Next to the royal tent.

Anku and Anhua sat around King Yelang Anye, with many beautiful concubines waiting by his side, and there were as many as thirty or ten.

Xiuluo also sat next to Anhua. He is now a special identity and is allowed to sit with the royal family.

The mat was long and in two groups. Xiuluo sat at Anhua's head. The mat was filled with chicken, duck, cattle and sheep, and many fruits that Xiuluo had never seen before. The wine used was a unique clear seed brew on the border, but the workmanship was more refined, and the wine was cold and easy to sip. Since he arrived in Yelang Kingdom, he had fought all the way and had no time to cook and have a good meal. At present, there was no reason not to enjoy it. After sitting down, he started eating and drinking on his own.

"Father! I respect you." Angu raised a glass of golden wine.

On the night, he smiled lightly and raised his wine to show off.

Anhua poked Xiuluo with his fingers and chewed him on the side.

Xiuluo was stunned for a moment before hearing An Hua whisper: "Help me respect my father for a cup."

"Oh, OK." Xiuluo wiped his greasy mouth, picked up a cup and filled it, stood up and said to An Ye: "Your Majesty, the young general respects His Majesty a cup."

After saying that, he drank it all.

His reckless and honest expression made An Ye laugh: "Okay."

This time I picked up the wine and drank a glass.

An Ku looked at this scene and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

At this time, an uproar sounded not far away. Many young people on the grassland rushed over, and the most eye-catching riding and shooting competition in Yelang Country began.

This is the most important competition of the original day and night banquet, and it is also the best time for a group of young people to show their style in front of the women they like. Generally, young people who have achieved good results in riding and shooting competitions will ask for pleasure to the women they like tonight, and will definitely not be rejected.

Therefore, it attracted the attention of countless people at once.

The open space where the royal family is located is slightly higher and has the best geographical location. Everyone can see clearly the situation in the shooting field without leaving the seat.

The eight riders rode their horses from east to west. The flames and lanterns had already illuminated the entire grassland, and it was already dark now. The knights' style was still visible. A row of targets was on the side of the riding field. When the eight riders accelerated and flew past, they performed amazing horse racing one by one, some on the side of the horse, and everyone stood on the ground. There were all hanging upside down on the horse's belly, and eight knights bent their bows and arrows, and the sound of sobs came. Eight arrows hit the targets together. Although they did not hit the red heart, it was very impressive to hit the targets in such a high-speed equestrian performance. The audience burst into cheers like a tide. For the wonderful performance of the knights.

Just as the eight riders passed by, a fierce horse, which was as red as blood, suddenly rushed out of the crowd without any trace of color.

I saw the horse knight wearing red leather armor, with a graceful figure, even if it was far away, it could make people feel that he must be a charming beauty immediately.

Anhua poked Xiuluo again and said, "Don't you take a look!"

Xiuluo looked up and his breathing was short.

The crowd was filled with an uproar, but the red horse was already flashing out like a flash of electric shock. The speed was so fast that it could not be seen clearly.

I saw the woman doing various movements on the horse at dazzled speed. Every time she made an action, an arrow shot out from her hand, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Shocking cheers broke out in the crowd.

Even Xiuluo had to secretly praise: "Good arrow technique!"

With his eyesight, he could certainly see clearly that these eight arrows not only made tricky shooting, but also hit the Red Heart. In contrast, the performances of the eight knights just now were immediately overshadowed.

“Oya, Anya!

The crowd was cheering waves after wave.

Especially countless young men, they were almost crazy.

Anya took off her helmet, and her wavy brown curly hair flowed down. Her red face looked even more moving in the fire. Her chest fell down due to the intense movement just now, and the horse under her feet was the same color as him, making her look like a Valkyrie returning on the clouds of fire.

Anhua looked at Xiuluo in a daze and smiled softly.

Anya was wearing a horse's belly, and the fire clouds separated the crowd and walked towards the open space where the royal family gathered.

Arriving in front of a large bonfire in the middle of the open space, Anya jumped off her horse lightly, stepped in front of An Ye, and half-kneeled down to salute: "Father"

"Ya'er, come to your father."

Anya walked into the night's meal and snuggled up to her side.

A pair of shining big eyes shone brightly at the people sitting around, and finally landed on Xiuluo and hummed softly.

This is when the wrestling performance begins.

Since Anya came over, Xiuluo felt a little uncomfortable and found an excuse to watch the wrestling.

One by one, a young man with big arms and round waist walked barefoot to an open space in front of the royal family, divided into two rows, and walked out from inside, firmly confronting each other.

After a moment, the two yelled and collided.

Put your hands on each other's shoulders, squatted with both feet and half, exerted a deep voice, and his face turned red. Lin Lei

One of the two men was slightly taller and the other was slightly shorter, and their strength seemed to be comparable. After a long stalemate, they both turned around several times, but still did not do anything to each other.

The group of relatives and friends around them were cheering loudly.

At this time, a girl was pushed to the front row of the spectator by the crowd. Her face was red, and there were many young sisters around her, one by one. After a while, the woman suddenly put her hands on her lips and shouted at the scene: "Damir, come on!"

The situation in the field, which was originally stalemate, suddenly changed. The short and strong man roared, squatted, and turned the tall sweat to the ground. He immediately pressed on and suppressed the fallen man tightly on the ground.

A burst of cheers broke out in the crowd, and the girl's face was even red and her spirit was flying.

When the short man stood up, the girl had already run into the field like a butterfly and rushed into the winner's arms.

There was another whistle in the crowd.

There was such a good thing in the day and night banquet. No wonder these young people performed desperately. For this conference, I believe that the young people in Yelang Kingdom must practice riding, shooting, wrestling and other skills on weekdays. This is also one of the reasons why the soldiers in Yelang Kingdom have excellent physical fitness.

After the wrestling conference, there is a more exciting and tense sword competition.

At this time, the venue had moved closer to the royal tent. Because the swordsman competition not only wanted to win the hearts of the beauty, but also had a more important role, which was to select talents. Any swordsman who won five consecutive games in the swordsman competition could win the title of aristocratic knight by the royal family.

Of course, the qualification for swordsmanship is even more rare.

The outstanding swordsmen selected by all races have already arrived at the venue and waited.

With the presence of the princess Anya, the swordsmen's eyes, the light of winning is even stronger. Almost every swordsman will launch an eye attack on Anya before going on the court.

He vowed to give victory to the princess.

There are indeed a few good players among these players.

But in Xiuluo's opinion, their local sword skills are still too fancy, far less fierce than the blood hunting sword technique taught to him by Yang Zheng.

The swordsmanship competition was about ten times, and a young man named Karen Wei won three consecutive games. There were riots in the crowd, and countless girls shouted enthusiastically.

Xiuluo then took a little attention.

I saw that this Wei Karen was slender, strong in shape, and had a bright face. He was actually a very beautiful man. He held a four-foot green breeze in one hand and held it behind his back with one hand, with a graceful spirit, as if he was like a god.

Even Anya's eyes were radiant, as if attracted by the style of this young swordsman, and she was blinded by the eyes for a moment.

At this moment, his opponent was a black-clothed swordsman with a cold face. Xiuluo's eyes were so sharp. When he saw that the black-clothed swordsman had dry and powerful fingers and held the sword without moving, he could determine that this swordsman was also a master.

"The black-clothed swordsman is called Manba. He is a master of Senxue City. He has a quick sword that makes him superb." Anhua whispered when he arrived beside him.

Xiuluo's eyes flashed slightly and he nodded.

The black-clothed swordsman in the field, namely Mamba, had moved. He saw his left and right feet jumping lightly, and the long sword in his hand had pierced out starlight, stabbing Wei Karen from various angles.

Xiuluo's eyes contracted.

This Mamba is indeed a skill, and he also simulates in his heart how to deal with this sword.

Just as the sword light was about to touch Wei Karen, Wei Karen's Qingfeng picked up and broke through the sword net with one sword. Qingfeng floated gently to Mamba's throat. Compared with Mamba's fast, Wei Karen's speed could only be described as slow, but the timing and direction of his slow sword were the pain point where Mamba's old power had exhausted and new power had not yet developed.

A hint of surprise appeared in Mamba's eyes, but he was not an easy person. He turned his body in an impossible situation and took a few steps back.

Re-retract the sword and make a sword pose.

Anyone who is familiar with Mamba knows that he is going to use his trick.

Sure enough, a layer of water-blue light appeared on the long sword in Mamba's hand.

As soon as the water-like magic sword came out, the air suddenly dropped a few degrees, and even the large bonfire nearby dimmed, and the water vapor in the air condensed slightly.

The blue light on the long sword was already very eye-catching.

Wei Karen's face gradually showed a solemn expression.

Mamba raised the sword flat, and several ripples of water vapor surrounded the sword body. A cold light flashed in his eyes. Suddenly, he shouted loudly, and the magic sword flashed violently.

At this time, except for the light on the sword body, the flames of the bonfire were suppressed and almost extinguished.

The originally shiny venue has become very bleak.

Everyone's mind seemed to be attracted by this sword.

However, Xiuluo's mouth suddenly became cold and suddenly pulled out the silver knife behind him.

When the sword sprinkled like silver flowers, he felt the murderous aura that suddenly solidified in the air. No one was more sensitive to murderous aura than him, because he was a super warrior who walked out of the battlefield of fire and blood countless times. To him, the murderous aura was like water and fire, and when it touched, it would produce a strong sense.

Wei Karen was quickly retreating. He was originally facing away from Xiuluo, and the distance was about fifteen meters.

When he flew back, Mamba also rushed over like lightning.

Almost that moment, he felt the real killing of this sword.

The dying second prince.

Both of them came to kill Anhua!

Anhua was covering his mouth with a handkerchief and coughing hard, as if he didn't realize the danger was approaching.
To be continued...