The ring has been on the ground for two days, but there are some good players who have made Jin Ye’s eyes shine.

But more, what the hell is that? Why do you use flying needle hidden weapons to spread lime powder in the ring competition? What’s even more annoying is that many rangers are not very skilled in martial arts, but their moves are all three ways to greet them.

Can this still be a civilized competition?

Now that the fat monk is competing with Jin Ye, he is holding a demon-subduing tin stick in his hand. It looks like it is not weighing a hundred pounds, but in the hands of the fat monk, the tin stick is like a straw without weight. It dances whatever he wants, bringing up a whistling wind and whistling the air.

This sound of tearing the air, the sound of metal rings colliding on the tin staff, actually seemed to have magic power, which made the opponent feel upset.

This is a master. Jin Ye subconsciously thought in his heart.

But Jin Ye would not have any panic. It was really because his physical strength was here. Even if he could control his strength without using huge force, the physical strength would not decrease. Even if Jin Ye himself stood here and let the fat monk beat him, he would probably not move at all.

Jin Ye raised the sword in his hand. This was a peach wood sword, but it was made quite exquisitely. The front of the sword body was carved with the sun, moon and stars, and the back was carved with the story of Dayu controlling the flood.

Ignoring the steady steps and calling him the fat monk, Jin Ye said: "The Three Treasures Yu Sword, made of a thousand-year-old peach wood, the sword is three feet long and the sword is three fingers wide."

However, the fat monk seemed to have not heard Jin Ye's introduction at all. He had already arrived in front of Jin Ye in a few words, with a ferocious look on his face, and swept his tin staff towards Jin Ye in the waist, without any hesitation.

The melon-eating crowds in the audience immediately exclaimed, as if the Marquis would die on the spot at the next moment. After two days, they were already admiring the Marquis who was invincible on the ring. In the words of the previous life, they were already half a fan.

Seeing the fat monk full of murderous aura, he was a man who had killed people, and Jin Ye could see that the fat monk had a heavy karma on his body. It can be seen that the murderous aura on his body was definitely not brought down from the battlefield. Judging from this karma, the fat monk in front of him had to kill at least dozens of good people.

Jin Ye felt angry for the first time. He was not disgusted with the Buddhist scriptures. After all, it is always right to persuade people to be kind. But Jin Ye hates monks. Nine out of ten monks are not good people. Just like the fat monk in front of him, he killed someone, put down his butcher's knife and hid in the temple and became a Buddha. Even the local governments had to worry about it and dare not take anyone. The original meaning of Buddhist scriptures was distorted, and they were almost caught up with the cult.

During the Southern Dynasties, there was a Emperor Wu of Liang who was fooled by two monks to believe in Buddhism, and even ignored the country. He was eventually invaded into the capital by the rebels. The emperor was starved to death, and there was no one else.

Without Jin Ye thinking too much, the fat monk's tin staff had already swept to Jin Ye's eyes. Jin Ye jumped gently, flew up, and gently tapped his toes on the sweeping tin staff, and the person jumped several feet again.

Relying on his condescending advantage, the wooden sword in Jin Ye's hand pointed at the fat monk's forehead. Under Jin Ye's control, the wooden sword was like a poisonous snake with fangs spreading, without any sound, quietly moving the thunder-like attack.

The fat monk was not a vegetarian. He saw Jin Ye's weakness in the air that he could not leverage. He quickly took two steps back, and the tin staff in his hand also changed his moves quickly. When Jin Ye was about to land, he gave him a fatal blow.

The situation in front of him was almost a dead end for ordinary people, but Jin Ye was not panicked at all. When the fat monk swept across the tin staff again, the wooden sword and the tin staff were handed over, and Jin Ye quickly used the force to change his body.

After the flash of swords, Jin Ye landed on the ground. He stood in front of the fat monk's palm far away. Jin Ye did not kill the fat monk, but held the wooden sword instead and hit the hilt of the sword on the fat monk's dantian.

The tin staff in the fat monk's hand had already fallen off the ring. His face was full of disbelief. The attack that he was confident was actually lost.

The most important thing is that the pain from the dantian told him that his dantian had been broken. As a sea of ​​qi and a large acupoint for storing strength, if it was broken, he would probably never do heavy work in this life and would not be able to handle the tin staff.

Ignoring the fat monk who was lost and lost, the sound of a sigh came from the audience. Jin Ye made a pose that he thought was domineering and shouted to everyone under the ring: "Who else, there is no one who can fight?"

But there is a saying that goes: Be handsome for only three seconds! Jin Ye is wearing a pussy on the ring, humming in his heart:

How lonely invincible

How empty invincible is

The cold wind blows through the peak alone

Who can understand my loneliness

How lonely invincible

How empty invincible is

Can she listen to me when she is hiding in the sky

My loneliness Endless loneliness

Suddenly, an eunuch ran over and conveyed the queen's will to Jin Ye. The general meaning was: Jin Ye, as a master's son, a nobleman in the Tang Dynasty, you did not have the style of half of the master's sons and the awareness of the great men of the Tang Dynasty. He actually ran out to set up a stage and compete with the countryside to fight bravely. He really lost the face of the nobleman in the Tang Dynasty and the nobleman. Hurry up, I will come to the palace to study tomorrow. As the queen, my mother is in the world, so I am naturally qualified to discipline you and not to refuse, otherwise I will be spanked. I also heard that Mr. Jin is very knowledgeable about big boards, so I can actually turn it over and beat him. I will try it with Mr. Jin another day.

Listening to the queen's words, she was obviously very angry at Jin Ye. Jin Ye looked embarrassed. Is this really good to say in public?

Jin Ye looked at everyone in the audience, and every time he laughed at Jin Ye, his face looked flattering.

Jin Ye muttered in his heart that it was indeed Changsun Wei, the world's female servant.

Jin Ye probably didn't understand. Although Empress Changsun did not give Jin Ye any face, to others, it was the queen who did not regard Jin Ye as an outsider. In this way, everyone understood that the marquis in front of him was not an insignificant down-and-out marquis, but a star of tomorrow with a bright future.

Not to mention that everyone has seen Jin Ye’s martial arts, they think they are not opponents, and even if they are a little sure, they dare not play.

Judging from the situation in front of you, if you really hurt the Marquis, the royal family would not have treated it as if nothing had happened.

As for the ring competition, excuses such as fists and feet without eyes were also thrown to Yi.

Does the royal family need too many reasons to kill someone?
Chapter completed!