The Legend of the Medical Concubine

Chapter 411: Friendly Competition

After the news spread, both the Central Plains martial arts and the Khitan martial arts began to prepare. The major schools in the Central Plains martial arts actively selected masters to fight for the dignity and peace of the Central Plains; the Khitan martial arts did the same, they selected a group of the most elite warriors, vowing to defeat the Central Plains people at the conference and regain their face.

Bai Zixuan, Su Yiyun and Li Qingqing also naturally participated in the preparations for the Central Plains martial arts. They practiced hard day and night, constantly honing the Shaolin martial arts they had learned, striving to perform at their best at the conference.

Days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the martial arts competition arrived.

On this day, the border area was crowded with people, with martial artists from the Central Plains and Khitan standing on both sides of the venue, and the atmosphere was tense and enthusiastic. A huge arena was built in the center of the venue, and colorful flags were planted around the arena, fluttering in the breeze.

Bai Lao stood on one side of the arena. As the referee of this competition, he had a solemn expression and held a gong in his hand, ready to strike it to signal the start of the competition.

The Khitan princess sat on a high platform on the other side of the arena. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and her eyes showed expectation and confidence. She believed that the Khitan warriors would win today's conference and make Bai Zixuan obediently become her consort.

As Mr. Bai struck the gong, the first game officially began.

The Central Plains sent a martial arts master named Zhao Xiong, who was burly, muscular, good at boxing, and had a pair of powerful fists. The Khitan sent a warrior named Yelu Qi, who was agile, holding a scimitar, and had sharp sword skills.

The two men stepped onto the ring, clasped their fists and saluted each other, and then immediately began a fierce fight. Zhao Xiong took the lead in attacking. He shouted loudly and punched Yelu Qi with both fists like cannonballs, with a whistling sound and amazing momentum. Yelu Qi was not to be outdone. He dodged Zhao Xiong's attack with a flash of his body, and then slashed at Zhao Xiong's waist with a backhanded knife. The scimitar flashed coldly in the sun.

The two fought back and forth, their moves were endless, and it was hard to tell who was better. The audience was also excited and cheered for the side they supported.

After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, Zhao Xiong saw the right opportunity and suddenly used a special move. He suddenly put his fists together and punched Yeluqi's chest. This move gathered all his strength and was extremely powerful. Yeluqi was unable to dodge and was hit by the punch. He flew backwards and fell heavily on the edge of the ring, spitting blood, obviously seriously injured.

In the first game, Zhongyuan won.

The martial artists in the Central Plains cheered, shouting Zhao Xiong's name and cheering for his victory. The Khitans looked gloomy, as they did not expect to lose the first match, which was undoubtedly a big blow to their morale.

The Khitan princess sat on the high platform, her face becoming a little ugly, but she still gritted her teeth and said: "Humph, this is only the first game, there are many more to come, and I, the Khitan warrior, will not give up so easily!"

The following matches were played one after another, with both sides winning and losing. Some matches were extremely exciting, with masters from both sides fighting with unpredictable moves, which feasted the eyes of the audience; some matches were extremely fierce, with both sides fighting with all their strength, and some people were even seriously injured in the game.

As the game progressed, the situation became more and more tense. At present, the number of wins between the Central Plains and the Khitan was almost the same, and no one knew who would win in the end.

Finally, it’s time for the last match. The outcome of this match will determine the result of the entire martial arts competition.

Zhongyuan sent Bai Zixuan, who had practiced martial arts for a long time and his martial arts skills were much better than before. He was dressed in white, holding a long sword, and walked onto the stage with a stern but confident look.

The Khitan sent a top master named Yelu Hong, who was the pride of the Khitan martial arts world. He was highly skilled in martial arts and had deep internal strength. He was almost invincible in the Khitan country.

The two men stood in the center of the ring, looking at each other, their eyes revealing determination and fighting spirit.

"Bai Zixuan, today is the day for you and me to compete with each other. If you lose, huh, you will have to marry our princess obediently and become the son-in-law of our Khitan!" Yelu Hong looked at Bai Zixuan and said coldly.

Bai Zixuan responded coldly: "Yelühong, don't be too proud. For the dignity of the Central Plains martial arts world and for the peace between the two peoples, I, Bai Zixuan, will definitely defeat you in this arena today!"

After that, the two launched the attack at the same time. Bai Zixuan used the "Buddha Light Sword Shadow" sword technique, and his sword was shining with golden light, and the sword shadows were intertwined. Each sword carried a peaceful and sharp internal force, attacking Yelu Hong.

Yelu Hong displayed a unique skill called "Canglang Sword Technique". The scimitar in his hand was wielded vigorously, and the blade light flashed. Each blow contained powerful internal force, which collided with Bai Zixuan's swordsmanship, making a sound of metal clashing.

The two fought for dozens of rounds, but neither won. The audience watched intently, their hearts in their throats.

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, Bai Zixuan suddenly found that although Yelu Hong's swordsmanship was sharp, there would be a very short flaw after continuous attacks. He decided to seize this opportunity.

After another clash of weapons, Bai Zixuan pretended to retreat and leaped back. Yelu Hong thought that Bai Zixuan was not strong enough, so he took the opportunity to chase him and defeat him in one fell swoop.

Just when Yelu Hong was chasing with all his might, Bai Zixuan seized the opportunity, flashed, and instantly appeared beside Yelu Hong again, and then used a fatal move from the "Buddha Light Sword Shadow" sword technique. A dazzling golden light shot out from the tip of his sword and pierced Yelu Hong's vital parts.

Yelu Hong was unable to dodge and was stabbed by the sword. He flew backwards and fell heavily on the stage, unable to move.

With Bai Zixuan's victory, the entire martial arts competition came to an end. The Central Plains martial arts world won the final victory with a slight advantage.

The martial artists from the Central Plains immediately cheered and rushed to the stage, surrounding Bai Zixuan and shouting slogans of victory.

The Khitan princess sat on the high platform, her face turned pale. She didn't expect that she would lose in the end, and her plan was completely ruined.

Old Bai stood on one side of the ring, clasped his hands together, and said with satisfaction: "Amitabha, today's martial arts competition finally resolved the conflict between the two tribes in a peaceful way. I hope that in the future, the Central Plains and Khitan can truly have friendly exchanges and no longer have disputes."

However, just as everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, suddenly, a burst of hurried horse hoof sounds came from the Khitan direction. Everyone turned their heads and saw a group of Khitan soldiers in black armor rushing towards them. They had gloomy faces and a hostile look in their eyes.

This sudden change shocked everyone. They didn't know why these Khitan soldiers came. Could it be that this victory could not really resolve the conflict between the two ethnic groups?