Chapter 669

A huge shadow was cast onto the jade steps.

Haruhan had an agility inconsistent with his body size, walking without sound, as agile as a big fat leopard.

Batu patted Haruhan's forearm and introduced him proudly: "Na'erheshi Haruhan! The number one warrior of our Royal Court's Naiman tribe! Broke through Wolf Smoke to enter Hunting Tiger at nineteen, and is now twenty years old!

Looking at the same age, he is an unrivaled alpha wolf! A lone wolf! The snow velvet flower on the high ridge, the proud sun in the sky, the pride of the Golden Royal Court!"

"The New Year begins, all things are new, I humbly wish the Great Shun Emperor ten thousand blessings."

Haruhan bowed respectfully.

Those who initially doubted whether such a figure could bend over were now satisfied with their curiosity.

The discussion in the hall never stopped.

Too shocking.

A giant worthy of the name!

It was not yet dawn outside the Noon Gate, and many people didn't notice when queuing, but now it was hard to ignore even if they wanted to.

Batu, except for not looking very good, was not short, tall and burly, about 1.9 meters, but standing side by side, he barely reached Haruhan's waist, or even his butt.

The difference was so great and there was no sense of disharmony.

It just made people feel that the other party was not like a human at all, surging with the fear of facing a monster.

And when everyone heard that he entered Hunting Tiger at nineteen, the shocked heart revealed some relief.

"Entered Hunting Tiger at nineteen... feels not as good as Commandant Liang."

"A whole year behind, far inferior."

"Yuan Yuwen is not as good, let alone Cavalry Commandant Liang."

"Cannot be underestimated... heard that the Naiman tribe's zhang-tall people, one appears every two or three sixty-year cycles, each is a seed of a Martial Saint, the reincarnation of the Naiman King, brave and invincible, capable of pulling mountains and rivers."

"Commandant Liang is not bad either, his martial bones were silent twice, and the Wolf Smoke finally awakened completely. Peeking at the leopard through a tube, one can see a spot. The Scripture Palace has included him in the 'Record of Martial Bones', opening a separate case."

"Maybe there will be a third time..."

One is eighteen, one is nineteen, both are heroic and extraordinary, the pillars of the country.

The envoys of the small countries were almost drooling onto the cloud bricks.

In their own countries, let alone under twenty, even if the limit was relaxed to under twenty-five, it would be enough to be recorded in history!

The court was noisy and chaotic.

The Censor rarely didn't record it in his small notebook.

Not only Haruhan, Batu pulled out a dark and handsome young man from the north: "Zhilugu Sunar! Twenty-four, the black leopard in the Golden Royal Court!"

"Wulianghawabaibuhua! Twenty-five, the mastiff of the Royal Court!"

"Hailetuer Helun'e! Twenty-seven, the hunting leopard of the Royal Court!"

"Jing'erha..."

A full nine people, ranging in age from twenty to thirty-six, and realms from the initial Hunting Tiger to the full Hunting Tiger, demonstrating the rich foundation of the Northern Court, the elites among elites!

Many small countries felt worried.

It sounds like the top batch of the Northern Court, can Great Shun really handle it with the Heavenly Feather Guards in the hall?

Meng Qiang was unmoved. The nine people before him were about the same as he had estimated before. He had secretly obtained the roster and had long ago inferred the martial arts each person was good at based on their surnames and tribes, and made arrangements accordingly.

Straight to the point.

"I don't know how the Northern Envoy wants to sharpen?"

"General Meng, don't be anxious." Batu raised his hand to stop him. He looked around the great hall and shouted, "Batu came to the Imperial Capital in mid-January. Shortly after, I heard that your country has a young man who entered Hunting Tiger at eighteen years and five months, even better than Haruhan, with a blood pillar reaching one hundred and twenty zhang, visible as soon as you look up, shining with the moon!

I wonder if he is in the hall at the Grand Morning Audience today, and if I can have the honor to see the talent of Great Shun?"

The Prime Minister said: "Your Majesty, not to return is not polite."

"Liang Qingjia!"

"Your subject is here!"

Everyone looked back.

"Come to the front of the hall."

"Yes!"

Liang Qu responded in a loud voice, stepped out of the ranks under the gaze of everyone, and hurried forward.

Many envoys of small countries, including the Northern Court delegation and court-gathering envoys, had heard of him, but this was the first time they saw him today.

Looked carefully.

Young!

Really young!

Compared to the terrifying Haruhan, Liang Qu, with his cloud-thunder clothes and white jade belt, undoubtedly had an excellent image and temperament, tall and heroic, straight as a gun, his eyes brighter than the stars, just like a strong and enthusiastic steed.

Worthy of being the Celestial Empire, talents emerge in every generation.

Look at the Northern Court again.

A zhang-tall freak, fat as a ball, a bear from the deep mountains.

Just a barbarian.

"What does Envoy Batu think?"

"Outstanding, a talent sent by heaven!"

"Since you have seen the talent of our Great Shun, can Jiang Zongshi Batu say how you want to sharpen?"

Batu bowed: "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. In another month, it will be the Great Shun Martial Examination. I have heard a little about the evaluation rules, so let's follow that. Between the competitions, no lower limit is set, and the upper limit does not exceed three years! How about that?"

"Why three years, one year up or down is fine!" Meng Qiang replied immediately.

"Good!" Batu was eager to do so, looking at the Heavenly Feather Guards in the great hall, "I don't know which nine warriors in the hall will accept the talents of our Royal Court?"

"Wang Chao, Chai Shen... Liang Qu, step out!"

On both sides of the hall, eight Heavenly Feather Guards stepped out quickly, standing beside Liang Qu, corresponding to the nine people of the Northern Court one by one.

Killing intent permeated.

Batu scanned with narrow eyes, finally stopping on Liang Qu. He never expected Great Shun to let a newly promoted Grand Martial Artist take the field.

Confidence?

"Nine competitions, which one does Jiang Zongshi Batu want to start from?"

"Why nine competitions."

"Nine people don't kill nine competitions?"

"Four competitions are enough." Batu held up four fingers, "Haruhan alone in one competition, the remaining one competition is two-on-two, and two competitions are three-on-three. What does His Majesty the Emperor think?"

As soon as this was said.

Not only Meng Qiang, but the Northern Court people themselves were confused.

Why is it different from what was agreed?

Meng Qiang frowned.

However, there was no room for repentance at this time, thinking more was useless, so he acted generously.

"Naturally, there is no objection."

"Good!" Batu praised, "His Majesty the Emperor, our Royal Court has chosen the method of competition. I don't know where the place of competition is?"

Outside the Tianchen Hall, the sun was bright.

The waiting officials all moved to both sides, clearing the square.

The Feathered Forest Army moved quickly, laying a layer of thin gauze on the ground, then carrying buckets to sprinkle water on it, making it firmly adhere to the earth.

"Batu My Lord, why change the formation temporarily?"

Sunar asked hurriedly.

Before coming, everyone prepared for one-on-one. Great Shun was powerful, they didn't expect to win everything.

If the Northern Court was really that powerful, winning battle after battle, they wouldn't have been robbed of the Liujin Sea, but as long as they cut down four competitions and publicized it, it would be the other side losing face and morale.

"The situation is unfavorable to us." Batu looked back at the great hall, his already narrow eyes squinting into slits, "Didn't you notice something wrong? Great Shun was prepared long ago, all nine people corresponded, someone leaked the news."

Leaked the news?

Everyone looked at each other.

Only the ten of them knew about the whole thing, could it be...

The seeds of suspicion grew quietly, and a hint of vigilance was revealed in each other's gazes.

"Don't guess blindly!" Batu shouted, "It's not necessarily us, perhaps there are Great Shun spies in the Northern Court. Even if it is really one of us, I believe it is definitely not intentional, it must be an unintentional mistake! The top priority is to win the competition for the Royal Court!"

"Yes!"

"The news leaked, the light and dark reversed, if we fight alone again, we are very likely to be targeted by Great Shun, so I propose two-on-two, three-on-three. Even if there is a targeted move, during the battle, you can support each other and exchange enemies."

No wonder.

Everyone sighed secretly.

Changing the formation temporarily cannot completely reverse the disadvantage, but at least it can pull back a game.

"Batu Jiang Zongshi, Haruhan alone..."

"With a difference of about a year, who can target Haruhan?"

Everyone looked at Liang Qu, who was removing his waist tag on the other side of the square, his eyes flickering.

What about a steed?

How can it fight a bear!

(End of chapter)