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When Beichen's officer saw this scene, although he did not say anything, it was obvious that his expression had improved greatly.

With an invulnerable expert, no matter how fast or heavy the sword in Prince Yanbei's hands was, it was useless.

"Guo Hao's martial arts are amazing." Those experts didn't have this worry, seeing that the Prince's sword couldn't hurt Guo Hao, they immediately started praising him, as if they were sure to win.

If Guo Zhi continued to fight, even if he fought for ten days, he still wouldn't be able to win against Prince Yanbei.

"Even if it's stalling for time, it's a good thing that it can consume the energy of Prince Yanbei." Some experts thought so.

"Look... How much energy can Guo Zhi consume in the Prince Yanbei? " A grey robed expert pointed at the bottom of Prince Yanbei's feet and said, "Up till now, Prince Yanbei has only taken one step. Although he has swung the sword in his hand more than ten times, do you think that Prince Yanbei, who has been able to fight without rest for many days, would care about the amount of strength?"

The Prince Yanbei was different from ordinary people, his energy was so vigorous that it was terrifying, even he himself suspected that the existence of these people, was actually used to vent out energy for the Prince Yanbei?

After all, they all knew that Prince Yanbei, other than his imperial concubine, never got close to women, and his imperial concubine was pregnant.

"Now that you put it like that, why do I feel like it?" If it was really like that, then they were too pitiful. The reason why Beichen's experts gathered was to vent out his energy to the Prince Yanbei, and they could not accept the truth.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's just watch on..." Some shrewd experts were afraid that these words would affect the morale, so they tried to stop him, but they were too late. Too many people had heard these words and all of the experts looked at their prince differently …

At this time, the prince had already exchanged more than 20 moves with Guo Sheng. This was different from the second person. This was a real fight. The prince had been attacking as well, but he hadn't hurt Guo Sheng at all.

Beichen's officials did not know the trick behind it, and upon seeing this, they thought that Guo Zhi was capable, all of them revealed happy expressions, as though it was some big event, but the officials were not happy, they realized that there were differences in every move and style in Prince Yanbei.

The strength, direction, speed, and angle of the attack all underwent a change.

Prince Yanbei was not sparring, he was testing out Beichen's sword moves.

"Damn it!" The generals were ill-tempered and could not hold it in any longer as they cursed out loud.

"How is he hateful?" Upon hearing these words, the overjoyed civil servant felt that something was amiss and stealthily glanced at the emperor. Noticing that the emperor's expression wasn't right, he hurriedly asked.

"Prince Yanbei is playing with us, Beichen. This is not a competition, this is a test of our swords." In the eyes of the Prince Yanbei, the invulnerable Guo Sheng was just like an extremely good swordsman, no matter how he chopped or stabbed, he would not be damaged.

"This, this..." Hearing the military official's explanation, the civil officials looked again and realized that it was indeed the case.

"You've gone too far!" There were those who could not control their temper and cursed loudly, but other than that, what else could they do?

With the Prince Yanbei's martial arts laid out in front of you, even if you bully Beichen, what can you do?

'To train one's breath on the outside, to train the bones and skin inside. Guo Sheng practices external martial arts, just like that. Prince Yanbei is looking for a way to vent his anger, I'm afraid Guo Zhi will lose very soon. " The more they watched, the more shocked they became. They could not help but sigh in their hearts.

What he said soon became true. The prince used Guo Sheng as a stake to chop him up, then suddenly launched a fierce attack at Guo Sheng. Soon, the prince's sword was pointed at his face …

Guo Sheng was clumsy. Relying on his iron body, he did not care about the prince's attack. He did not even dodge the attack. The prince's sword easily cut open his eyes.

"Ahh …" "Ah!" Guo Zhi screamed in pain. He retreated, covering his eyes with his hands, blood flowing through his fingers. At the same time, Guo Zhi's invulnerable skin slowly faded away at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

"It broke!" The spectators couldn't help sighing. They couldn't tell if it was loss or something …

Although Guo Sheng was unable to do anything to Prince Yanbei, neither could he. If they continued to fight, although they, Beichen, could not win, but putting down the rumor that Beichen had no experts capable of defeating his Prince Yanbei, would still cause him to lose face.

Unexpectedly, a person like Guo Zhi could only take a few moves from the Prince Yanbei.

"Again!" Seeing Guo Sheng being carried off the stage, no one came up and directly released a message to the excited princes.

This time, how could Beichen's people sit still? Someone immediately went up on stage, and this time the Duke didn't stand still, but took the initiative to attack …

Ten moves!

Put him down!

"Continue!"

… ….

The prince's fighting spirit immediately soared. He was no longer as slow as before and had taken the initiative to attack. However, even after the sky had darkened, no one had been able to withstand his hand for more than fifty moves.

It was late in the morning, and the prince had just fought a total of twenty people. When the twentieth injured person was carried away, the prince didn't wait for anyone to return to the battling field and sheathed his sword, "Today will be the end of the fight."

"No, Prince Yanbei, fight one more time with me." An old man with white eyebrows stepped forward and blocked the prince's path.

"Out of the way!" His Royal Highness stopped in his tracks and coldly swept his gaze over the other party.

"Prince Yanbei, let's fight again." The white-browed old man was a martial arts fanatic, he watched from the side for a whole day, the more he saw, the more his heart itched and it became harder to restrain. However, Beichen had an entrance order, he couldn't snatch from the others, he could only wait on the side, it was finally his turn, how could he be willing to let the Duke go …