Xiahou smiled, slowly walked out of the umbrella held by his subordinates, walked into the wind and snow, his face suddenly with a smile, he looked at him coldly and said, "Is this the academy's choice?"

Ning Que also smiled and said, "You don't have to be afraid. This is my own choice and has nothing to do with the academy."

Xiahou said indifferently: "If you want to die, then you will die."

Ning Que said: "I don't want to die, I just want you to die."

Xiahou looked at him, and after a long silence, he said, "You are a lunatic."

Ning Que replied: "Fifteen years ago, I escaped from Chang'an City and survived with the determination and perseverance to die. It was just to go crazy. Isn't it worth it?"

Xiahou was silent for a moment and said, "That's really worth it."

The argument of repaying grievance with kindness has never been popular in the Tang Dynasty. People living on this land are used to being simple and direct. If you hit me, I will hit you. If you kill me, I will kill you. If you kill my father, I will kill your father and you. Therefore, Ning Que invited Xiahou to have a life-and-death duel, and everyone took it for granted.

The court promised through the academy to cut off the past with one-size-fits-all approach and let Xiahou return to old age, in order not to let the complicated past things affect the future direction of the empire, and not to let the Xiling Temple extend his hand into Chang'an. If Ning Que wanted to use conspiracy and conspiracy to deal with Xiahou, it would affect the metabolic process. But today he chose the simplest or stupidest method, but would not leave any sequelae, because if the environment was fair, then the duel would be fair.

Fairness does not mean there is no problem. Everyone thinks that Ning Que crosses the border to challenge General Xiahou, seeking death. No one wants to see Ning Que die because he is the disciple of the Master, but they cannot stop this duel now, and can only hope that Xiahou will not accept Ning Que's invitation.

As a peak martial arts powerhouse, it is indeed a humiliating thing to refuse a challenge from the Cave Xuan Realm. So the prince stared at Xiahou with a hint of pleading.

Xiahou seemed to not feel the prince's gaze at all. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Ning Que and said, "Since you want to die in my hands..."

At this moment, the sound of busy and dense footsteps sounded at the palace gate, and several eunuchs with extremely high rank ran out of the door desperately. The official uniforms on their bodies were messy and looked in a mess. In the cold wind and snowy days, they were sweating profusely. They thought they were running out of the deep palace.

Eunuch Lin, who was running in front of the eunuch group, listened to Xiahou's voice from afar, and looked terrified and screamed like a big goose pinned to his throat, saying, "Your Majesty has an order. Everyone must not move without action!"

The big men at the outer sect of the palace heard the shout and suddenly relaxed their expressions on their faces, thinking that perhaps only His Majesty in this world can stop this challenge.

Xiahou seemed to have not heard the sharp voices in the harem gate, nor did he hear His Majesty's order. He continued indifferently: "...then I will fulfill you."

After saying this, his personal soldiers took a knife from his hand and snorted. He cut a bloody mouth with his left palm. Compared with Ning Que's slow palm cut before, this action seemed particularly simple and powerful.

Xiahou had no expression on his face. He slowly clenched his left hand into a fist, and thick blood overflowed from the tiger's mouth.

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Eunuch Lin has never run so fast and so hard in his life. When he ran out of breath and looked at Xiahou's bleeding palms, his face suddenly turned extremely pale, and his legs became weak and he sat in the snow.

Prince Li Peiyan's face was pale like snow.

Xu Shi's silver eyebrows were calm and low like snow on the willows by the lake. He looked at Xiahou with expressionless face and said, "Revoke."

Xiahou shook his head and said indifferently: "He can cancel it, but I can't, because I have my pride."

Listening to this sentence, Ning Que began to applaud.

His left palm was still bleeding. With the clapping action, the blood was scattered and sputtered around, landing on his black courtyard uniform and on the snow all over the ground. The picture looked extremely bloody.

The applause was also bloody, and the bloody splashed, giving people a feeling of not being condensed.

Ning Que said, "I am not disappointed. You are indeed the arrogant and violent general, and you are still so proud that you are stupid. I hope you will continue to be so proud."

Xiahou ignored his ridicule and said blankly: "When?"

On that thin challenge document, the date column was blank.

Ning Que said: "Just before you leave Chang'an City."

Xiahou said, "I will leave today."

Ning Que said, "Then it's today."

Xiahou said: "It's great. It shouldn't take too long to set off after killing you."

Ning Que said: "Maybe you won't set off again."

Xiahou still had no expression and said indifferently: "I will decide the time, and you will decide the place."

“I have been preparing the location for a long time.”

Ning Que said: "I bought a lot of houses on the shore of Yanming Lake. I fight there, and there is no need to worry about hurting the innocent. In addition, I have made some preparations there. After all, I am a talisman master and have a little understanding of the formation. I am not as good as you in the realm, so I want to take advantage of this."

When the two were talking, no one interrupted the conversation. They listened in shock and helplessly. It was not until they heard Ning Que chose the battle location that his face changed.

In fact, many big names in Chang'an City knew that Ning Que bought a house on the shore of Yanming Lake. Military masters like General Xu Shi knew that Ning Que had done some tricks there, so they were not surprised that Ning Que chose this place, but that he would explain it clearly to Xiahou.

Ning Que looked at Xiahou and said, "Mind?"

Xiahou said: "Since you are proud, even if you are stupid, you must continue to be proud."

Ning Que shook his head and said, "Pride makes people die."

Xiahou said: "If the eagle is not proud of the face of ants, it will be sent to heaven."

"Enough! You two madmen!"

Prince Li Peiyan's face was pale and his eyes were extremely hot. He looked at Xiahou and shouted loudly: "Have you ever thought about how to explain to the Master if you kill this person? How can the court explain to the Master?"

"I use this crown to exchange for an hour."

After saying this, he resolutely took off the crown above his head and placed it on the snow between Ning Que and Xiahou. He looked back at the ministers of civil and military voice and said, "What are you still standing there? Go and do things quickly!"

The officials of the court all woke up and, with the support of their subordinates, dispersed as quickly as possible to find a way to stop the duel. Grand Secretary Zeng Jing wanted to walk to Ning Que and persuade him, but looking at his bloody palm, he finally sighed and retreated to the back.

Xu Shi's eyes drooped slightly, as if he looked at Xiahou and Ning Que. He also seemed to be looking at the wind and snow in the sky, and said calmly: "Why should I care about waiting for an extra hour for more than ten years?"

After saying this, he turned around and left the palace gate, not knowing where he was going.

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In front of the Fengxue Palace, the officials of the court dispersed one by one, leaving only Grand Secretary Zeng Jing and a few other bystanders.

In the loneliness, Xiahou suddenly said, "The flag is coming."

At the other end of the Yuqiao Bridge in the distance, there was the general's return of honor. Hundreds of people had been waiting for a long time. Listening to these two words, a personal soldier rushed away, took a big flag from the ceremonial guard, and then stood solemnly behind General Xiahou. The cold wind whistled with snow, and the flag was blown away.

It was the flag of the Tang Dynasty's king general, and the flag was bloody and red. It seemed to be stained with blood from tens of thousands of enemies, roaring and dancing in the wind and snow, and the palace gate was suddenly extremely slaughtered before.

Ning Que looked at the blood flag behind Xiahou. Looking at his face red with blood reflected by the flag, he said, "With the flag helping the power, it seems that you are really scared."

Xiahou looked at the blood indifferently. There was nothing else in his eyes.

Ning Que said with a smile: "Come on the umbrella."

With a loud bang, Sangsang opened the big black umbrella again to cover the heavy snow that was falling from above his head.

In the wind and snow, a blood flag and a black umbrella are facing each other from afar.

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Ning Que, the Thirteenth Mr. of the Academy, sent a life-and-death challenge to General Xiahou. This news spread to every mansion in Chang'an City in the shortest time.

No one thought Ning Que could win, so no one was willing to watch General Xiahou kill him, because no one knew what attitude the Master would show because of Ning Que's death.

The Master hadn't spoken for many years, and had even been forgotten by many common people in the world. However, for the great people in the court, this definitely does not mean that the Master's voice no longer has power, but because every word he said was a thunder above the clouds for the Tang Empire.

This is a fair challenge and was initiated by Ning Que. Perhaps even if Ning Que dies, the Master will still obey the Tang Dynasty and remain silent. However, no one dares to take such a risk, even if it is a small risk. If Ning Que dies, the Master will be angry, he will be afraid that the entire Chang'an City will be destroyed.

When the national teacher Li Qingshan appeared in front of the Yunmen Formation, he kept thinking about these things in his heart, so when he heard the reply from the Grand Master of the Academy, he did not wake up for a long time.

"This is my own private matter. The academy will not stop him in accordance with the rules of the academy."

Li Qingshan frowned and said, "But Ning Que is seeking death."

The eldest brother said gently: "Since you are seeking yourself, who can stop it?"

Li Qingshan couldn't suppress the shock in his heart and said, "If Mr. Thirteen really died at the hands of General Xiahou, what would the academy do?"

The eldest brother smiled and said, "We will miss him."

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There are Yulin Army in Chang'an City.

This powerful army responsible for protecting the imperial city has power that is unimaginable to the world, and the strong practitioners with Tianshu and Nanmen Temple. The most important thing is to have strong will and determination.

According to Tang Rule, the Yulin Army today only obeyed the orders of two people, His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and General Xu Shi.

Fighting against the cold wind and snow, the Yulin Army began to form a team and then prepared to leave the camp, but had to stop in front of the Yu Bridge outside the camp because there was a person on the bridge.

The man was wearing a high crown and a robe, sitting cross-legged in the snow on the bridge, lowering his head slightly.

Xu Shi looked at the man on the bridge and could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He shouted like spring thunder blooming at the bridge, shaking the snow and snow: "Jun Mo, the person who blocks the Tao will die!"

The person on the bridge is naturally Jun Mo, the second senior brother of the academy.

"Those who blocked the Tao died? Tang Lu had never made such a statement, and ancient rites had never heard of this."

The second senior brother raised his head, looked at the leader of the Tang army under the bridge, and said calmly: "Since that's the case, if you want me to die, you must die first."

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Chapter completed!