After Yang Yuji finished speaking, everyone present focused their eyes on Wei Xiang.

In the previous battle between Liu Fen in Jin and Chu, Wei Xiang entered the Chu camp to send a letter of war, defeated Yang Youji by shooting skills, and received the sword from the King of Chu to spread all over the world.

Regarding the previous incidents of Wei Xiang and Yang Youjibi archery, the views of the people in the world are obviously divided into two schools.

The first school believes that Wei Xiang actually wore golden armor (copper armor) when he was competing with archery skills. He won't be strong and loses his grace.

The second school believes that Wei Xiang is very smart and cheating Yang Youji and King Chu once was a manifestation of wisdom.

Due to the background of the times, it is obvious that there are more people who believe that Wei Xiangsheng is not martial.

After listening to the requirements of Yangyouji, the SAS obviously hesitated.

The Shihui actually felt that Wei Xiang was not good at winning, and from this perspective, it was inferred that Wei Xiang's archery skills were actually not as good as Yang Youji.

So if Wei Xiang competes with Yang Youji again, wouldn’t it be a big risk?

Before Shihui could speak, Wei Xiang had already stood up.

"I didn't expect that Dr. Yangyuki lost one time and wanted to humiliate himself again. If I don't fight, I'm really sorry for Dr. Yangyuki's heart."

As soon as Wei Xiang opened his mouth, the atmosphere in the big tent suddenly became warm.

Duel in front of the battlefield, avenge the previous shame or add shame.

Is there anything more popular than this kind of nobles who are more elegant and capable of carrying swords and guns?

Shi Hui sighed and shook his head helplessly.

Since Wei Xiang had already spoken, even if Penny would be the main general, it would not be possible to stop this duel.

Because this is related to the dignity of the two doctors Wei Xiang and Yang Youji!

Yang Youji looked at Wei Xiang, and his eyes flashed, and said, "I didn't expect that Doctor Wei Xiang was so heroic, but it was inconsistent with what Yang thought."

Wei Xiang laughed and said, "Since I launched a challenge last time, I should fight this time. But I'm sure the doctor has compared the arrow before, so it's not interesting to compete. I wonder if the doctor dares to compare something else?"

Yang Yuji was obviously stunned and said, "What should I compare to?"

Wei Xiang said seriously: "I have heard that the raising doctor is called the No. 1 Warrior in the country?"

Yang Youji looked at Xiong Fuji standing in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "It is true that someone calls him that, Yang is ashamed of being accused of being accused of being accused of it."

Wei Xiang smiled and said, "In my opinion, although personal bravery can determine life and death, it cannot determine the outcome of a war. A real warrior should command thousands of troops to defeat the enemy in front of the formation and bring back victory for the country and the king. I wonder what the raising doctor thinks?"

Yang Youji took a deep breath and said, "Doctor Wei Xiang said this is good."

Wei Xiang said: "Since that's the case, then you and I will lead 300 personal soldiers to compete with the command of this battle formation. How about it?"

Yang Youji was obviously a little surprised by the idea proposed by Wei Xiang, and fell into deep thought for a moment without a reply.

Xiong Fuji blinked at Wei Xiang with a smile, but did not speak.

After a while, Yang Youji said: "How to decide the outcome of this competition?"

Wei Xiang smiled and said, "That's not simple? All of them died in battle, and the winner will be decided."

Yang Youji suddenly looked up and looked directly at Wei Xiang.

The smile on Wei Xiang's face seemed to turn into a sharp blade in Yang Youji's eyes!

There was also an uproar in the big tent.

As mentioned before, in this era, whether it is war or competition, what is more popular is to be the last, because this is very consistent with "ritual".

Wei Xiang made this suggestion, obviously, was to keep going with Yang Youji.

Many people couldn't help but wonder: "What kind of hatred does Doctor Wei have with Yang Youji?"

Before Yang Youji could speak, someone slapped the table with a bang.

The soldiers of the Jin army will turn pale and say coldly: "It's just a mess! Since it's a competition, of course, it's up to one side to admit defeat and decide the winner. You can go back and report to your king. If he agrees, then tomorrow morning, I, the King of Chu, the princes, the ministers and the doctors present will testify for your competition. How about it?"

Yang Yuji was silent for a moment and said, "Then I'll bother Sper."

Xiong Fuji and Yang Youji left, and the other princes, ministers and officials also left.

Wei Xiang was left alone by the Scholars.

Wei Xiang just felt something was wrong in his heart, and the slap of the Shihui was already at Wei Xiang's face.

Wei Xiang dodged and directly avoided it, and the Scholars continued to catch up with him.

"I beat you to death, a bastard boy!"

"Uncle, don't slap in the face. I'm going to fight tomorrow. If you lose your battle, it's your face and Dajin!"

The Scholars did not catch up with Wei Xiang after all. The old man panted, and a very dangerous light appeared in his eyes.

Wei Xiang was also breathing, his face full of innocentness.

"Uncle, this is Yang Youji who took the initiative to provoke. If the son-in-law doesn't agree, wouldn't he lose face between you and Da Jin?"

"Stop talking about these things with me! Tell me, what kind of hatred do you have with Yang Youji?"

Wei Xiang took a deep breath, his face slowly becoming serious: "The revenge of killing his father!"

The scholar spat and slapped again: "Your father is still alive, what kind of revenge is to kill his father? Let your boy talk nonsense, and slap me!"

Wei Xiang did not dodge this time.

The slap of the Scholars came to Wei Xiang and suddenly stopped.

After a few seconds, Shihui slowly moved his hand away and replaced it with an equally serious old face.

Shihui said, "Take all you said seriously?"

Wei Xiang said seriously: "Every word is true. If there is a false statement, it will be struck by lightning!"

Shi Hui sighed: "Oh, I understand. If you avenge yourself in the future, remember to be better to Wei Qi. Although he is not your biological father, he has raised you for so many years after all..."

Wei Xiang was amused and crying: "Uncle Uncle, what are you thinking? Of course, my father is my father. Where did he come from his biological father and adoptive father?"

The scholar was stunned for a moment, then furious: "Then what are you talking to me about the revenge of killing my father? Let's see how you beat me!"

A moment later, Wei Xiang rushed out of the tent in a mess and happened to meet Shi Xie.

Shi Xie said: "I will join you tomorrow!"

Wei Xiang looked back in horror and grabbed Shi Xie: "Are you crazy? Your father almost thought that I would let his daughter be a widow. Do you still want him to be mentally prepared to bear the pain of losing his son?"

Shi Xie's face changed and he spat hard: "What are you talking about nonsense? It's so unlucky! It's so unlucky!"

Wei Xiang laughed loudly, pushed Shi Xie away and floated away, leaving only Shi Xie with a back with obvious footprints on his butt.

Shi Xie suddenly shouted: "Can you win tomorrow?"

Wei Xiang turned around and looked at Shi Xie, laughing heartily.
Chapter completed!