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Chapter 166 Vinegar Essence
Jing Shifeng's eyes widened in shock, and he pointed at her for a long time but couldn't say a word.

Jing Shiyan gave Feng Shuying a thumbs up while Jing Shifeng couldn't see her, and she raised her eyebrows slightly.

Soon Jing Moye changed into a dark outfit and walked out.

The clothes he had ordered from the palace fit him perfectly, perfectly showing off his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs.

His figure was tall and straight, and as he stood there, a chilling aura hit his face.

He usually wears snow-colored clothes and looks gentle. After changing into black clothes, his whole temperament has changed.

Feng Shuying heard her heartbeat, and she felt from the bottom of her heart that Jing Moye was a female killer.

If he wasn't so moody and didn't like killing people so much, she might have lost control of her heart.

Now even if she is fascinated by his male lust, as long as she thinks of Chen Yansheng's death and the murderous intention he had towards her, her heart will instantly stop.

Pan Renxin sounded like he was very powerful, but in the end it was not him who played in person, but a master from South Vietnam named Shi Lun.

Shi Lun is tall and strong. When he stands there, he looks like a small tower.

Jing Moye is also very tall, almost 1.85 meters in modern measurement units, but Shi Lun is half a head taller than him.

In addition, he looked thin, standing next to Shi Lun, he looked a little frail.

Although Feng Shuying knew that martial arts was not based on height and weight, he had to say that the taller and stronger a person was, the greater his power was.

Just looking at their figures, Jing Moye was in an absolute disadvantage.

She said loudly: "Prince Pan, you just provoked the King of Chu and screamed so fiercely. It would be best if you didn't do it yourself. Are you afraid of the King of Chu?"

When she shouted, although there was a bit of anger on the faces present, no one supported her.

Because anyone with a discerning eye can see that Emperor Zhaoyuan wanted to use people from South Vietnam to kill Jing Moye.

At this time, no one dared to openly disobey Emperor Zhaoyuan.

Pan Renxin was also shameless. He said loudly: "I didn't say just now that I was the one playing."

Feng Shuying was waiting for his words, and immediately said loudly in a mocking tone: "So this is the courage of the prince of South Vietnam!"

"Just now I thought you were provoking King Chu today because you wanted to avenge King Chu for stepping on your head. I think you are somewhat bloody."

"In the end, you didn't dare to compete with King Chu in person. You are so incompetent and despicable!"

After she finished speaking, she made a loud "boo" sound.

The scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone looked at Pan Renxin.

His face turned red and he couldn't answer the question for a while.

Before he acted today, someone assured him that no one would speak for Jing Moye.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't play in person, but now that Feng Shuying appears and tells the truth so bluntly, it's like pressing his face to the ground and stepping on it.

He pretended not to hear with a dark face.

Emperor Zhaoyuan glanced at Feng Shuying. There was threat and murderous intent in his eyes: It's not that Jing Moye's fiancée is as timid as a mouse. Why is she so brave?
Feng Shuying imitated Pan Renxin at this time and pretended not to see Emperor Zhaoyuan's gaze.

She said to Jing Moye: "Prince Nanyue is shameless and as timid as a mouse. He dare not fight the prince himself."

"No matter how high the martial arts of the person he sends is, and no matter how capable he seems to be in fighting, I still believe that King Chu can win, because..."

She raised her voice when she said this: "Because God will be on the side of justice, our court will win, and the King of Chu will win!"

There were several young courtiers present. When they heard this sentence, they also shouted: "My dynasty will win, and the King of Chu will win!" With the dynasty's signature, it was no longer a personal grudge, but a patriotism, and everyone naturally He will also shout accordingly.

Emperor Zhaoyuan felt that Feng Shuying was very annoying, but a smile appeared on his face: "Ye'er's fiancée is quite interesting."

Feng Shuying could hear it again in an instant, and immediately said: "Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty, I just don't want to see someone come to our country and be so arrogant and shameless!"

She spoke so uprightly that Emperor Zhaoyuan smiled, but did not answer her words.

She didn't need him to answer the question. Anyway, if she made such a fuss about this matter today, no matter whether Jing Moye lost or won, he was doing something to bring glory to the country.

All she wanted was this tone.

It would be best if Jing Moye wins, but if he loses or dies, as his fiancée, Emperor Zhaoyuan cannot embarrass her too much.

Over there, Jing Moye and Shi Lun had already entered the martial arts arena, and everyone was surrounding them.

When the officials in the court and the concubines in the harem heard the excitement, many people came to watch, and the original formation was disrupted.

Jing Shiyan took the opportunity to walk to Feng Shuying and asked softly: "The third brother didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

Feng Shuying said quietly: "What do you think?"

Jing Shiyan: "...Is there anything I can do to help?"

Feng Shuying's tone became a little calmer: "Please stay away from me, Your Highness, Prince Jin, it will be the greatest help to me."

Jing Shiyan: "..."

After he came back, he thought about what happened that time and felt that he did something wrong.

What she said was rude at this time, and he felt that he really deserved it.

Although Feng Shuying didn't know whether Jing Moye would survive today, she felt that such a scene would not kill him.

She thought about the scene when Jing Moye was jealous, and in order to live longer, she decided to stay away from Jing Shiyan.

Jing Moye kept looking at Feng Shuying out of the corner of his eye. When he saw her walking with Jing Shiyan again, his expression turned cold.

But soon he discovered that Feng Shuying had a pulled face and was far away from Jing Shiyan. The corners of his lips curled up slightly:

Even if she doesn't like him, at least she is sensible, and that's enough.

The great eunuch received the instructions from Emperor Zhaoyuan, stood on the high platform, and said loudly: "On the fighting field, until the point is reached, the sword has no eyes, be careful, the fighting begins!"

As soon as he said these words, Shi Lun swung the big hammer and hit Jing Moye.

His weapon was a pair of big hammers, each weighing at least fifty kilograms. He held it in his hand and swung it like a tiger, looking very light.

But when he hit the ground with a hammer, a big hole was immediately revealed on the ground.

Although Feng Shuying saw that Jing Moye moved very flexibly and easily avoided Shi Lun's attack, she still felt nervous for Jing Moye.

The corner of Jing Moye's eyes still glanced at her. When he saw her worried eyes, he felt happy in his heart. She cared about him after all.

Shi Lun's martial arts skills are high and his strength is great. Even Jing Moye won't be able to fight him easily.

After a few rounds, Jing Moye clearly had the upper hand.

When he was about to draw his sword to end the battle, he suddenly felt a severe cramping pain in his heart. At this time, let alone speaking of the sword, he could not stand still.

Seeing the opportunity, Shi Lun immediately hit Jing Moye on the head with a hammer...