The Golden Age Chapter 865: The court boy
In the afternoon, although people gather in various tea shops in the tea street, the atmosphere is very depressing. Most of the guests just bow their heads and drink sullen wine. Although there are still three to five groups of people talking quietly, they are all He looked sad and shook his head from time to time.
Tea Street is one of the most well-informed places in Kyoto. For some big and small things that happen in Kyoto, just find a place in the tea shop and sit down. In less than half an hour, you can almost touch it. .
Although the business in the tea street is very good, it is rarely as overcrowded as these two or three days. Many people can't even find a chair, so they can only stand by the side and make do.
For three consecutive days, everyone in the tea street had only one topic.
The arena!
From the first day, the rapturous voices, to the sighs and sighs yesterday, the atmosphere is low, and until today, there are few words and people's hearts are depressed.
People just feel useless in their hearts.
Datang claims to be a celestial state, and all the barbarians surrendered, and the Taizu emperor established the country by military force. Once upon a time, the martial arts were so powerful that the barbarians would be terrified even if they injured a dog of the Tang Dynasty. revenge.
But now the Bohai people actually put the ring in front of the Sifang Pavilion. Two days later, the young Lang of the Datang is dead or disabled. No one can beat a Bohai son in a small area. This is more than losing a game. War is even more disgraceful.
Bohai was once a small border country that was stepped on by the Great Tang. For many years, the Tang people have been snorting with the Great Tang. The Tang people have a condescending sense of superiority in their bones in front of the Bohai people.
Now the Bohai people are actually stepping on the head of Datang, and they are still in the imperial Kyoto, which is really unacceptable.
What makes everyone even more desperate is that today is the last day of the ring competition, but it started in the morning, and it is already afternoon, half a day has passed, and there is no one to challenge.
Some young people are full of blood and want to give it a try, but they can't even pass the level of the bronze lion. They are full of blood but there is nowhere to vent.
In another half day, as soon as the ring is closed, the Bohai people will win the competition. From then on, this will be the most humiliating moment in the history of the Tang Dynasty. Regardless of the future relationship between Datang and Bohai, the people of Bohai In the history books, this will be memorized with great color, and the Bohai people will also sing from generation to generation that they once trampled the entire empire under their feet in the Datang Capital.
"Is no one going up anymore?" On a table, a few people were drinking sullen tea, and finally one person smiled bitterly: "If we wait until the end, we will not be beaten to death, we will be scared to death. ."
The old man on the side sighed: "I can't blame anyone for inferior skills, what else can I say?"
"Those who have the ability to pick up the bronze lion are all promising people, a lesson from the past, who dare to ruin their future in the ring." One person also shook his head and said: "The overall situation is set, the sun sets, Bohai People will play the crown to celebrate, we... hey, we won’t be able to look up in front of the Bohai people anymore."
The old man stood up and sighed: "Who would have thought of this result? It's really unexpected, unexpected...!" He shook his head again and again, and said: "You guys talk slowly, I will go back first." The excitement was dull.
Others know that by now, the overall situation is settled and nothing will change, they are all ready to disperse.
At this moment, someone rushed into the door and shouted: "Someone...someone is on stage...!"
Everyone in the teahouse
The eyes were all on the man, and some people doubted: "When the matter is up to now, anyone dares to take the stage?"
"It's true." The man was out of breath: "I'm afraid it will be the last one to take the stage. The victory or defeat is in this action. Everyone will come to cheer." Without talking nonsense, he turned and left. Everyone in the teahouse looked at each other, and the old man thought about it for a while before he said loudly: "Everyone is going to look at it, anyway, we have no hope in our hearts. If anyone can really defeat the Bohai people in this last game, it will be us. The hero of the Tang Dynasty, let's...Let's take him to Kyoto."
Under the ring in front of the Sifang Pavilion, the crowd surged.
Today is the last day. There have been many people waiting under the ring since the early morning, but no one appeared on the stage until the afternoon. The people of Bohai were naturally arrogant, but the people under the stage felt that their faces were hot and so huge. In the empire, no one dared to take the stage for a long time, and everyone felt ashamed.
Many people have even dispersed.
Finally, someone came onto the stage, and people who got the news immediately rushed in from all around, but for a moment, the crowd gathered in the audience was like ants.
On the ring, a young man dressed in a commoner was sitting cross-legged on the stage, not moving, and didn't even look down the stage.
"Who is this person?" In the crowded crowd, people inquired.
"He claims to be nameless." Someone whispered: "That means there is no name. It seems that he doesn't want to say his real name."
"Being on stage and fighting, if you win, it will be a good opportunity to become famous, why not declare yourself?"
"Maybe I have no chance of winning in my heart, and I am afraid of losing and humiliating my own reputation." Someone said: "But he is also very relaxed when he picks up the bronze lion. He should have some ability."
Someone sighed: "This man looks thin, much weaker than that Liu Shaoxia. Liu Shaoxia is strong, with bronze skin and iron bones, and finally died in the hands of the Bohai people. This man... ...Can he do it? Don't take another life."
"Even if you die on stage, it’s better to be scared to death off the stage." Someone said displeased: "No matter who this person is, he knows that he will be up for nine deaths, but he still dares to come on stage. This courage is not a loss. We are the young heroes of Datang."
People were whispering, but Chen Xun on the stage was pure.
He took the stage to fight, not for the glory of Datang, nor for his own fame. There is only one reason, this is the command of the teacher.
Following the Great Celestial Master for sixteen years, almost staying in the Imperial Terrace for sixteen years without leaving the house, when he walks out of the palace, everything is just a cloud in his eyes, and all living beings are like branches and leaves on a tree. , When it rests, it's like ebb and flow, don't you care if it exists.
The Great Heavenly Master’s command is very simple, ascend to the ring and defeat the opponent, nothing more.
For Chen Xun, this is like a master telling him to recite an article, or to fight a set of health-preserving fist, but it is a very simple task.
Why is there a ring here? Why did the Great Celestial Master tell him to defeat the opponent on the stage? What the onlookers are talking about? In his opinion, it has nothing to do with him.
After Yuangai Wushuang took the stage, he looked at Wuming, who was sitting cross-legged on the stage. Although he had never seen him before, he had already determined that the person in front of him must be Chen Xun as the gray-robed man said.
This is the court master and one of the last two people waiting for him.
People in the audience thought there would be no more today
People came on stage, but Yuan Gai Wushuang kept waiting, because he knew that, if nothing else, at least two people would come to challenge today.
Qin Xiao never showed up, but Yuan Gai Wushuang was very surprised. Could it be that the conscientious beeping in the courtroom was just a lip service, but when things came to an end, they chose to escape.
But the Chen Xun he was waiting for finally came.
This son of Bohai knew very well that even if Qin Xiao really dared to appear, his real last battle in the ring is to face the court master in front of him. As long as he defeats Chen Xun, the overall situation is set. It will also carry Bohai history books forever, and the Bohai Mission will bring back the real royal princesses of the Tang Dynasty without precedent.
His expression became excited.
"You don't have a weapon. You can choose the same for all the weapons here." Yuangai Wushuang smiled and said: "I am good at using knives, you can compare with me."
Chen Xun stood up slowly, looked at Bohai Shizi in front of him, and said honestly: "I don't know how to use weapons, I only know how to maintain health."
"Are you trying to compete with me?" Yuan Gai Wushuang frowned.
Chen Xun said: "I don't use weapons, you can."
Yuan Gai Wushuang was startled, sneered in his heart, thinking that the eyes of the Tang court were higher than the top. This is obviously to taunt me in the public. If you are bare-handed, I will use the red sword, even if you win You, if you have a good quality to win, you will definitely be satirized by the Tang Dynasty.
He didn't know that Chen Xun had followed the Great Master for many years, without distracting thoughts.
"The Bohai people are waste if they don't have a knife." Someone in the audience shouted immediately: "He dare not compete with his bare hands."
"Yes, this person from Bohai wears a sword from start to finish. He sets up a ring, saying that it is a contest of martial arts, but in fact it is a comparison of swords. It is nothing more than learning a few techniques of swordsmanship.
The audience was full of noise and ridicule.
Bohai is making Cui Shangyuan frown. Of course, this person can also see that, if no surprise, the court master Chen Xun must be on the stage right now. The gray-robed man specially asked to be cautious when dealing with this person. Don't take it lightly.
It can also be seen that Chen Xun is definitely a terrible opponent.
However, the gray-robed people have repeatedly warned that as long as they can withstand Chen Xun’s twenty moves, Yuan Gai Wushuang will definitely win. Although I don’t know what is the problem, Yuan Gai Wushuang must do everything possible to support it. a period of time.
In the arena competition, there is no rule that you can't use a knife and fight with your bare hands.
In Cui Shangyuan’s view, as long as Yuan Gaiwu has a sword in his hands and he can deal with Chen Xun with his bare hands, he will naturally last longer. Even if victory is not martial, it is better than defeat in Chen Xun's hands.
He was afraid that Yuan Gai Wushuang would put down the knife, coughing again and again, and wanted to remind Yuan Gai Wushuang.
Yuan Gai Wushuang didn't even look at him. He threw away the red sword in his hand. A Bohai warrior in the audience immediately caught it. Yuan Gai Wushuang looked at Chen Xun with a smile and said: " You test your fists and kicks and let you appreciate the mystery of Bohai’s fists and kicks."
Cui Shangyuan stomped his feet again and again, thinking that Yuan Gai Wushuang was so proud and arrogant that he took the initiative to abandon the knife. It was too impulsive and reckless.