MTL - My Wife, Something is Wrong-Chapter 674 His name is Chu Feiyang

  Chapter 674 His name is Chu Feiyang

at dusk.

  On the martial arts training field outside Chongming Palace, two martial artists are exchanging martial arts on the martial arts stage.

  The stands next to it were full of people.

  In addition to the emperor, members of the royal family and ministers, there are also people from the five major sects, as well as the five princes and others.

  Even the Queen Mother and the eldest princess came out under the cover of the gauze curtain.

  All countries favor martial arts, and Dayan is no exception.

  Although Dayan has paid more and more attention to literati in recent years, he still focuses on cultivating warriors.

  In the Taikang feast in previous years, the martial arts competition has always been the most exciting part.

   And this year's contest should be even more exciting.

  Because the visit of the five countries including Great Mumbadan this year has their own political purposes, they will definitely show their strongest strength.

at the same time.

  Luo Qingzhou also entered the palace unimpeded under the leadership of Linghu Qingzhu.

   The two came to the martial arts training ground, and stood quietly behind everyone in the Lingxiao Sect.

   Fairy Zixia glanced back, smiled slightly, and said, "Feiyang, you are here."

  Luo Qingzhou respectfully said: "Yes, Master."

   Fairy Zixia smiled and said: "Remember to behave well later, if you behave well, maybe you don't need to marry the saint of Xianyun Pavilion... Maybe you can marry the eldest princess directly."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "..."

  Linghu Qingzhu raised his head, and looked at the figure in the fiery red dress in the opposite crowd.

   At this time, the contest on the martial arts stage has already decided the winner.

   Batu, the number one warrior of the Great Mongolian Empire, won the victory.

  Of course, the first few competitions were all to enliven the atmosphere and add some fun.

  The real good show is still to come.

   Nangong Yang praised him a bit, gave him a glass of fine wine, and continued to reward him, before talking about today's business.

"I know that the princes who came to my Dayan from afar are not only to congratulate my Dayan, but also want to form a country of brothers with my Dayan. I have already received the wishes brought by the princes. I am very pleased..."

After some high-sounding words, he said again: "However, the matter of marriage is not trivial. Although I am the lord of a country, I can't make a decision casually. This matter needs the support of the Queen Mother, I, the courtiers, and my imperial sister. Only by discussing together can we make a choice..."

   "I have built a country with military force, and all countries also advocate force, so today we will use martial arts to determine the quota, and then we will discuss and decide together..."

   Before he finished speaking, Prince Gray of the Great Mongolian Empire immediately stood up and said, "Your Majesty, besides me, Great Mongolian, Badan, and Beicang Kingdom, are there other people who are fighting with us for the eldest princess?"

  These words were extremely vulgar and impolite. Members of the royal family of Dayan and those ministers all showed displeasure, but thinking that this guy has such a personality, he can only give up.

Nangong Yang smiled and said: "My imperial sister doesn't have to marry out, she can also recruit concubines in my Dayan. My five major sects in Dayan should all be interested in this matter. Therefore, the three princes need to cooperate with them. Compete together."

  At this time, an old monk from Jinchan Temple stood up, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Your Majesty, I am only here to participate in the feast at Jinchan Temple today, and I am not interested in other things."

   As soon as the words fell, Taoist Yunshang of Qingyun Temple also got up and said: "Your Majesty, the same is true of Qingyun Temple."

   Luo Chang of Xianyun Pavilion also said: "Your Majesty, I, Xianyun Pavilion, have no intention of this."

  The smile on Nangong Yang's face froze slightly.

  At this time, everyone's eyes were on the remaining two sects.

   There was a moment of silence in the field.

Ma Chenzi, the head of the Huashan faction, stood up and said, "Your Majesty, my Huashan faction naturally does not dare to expect such a good thing. However, Lin Yuan, my eldest disciple, seems to have a special liking for the little princess of Nangong County Prince's Mansion, and hopes that His Majesty can Help me pull the line."

Nangong Yang smiled when he heard the words, and said: "I will help you with such a good thing. But the specific result depends on your own abilities. After all, my thirteenth uncle only has those two precious daughters. You have to satisfy him."

  Ma Chenzi respectfully said: "That is natural."

   After speaking, he sat down and glanced at the young man behind him.

  The young man smiled all over his face, and once again looked at the slender figure among the members of the royal family opposite.

  Nan Gongyang looked at Fairy Zixia from Lingxiaozong again, and said with a smile, "Fairy Zixia, disciples of Lingxiaozong, would you like to compete with some princes?"

  Fairy Zixia said indifferently: "Since the other sects are not willing, then I, Ling Xiaozong, naturally have to take this responsibility. So that people don't think that I have no one in Dayan."

  Nan Gongyang praised with a full face: "Good."

Just when he was about to speak, Prince Gray of the Great Mongolian Empire couldn't bear it any longer. He jumped onto the martial stage, staring at him fiercely, and said aggressively: "Whoever wants to compete with this prince for the eldest princess, just come up! My prince!" The fist is ready!"

  Prince Lamor of Badan, not to be outdone, jumped up in a flash, with blond hair flying behind him, and said with a sneer, "Grey, my king's fist has already been prepared for you!"

  The two of them were surrounded by strong winds, and their robes were billowing. They were both in the realm of great martial arts masters.

  Although they are both in the initial stage, but coupled with their identities and backgrounds, there are really few people in this world who are more qualified to compete than them.

  Nan Gongyang hurriedly persuaded: "The two princes are competing in martial arts, remember to click until the end, and don't hurt the peace."

   "Boom!"

   As soon as the words were finished, the two were already fighting together.

Gray is tall and tall, with beards on his face, many braids on his hair, and a colorful hat on his head. His fists are fierce. Every time he makes a move, there are overwhelming fist shadows, and the air he hits is "booming". rattle.

  Lamore has blond hair and blue eyes, a tall nose bridge, and a slender figure. He wears a bright slanted-breasted robe, and his movements are extremely sensitive. He first blocked and avoided, but did not attack.

   After enduring the opponent's first wave of ferocious attacks, he immediately started to fight back.

  He majored in not only fists, but also kicks. When he swept his leg away, there was a piercing scream in the air.

  The two of you came and went, and fought continuously for nearly half an hour, but there was still no winner.

   Nangong Yang watched with a smile on his face for a while, then turned his head to look behind him, and asked, "Sister Huang, who do you think will win?"

  Nangong Huoyue and the Queen Mother were sitting on the curtain, hearing the words, but did not answer.

  Nan Gongyang smiled, and suddenly asked: "What did Huang Jie and Luo Qing talk about in the back garden just now? Why didn't Luo Qing come out of the palace directly instead of coming to see the competition?"

  Nangong Huoyue said indifferently: "Just ask him yourself."

  Nan Gongyang smiled and said: "Of course I want to ask."

  At this time, the queen mother suddenly said: "Huo Yue, do you have a fancy to these people?"

  Nangong Huoyue said with a cold expression, "No."

  The queen mother sighed lightly and said, "Let's choose one."

   "Boom!"

   At this time, the contest on the stage finally decided the winner.

  Prince Lamor of Badan Kingdom was knocked off the martial stage with a single punch. Although the injuries were not serious, he was in a state of distress.

  Grey stood on the martial stage, very proud, and laughed.

  Nan Gongyang immediately laughed and said, "It seems that Prince Gray won this round."

  Grey immediately cupped his hands and asked: "Your Majesty, if you win another round, can you meet with the Eldest Princess first? I, Dameng, came here with full sincerity this time, and I hope Your Majesty can also show some sincerity."

  Nan Gongyang smiled and said: "Since Prince Gray is so impatient, I can't refuse anymore. If the prince can win another game, I will arrange for you to meet Huangjie."

  Grey immediately said happily: "Okay! With His Majesty's words, this king will fight for the second game!"

   After finishing speaking, he looked down at the audience and shouted: "Who else dares to fight? This time, this king will not be as lenient as he was just now!"

  The prince of Beicang Kingdom sneered, but did not answer.

  He doesn't seem to want to go up now.

  At this time, a person suddenly walked out from behind the eldest princess, and said, "Yueying is willing to fight on behalf of His Highness! I hope His Highness agrees!"

  The eldest princess did not speak.

   Nangong Yang glanced back and said with a faint smile: "Miss Moon Shadow, I hope you can clarify your own identity. You are a servant, and you are not qualified to fight Prince Gray on stage."

  Yueying didn't seem to hear his words, bowed her head and said respectfully: "Your Highness, this subordinate is willing to fight!"

  A cold light flashed in Nangong Yang's eyes.

  At this time, Nangong Huoyuefang said calmly: "Yueying, you step back, I will do it myself."

   After finishing speaking, she stood up, and at some point, a red mask had been put on her face.

   That red dress fluttered in the evening wind.

Nangong Yang's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "It would be even more exciting for the emperor to fight in person. It's been a long time since I saw the emperor's martial arts competition with my own eyes. enjoy to the full."

  Grey saw this scene, and immediately said excitedly: "Is the eldest princess coming in person? Hahaha, I am honored!"

But at this moment, a figure suddenly jumped up and landed on the stage, saying: "Your Highness just sit down, I am not without a man, how can I let a woman from Your Highness come out to fight? What's more, dealing with such a You are a rough person, just come down and do the work for me, there is no need to dirty His Highness's hands."

  As soon as the words came out, everyone looked over.

  On the martial stage, suddenly there was a slender young man in a black robe.

  The boy looked ordinary, but he had a very special aura that was unclear. Even if he stood with that Prince Gray, he seemed even more extraordinary.

   "Who is this person? Why has it never been seen?"

  Many people are puzzled.

  Nan Gongyang took a look, frowned, and was about to ask, the elder of the Lingxiao Sect suddenly got up and said: "His name is Chu Feiyang, and he is the only direct disciple of the Sect Master of the Lingxiao Sect."

  As soon as these words came out, everyone was secretly surprised.

  A direct disciple of the Sovereign of Lingxiao Sect? And it's the only one!

  This identity is self-evident.

   This is equivalent to the crown prince of a country. If there is no accident, he will even become the next suzerain in the future.

  When Nangong Yang heard this name, his eyes flickered.

  He only knew that this Chu Feiyang was not simple and had a great future in Ling Xiaozong, but he never thought that Chu Feiyang was the only direct disciple of Fairy Zixia.

  In this case, it is more worthwhile for him to win over...

   "So it's Mr. Chu."

Nangong Yang said with a smile on his face: "I have heard about Mr. Chu's name for a long time, and I heard that Mr. Chu shined in this Ling Xiao's first test, but I never thought that Mr. Chu turned out to be Fairy Zixia His beloved disciple. In this way, Mr. Chu is also here today for my imperial sister, right?"

  At this moment, Nangong Huoyue's eyes were also looking at the young man on the stage.

  Luo Qingzhou paused and said, "Yes."

   Then he said: "But I came up here just to let these people dispel their wishful thinking, not to fight for the eldest princess."

   Nangong Yang slightly frowned and said, "Oh?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at the flaming figure behind the curtain, cupped his hands and said, "Princess Eldest Princess is the heavenly daughter of my Great Yan, the Goddess in the hearts of our people, and the treasure of the kingdom of my Great Yan Empire! How can you marry her so casually?" An outsider? Let alone decide her life in such a way! This is a humiliation to the eldest princess, and it is also a shame to us people of Dayan!"

"I feel that the eldest princess's wishful husband, even if he is not number one in the world, should be chosen by her herself, instead of being passively accepted by her in this way. This way, I and thousands of other The people of Dayan absolutely cannot accept it!"

"So, today, I want to show these people, the whole world, that not everyone is qualified to marry our Heavenly Lady of Great Flame! Unless you are number one in the world, unless the eldest princess is willing! Otherwise, it doesn't matter. Whoever comes, I, Chu Feiyang's fist, can't spare him!"

   After these impassioned words were finished, there was a sudden silence in the arena.

   Everyone looked at him with different expressions.

  Behind the curtain, the red shadow was looking at him quietly.

  At this time, Prince Gray, who was standing opposite him, suddenly sneered, and shouted: "Boy, what a breath! You..."

   "Boom!"

   Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion, deafening!

  Luo Qingzhou sent him flying with one punch.

Sorry to everyone, I have been coughing and dizzy for the past two days, and I have been wanting to write, but my mind has gone blank. , because the writing is so bad that I can't read it.

   Allow me to take it easy, the cough is unbearable, no medicine can help, especially when sleeping at night, the cough makes me want to die...

  (end of this chapter)