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"Then I must win."
What if you can't win?
Ximen Chuixue did not answer, because he could not answer.
Seeing this, Sun Xiuqing did not press the matter further.
She knew that Ximen Chuixue loved her very much, and that the sword in Ximen Chuixue's hand was more precious than his life.
If she could put Ximen Chuixue in such a dilemma, it would mean that Ximen Chuixue loved her more than his own life.
Room No. 5, Tianzi.
Ouyang Mingri looked somewhat excited. Before leaving the mountain, his master had told him to come to Ping An Inn to seek a way to treat his leg.
At first, I didn't quite believe it, because I am a doctor, and no one knows my condition better than myself.
However, after learning more about Li Chengqian, Ouyang Mingri changed his mind.
Perhaps he really does have a way to heal his leg.
Thinking of this, Ouyang Mingri gripped the copper coin in his hand tightly.
To be an upright man, I am willing to give everything.
Ping An Inn.
Shi Feixuan's expression was serious.
After arriving here, Li Chengqian continued to ostracize him.
He tried countless methods to persuade Li Chengqian to come out of seclusion, but almost none of them worked.
But now, it seems I have that opportunity.
If I can win this event, he will have no reason to refuse me.
A small courtyard in a bamboo grove.
Looking at the tightly closed door, Little Huang Rong pouted.
Originally, she wanted to take advantage of her proximity to Li Chengqian to sound him out.
After all, nobody knows the details of the event yet. If we could find out earlier, we could gain an advantage.
But to everyone's surprise, as soon as Mr. Li returned, he locked himself in his room.
This left Huang Rong, who had come to sound out the situation, feeling rather embarrassed.
Seeing this, Wang Yuyan laughed and said, "Alright, Sister Huang, this competition will definitely be full of experts."
"We can just take a look; there's no need to take it too seriously."
Upon hearing this, Little Huang Rong rolled her eyes.
"You idiot, it's not that simple."
“If it were just a simple martial arts competition, Mr. Li would have no need to hold it.”
"Who knows better than Mr. Li how many masters there are in the world, and how strong they are among each other?"
"I estimate that this event is not a simple competition, and that force will not play any role at all."
in the room.
"Does the host confirm Qin Chao as a special guest?"
"Sure!".
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"Ding! Special guest confirmed."
"Route planning in progress,"
"Obstacles being cleared."
The event has been successfully confirmed.
The worry on Li Chengqian's face was almost overflowing.
"Everyone's here, but what are we going to do about the event?!"
Li Chengqian muttered something to himself, then rested his chin on his hand and began to worry.
Normally, the most effective and convenient way to do this kind of activity is to set up a ring and let them fight.
The problem is that my situation is unusual.
For the long-term development of Ping An Inn, a fighting arena should absolutely not be set up.
The reason is simple: if they themselves have already ranked themselves, who would listen to their own rankings?
Without the rankings, the inn's popularity will be greatly affected.
But no
If it were a competition of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, such a contest would immediately shut out most of the wandering martial arts practitioners.
As a result, the popularity rating will drop significantly.
If my popularity drops, I won't be able to get the Demon 27 Sword, which is absolutely unacceptable.
"Never mind, I'll think about it later. There's always a way out."
Li Chengqian waved his hand and began to give up.
Based on the estimated distance, even if the Ming dynasty traveled at top speed, it would still take at least four months to reach the Qin state.
In addition, considering the time it would take Gai Nie and the others to arrive, it would definitely take at least eight or nine months.
This is still under the system's protection.
You should know that in this world, people travel on foot.
In slightly better cases, horses are used.
This way of traveling has significant drawbacks: it's impossible to travel when the rain is too heavy or the weather is too hot.
Encountering mountains and rivers might require taking detours, and with bandits and robbers along the way, it's not an ordinary person's way.
The system exists to regulate the weather for the messengers of the Ming Dynasty and guide their routes.
This will save a lot of time.
Without a system, the issue of delivering mail wouldn't be about how long it takes, but whether it can be delivered at all.
Having thought everything through, a smile returned to Li Chengqian's face.
"Eight or nine months, which rounds up to a year."
"What's the panic!"
"Let's start with a lottery draw."
Daming Palace.
Wang Wu knelt on the ground with his head down, his forehead covered in cold sweat that had formed a map on the ground.
"Ancestor, what do you think of this matter?"
Young Master Huang placed the intelligence report on the table with a smile, while the Sunflower Ancestor whispered something to him.
“Since Mr. Li is going to do this, he must be confident.”
"Moreover, we can also take this opportunity to see whether the Qin Dynasty, with its thousand-year history, is as powerful as Mr. Li said."
The Sunflower Ancestor's tone revealed a hint of fighting spirit.
Although there are cultivators, immortals, and martial arts masters in this world.
However, the Sunflower Ancestor did not believe he would lose to them.
It is true that I was defeated by Li Chengqian in the recent battle in the capital.
However, this does not mean that he was powerless to fight back, if it weren't for the presence of Young Master Huang beside him.
The Sunflower Ancestor originally wanted to have a life-or-death battle with Li Chengqian. For two hundred years, he had never encountered such an opponent.
Upon hearing what the Sunflower Ancestor said, Young Master Huang smiled and shook his head.
“You’ve got it wrong. I’m asking you what you think of the reward for Mr. Li.”
"An opportunity to ask a question, an opportunity to ask Mr. Li a question."
"Moreover, Mr. Li will not hold anything back or conceal anything about this issue."
"Do you think Mr. Li has a way to unify the nine provinces?"
"Is there a way to overthrow the Ming Dynasty?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Wu, who was on the ground, almost fainted.
Even the Sunflower Ancestor standing to the side frowned.
After thinking for a moment, the Sunflower Ancestor hesitated and said, "Given Mr. Li's personality, he probably won't."
"Do you have it or not!"
Young Master Huang's tone became three degrees more serious.
The Sunflower Ancestor's eyebrows had turned into twisted braids.
"Have!"
"No one can overthrow an empire by force alone, not even someone as powerful as Mr. Li."
"But if we have overwhelming strength, coupled with Mr. Li's scheming."
"Dynasties are not necessarily unassailable."
Having received an answer from the Sunflower Ancestor, Young Master Huang looked at him with great interest.
"You admire Li Chengqian that much?"
Facing Young Master Huang's gaze, the Sunflower Ancestor remained expressionless.
He answered truthfully as before: "Young master, you should know Mr. Li far better than this old servant."