Xi Qiangwei's behavior was not only not objectionable, but also felt that she was very straightforward.
Her mouth was full of meat and her face was full of happiness.
"Second brother, pour a bowl of chicken soup for Sister Qiangwei and smooth it down her throat." Yaodan saw that Xi Qiangwei felt a little uncomfortable swallowing, and said again with a small mouth.
"Oh, okay." Erdan quickly stood up and went to fill the chicken soup.
Even Xue Rengui and others noticed Yao Dan's deliberate verbal expression.
They all focused on Xi Qiangwei and Erdan, with strange expressions on their faces.
Xi Qiangwei was enjoying her meal. When she felt the eyes of everyone, she thought they were laughing at her for not eating elegantly.
Then she blushed and stopped eating meat unconsciously.
"Yaodan, eat well." Han Xuelian held her forehead speechlessly.
This little guy is usually so talkative.
After Yao Dan calmed down, Er Dan and others also devoured the meat, and Xi Qiangwei continued to happily enjoy the food.
Xi Junmai also took a piece of meat and had the same expression as his sister after eating it.
"Please eat more, you will have enough wine and meat." Wang Jian bought Xi Jun a glass of wine, and then raised the glass to signal to him.
"Thank you, Lord Marquis." Xi Junmai quickly raised his glass with both hands and clinked his glass with Wang Jian respectfully.
After a few glasses of wine, we started chatting.
"Brother Hu, Third Brother, Dayong, Chengcai, have you met any particularly strong players?" Wang Jian asked curiously.
"No, most of the people who entered the finals in my arena were sergeants, and there were only one or two civilian masters." Xue Rengui said, shaking his head.
Xu Hu and the other three also shook their heads, saying that there was no one who was particularly powerful.
Wang Jian felt a little regretful. It seemed that there were only a handful of experts in the market.
If there is a master with similar strength to Xi Junmai, he should be brought to the county prince's mansion.
"If you meet in the finals, be measured in your actions and don't hurt anyone." Wang Jian warned them worriedly.
On the day of the finals, Li Shimin and Baiguan watched the game, fearing that they would be beaten for performance.
"Don't worry, second brother, we all have a sense of proportion." Xue Rengui said with a smile.
They practice martial arts together every day. They have a very good relationship and are very familiar with each other's moves.
Xi Junmai and his two siblings had not eaten meat for a long time. They ate like hungry wolves, but they were not full.
What everyone didn’t expect was that Wang Qiangwei was slender, but she had a bigger appetite than Wang Jian, and she ate three large bowls of white rice.
The next day, early morning.
Cheng Chumo, Yuchi Baoqi and Fang Yiai came to the county prince's mansion in high spirits.
seeAs soon as Wang Jian came, they told the good news about entering the finals.
"It's okay Yi'ai, I didn't expect you to make it to the finals." Wang Jian patted Fang Yiai's shoulder with a happy face.
Fang Yiai has a lot of tendons, and his personal martial arts skills are average, even Ma Dayong cannot compare with him.
"Wang Jian, don't underestimate me. Uncle Qin even praises me as a martial arts prodigy." Fang Yiai said proudly.
"Brother Wang, Uncle Fang asked Uncle Qin to teach Yiai martial arts. He is now much stronger than before." Cheng Chumo explained at the side.
Fang Xuanling felt that Fang Yiai had completely lost hope in studying literature. In order to give him a good future, she could only let him study martial arts.
It is better to have something to do than to be a playboy.
When Cheng Chumo and the others met Xi Junmai, Wang Jian introduced them to him again.
Knowing that Xi Junmai’s strength was close to that of Erdan, Cheng Chumo breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said.
"Fortunately, Xi Jun did not make it to the finals, otherwise my ranking would have dropped again."
His father gave him a fatal order, and he must enter the top ten. Otherwise, break his legs.
In the next two days, Cheng Chumo and the others came to the County Marquis Mansion every day to adjust their status with Xue Rengui and the other five.
Three days have passed by in a flash, and today is the time for the finals.
Early in the morning, the finalists were taken into the palace one by one by the Ministry of War to wait.
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Tai Chi Hall.
Having finished talking about the business, Li Shimin turned to look at the Minister of War.
"The finals of the martial arts competition will be held later. Are you ready?"
"Your Majesty, we are ready. The competition can start at any time." The Minister of War responded as he left. .
During this period of hard work, he lost a lot of weight.
For the first martial arts competition, a total of 180,000 people signed up to participate, and more than 4,500 people were injured.
The medical expenses alone made him, the minister of the Ministry of War, miserable.
Fortunately no one was killed, otherwise he would have died.
"Okay, without further ado, let's start the game now." Li Shimin nodded.
Li Shimin stood up, walked to the stage and stared at the ministers. He waved energetically and said.
"Everyone, come out with me and see how handsome I am as a great Tang Dynasty hero."
After Li Shimin finished speaking, he took the lead out of the Tai Chi Hall.
A large arena has been set up in the large square outside Tai Chi Hall.
On the high platform at the front of the arena, there are hundreds of tables.
Li Shimin, Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Wei Zheng and other ministers sat in the front row.
As the organizer of the martial arts competition, Wang Jian was also arranged to sit in the front row by Li Shimin.
People with lower official positions such as Kong Yingda, Yu Shinan and Cui Yixuan sat in the back.
Around the ring, a group of Qianniu Guards wearing armor and holding spears were guarding solemnly.
"Xuanling, Jingde, Zhijie, your children have all entered the finals. I hope they can all get into the top ten." Li Shimin happily said to his confidants.
Only the three children of the second generation of high officials in the DPRK entered the finals.
Even Li Jing’s son Li Derjian unfortunately stopped participating in the rematch.
"Yi'ai can reach the finals, which is already an extraordinary performance. The top ten is almost hopeless." Fang Xuanling said, shaking her head.
His incompetent son weighs several pounds, and his father knows best.
"Your Majesty, that kid from Chu Mo praised me so much last night that he will be in the top five this time." Cheng Yaojin said with a hearty laugh.
"Hi." Yuchi Gong sneered at Cheng Yaojin's words.
His Qilin'er also said last night that he would be in the top five today, but he would not show it off.
And there is also his beloved disciple Xu Hu, who will be the biggest winner in this martial arts competition.
Yu Chigong crossed his arms with his chest in an enigmatic manner.
While talking, one hundred contestants, led by people from the Ministry of War, walked in from outside one after another.
Looking at the huge arena in the square and the important officials on the high platform, the contestants became nervous.
The people from the Ministry of War took the contestants to draw lots first, and then took them to the waiting area to sit down.
The contestants looked at the numbers in their hands and looked around, everyone was guessing who their opponent was.
"Rengui, Erdan, Brother Hu, what number did you draw?" Cheng Chumo asked in a low voice.
"I am No. 25." Xue Rengui glanced at the number plate and replied in a low voice.
"I am No. 19." Erdan also said.
Cheng Chumo took a look at Xu Hu's number plate next to him and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Haha, Brother Hu is No. 8, Heitan Tou is No. 2, and I haven't bumped into any of you four."
The top fifty is guaranteed!
People in the Ministry of War chose to turn a blind eye to Cheng Chumo's little actions.
They dare not make themselves uncomfortable as the eldest son of General Youwuwei.