Xu Ziling waved to Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui and asked, "Have those agreements been written?"

"Please check it out for a while, Mr. Xu." Du Ruhui stood up and took Fang Xuanling's two pieces together. The moji is Youxin, but the content is as accurate as Xu Ziling said. Xu Ziling first took a pen in Du Ruhui's hand and wrote the name with flying phoenixes. Then he said to Du Ruhui: "I did a good job, but you forgot to write a beautiful name here."

"It seems inappropriate to call the prince to write the name for us?" Du Ruhui replied in a low voice.

"Do you think Ha-no-American Prince can write?" Xu Ziling asked strangely: "Wouldn't you make things difficult for him if you ask him to sign? Just write it all for him to have his finger mold!"

"Prince, give me a finger mold!" Du Ruhui held back his smile and held the four treaty documents to Ha Wumei.

A large group of Western Turks and Persia gathered to study for a long time and there was no need to modify it. Finally, Prince Hamilton was stained with cinnabar and stamped with a few fingers. The Hu envoy strongly stated that he also had a signature on it because the duel was translated by him. He should have a glorious name on it. His words were approved by the envoy leader of the Western Turks.

As a result, Du Ruhui helped these two guys who were ignorant of their names write names so that they happily put bright red finger molds on their names to show their honor of participating in the testimony.

When Du Ruhui handed it to Eunuch Chen and reported it to Li Yuan as a testimony signature, he made him laugh.

Ha Wumei was impatient to take action after signing the treaty. He wanted to knock down his opponent with one punch and then boasted proudly. Finally, he went to Luoyang City to inspect his nominal territory and survived the emperor's addiction. Even selecting a hundred Han women's virgins to take him home gloriously.

"Come on (small pull) and let (itch) move your hand first..." Ha Wumei waved contemptuously when she saw Xu Ziling's wind blowing.

"Cough cough..." Xu Ziling coughed slightly and said, "I'm welcome to be so generous!"

A flash of white shadow, Xu Ziling shot in front of Ha Wumei's face like a flash, and punched him hard from bottom to top on Ha Wumei's chin. Xu Ziling turned backwards and held his legs upside down faster than Ha Wumei's body flying in the air. Ha Wumei fell on the marble-paved ground and fell into the ground.

Hammi howled with pain and struggled with her hands just about to get up.

Xu Ziling hit his back with one elbow and knocked Ha Wumei almost exasperated.

The other hand grabbed Ha Wumei's head and pulled him up. He threw it at a giant dragon pillar in the distance. When Ha Wumei hit the pillar before it rebounded, Xu Ziling shot a roundabout kick that kicked Ha Wumei away.

Xu Ziling ran quickly on the dragon pillar and used force to bounce into the air and hit the high in the top of the palace. Then he ejected faster and straight towards Prince Ha Momei who was still flying in the air. Two figures flashed on Persia. The two of them held Xu Ziling's legs and brought back Prince Ha Momei as they fell.

"Cough cough..." Xu Ziling's face turned paler, and there seemed to be a red line between his fingers that looked like a rough jade.

Only then did everyone realize that the lord of the Chinese Army was indeed powerful. If it weren't for the internal injuries before, I believe that the prince without the American would have to be alive.

But anyone with a discerning eye saw the attack of the Chinese Army, which only Ha Wumei Prince, can insist, may be the one who falls down first. However, it depends on whether Ha Wumei Prince, Ha Wumei Prince, has the courage to fight again. Let's see if Ha Wumei Prince, can wake up from the fainting of the attack.

"Is this battle not counting..." Hu Qi jumped out and shouted: "This is what our prince asked you to do first!"

"Is that true?" Xu Ziling quietly wiped his palms and movements were very hidden. The discerning people present could see clearly that Xu Ziling's pale face flashed with a morbid blush, but his figure was still supporting him and smiled: "Then let your prince come and fight again! This time, the young master (itch) will move (freezing) his hands first!"

Xu Ziling finally spoke in Ha Wumei's weird tone, which made everyone burst into laughter.

One of the two people attacked by Xu Ziling just now was about fifty years old. But he was strong and his body was as straight as an iron tower. His thick beard hung like an iron tower. He was like a brush and his eyes were shining with a glittering expression. He was the strongest master among the Persians. It seemed that his skills were especially beautiful.

Another burly man is only thirty years old and his muscles are strong and full of explosive power. It should not be underestimated.

It seemed that through some secret method, Ha Wumei immediately woke up the old man. When he saw Xu Ziling in the field, he was furious and wanted to get up and attack him immediately. Ha Wumei had thick skin and thick flesh. If there were too many heavy blows, his face looked a bit like a pig's head, but he did not lose his combat power. Because in his rage, his body's breath rose instead.

The old man spoke in Ha Wumei's ear and stood up and said to the translator Hu Zhi. When Hu Zhi heard this, he said happily: "Just just now, our Ha Wumei's prince deliberately gave in, so he missed a little, and now he is going to do something. But we Prince thought that he had suffered internal injuries before you, so he specially asked you to rest for a while..."

When everyone heard this, they cursed that they had internal injuries before. Isn’t it the more they rested?

This is obviously a procrastination plan and is so shameless!

"Thank you prince for your kindness!" Xu Ziling seemed very grateful: "I was about to go down and take some injury medicine, but I didn't expect the prince to give me such a generous opportunity to rest and take medicine!"

"No medicine is allowed!" Hu Zhi shouted anxiously: "You are not allowed to eat anything during the competition, otherwise it will violate the regulations! Our prince will be on the court immediately. You cannot go down to eat whatever you want, especially the injured medicine!" As soon as he said that, everyone immediately made a big noise. The prince was knocked out by Xu Ziling. After they sent people out for rescue and treatment, they kept resting, but they were not allowed to take the injured medicine. Is there any reason?

"You really abide by the rules!" Xu Ziling nodded and praised: "You are really a role model for the world!"

The old man slapped Ha Wumei's body a few times and then slapped Ha Wumei's face a few times before pushing Ha Wumei out.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this old man had a ghost on Ha Wumei's body, which must have been targeting Xu Ziling's fast strike, but no one could see what he had moved.

"This time I let you move your hands (ittingle)..." Xu Ziling learned Ha's unbeautiful accent and also hooked his fingers with contempt.

Ha Momei roared and rushed up and broke through the air with a huge fist.

Xu Ziling did not move his head and dodged, waiting for Ha Wumei to punch him again and then dodged to the other side. As a result, under Ha Wumei's heavy punch, Xu Ziling easily dodged his head in the fist net without letting the opponent hit him.

A flying kicked the chin that hit Ha-wai was unbeautiful.

At the moment when Ha Wumei kicked her chin, Xu Ziling quickly counterattacked again for more than ten legs from Ha Wumei's lower abdomen to her chest and finally kicked her to Ha Wumei's face. He hit her dozens of times and blasted her into several steps. However, Xu Ziling floated down and returned to her waist.

In the stormy attack just now, he didn't faint with one blow like he did just now.

Everyone immediately understood that the old man had tampered with Ha Wumei's body, so that he would not let the quick blows faint, although he was injured, he could still maintain his combat power.

Xu Ziling covered his mouth with his hands and coughed slightly twice.

Many people noticed that the red line on Xu Ziling's fingers became thicker and even flowed down the back of his hand.

Ha Wumei's face was so painful that her face was deformed, but she didn't faint. He hit her head with some secret method on her body and then rushed towards Xu Ziling under the instructions of the old man in Persian. Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui looked at each other and were a little worried that they were literati and did not have the ability to judge Xu Ziling's martial arts.

However, Changsun Wuji touched them with his hands and signaled them to see the three people Xu Ziling brought.

Ba Fenghan fell asleep at some point. He sat on Xu Ziling's recliner without hesitation and closed his eyes and closed his eyes. Yin Xianhe and Ouyang Xiyi were clinking glasses with each other and fighting for wine. Obviously, they didn't care about the game in the field at all. Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui were both surprised and confused. Even if Xu Ziling was really so powerful and did not fear the enemy, it was not a good thing to be injured in the internal injuries lasting and not a good thing?

Unless it is just that this internal injury is fake and deliberately deceived everyone.

Of course, there is also a possibility that Xu Ziling caused an illusion that seemed to be false, but it was in turn concealed for him.

Hammi strode forward under the old man's Persian command, and punched hard so hard that Xu Ziling suffered internal injuries and fell to the ground.

Xu Ziling really fell to the ground.

However, it was not an internal injury but a sliding shovel. Xu Ziling clamped Ha Wumei's right leg and threw Ha Wumei to the ground. He turned and then turned it around. Everyone clearly heard the sound of bones in Ha Wumei's screams. Ha Wumei supported the ground with both hands and tried his best to fight against the old man outside the field. He almost rushed to the field to help, but Xue Wanche snorted and strode away from the seat and stood next to him like a mountain.

He was extremely unfair to the injustice of foreigners, whether it was to safeguard the dignity of the Central Plains people or Li Tang's face, he felt that he should stand up and make the battle go on more fairly.

Xu Ziling raised his huge body into the air and smashed it into the air with a crab claw.

A bounced Xu Ziling added a heavy elbow to Hammi's body.

When Humei hit Ha Wumei heavily on the ground, Xu Ziling suddenly flashed in front of him and kicked Ha Wumei's forehead. Waiting Ha Wumei spinning and rising into the sky, Xu Ziling, who was holding his fists in the sky, smashed it down with his hands. Humei fell down like a meteorite and then flashed Xu Ziling with his shoulders to catch Ha Wumei's chest with a loud bang.

After slamming over the shoulder, he grabbed Ha Wumei's legs and smashed it dozens of times on the ground. Xu Ziling threw it away like a garbage.

Xu Ziling clapped his hands indifferently, coughed slightly before returning to the seat slowly.

At this time, the old man realized that Xu Ziling was too powerful, Ha Wumei was not an opponent at all. If it weren't for his mercy, I believe Ha Wumei would have died long ago. He snatched it up and carried back the fainting Ha Wumei, although he let the other party beat him into a pig's head, but his fatal injuries but no internal injuries. It was just surface injuries and stunning, which would improve in a few days at most.

"I hope your prince will perform on the horse-drawn field. I hope you won't let me down like you did just now." As soon as Xu Ziling opened his mouth, everyone tried to cheer and applaud him. This severe act of foreign tribes was so proud that even Li Yuan was glad.
Chapter completed!