Domineering momentum and sharp words.


    Unexpectedly, the roaring scream still came from a distance.


    In the elegant room of the three storey teahouse, Princess Changle dressed in green, sat quietly in front of the window and looked at the rough and crazy figure on the challenge arena.


    Listening to the noise, Xiumei was light, and the green and tender fingers involuntarily clenched the celadon tea cup in their hands, and a heart tightened with it.


    The soft voice of the palace maid sounded in my ears.


    "Princess, why are you doing this? Your majesty has promised not to let you marry the Tubo prince."


    "I didn''t sleep all night. Now I come to see the competition early in the morning. I''m tired. The slave and maid will be punished again!"


    Listening to the voice of concern, with a trace of blame, Princess Changle squeezed out a bitter smile on her tired face and couldn''t help recalling what happened last night.


    Just last night, Princess Changle was shocked and angry when she learned that Tubo and pro Tang literary trials had failed.


    Surprisingly, as a member of the royal family, he was the last to know the news of Tubo''s marriage.


    I was angry that the descendants of the Tang Dynasty even bet on their marriage, but they lost completely.


    The terrified Princess Changle went into the palace all night to find the king of Tang.


    The king of the Tang Dynasty was livid and painstakingly comforted the Pearl in his palm. And promised not to let Princess Changle marry away.


    Princess Changle turned her head and looked at the palace maid with sadness and sighed.


    "This competition is not only about my marriage, but also about the face of Datang. I am also a member of the younger generation of Datang. How can I not be present?"


    "Although the father has made a decision, it must be difficult."


    "If the martial arts competition can win a bright and positive game, and Datang can pull back a game, it will be much easier for his father and Emperor."


    After listening to this, the palace maid behind her was full of pity and replied eagerly.


    "Will I be threatened by this barbarian? In my opinion, your majesty should drive this barbarian back to Tubo, so you don''t have to..."


    Before she finished, Princess Changle raised her jade arm and interrupted his words.


    "This is related to Tubo and Datang. How can you be so casual, Datang..."


    At this point, Princess Changle shook her head gently with a complex expression.


    "Hey! You won''t understand that."


    "If you come, be at ease."


    Princess Changle knew in her heart that her father was ambitious and that it was urgent to stabilize the north of the Tang Dynasty.


    Tubo, a newly rising country in the southwest border, is fledgling.


    In terms of national strength, it must be impossible to compete with the Tang Dynasty.


    However, since the Tubo Prince visited the Tang Dynasty, he has shown his sharpness everywhere, and his determination to press on the head of the Tang Dynasty has been particularly obvious.


    If the contest is won again, I''m afraid it will be even more difficult for the king of Tang to deal with peace and marriage peacefully.


    Princess Changle is also a sensible person. At this time, her heart is also inexplicably nervous.


    This contest between young talents is not only about the way of refusing to make peace, but also about the military reserves of the great Tang Dynasty.


    A pair of beautiful eyes gathered on the martial arts competition arena again. At this time, a man in Datang Fang, carrying a long stick, pushed away the people and stepped onto the arena.


    In terms of body shape, compared with the Tubo prince, this body shape is a lot bigger and more generous.


    "Rampant! Don''t talk nonsense! I''ll learn your tricks!"


    The big man''s voice came faintly from the appearance.


    Princess Changle leaned against the window, with her eyebrows slightly raised and stared at the two people about to compete on the field.


    With two shouts, the two fought together.


    The iron spear turns into a black snake. The cold blade between the Spears is like a poisonous snake spitting out messages, and the speed is like lightning. The moves only attack the big key.


    The big man is bitter and has a body of brute force. The long stick with thick arms dances like a tiger. He often falls and roars.


    After a few moves, he tore down the fences around the challenge arena.


    The broken wood flew across the crowd and screamed from time to time.


    The first battle was so fierce that it not only surprised everyone present.


    After a few moves, a cup of such a big challenge arena was removed, and there were only a few fences around it.


    During these rounds, the big man''s attack was domineering and powerful, and his physical exertion was huge.


    The big man was sweating, holding a long stick and gasping.


    The Tubo prince, on the other hand, was strong and agile, and could dodge every time.


    At this moment, I don''t seem to be much tired.


    "Come again!"


    The big man shouted loudly and rushed up again with a long stick, but the attack has slowed down a lot.


    The figure in front of the window, looking at the subtle changes on the stage, the light in his eyes also darkened, sighed softly.


    "I can''t imagine that the Tubo King''s writings are brilliant and his martial arts are so good. I''m afraid he will lose this competition."


    The palace maid''s eyes stayed in front of her and sighed, but she was not persuading.


    long time.


    The palace maid followed Princess Changle''s eyes, looked at the arrogant figure on the stage, kicked the big man off the challenge arena and muttered.


    "If Tang Xianzi were here, everything would be easy."


    When the crisp voice came, Princess Changle was shocked. She raised her eyes from the challenge arena, looked slowly to the north, supported her head and said slowly.


    "Yes, maybe things will be different with him."


    After that, the same look flashed in her eyes, but in the twinkling of an eye, it was replaced by strong worry.


    A voice as thin as a hairspring gently exhaled from her lips.


    "I don''t know. He''s in the north, okay."