yes, why am I so calm? Before the test began, we had already considered what would happen after the end. This can't work. Although Li Lin lost to me once, he didn't do his best to lose to me until he underestimated the enemy. He is the son of a family. I don't know how many years he has practiced a pair of bronze mazes, and I have been practicing gunning for the first time. Although I have been working hard these days, I am far less than him... I should have been nervous.

An Bochen was puzzled and puzzled, but he didn't know that it was because his mood was much higher than his current cultivation. In other words, his eyes were high and low. The mood is a double-edged sword, which is not used in the place, but it will be counterproductive. Fortunately, it was reminded by the Yulin general, which made An Bochen vigilant. Otherwise, in the battle in the near future, there will be no need to fight, and the victory or defeat has been judged.

An Bochen looked at the general gratefully and saw that he was tall and had long arms. Although his face was covered under the helmet, his eyes were shining, and sometimes a fine light flashed out. Obviously, his cultivation was not low.

"Thank you, General, for reminding me. I don't know the general's surname?"

"This is Commander Hu of Yulin Zuozhu Camp."

The soldiers beside him looked respectfully at the general Yulin and introduced him.

It seemed that he didn't expect that An Bochen could hear the sound in a blink of an eye. A trace of surprise flashed in Hu's eyes, and then patted An Bochen on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"It's about to start. Go ahead."

After saying that, Hu Du clamped the horse's abdomen and ran out of the door.

Is it possible that Hong Fu has created momentum for himself into the Yulin army?

Looking at Hu Dutong's distant figure, An Bochen was slightly puzzled.

He and he have only met once. As a powerful general in the Yulin Army, he seemed to be too careful about himself. Although he didn't say much, the two slaps on the shoulder were obviously cheering for himself.

Yu Linjun is the king's own soldier, and he is also a close general of the king. Is it possible that the king means... It's impossible. No matter what, Liu Jun will not abandon Li Lin and choose himself.

Maybe he is also from a poor family.

Thinking of the end, An Bochen could only think so, and he couldn't help but have a little good impression on Hu.

"Little official, I'll go."

Turning around the horse, An Bochen waved his hand and patted the horse's buttocks and went to the center of the teaching field.

"Little official, who is Anwazi going to compare with?"

The "Shuangjie" of Yuanjing Village has long been dumbfounded. For them who walked into Liujing for the first time, the military men at the gate of the city are many times bigger than the village master, not to mention the previous general. You can talk and laugh with such an unattainable person, and even get in touch with yourself...

Looking at An Bochen's back again, the two of them only felt excited.

"Now you finally know Bo Chen's skills. Well, don't be ashamed of you two. Just look here."

Li Xiaoguan turned over and got off the horse and pretended to be calm. No one knew that the shock in his heart was no less than that of the two people behind him. After staying in Liujing for several years, how could he not recognize the yellow robe and pearl crown on the attic of the teaching field? Who is the king of Liu?

vaguely, he had guessed that the object of the test with Anwazi would never be an ordinary person, and because of this, in addition to excitement, Li Xiaoguan couldn't help but be a little nervous.

He rode his horse to the Baibu wide long martial arts field. An Bochen looked at Simajin not far away, and then turned over and disoed.

"Bold! If you come in person, why don't you kneel down!"

There was a scolding voice from the cabinet on the side, but it was a Liu official who came with him.

Liu Jun sat on the highest pavilion in the east, and the rest of the officials were scattered around the pavilion. More than a dozen pavilions in the martial arts arena were full of people, all of whom were important ministers of literature and martial arts of the State of Liu. Countless eyes shot at him, and it was not until this time that An Bochen felt a little nervous.

Hesitating, An Bochen was about to kneel down when he listened to the clear but extremely majestic voice from the high pavilion in the east.

"That's all. The test is coming, and these red tapes will be avoided. Why hasn't Li Lin come yet?"

An Bochen knew that it must be Liu Jun who spoke, but he didn't expect that he was much more kinder than he thought. Although he didn't have to kneel down, An Bochen still worshipped to the end.

Looking up, I saw the king on the high pavilion looking at the door anxiously. When he glanced at him, he did not stop at all. It was not surprising to see An Bochen. He is just an unknown little servant. He comes from a humble background. Compared with the Mr. Li family, Liu Jun personally announced his will to come to the competition. It is just a great honor to accompany the prince to study and build momentum for Li Lin. It is a great honor to open his golden mouth to avoid kneel.

His face was calm. An Bochen didn't think too much, but the hand holding the gun was a little tighter.

As soon as he was about to look away, An Bochen felt that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him beside Liu Jun. Frowning, An Bochen looked carefully and saw a seven- or eight-year-old boy sitting next to Liu Jun, wearing a suitable python robe and a golden crown on his head. It seemed that he found An Bochen looking at him. The boy immediately buried his head, but in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help looking at An Bochen secretly.

"Is he the rumored eldest prince?"

An Bochen said to himself, suddenly hearing the sound of horses' hoofs in a distance, followed by a burst of cheers.

Looking around, An Bochen saw a steed from outside the Yuan Gate. Immediately sat a young general in a mysterious robe, with his head rushing to the sky crown, stepping on tiger roaring boots, and a pair of bronze mace hanging in front of the saddle. It was the eldest son of the Liujing Li family, Li Lin. At the gate of the yuan, there was a cluster of tall horses, all of which were famous sons of the family in Liujing, dressed brightly and cheered for Li Lin.

When there were more than a dozen horses away from the martial arts arena, Li Lin suddenly jumped up, turned a somersault in mid-air, fell steadily, knelt on one knee, closed his mace and worshiped to the east pavilion.

"I, Li Lin, see you."

"The last time you went to the palace with your father, you were only ten years old, and you were so old in a blink of an eye. There is no need to be polite, flat."

For Li Lin, Liu Jun's attitude is completely different, and it is not difficult to hear the meaning of praise in his words.

"Thank you."

Li Lin replied neither humble nor arrogant. When he got up, he danced a mace. Cheers and applause came from afar. Even the girls who had been cheering for An Bochen also fell into the battle. They couldn't take their eyes off the heroic Li Lin and kept waving handkerchiefs.

Feeling the cannibalistic gaze behind him, An Bochen's mouth showed a trace of helplessness. According to the steps agreed in the building before, he should have lifted the cloak as early as he rode, but in full view of the public, he really couldn't pull this face.

"Xiao Anzi... How dare you disobedient?"

The sound of a mosquito squito worm threw a tsunami-like applause, which clearly came to An Bochen's ears. With the increasing number of people cheering for Li Lin, An Bochen also felt that his heart could no longer maintain its original calm.

"Maybe this is what Xiao Hou said."

An Bochen sighed and muttered.

No matter how high the state of mind is, no matter how deep the cultivation is, it is difficult to defeat the general trend.

At this time, An Bochen did not know this truth, but he also knew that if it went on like this and everyone cheered for Li Lin, even if he didn't care, he would be difficult to maintain his confidence before this.

This battle must be won.

Even if the king of Liu wanted him to lose, and the Wen Wuba of the Man Dynasty looked at him to lose, few people who joined in the fun actually believed that a little servant could win the son of the family... Even in the bottom of his heart, he is not even sure about himself.

But in any case, he must not lose.

Once he loses, Mo Yunlou is in danger, and there will be a complete egg under the nest. He doesn't want to die in such a muddle before he escape from Liujing. What's more, there is a commitment to her...

At this moment, An Bochen finally sensed the breath of the decisive battle. Gu Jing's mood was instantly broken, and his breathing was aggravated. He only felt nervous.

For him at present, it is not a bad thing to lose the state of mind that does not belong to the cultivation of fire.

Taking a deep breath, in everyone's surprised eyes, An Bochen pulled off the first layer of cloak with his backhand.

After a while, there was silence in the martial arts arena.