Failed!
Gu Kui failed!
A thrilling competition, the dust settled.
The whole arena was dead silent.
long time.
The scholar in the front row held the folding fan tightly, stared round, looked at the scene on the field, held his breath, moved his lips and murmured.
"Failed... Failed?"
The burly man beside him clenched his fist, slightly opened his mouth, looked at the two static people on the stage with an incredible face, and said to himself in surprise.
"This... This barbarian is so powerful? Gu Xiaowei... Lost... Lost?"
Gradually, incredible voices in the crowd sounded sporadically.
"Lost?... how could it be?"
"Unexpectedly, Gu Xiaowei was defeated without three moves?"
"This... Is incredible! How could it be so fast!"
Until the Tubo Prince pulled out his iron spear on the stage and Gu Kui''s tragic howl sounded again, the people recovered from the shock.
The Tubo prince, with his bloody iron spear, stood on the high platform and looked down at the people. His powerful voice spread all over the audience.
"That''s all the Tangwu Tanghua!"
After that, Yu Guangzhong, the figure lying prone on the riddled challenge arena, struggled and wanted to stand up.
The Tubo Prince glanced coldly, strode forward and stepped on Gu Kui''s back.
Bang.
The newly supported body collapsed into the challenge arena again, and the bloody cheek hit the hard floor in an instant.
The huge force from his back squeezed his chest. Gu Kui felt stuffy in his chest and vomited blood.
The red blood reflected Gu Kui''s cheeks and fainted.
Seeing the dazzling color, Li Hui was worried. He pointed to the Tubo Prince and shouted.
"Stop!"
Gu Kui, who fell into a pool of blood and had no power to fight back, was reflected in the minds of the people. Many people blurted out and exclaimed.
"Show mercy!"
A scream followed, and the Tubo Prince looked away from the figure on the ground and looked at the worried faces under the stage.
Wanton laughter came from the figure standing on the stage.
The Tubo Prince''s thick voice resounded from the challenge arena again.
"Is this the strength of Datang?"
The iron spear picked up a spear flower and smashed it to the ground. The spear pointed to the sky.
Stepping on Gu Kui and holding an iron spear, the Tubo Prince condescended, pointed at the crowd and shouted overbearing.
"Is there no one in the Tang Dynasty who can fight?"
The clamor was like a torrent, attacking the hearts of every Tang people present.
shame!
A naked sense of shame filled everyone''s heart in an instant.
Shock, anger and shame are mixed with some helplessness.
The onlookers clenched their fists and looked angry.
"Don''t be complacent too early! Are the two winners so arrogant?"
A voice came from the crowd, with a touch of sadness, anger and helplessness.
Under the stage, the scholar in the front row looked blue and white, raised a paper fan and pointed to the Tubo prince.
"You... Curfew, Datang Imperial City, how dare you be so presumptuous!"
"You... You..."
Halfway through, the scholar couldn''t say any more.
The Tubo Prince smiled carelessly and pointed to the scholar.
"Hum! Weak scholars can only speak fast!"
Around the people, the Tubo Prince sneered.
"Who else dares to fight! Fight out!"
For a time, none of the people who were angry dared to challenge.
It is not that these people of the Tang Dynasty are cowardly, but that no one will contribute to the arrogance of the Tubo prince in vain under the great disparity of power.
In the crowd, a sharp voice cut through the silence and shouted.
"Don''t be crazy! When our Tang County son returns triumphantly, he will clean up your clothes!"
The sound was like a stone thrown on the calm lake, and a ripple appeared in the hearts of the people.
Tangxianzi!
Tang Hao!
This famous Chang''an, a man of both literature and martial arts.
It can be said that he is an outstanding representative of young talents in Datang, and will certainly be able to support the appearance of Datang.
There was a flash of light in the dark eyes of the people.
"Yes! If we Tang Xianzi were present, you and other rats would not succeed!"
"Tang Xianzi is excellent in martial arts. It''s not worth mentioning that you are green in his face!"
"If you dare to challenge Tang Xianzi, it''s your real skill!"
Listening to the louder and louder voice for Tang Xianzi, the Tubo Prince gradually smiled on the stage. Finally, he looked up and laughed arrogantly.
Looking at this inexplicably laughing Tubo prince, everyone looked suspicious, and the voice gradually stopped.
After laughing for a long time, the Tubo Prince stopped smiling and said in a loud voice.
"That''s ridiculous! You put your hopes on a dead man!"
After that, the Tubo Prince narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled, looked down at the audience and asked coldly.
"In the war between Turks and the Tang Dynasty, there is such a huge difference in troops. How do you think he is sure to return to the imperial city?"
On the talkative face, the smile was particularly penetrating and eye-catching.
At this moment, even the sons of literati shouted with the crowd.
"Stop talking nonsense! Tang Xianzi has excellent martial arts. How could he fall into the hands of the Turks!"
"Datang is invincible. The cavalry led by the son of Tang county will not lose! How can this foreigner be so vicious and dare to humiliate our Datang warrior."
"Upright son, Tang Xianzi is such a young generation to humiliate wantonly! If you come back, dare you fight."
After kicking Gu Kui under his feet, the Tubo Prince pulled up his iron spear and pointed his blade at the people.
"OK! My Tubo mission is waiting for the return of the redundant son-in-law in Chang''an and will clean him up."
The Tubo prince took up a spear, carried an iron spear, raised his eyebrows and said.
"The premise is that this redundant son-in-law can come back alive."