Who put the yellow robe on me?

Chapter 194 Liangzhou Competition

"Yes!" Zhong Xiaodan came back to his senses and nodded firmly, knowing clearly what Jiang Chen meant.

Although he reconciled with the envoys from the Western Regions on the surface, he was always thinking about how to continue attacking the Western Regions.

Their hatred was long-standing, stemming from his past assassinations, the traitor within the Ministry of Works, and the ambush while escorting the Northern Qiang. These memories were deeply embedded in his bones like iron nails.

Unlike the national hatred between Daliang and the Northern Qiang, the hatred between Daliang and the Western Regions is a real personal grudge, and the feeling of hatred makes him unable to let go.

In the martial arts arena of Liangzhou City, Zhong Xiaodan stood in the middle, his eyes as sharp as torches, his inner fighting spirit already ignited.

Although he understood that today's competition was ostensibly for the purpose of unity, it actually had a deeper purpose.

"General Zhong, why do you think the Sixteenth Prince is so tolerant of the surrendered generals from the Western Regions?" Zhou Liangwei on the side couldn't help but ask, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Zhong Xiaodan pondered for a moment, his gaze casting towards the distant arena: "He is definitely not simply compromising. This is all under his control. Perhaps he is preparing for the next attack."

He knew very well that Jiang Chen would never let his enemies go easily, and this time he subdued Xianyu Linyuan and Xuanyuan Feiyan not only because he valued their talents, but perhaps it was also for a bigger plan.

At this time, the envoys from the Western Regions, Xianyu Linyuan and Xuanyuan Feiyan, had already arrived at the arena, with a hint of nervousness and uneasiness in their expressions.

Although they were treated with unprecedented courtesy by Daliang, they couldn't shake the unease of being the center of attention. Once the pride of the Western Regions, they now had to live in fear, feeling a sense of guilt and humiliation.

"General Xianyu, General Xuanyuan," Zhong Xiaodan offered a gentle greeting, his tone gentle, but a hint of seriousness in his eyes. "Today, we brothers have come to spar with you two, but we'll stop here."

Xianyu Linyuan and Xuanyuan Feiyan quickly returned the greeting, their faces tinged with nervousness and uneasiness. After all, they knew Zhong Xiaodan's status in Daliang, especially his relationship with Jiang Chen, which should not be underestimated.

"General Zhong, I will give it my all in today's competition." Xianyu Linyuan's voice trembled as he thought to himself, "Whether I can win the respect of Daliang through this competition may be my only chance."

"Brothers, His Royal Highness Prince Yan has ordered that if anyone uses the name of the martial arts competition to settle private scores today, they will be killed without mercy!" Zhong Xiaodan turned to the soldiers of Daliang, his eyes like lightning and his words in a sonorous voice.

"Yes!" The soldiers of Daliang responded in unison, their voices seemed to have ignited their passion for battle, and the air was filled with a tense and exciting atmosphere.

The competition began, and Zhong Xiaodan and Xian Yu Linyuan took the stage one after another.

Every movement of Zhong Xiaodan was imbued with power and beauty. The flash of his sword seemed to rend the air. Xianyu Linyuan followed closely behind him, feeling uneasy but also unwilling to give in. After all, he was a general in the Western Regions, having experienced countless battles and was unwilling to show weakness easily.

The two men faced off in the arena, and the surrounding soldiers held their breath, fearing they would miss this exhilarating fight. The atmosphere of battle intensified, and Zhong Xiaodan's every move showcased his strength.

"General Xianyu, today I just want to learn from you and seek your advice." Zhong Xiaodan roared, and his sword was as powerful as a rainbow, heading straight for Xianyu Linyuan.

Xian Yulinyuan's heart trembled, and he quickly blocked. His sword drew a graceful arc in the air, meeting Zhong Xiaodan's attack. The two swords clashed, making a clanging sound like the sound of drums, resonating in the hearts of every spectator.

However, Xian Yulinyuan gradually felt the pressure. Every move from Zhong Xiaodan was fiercely aggressive, forcing him to focus all his attention on countering it. As the fight progressed, he gradually realized the gap in his skills and strength, and he became secretly anxious.

"How on earth did this guy do it?" Xianyu Linyuan thought to himself, his heart involuntarily beginning to waver.

As time passed, Zhong Xiaodan's performance became increasingly impressive, while Xianyu Linyuan gradually began to falter. His movements became sluggish, his sword power weak, and the surrounding soldiers began to murmur, confusion and unease filling the air.

"This is not General Xianyu's condition. What happened to him?" A soldier from Daliang whispered with concern in his eyes.

"Perhaps it's because he has been in Daliang for too long and has some concerns that he can't let go of." Another soldier responded, his eyes fixed on the field.

Finally, during one clash, Xian Yulinyuan lost his balance, and Zhong Xiaodan seized the opportunity to stab him with his sword, forcing him to fall to the ground. Instantly, the scene fell silent, all eyes focused on Xian Yulinyuan. The air seemed to freeze, and no one knew how to respond.

Xianyu Linyuan's face turned pale and his heart was filled with shame, but he knew that this competition was not just about winning or losing, but also about his future dignity.

At this moment, Zhou Liangwei said anxiously: "General Xianyu, please don't be anxious. Today we will only compete to a certain extent and will never become enemies!" There was a hint of kindness in his voice.

Xian Yulinyuan raised his head, a flicker of anger and resentment in his eyes, but more of a fear of failure. His heart was swirling with emotions, wanting to prove his ability but also unwilling to be looked down upon.

"Okay!" He suddenly roared, stood up abruptly, and the sword light flashed again, as if igniting the last hope in his heart.

"General Xianyu, come on, let's continue!" Zhong Xiaodan was shocked when he saw this, realizing that the other party had not completely given up. A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

The duel resumed, and Xianyu Linyuan met the challenge with even greater resolve. Although his attacks seemed a bit hasty, they also concealed a desire for battle.

Zhong Xiaodan knew in his heart that this competition was not only a contest of strength, but also a psychological game.

As the battle intensified, Xianyu Linyuan's swordsmanship gradually found its rhythm. It seemed as if he was striving for a breakthrough in every exchange. The surrounding soldiers were gradually drawn to the duel, and the excitement in the arena grew increasingly high.

"Come on, General Xianyu!" Xuanyuan Feiyan's shout seemed to inject new strength into him.

Zhong Xiaodan smiled and thought to himself, "Come on, let's show you the martial arts of a Western Region general."

At this moment, Xian Yulinyuan swung his sword and unexpectedly pierced Zhong Xiaodan's shoulder. Although the wound was only superficial, it startled Zhong Xiaodan.

He realized that Xianyu Linyuan's strength was not just for show, but was tempered through countless battles.

"What a good move!" Zhong Xiaodan said approvingly, secretly admiring him in his heart.