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Chapter 72 Yang Yuji, I've been waiting for today for a long time

The air seemed to stop flowing at this moment.

Everyone, including the third uncle Wei Ke and the sect master cousin Wei Jiang, were stunned.

The young King of Chu was a legendary king.

When he just ascended the throne, he had to endure for three years because of the oppression of the powerful minister Dou clan, but in the end he made a gorgeous counterattack with the allusion of "no one to make a splash for three years", and eventually destroyed the Dou clan family.

After that, the King of Chu led the Chu army north to drink horses and the Yellow River to compete for the Central Plains. Wang Sun Jiman, the envoy of the Zhou emperor, could only say weakly, "The importance of the tripod is not to be asked about." Even Zhao Dun, the overlord of the Central Plains, had to choose to avoid the front of the Chu army.

Such a king was scolded so bluntly by a scholar of Jin who had just won the title in front of dozens of Chu officials in the entire tent?

Even the King of Chu himself couldn't help but feel a very unrealistic absurdity.

After several seconds, the King of Chu laughed furiously and said, "Okay, very good. Since you are determined to die today, what's the point of fulfilling you? Come on, drag the person who speaks wildly and kill me!"

After the King of Chu finished speaking, the sect leader Wei Jiang was shocked and said immediately: "King! Didn't you hear that 't the two countries are fighting for troops and not killing the envoys'? Could it be that the king wants to break this rule? If so, what credibility does Chu have in China in the future? How can the princes believe in the king and Chu? Please think twice!"

The King of Chu was furious and said coldly: "Wei Jiang, I know that this person is your clan's brother, but he made two or three provocations in the camp outside the camp. If I don't punish him in public, how can I have the face of the Great Chu? Even if the Marquis of Jin in your country arrives in person, I will definitely kill this person!"

Wei Jiang was rejected when he pleaded with mercy, and several guards of Chu rushed up directly to hold Wei Xiang and drag him out.

Wei Xiang sneered, but he didn't see any movement. He just moved his body suddenly, his hands and feet came out together, and several Chu guards flew backwards.

Wei Xiang laughed and said, "I heard that there are many brave men in the Chu State for a long time. What I see today is nothing more than that!"

Wei Xiang's laughter made the King of Chu even more angry, and he couldn't help but slapped the table and shouted: "Is there anyone in my country? Come and take this crazy guy down!"

A long sword appeared in time before Wei Xiang's neck, regaining the face of King Chu.

Yang Youji stared at Wei Xiang coldly and said, "Do you really want to die?"

Yang Youji was not willing to kill people in front of the King of Chu, otherwise the long sword would have penetrated into Wei Xiang's throat at this moment.

The next moment, Yang Youji suddenly took two steps back.

A powerful and heavy whip leg was whipped in the position where the base was standing just now, but it only hit the air.

Uncle San Wei Ke took back his right leg and stood in front of Wei Xiang slowly.

The sect leader Wei Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, stood in front of Wei Ke and Wei Xiang, and spoke very seriously: "I'm going to hide it from the king, since Wei Jiang is here all three, then naturally, they must have three of them return together. If not, then the three of us are from the same clan. If we can die here on the same day, it will be worthy of our reputation as the bravery of Wei."

The King of Chu looked at Wei Jiang, his face changed again, and his expression began to become subtle.

In the Chu State tent, the nobles and officials who were still indignant just now became quiet.

Wei Xiang was just a follower, and if he cut it, he would actually cut it. But if it was involved in the envoy Wei Jiang, the meaning would be completely different.

The two countries' wars are not written, but they have become part of the battlefield etiquette.

If the Jin envoy Wei Jiang really died in the Chu camp, regardless of any reason, the upcoming battle of Liu Fen will no longer be a battle that can be reached at a glance, but a death battle that bets on the dignity of Jin!

That is the world's largest country, Jin! Can Chu State afford such a battle?

The atmosphere suddenly became a little silent.

At this moment, Wei Xiang suddenly spoke again.

"Chu Zi, since you want to kill me, I will give you a chance."

Everyone's eyes instantly gathered on Wei Xiang.

Uncle San was anxious when he heard this and couldn't help but speak, "Xiang'er, stop talking!"

Wei Xiang smiled and shook his head, then continued to speak, "Chu Zi, you probably know that the Wei clan is best at shooting art. I heard that there is a sharp shooter in your Chu State called Yang Youji. Why not let him compete with me for shooting art, regardless of life or death! How about it?"

All along, everything Wei Xiang said in this camp seemed to be very confident. Only at this moment can you hear the hidden trace of expectation from Wei Xiang's tone.

Everyone was waiting for the answer from King Chu.

The King of Chu looked at Wei Xiang, silently asked suddenly, "Do you have any grudges with Yang Youji?"

Wei Xiang replied very seriously: "I want to kill Yangyouji for a long time!"

Yang Youji sneered at the right time and said in a deep voice: "King, I am willing to compare with Wei, and determine life and death with one arrow!"

The King of Chu said slowly, "Prince Wei, if you die because of the competition, you will be willing to do so. No wonder I and Da Chu."

Wei Xiang smiled and said, "That's natural."

From beginning to end, Wei Xiang did not give any chance to interrupt the other two close relatives.

The King of Chu also laughed: "Since that's the case, what reason do I have to not satisfy you? Come and set up a driving school!"

A quarter of an hour later, the schoolyard.

Uncle Wei Ke looked at Wei Xiang with some anxiety and sighed: "Xiang'er, if something happens to you, how can I go back and explain to your father?"

Wei Xiang smiled slightly and said, "Don't panic, third uncle, come when your nephew goes."

The cousin of the Sect Master looked at Wei Xiang strode towards the center of the school ground, frowned, and whispered: "Uncle San, can Xiang Brother's shooting technique be better than Yang Youji?"

Uncle San was silent for several seconds and said with some uncertainty: "Xiang'er's archery technique actually has the eighty-nine-point charm of his father back then, but Yang Youji was the first archery in Chu after all, so the ending of this battle is unpredictable."

On the other hand, the King of Chu also asked the same question to Wu Shen beside him: "Do you think Yang Youji can win this battle?"

Wu Shen replied without hesitation: "Please rest assured, this Wei Prime Minister will die under Yang Youji's arrow today!"

Other officials from Chu State agreed after hearing this.

The famous Chu sharpshooter and the unknown Wei family from Jin State, as long as the Chu doctor who is a little smart, will give the same answer as Wu Shen. This is not entirely because of the position brought by nationality.

The King of Chu nodded slightly, then suddenly laughed: "Since this Wei Prime Minister is quite famous in Jin State and is also a concubine of Zhao, that's an unexpected gain this time."

In the training ground, Wei Xiang and Yang stood opposite each other from the Ji, each with a bow and an arrow, a distance of fifty steps.

Wei Xiang let out a sigh of relief and looked at Yang Youji and said, "Yan Youji, I have been waiting for a long time today."

Yang Youji looked at Wei Xiang coldly and said, "You said you had a grudge with me just now, where did the grudge come from? Explain it clearly, I will let you die and understand."

Wei Xiang smiled and said, "You don't understand even if you say it, come on."
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