Chapter 218 Killing the Future Grandmaster
Yuan Qing said silently: "Chen Tangzhou is tired from traveling. Let's schedule this battle for tomorrow. Give him a rest."
"That's fine."
Yuan Qingshan nodded and asked: "Do you want to go see Qingmu?"
Chen Tang pondered for a moment and said: "After this battle, see you tomorrow."
This battle was no small matter and he did not dare to be careless.
After meeting Qingmu, Chen Tang was worried that he would be trapped by the love between his children and would be distracted and unable to fully cope with tomorrow's battle.
Murong Daoye never left. At this moment, he suddenly said: "There is a person you need to meet."
"This battle is of great importance. Knowing yourself and the enemy will give you a better chance of winning. Not many people survive fighting against Sang Khan. Ming'er fought the most fiercely with him, and she is the person who knows him best in the capital."
Chen Tang nodded.
Even if Murong Daoye didn't mention it, he still had to take a look at Changsun Ming first.
Without prior notice, Murong Daoye took Chen Tang and Yuan Qingmo directly to Changsun's house.
When the guards at home saw that it was Murong Daoye, they all retreated without stopping.
Murong Daoye led the three of them straight to the small courtyard where Chang Sunming was.
As soon as he walked to the door, Chen Tang smelled a faint scent of herbs.
In the courtyard, a figure tied with wooden boards and white cloth was trying to walk a little bit with the help of a girl.
The speed is very slow, and every step seems to consume a lot of energy!
Even so, this figure's back is still straight and straight, like a straight big gun!
"Brother, are you tired? Can you take a rest?"
Chen Tang recognized this girl, she was the real Murong Haitang.
At this moment, Murong Haitang stretched out his sleeves and gently wiped the sweat from Chang Sun Ming's forehead, his eyes full of heartache and worry.
"It's okay, just walk a little longer and recover."
Changsun Ming is still insisting.
At this moment, the two of them seemed to realize something and looked towards the door.
"Grandpa!"
Murong Haitang was a little surprised and exclaimed softly.
She looked at the two people beside Murong Daoye, one of whom was King Wei and the other...
He's coming!
Changsun Ming also looked up at this moment and called Master first.
Then he saw Chen Tang next to Yuan Qingmo, and he couldn't help but feel hot, and for some reason, his eyes turned red.
Chang Sunming knew that Chen Tang was more interested in the world and did not want to get involved in the intrigues and intrigues in the court.
When he first invited Chen Tang to Beijing to participate in the competition for the Qilin Ranking, Chen Tang was not interested.
And now, Chen Tang has entered Beijing!
The two looked at each other and smiled without saying anything.
Chang Sunming knew that Chen Tang was here for him!
"Why was he beaten so badly? It's so embarrassing."
Chen Tang walked towards Changsun Ming, not only did he not comfort him, but he also gave him a compliment.
As he spoke, Chen Tang supported Changsun Ming, who was about to walk towards him.
With just a slight touch, Chen Tang could roughly sense the injuries in Changsun Ming's body!
The injury is serious!
Some bones were even broken.
What a cruel move this was!
Changsun Ming was not angry when he heard this, but he was unwilling to give in. He gritted his teeth and said: "I am indeed not as good as him in terms of fists and feet, but if I change my weapons, I can definitely poke a few bloody holes in his body!"
"It's okay, the fighting spirit is still there."
Chen Tang smiled, feeling slightly relieved.
It doesn't matter if you lose physically, but if you admit defeat mentally and never get back up, then that's a real defeat.
In fact, Chang Sunming was not a hard-bitten person.
Most of Murong Daoye's kung fu was in his internal strength and that big spear.
Moreover, if weapons are fighting, the danger will be even greater, and life and death can be determined by a hair's breadth.
With Murong Daoye’s marksmanship honed on the battlefield, it’s not certain who will survive!
"Sea..."
Changsun Ming was just about to call Haitang when he realized something was wrong and changed his words: "Brother Chen, when are we going to fight?"
"Tomorrow."
"Fortunately, I have time. Let me tell you about Sang Khan's martial arts skills."...
Chen Tang and Yuan Qingmo stayed with their elder Sun Ming until late at night before leaving the small courtyard.
Murong Daoye did not go far and seemed to be waiting for them.
"General Murong?"
Yuan Qingmo said hello.
Murong Daoye turned to look at Chen Tang and said slowly: "I want to ask you a favor."
"General, please speak."
Chen Tang looked serious.
Murong Daoye said: "If we fight tomorrow, there is no need to hold back. If there is a chance, we must hit him hard!"
"I'll do my best."
Chen Tang nodded.
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Murong Daoye walked outside and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the night, his voice came slowly.
"If you can kill him in the ring, it will be equivalent to killing a future grandmaster of the barbarian tribe. This is an unparalleled achievement!"
Kill the future grandmaster!
Perhaps this is just one aspect of what Murong Daoye said.
Chang Sunming is a disciple of Murong Daoye.
Suffering such a heavy blow, the God of War never showed anything.
Until just now, he showed no trace of murderous intent.
It is enough to see how much Murong Daoye values Changsun Ming.
"Chen Tang, don't feel any pressure."
Yuan Qingmo said with relief: "On the stage, it is not easy to kill the opponent just with fists and kicks. As long as you can win this battle, it will be enough."
If the opponent sees that the situation is not going well and surrenders in time, Chen Tang will not be able to pursue him.
Unless we can tell the difference between life and death in a short time!
After a pause, Yuan Qingmo said again: "If you see that the situation is not good, you must not hold on. Although this battle is of great importance, your survival is more important than anything else."
Sun Ming, the eldest brother, just revealed many details.
According to what he said, that Sang Khan may still have some strength left and has other trump cards!
Yuan Qing listened silently, feeling unsure at all.
"Don't worry."
Chen Tang smiled.
He will never lose this battle, it just depends on the price he will pay!
Tomorrow's battle will attract everyone's attention.
In the capital, powerful people gathered.
It is inconvenient to use when sitting in trance and taking photos.
You can’t use the Dragon Capturing Hand, otherwise it will definitely attract Yu Wenmao’s attention!
If other means cannot defeat the opponent, then he will have no choice but to risk it all!
"You can rest here tonight."
Yuan Qing said silently: "The Changsun family has prepared a room for you. The safety here is sufficient, so you don't have to worry about it anymore."
"Okay."
Chen Tang should come down.
Accompanied by the guards, they came to a quiet courtyard. There were not only the guards of the Changsun family, but also the Qilin guards and even the Xuanwu guards.
There is no room for failure in tomorrow's battle.
Chen Tang walked into the room and did not rush to rest. Instead, he sat cross-legged and began to review what he had learned, recharge his batteries, and wait for dawn.
At the same time, the barbarian mission also received news.
"Sanghan, your opponent seems to be a bit tricky tomorrow, so don't be careless!"
An old barbarian man looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "I just got the news that this person defeated a young master of Tantric Buddhism in Xinping Temple a month ago."
"This person is good at Buddhist boxing techniques, among which he is famous for "Arhat Boxing". Moreover, this person is very likely to have mastered several techniques of Tantric Mahamudra..."
The barbarians are also revealing Chen Tang's details to Sang Han one by one.
(End of chapter)