Chapter 129 The Truman Show·Revised·The World of Lao Ai

There was a fierce look in Lao Ai's eyes, and the tip of the sword in his hand trembled slightly, like a poisonous snake about to come out of its hole.

Lao Ai took a deep breath, and strong true energy and master's sword intent condensed in his body. The next moment, the true energy and sword intent condensed on the sword.

His figure was as swift as the wind as he pounced towards Ying Zheng, the tip of his sword pointing directly at Ying Zheng's throat, full of murderous intent. This was his last chance.

Dian Qing and Da Siming took a step forward almost at the same time, like two iron towers blocking Gongsun Ce and Ying Zheng.

Dian Qing and Da Siming had also been bathed in Gongsun Ce's dragon blood.

But Dian Qing was obviously more adapted to bathing in dragon blood, and his physique was much stronger than Dasi Ming's.

With a loud "clang" sound, the tip of Lao Ai's sword pierced Dian Qing's chest, but failed to penetrate the thick muscle.

Lao Ai's true energy and master's sword intent were completely useless under Dian Qing's physical defense.

The next moment, the true energy and sword intent on Lao Ai's sword shattered like waves hit by a huge rock.

He only felt a huge force coming from the tip of the sword, which made his arm numb.

Dian Qing took this opportunity to grab the blade of Lao Ai's sword and pressed it down hard.

Lao Ai only felt an irresistible force coming from the sword blade. He was startled and wanted to draw back the sword, but it was too late.

The only thing Lao Ai could be thankful for was that the Great God of Destiny did not take any action.

Gongsun Ce suddenly spoke up at this time, "Da Siming, Dian Qing, give him two slaps to teach him a lesson!"

"Snapped!"

With a muffled sound, after the Great God of Destiny waved his hand, Lao Ai felt a huge force coming from his face, and the whole person turned into a spinning top on the spot as if he was hit by a huge hammer.

The moment Lao Ai was slapped in the face by the Great God of Destiny, he could no longer hold the sword in his hand.

Dian Qing's right hand grasped the blade of the long sword that had lost Lao Ai's control, and his left hand raised again and slapped Lao Ai in the face.

"Snapped!"

Lao Ai began to spin on the spot again. He struggled to steady himself, but it was too late.

"Snapped!"

After Lao Ai stopped spinning, Da Siming gave him another palm strike, and Lao Ai started spinning again.

After all, Gongsun Ce said two slaps, so the two of them would only slap twice.

"Snapped!"

With Dian Qing's final slap in the face, Lao Ai made his final choice.

At this time, the floor tiles under Lao Ai's feet had been worn flat, and shallow pits appeared in the soil under the tiles due to Lao Ai's choice.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, Lao Ai's face had swollen like a pig's head and he sat on the ground powerlessly.

After waking up, Lao Ai looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, his eyes filled with fear and unwillingness.

He never thought that he would be defeated by these two people without true energy.

He looked up at Gongsun Ce, only to find that Gongsun Ce was looking at him coldly, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Lao Ai's voice trembled, with an expression of disbelief, "How is it possible... How could I lose to someone without true qi... horizontal training? Hard training? How is it possible!"

Dian Qing and Da Siming did not answer him. They were just emotionless half-dead servants created by Gongsun Ce.

For people like Lao Ai, death after failure is the best punishment.

At this moment, Lao Ai had completely lost his former high spirits and was like a dog that had lost its home.

Gongsun Ce slowly walked up to Dian Qing and patted his arm, "Dian Qing, throw away the sword."

"嘡啷!"

When the long sword fell to the ground, Lao Ai shuddered unconsciously. The consequences of a failed rebellion have not changed much from ancient times to the present.

Gongsun Ce looked at Ying Zheng beside him, "Ah Zheng, what do you think about how to deal with Lao Ai?"

Ying Zheng glanced at Lao Ai with pity, then turned his back and no longer looked at Lao Ai.

"Let Mr. dispose of it."

Gongsun Ce looked Lao Ai up and down and said, "Then we'll have him torn into pieces by six horses. In addition to the big head and limbs, even the small head cannot be spared."

Ying Zheng understood what Gongsun Ce meant. Although he was originally immersed in sadness, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly unconsciously.

Ying Zheng thought this punishment was very good and added it to Qin law.

"No!" Lao Ai began to despair, "I am the Marquis of Changxin! I am the favorite of Queen Mother Zhao! Yes, Queen Mother Zhao! Queen Mother Zhao, help me!"

Gongsun Ce opened his mouth, and his voice spread to the outside, "Wang Ben, come in, and tear off your disguise in front of Lao Ai."

"promise!"

Zhang Han and Wang Ben on the periphery heard Gongsun Ce's voice at the same time. After Wang Ben responded to the order, he went in alone.

When Lao Ai saw Wang Ben disguised as the commander of Yongdi, he was immediately delighted.

He believed that the defenders in Yongdi had already wiped out the imperial guards brought by Ying Zheng.

But he forgot that there was no sound of fighting from the outside from beginning to end.

Lao Ai came to Wang Ben's feet in a cocoon shape, "General, have you cleared out the rebels outside? So come and save me quickly?"

Gongsun Ce called out a name, "Wang Ben!"

Wang Ben immediately tore off the human skin mask on his face, revealing his true face, "I am here."

Lao Ai's smile froze on his face. "How is it possible! When? Why didn't I find out? Why?"

Gongsun Ce stepped forward and kicked Lao Ai in the waist and ribs, "If your kidneys are not good and your brain is not clear, even if your arrows are sharp, you still need a good bow.

If I'm not mistaken, it may not be easy for you to deal with Zhao Ji.

Your Yang energy has been excessively depleted, and you feel confused and dazed. Your brain has been in bad shape to begin with, and now it's even worse.

You don't know that the retainers around you have been replaced.

You didn't even know that the generals you were familiar with had been replaced.

What else can you understand?
How many times have you had sex with Queen Mother Zhao?
How many children do you have between you?

You can enjoy it, but don’t ruin things, idiot!”

Lao Ai was unable to refute at once. The people around him were replaced, and he still controlled part of the network in vain.

Gongsun Ce gave an order to Wang Ben, "General Wang, drag him away and have him torn into pieces today. His followers will also be stripped of their martial arts and sent to Gongshu's house as slaves."

When Lao Ai heard that his retainer would not die in vain, even though he was about to die in extreme pain, he actually felt a little relieved.

But thinking that he was going to die anyway, Lao Ai started to curse loudly, "Zhao Zheng, you bastard! You are a fatherless and motherless bastard! I am your bastard father! You..."

Wang Ben looked at Lao Ai who kept cursing and felt that he could not let him continue cursing, so Wang Ben decisively cut off Lao Ai's tongue.

"Woooooooo..."

Wang Ben left and Wei Liao and Guannei Hou came.

Gongsun Ce spoke loudly, his voice echoing around him, "Everyone, since you are here, then show yourself. Why hide?"

"I, Guo Wei of Yan, congratulate the King of Qin!"

"I, Pang Nuan of Zhao, congratulate the King of Qin!"

"I, Wei Yi of the State of Wei, congratulate the King of Qin!"

As these three people appeared, the great masters that the seven countries apparently possessed surfaced.

South Korea: Baek Yeon

Qi: Lu Zhonglian
Qin: Wei Liao, Marquis of Guannei
Wei State: Wei Yi, Lord Longyang
Yan State: Guo Wei Chu State: Song Yu

Zhao State: Pang Nuan

However, Gongsun Ce was somewhat curious about the fact that Wei State did not send out Longyang Jun.

In addition, judging from the fact that Qin had two grand masters, Chu and Zhao should also have two grand masters.

Why didn't the State of Chu send a grandmaster?

Moreover, the aura of Pang Nuan and Guo Wei at this moment is somewhat similar to that of Fu Yaozi that Gongsun Ce had seen before.

In other words, out of the three grand masters, two are almost at the end of their rope.

Wei Yi and even the State of Wei were betrayed.

If the assassination attempt on Ying Zheng succeeds today, then perhaps only Wei Yi will be able to go back.

If it fails, there will definitely be no one able to go back.

If we fail at this moment, it would mean that one lively grandmaster would be replaced by two exhausted grandmasters.

It’s worth it when you think about it!
It can only be said that the demise of the six kingdoms was not without reason, as the assassination of Ying Zheng was accompanied by intrigue.

Sure enough, when Wei Yi waited for a long time without receiving any reply from others, he realized that he was being pushed into a fire pit.

"What do Zhao and Yan mean?"

Guo Wei stroked his white beard and glanced at Wei Yi with his cloudy eyes, "I am a Yan national, but I am not a minister of Yan."

Pang Nuan sighed softly, "Alas! I have someone to take over my legacy, so I have nothing to fear."

Wei Yi frowned, "Okay, okay, very good!"

Wei Yi said three good words in succession, but looking at his expression, he looked angry and desperate.

Gongsun Ce raised his right hand and pointed at Wei Yi in front of him, "Dian Qing, Da Siming, take care of him, beat him to death."

Dian Qing and Dasi rushed towards Wei Yi together. When their footsteps landed, the ground was cracked by their steps. Wei Yi could not help but be shocked.

"A grandmaster who has achieved pure horizontal training? No, his physique is comparable to that of a grandmaster! There is no trace of true energy or grandmaster spirit in it?"

Wei Yi received one surprise after another today.

Wei Yi relied on hard work to reach the Grandmaster realm, but he also had the aspirations to become a Grandmaster.

Unlike Dian Qing and Da Siming in front of him, everything about them seemed to be integrated into their bodies.

Facing the fierce attack from the two, Wei Yi laughed out loud. He suddenly saw a way to break through.

He had been stuck in the early stage of Grandmaster for too long and could not find a way to break through to the middle stage of Grandmaster.

He once thought that these warriors who only trained their bodies could only cultivate to the early stage of Grandmaster at most.

Unexpectedly, before he died, he realized the way out.

"I heard the truth in the morning. I am willing to die in the evening. Thank you very much!"

Wei Yi moved and pounced towards Dian Qing and Da Siming. In an instant, the wind swept away the clouds and sand and rocks flew.

Dian Qing, Da Siming and Wei Yi were like three moving steel fortresses, with terrifying momentum.

Their bodies are the heaviest sledgehammers, enough to easily crack open a person's crown.

Their bodies are the strongest shields, enough to withstand the sharp swords wielded by ordinary people.

Dian Qing and Da Siming both have grayish skin and burly bodies. They don't look like living people, but more like bronze puppets.

Wei Yi is the most hardworking of the three. Although he is old, there is still vitality in his eyes.

Especially after knowing how to make breakthroughs in the subsequent martial arts, there was a bit of determination to live and die in his eyes.

His will to survive was high, and as a result, his strength was exerted to 120%.

In the first round, Dian Qing and Da Siming punched almost at the same time. Their fists cut through the air like two meteors, carrying the force of thunder and lightning, and headed straight for Wei Yi.

Seeing this, Wei Yi took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and struck hard at Dian Qing and Da Siming's fists.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the fists of the three people collided in the air, causing circles of air waves.

This blow was so powerful that the air around them seemed to freeze. The bricks and stones under the feet of the three people shattered under the impact of the huge force and turned into powder and flew everywhere.

In this round, the three were evenly matched with no clear winner.

But Wei Yi knew in his heart that this was just the beginning and the real contest had just begun.

They attacked with the purest fists, every punch was like thunder, and every collision was like a landslide.

They had no intention of defending from the beginning, but instead poured all their strength into attacking, using offense instead of defense and using strength to defeat strength.

Dian Qing's fist was as heavy as a hammer, and every time he swung it, it brought with it a gust of wind that made Wei Yi's face tremble.

Da Siming's fist was heavy but also agile, and his figure shuttled around Wei Yi at a high speed.

His attack was powerful but extremely fast, and combined with his height of over two meters, it gave an eerie feeling of a black bear chasing after a high-speed train.

Wei Yi, on the other hand, relied on the will of a grandmaster and a desperate momentum to take on the attacks of the two men.

His fist was heavier than Dian Qing's.

His speed is also faster than that of Dasi Ming.

However, as the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. Once Wei Yi wants to attack Dian Qing or Da Siming with all his strength, the other party will definitely come to the rescue in time.

For a moment, Wei Yi found it difficult to defeat the two.

Da Siming and Dianqing, whose true energy, master's intention, and even rationality are integrated into their bodies, are weaker than Wei Yi, but the difference is only a hair's breadth.

If the two of them were picked out to fight Wei Yi alone, they could still hold out for at least two days, not to mention that now they are besieging Wei Yi.

The outcome would surely be decided soon, and Wei Yi realized this, but he had no choice but to give it his all and attack with all his might.

As the battle continued, the bricks and stones under the feet of the three people had turned into ruins, and the soil under the bricks and stones was constantly lifted up in layers.

The air around seemed to be ignited, hot and violent.

However, as time went on, Wei Yi gradually showed signs of fatigue.

Wei Yi still had enough energy, and his intention to be a grandmaster was endless, but he found that he was tired.

Strictly speaking, he was afraid.

After the momentum of fighting against death has passed, it is time to analyze the actual situation.

Gongsun Ce was playing around with Pang Nuan and Guo Wei, while Guan Nei Hou and Wei Liao were also ready to make a move.

Even if Wei Yi defeats Dian Qing and Da Siming, can he break through the blockade of the two grand masters and successfully escape back to Wei?

Therefore, Wei Yi had some more concerns in his heart, but Dian Qing and Da Siming didn't think about it at all, because they knew that Gongsun Ce's order was to kill Wei Yi.

The two of them only knew how to do what they were told, so compared to Wei Yi, the two of them were fighting more and more fiercely.

One side was in high spirits, while the other side was somewhat worried.

In a fight, all you have to fight for is momentum.

When the momentum weakens, even the strong will become weak.

When the momentum is strong, even the weak become strong.

It's like a king who relies on a bald man to show his power in front of others.

Just by virtue of his fierce face and strong heartbeat, people would regard him as a strong man.

(End of this chapter)