There are a total of 21 elegant seats on the second floor of the embroidery building. White gauze curtains hang down from the roof like a waterfall, and vases are placed around the flowers just picked today, making you feel like you are in a fairyland.

However, the curtains of the other seats were all removed by the maids one after another, leaving only the prince's three seats still covered by the curtains.

The prince, Bai Li, Chen Ji, Liang Gou'er, and Liang Mao'er were in one of the seats, while She Dengke, Liu Quxing and other people in the world were sitting in the other two seats.

Liang Gouer didn't care. Even if the curtains were not taken down, there were still maids bringing wine and food in continuously. He felt that the wine glasses of the Qingyin class were too small, so he simply changed them to bowls.

The prince rolled up his sleeves and sat in a daze in front of the table under the curtain, holding a pen and racking his brains but unable to write a single line of poetry.

He slowly looked at Chen Ji. Chen Ji was still sleeping with his brows furrowed, so he probably couldn't hope for more.

He slowly looked at Liang Gou'er, Liang Mao'er... forget it!

Finally, he looked at Bai Li: "Um, Bai Li, can you write one? I remember you have written poems before."

Bai Liwei: "My writings have been criticized by gentlemen as being 'messy'. I can't write them, and it would make a joke even if I wrote them."

Liang Gouer laughed happily and said: "This Qingyin squad just likes to play tricks on you. It is obviously to make money, but it still wants to set up many obstacles for you... But the literati just fall in love with this trick! Let me tell you, Baiyi Lane

It’s not as open and bright as Hongyi Alley. The girl Yan’er from Jinfang is a great drinker. She’ll drink with you as many times as you want. It’s really fun.”

Liang Maoer pouted: "Brother, do you like her drinking ability? I don't even want to expose you!"

At this time, Chen Wenxiao's laughter came from outside the curtain: "Why are there still three curtains that have not been taken down? Do the friends inside think this is more elegant and quiet?"

The prince retorted across the curtain: "Good lines are made by nature, and good hands come by chance. It's not about writing too many poems, it's about being precise. If it's not subtle enough, what's the use of writing more? I think Liu Xingshou's game is a bit sloppy, forcing everyone to immediately

It’s okay to write three poems related to autumn, but what good things can be written in such a hurry? Do you think the poems you just wrote can be passed down through the ages?”

It was quiet outside the curtain. Some people were thinking about the words of the prince, and some were thinking about the eight words "good sentences are made in heaven, and good hands can accidentally find them".

Chen Wenzong was silent for a moment: "I couldn't hear clearly, so I took off the curtain and spoke."

Prince: "..."

He turned to look at Chen Ji, and could only place his last hope on Chen Ji to wake up.

The prince was a little worried: "Isn't Chen Ji dead?"

"Impossible, he's still breathing," Princess Baili thought for a moment and said, "It must be that I was carried out and tortured by you after being injured. I'm too tired."

"Delay a little longer to see if he wakes up."

…

…

There is no sign of him waking up. He has been fighting until the sky is dark and the earth is dark.

On the top of the mountain, Chen Ji and the giant halberd warrior were both panting. They had just tested each other for hundreds of rounds, but neither one could defeat the other.

Xuanyuan didn't know when he changed into a black royal robe. The sleeves of the robe were embroidered with gold threads and there were purple Wei Yuan in the center, Tai Wei Yuan and Tianshi Yuan on both sides.

Jin Jia and Wang Qi both disappeared.

When Xuanyuan was sitting cross-legged on the boulder, he was obviously just sitting on the boulder, but he still looked like an emperor sitting on a golden chair.

His expression was majestic and solemn.

Just like the black color of his royal robe, he is calm, rational and unquestionable.

When Xuanyuan saw that the two of them did not take action, he urged in a cold tone: "This battle has already lasted two sticks of incense, how long do you want to wait? On the real battlefield, the battle formations are crowded with each other, how can there be any help?

Time to breathe!"

The Halberdiers received the order and immediately roared towards them, brandishing their bronze halberds.

Chen Ji's eyes did not dodge. He stared closely at the halberd blade that was coming at him. He only leaned back slightly. The halberd blade passed in front of the bridge of his nose, but it did not hurt him at all.

This flash is understated, as if breathing with the world, completely natural, and lifting weights is as light as a breeze.

Sixteen fires have been lit in Chen Ji's body, and his strength has already surpassed that of ordinary people. Even when he was wrestling with Jingchao's spies, he still had the upper hand.

But he suddenly gained strength. He was not even familiar with his own body and had no skills in exerting force.

The technique of exerting force is like a lever. Without this lever, you can only use 80% of your 100% strength. With this lever, you can use 100% of your strength to 120%.

Now, Chen Ji already knows what his body looks like and where his strength is hidden!

However, the halberd warrior was not a weak hand. When he saw that the halberd missed, he immediately twisted his waist and turned around, forcefully changing the direction of the halberd blade with the power of his waist and hips.

He was obviously moving from left to right to sweep away thousands of troops, but suddenly he attacked in the opposite direction!

The halberd blade scratched across Chen Ji's chest, leaving a scar and forcing Chen Ji's sneak attack away.

However, after Chen Ji was injured, he did not lower his head to see the wound, but still stared at the Halberdier closely, as if the wound was not painful, bending slightly like a cheetah.

Although he was injured, he showed no sign of being at a disadvantage.

Xuanyuan once said that Chen Ji no longer had the fighting instinct, but he suddenly realized that he was wrong.

In just one day, he witnessed with his own eyes the other party's escape from the miserable Manshan Mountain, and now he and the Halberdier were fighting neck to neck.

The steps, techniques...even the techniques for exerting force are becoming more and more rough and authentic.

The random punches and kicks may seem hasty and clumsy, but they are full of violence and direct dominance.

"It's only six hours," Xuanyuan sighed softly.

The fighting instinct in the opponent's body is like an immortal sword that has not seen the light of day for thousands of years, and is being wiped away bit by bit.

But even though Xuanyuan thought so, he joked: "It's been six hours and we still can't win? This giant halberd warrior is just a soldier in our army formation."

Chen Ji panted while looking at the giant swordsman and said with a smile: "He is not very good at talking. Don't mind it. You are very powerful. It is normal that he cannot defeat you."

Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows.

Chen Ji looked exhausted. After fighting for six hours, the Halberdier could stand here energetically again and again, but he couldn't.

Every minute and every second at this time was a kind of torture for him.

How many times did you die in one day?

Forty times? Or sixty times?

Can't remember it.

At a certain moment, Chen Ji thought about it, why don't he give up and learn the art of swordsmanship?

However, when he thought that he had learned something and felt a little more confident, he ignited new fighting spirit.

The next moment, the giant halberd man came again with a halberd. Chen Ji moved, but it affected the wound on his chest, so that his movements were stagnant, his body turned sideways in time, and a piece of flesh and blood was cut off from his entire left arm!

This blow was like a watershed moment. From then on, Chen Ji could only dodge and had no chance to take the initiative to attack.

Xuanyuan sneered at Chen Ji and said, "I think you have no hope. Why don't you just let me come back to the world and leave my last words: Whoever you want to kill, I will help you kill him."

"I'll do it myself," Chen Ji gasped while dodging the Halberdier's attacks.

"Oh? Are you nostalgic for that world?"

"I still have a cat, what if I lose it."

Xuanyuan was confused: "...cat?"

"I also made some new friends."

Xuanyuan burst out laughing: "Do you also need friends? You have already said that you don't need friends anymore!"

"Were we ever friends?"

"Yes, but no longer."

"Then let's get to know each other again."

When the bronze halberd struck down again.

Chen Ji suddenly leaned forward and rushed towards the giant halberd warrior, his eyes tightly locked on the opponent's halberd blade like hooks.

The crescent blade of the bronze halberd struck down on the head. The giant halberd warrior had already made various changes after Chen Ji dodged, but this time Chen Ji didn't dodge!

However, Chen Ji speeded up again, and passed the point where the crescent blade struck, and came to the halberd. His hands held the slender halberd pole like a mountain, and stopped the bronze halberd from falling!

The giant halberd man wanted to withdraw the bronze halberd, but he was shocked when he saw Chen Ji pull the halberd body down and shook his hands with all his strength!

"let go!"

The inexplicable power was transmitted to the bronze halberd body, causing the giant halberd warrior to involuntarily let go of his hand. That weird halberd grabbing move... was obviously something the giant halberd warrior had used before, but Chen Ji had learned it!

"Eh!" Xuanyuan's eyes lit up. This skill of seizing weapons that had been honed over thousands of years was his unique skill in the battle formation, but he had learned it in just one day.

I saw Chen Ji swinging the bronze halberd like a full moon, forcing the giant halberd warrior to retreat repeatedly, unable to get in the water.

In an instant, after chasing and retreating, the giant halberd warrior was unable to retreat from the edge and could only stand still. However, the bronze halberd in Chen Ji's hand did not hit him, but stopped at his neck.

"How is it?" Chen Ji gasped and asked, "Can you teach me now?"

The long-lost joy of victory filled his heart.

In the hot breath, the traces are like climbing an insurmountable mountain again, like climbing all the way to the top of the mountain, watching the sunrise break through the sea of ​​clouds, as quiet but high-pitched.

Xuanyuan sat on the boulder and said slowly: "Is this enough? Your strength is just that of a soldier in our military formation."

"Huh?" Chen Ji was confused.
To be continued...