"Your Majesty, I am Jiu Mozhi.”
At this moment, Xia Ping, who was still hiding in the crowd, stood up.
Swoosh!
In an instant, everyone's eyes in the hall focused on Xia Ping. Their eyes instantly lit up. What a handsome man, what an accomplished monk.
"You are Jiu Mozhi?"
The king of Tubo, Chisong Dezan, looked at Xia Ping in surprise. He felt that this person had a lotus face, autumn water as a god, skin like ice and snow, and charm like a virgin. He could be said to be peerless.
Although Jiu Mozhi didn't have the thirty-two images and hundreds of good qualities of the Cakravarti Saint King, he had Pan Yue's sadness and Song Yuqiu's thoughts. He was like a beautiful man in the human world.
Even the Persian emissaries were shocked. Even though they were Persians, they could feel that the man in front of them was astonishingly handsome. He was in high spirits and seemed to be flowing with treasure light.
If it was in Persia, such a handsome man could not appear casually. He had to live with his face covered. Otherwise, he would disturb the order and be sentenced to prison.
In fact, this kind of thing had happened before. There was once a man who was too handsome and was arrested by the people of Persia. They even banned him from entering the country again.
There were also women among the Persian envoys. Their beautiful eyes were shockingly bright, containing spring water. Their faces were like peach blossoms, and they seemed to be blushing. They only dared to secretly watch.
Some of the maids serving the king, Chilong Dezan, were also secretly watching, their hearts trembling. If all the eminent monks of the Ningma Sect were like this, they would probably burn incense and pray to Buddha every day.
Even the Holy Virgin of Persia, Doris, was secretly amazed. Putting aside the fact that Jiu Mozhi was the number one expert in Tubo, just based on his looks alone, not many men would dare to object to him being the number one handsome man in Tubo.
"Yes, Your Majesty. This poor monk is Jiu Mozhi.”
Hearing the question, Xia Ping replied again. He was neither humble nor arrogant, his attitude was calm, and his gaze was calm like the ocean. It was as if nothing could move him.
"May I ask if you are willing to represent Tibet to fight against these Persian warriors?”
The king of Tubo asked.
"Your Majesty, we monks are not people who fight bravely. However, if the warriors of Persia come in peace and are willing to exchange martial arts, then there is no harm.”
Xia Ping said lightly. He also wanted to see the martial arts of the Persian Sect and see if it was as powerful as the legends said. Moreover, he also wanted to see the legendary Heaven and Earth Great Shift.
However, he did not know if any of these envoys had learned it.
"King."
At this moment, a Persian messenger stood out. He was the Persian messenger, an old man in his forties or fifties. He had an aquiline nose and a sinister and cunning expression.
"Just a competition is too boring. There's no meaning to it. Why don't we add some excitement?”
The Earth Emissary's eyes flashed with a cunning light.
"Oh, what do you want to add?”
The king of Tubo, Chisong Dezan.
"I heard that the number one sect in the Tubo Kingdom, Ningma Sect, has a peerless martial art, the Flaming Saber. It is famous throughout the Western Regions.”
The Earth Emissary said straightforwardly," We, the Persian Sect, have been fascinated by this martial art. If Jiu Mozhi loses this competition, can you let us study this martial art?"
What?
Upon hearing this, many elders and disciples of the Ningma Faction glared at the Persian messenger. The Flaming Saber Technique was their sect's ultimate technique. How could it be leaked so easily?
It was just a victory, and they actually wanted to obtain their sect's ultimate art. One could imagine the wild ambition of this Persian Sect.
The other three great sects also looked at each other. This Persian envoy did not come with good intentions. They had clearly gone to the Tubo Kingdom to target the four great sects.
"How is it? Don't you have the guts?”
The Earth Emissary immediately provoked him and sneered,""This is the number one expert of your Tubo Kingdom. His strength must be extraordinary, right? Don't tell me you don't have the confidence to think that you'll lose? Of course, if you are willing to admit defeat now, I can treat this matter as if it never happened.”
"You!"
The elders of Ningma Faction glared at the Persian messenger. His words were so harsh that they were caught in a dilemma, no matter if they wanted to advance or retreat.
If they agreed, then their Ningma Sect's Flaming Saber Technique might be learned.
However, if he did not agree, he would be regarded as a cowardly bandit by the Persian religion, which would tarnish the reputation of the Ningma Sect.
At this time, Xia Ping stood up." That's not a problem. It's just a Flaming Saber Technique. Even if I give it to you, it's not a big deal. But if you lose, what do you plan to give as a prize?"”
Hearing this, the Ningma Sect elders 'eyes flickered, and the anger in their eyes disappeared. Since Junior Brother Jiu Mozhi had taken the initiative to step forward, it meant that this matter was not unsolvable.
They suddenly remembered how Jiu Mozhi killed the Black Sect Leader with a single slash. He was like an arhat in the world. No matter how powerful an expert was, they were no match for Jiu Mozhi.
Thinking of this, they calmed down. These Persian messengers were so arrogant. This time, they might have to suffer a big loss at the hands of Junior Brother Jiu Mozhi.
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