The qi and blood are strong, the muscles and membranes are full, and the breathing is long.

The soul and the body are combined into one, which is the unity of the spirit and the flesh. It is a natural way to break through everything, without any obscurity, and already has the awareness of the cicadas awakening before the autumn wind moves.

It is a natural thing to have a strong foundation, and it is a breakthrough in wartime. There is no breath of unstableness. Hua Xiong loses such a strong foundation. If you are lower than one level, you can still fight, but if you are in the same state, how can Hua Xiong be defeated with this strong foundation?

However, Hua Xiong was a little arrogant in this battle. He didn't know the opponent's background and was completely unpredictable. He had a move to force his arms to numb and his weapon was out of hand. If he fought another battle, he would not be able to be taken down with one move.

Dong Zhuo's eyes were shining. He was a powerful general in the army. He had always been famous for his military power. In the past, he rose up because of his martial arts gained the appreciation of Emperor Heng, and he could see Yang Qifeng's background clearly.

"Okay, I'm worthy of being a talented person in Qingzhou," praises sounded one after another. After being surprised, the Hedong tribes praised them one after another.

The four words "Huaxiong" who left are not concerned about the winner, and the winner is the king. These four words have been used since ancient times. People only focus on the winner, not the loser.

"The three words "Pan Wushuang" will not only shock Hedong in one move. It will spread throughout the counties in just a few days. In another ten years, it will probably shock the world."

"I am honored to witness some beautiful talk today, and this trip is worth it."

Yang Qifeng listened to everyone's praise, and the person who told him seemed to have forgotten it. Not long ago, their attitude was still not optimistic about Yang Qifeng, thinking that the winner must be Hua Xiong, and the speed of changing faces was beyond imagination.

This is also the natural ability of many wealthy families. This is a must-have talent point for the wealthy families, but whether they can fully reach it depends on their personal talent and fortune.

"I have already set up a banquet in the prefect's mansion. Please!"

Dong Zhuo said cheerfully that his attitude was gentle and he did not have the prefect of Mu Shou's side. He looked rough and bold, and his every move was filled with a friendly charm. His words made people subconsciously not want to refuse.

Dong Zhuo was like this. I didn't know how stylish Boss Liu, who gave his talent to his affinity, gave him a small amount of talent. Yang Qifeng sighed in his heart. He didn't say that he had the intention to take the initiative to get close to him, and even without such a plan, he couldn't say anything to refuse at this time.

The group returned to the prefect's mansion in a mighty manner. The main gate of the prefect's mansion was opened, and the banquet had already begun. It was obvious that Dong Zhuo had already started preparing, and the atmosphere at the banquet was harmonious.

At the end of the banquet, Dong Zhuo picked up the wine cup in his hand and asked, "The Pan family's thirty-six axes are for the war and killing technique. Today, he saw that it was indeed the most powerful in the world. He was rated as the world's unique skill," he said.

"But only can this unique battlefield fight be able to exert its power? Wushuang is interested in joining the army to defend his country?"

"Dong Taishou said it well. Feng You went through all directions to practice martial arts, and he had the ambition to defend his country. Now that he has reached the peak of a natural martial arts master, he wants to become a marrow refining master, he must go to the army to experience life and death training,"

"If you want to talk about fighting in the army, I am considered to be very experienced. In the ninth year of Yanxi, the Xianbei people entered the frontier and joined forces with the rebellious Qiang people, and they were the Sima of the army."

"In the winter of the first year of Yongkang, the rebellious Qiang people invaded Sanfu, and Yin Duan defeated him, beheaded his leader, and captured more than 10,000 people."

Dong Zhuo was determined to start to boast directly, and he told his past merits one by one. His meaning had been revealed, but he did not speak directly. This point is a common problem for the superiors and he would never say certain words from his mouth.

Because if Dong Zhuo said that he was rejected by Yang Qifeng, it would mean that both sides would have no room for maneuver. Now that he was turning around, even if he was rejected, Dong Zhuo could think of another way.

Yang Qifeng smiled but said nothing, and did not agree so easily. Dong Zhuo understood his intentions without answering this. Instead, he changed the topic. A banquet was considered as a guest.

The banquet dispersed, and Yang Qifeng was stayed in the prefect's mansion.

In the main hall, there were leftovers on the table. Dong Zhuo sat upright in the main seat. He quietly watched the slave clean up the table. After a long time, the main hall was cleaned up and there were no outsiders, he spoke in a deep voice. "Pan Feng declined a good intention, can Wenyou have a good plan?"

"It depends on whether Mr. Ming gave up his love?" In front of the table below, a slender and gloomy man replied.

"A beauty, a strong horse, a good wine, and a powerful person?"

"Except for power, you can give up everything else,"

"It's easy to do this. Pan Feng is already willing to join the army. He politely declined Gong Ming because Hedong is too far from Qingzhou and cannot rely on the Pan family's power. However, this point is important and important, and it is not important. As long as there is a significant profit in advance, it can be changed!"

"The Confucian mount is a bloody horse, and a bloody horse traveling thousands of miles a day is considered a good horse. However, compared with the Ming Gong's love of the Red Rabbit, it is a world of difference. As long as the Ming Gong leads the Red Rabbit, the Confucian one can say that Pan Feng will come to join,"

"Red rabbit, can't be replaced?" Dong Zhuo was a little reluctant. The Red rabbit was a divine horse and it was not replaced by a thousand gold coins.

"It can't be changed!" Li Ru interrupted Dong Zhuo's words, and his tone gradually became high and said; "Ming Gong has a high status, so there is no need to fight in battle. The Red Rabbit Horse has no use to Ming Gong, but is indispensable to Pan Feng."

"The young talent of Pan Feng is now not satisfied with Double Ten, and the peak of the innate martial artist in combination with spirit and flesh. The mastiff refining of marrow is not the end. Liu's heaven is unstable, so he will become a blood-changing martial saint, give up a red rabbit, and exchange it for Pan Feng. Please weigh the pros and cons of it yourself?"

"Why should we weigh the trade-offs? Why can't we give up a red rabbit? You can take away the best of your best. You can give up all beauties, horses, and wine, but as long as you have power in hand, what can't be obtained?"

"Ming Gong is very convinced that as long as he holds power, he will give up one red rabbit today and he will get ten red rabbits in the future."

"Please wait, Ru go and bring Pan Feng," Li Ru stood up and bowed, strode out of the main hall. He had no worries about persuading Pan Feng. He knew the attraction of the Red Rabbit Horse to the warriors.

Yang Qifeng had this intention, and under the premise of the Red Rabbit Horse, there was no hesitation at all. In this Yangshen version of the Three Kingdoms, a Red Rabbit doubled his combat power. There was no possibility of rejection.

Li Ru left in a hurry and returned in a hurry. In just half an hour, he led Yang Qifeng to the main hall. Yang Qifeng was not polite. He strode into the main hall and preached to Dong Zhuo who was sitting upright. "Feng pays homage to Ming Gong!"
Chapter completed!