"Lord Changsun has great swordsmanship!" All the generals cheered. With this swordsmanship, it would be no problem to kill ten or eight thieves when going into battle.

Xia Yu was dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it. This nimble fat man in front of him was a scholar!

Sammo Hung of the Tang Dynasty is you.

After a moment, Changsun Wuji finished a set of swordsmanship, put away the sword easily, and calmly threw the Chihu Sword back to Li Shimin.

"Military advisor, what do you think?" King Xiao Qin looked at Xia Yu with a smile on his face, a look of ridicule on his face.

Xia Yu is going crazy.

Fang Xuanling is a muscular man, and Changsun Wuji is a master of swordsmanship. Can you believe it?

It's not written in the book. Could it be that the history he learned was fake history? Or was the Tang Dynasty he traveled through a magical world?

The ancients practiced martial arts, but did they really reach this level?

Legend has it that a literati from the Tang Dynasty often went into battle to kill people without any ambiguity. He always thought it was an artistic exaggeration. Could it be true?
Chapter completed!