The next day, all the members of the delegation who were preparing for the meeting heard something.

    Their marshal had a battle with the alliance general Lan Chenxing.

    Almost no one was surprised by this incident, and it even happened a few days later than they expected.

    Even the internet was filled with a sense of surprise that the two of them were fighting now.

    [As expected, a fight broke out.]

    [As expected, a fight broke out 1]

    [As expected, a fight broke out 2]

    [They’re only fighting now? Good, this peace conference is much more peaceful than I imagined.]

    [We still don’t know what the intentions of those who asked these two people to be the representatives to negotiate peace were.]

    [I’m not sure about the collaboration, I just want to see this beauty. Xi Nianzhou would be a huge profit if he can come one more day. After all, Xi Nianzhou doesn’t like being interviewed, and there are only a few photos of him!]

    The Internet was full of people watching the fun, and some people even started betting on the outcome of the competition. However, only one person was worried, and that was the secretary-general of this conference, Lai Yin.

    Maintaining this meeting and ensuring its smooth progress was the task assigned to him by the seriously ill leader.

    Now that he heard that these two important figures of the country, the backbones of both sides in this conference, were going to have a fight, he was so worried that he was about to go bald, and he kept trying to think of ways to stop this.

    Although a duel can only be considered a form of exchange, it does involve physical combat. If anger is aroused and harmony is damaged, then this meeting won’t even be able to proceed!

    He advised both sides to discuss it again after the meeting.

    But neither side showed any intention of stopping, so he had no choice but to show up in the training room of the training ground chosen by the two sides for the battle with black eyes.

    Many media outlets have turned on their cameras, ready to record this “wonderful” moment of the establishment of diplomatic relations.

    The Imperial Army and Allied Forces guards, wearing two opposite-colored uniforms, one white and one black, stood in the same row. The media pointed the microphone at them, wanting to interview these two big men about why they had arranged a fight.

    They originally guessed that it might be because Admiral Lan Chenxing finally annoyed the very polite Marshal Xi Nianzhou.

    But the answer was much more shocking than they imagined.

    The Imperial Army soldiers stood straight, giving off an aura of “there’s nothing to talk about, don’t come near me”, so they interviewed the most honest person in the Alliance Army guards.

    He shaved his cheek and, facing the numerous media interviews, spoke shyly. “It’s like this. The boss wanted to sleep with the Imperial Marshal, but the Imperial Marshal disagreed, saying he would only sleep with him if he beat him. So they started fighting.”

    His words immediately attracted the attention of all his colleagues, with expressions of horror.

    Wait, what kind of vicious words is this kid saying?

    [!!!]

    [I just heard something, I guess I heard it right, what General Lan Chenxing wants to do.]

    The following are a lot of responses, the news always gets more and more outrageous.

    At first, it was General Lan Chenxing who wanted to sleep with Marshal Xi Nianzhou, but what happened afterward was that Marshal Xi Nianzhou was the one who wanted to sleep with Admiral Lan Chenxing.

    The Alliance members had mixed feelings.

    I didn’t expect that their admiral was willing to ignore gender barriers and say he wanted to sleep with an alpha in order to humiliate the imperial marshal.

    A group of imperial netizens were confused and angry again.

    Yesterday’s opening ceremony wasn’t enough, and not only was their Marshal considered a wife by StarCraft netizens, but today they’re also rumored to be having an affair with their former sworn enemy, and the one below^[1]rumors are rumors, but the painful part is that his boss is the bottom in the rumored relationship! What’s the logic behind this?!

    Come on, Marshal! Don’t lose to that Lan guy. If we have to sleep together, let him sleep under us. No, why would their beautiful Marshal sleep with an alpha that is neither soft nor fragrant?

    Xi Nianzhou, standing in the middle of the training ground, was only wearing a white shirt underneath, without a military cap on his head. His cold and handsome features were even more eye-catching. He asked, “How do we compete?”

    Lan Chenxing folded his arms and looked at the row of weapons projected by the hologram.

    This is a virtual training room, so weapons can be drawn directly from these holographic projections.

    The screen was full of menus for ordering “dishes”. Lan Chenxing took a look and raised his eyebrows and asked.

    “How about a lightsaber?”

    Hearing this choice, Xi Nianzhou couldn’t help but look up at Lan Chenxing before saying, “It’s up to you.”

    Xi Nianzhou withdrew his hands from his waist and rolled up his shirt sleeves. Since he grew up in the palace, the mere action of rolling up his sleeves gave him a noble air.

    He raised his hand and pulled out a blue lightsaber from the holographic screen. The moment the weapon was pulled out, the data on the screen disappeared in front of the two people and turned into starlight. Xi Nianzhou held the sword in front of him and performed a standard fencing salute.

    Lan Chenxing just picked up the sword, shrugged, and tried the sword.

    The sight of one person saluting while the other didn’t respond almost infuriated the Imperial Guard members watching the battle.

    How could Lan Chenxing treat their marshal with such contempt!

    The Alliance soldier standing nearby hurriedly explained.

    “It’s not the Marshal who doesn’t salute.”

    “Our marshal has never learned swordsmanship in a single day. He doesn’t even know he has to salute.”

    Their marshal is good at fighting, the kind that can tear people apart with bare hands.

    The Imperial Guards looked bewildered.

    “He’s never learned swordsmanship, so why would he want to compete with lightsabers? That’s what our marshal is best at.”

    When it comes to swordsmanship, there is no one in the entire empire who is stronger than their marshal.

    “Don’t your Admiral know?”

    “Our admiral should know this.” The captain of the Alliance Guard said with a wry smile.

    There is a saying that goes like this.

    The one who knows the other best is often not the friend, but the enemy.

    As an enemy who had fought for many years, Lan Chenxing knew very well what Xi Nianzhou was good at and what he was not good at.

    Xi Nianzhou’s mecha uses a sword, which caused him a lot of losses on the battlefield.

    But Lan Chenxing is a madman who loves challenges at heart. Only things that can arouse his desire for conquest can make him realize the joy of living.

    Therefore, he chose what Xi Nianzhou was good at without hesitation.

    Xi Nianzhou also knew what Lan Chenxing was good at, and he even saw that this person was just looking for trouble.

    But unlike Lan Chenxing, winning is the most important thing for him. He is extremely rational and doesn’t even regard the other party’s attempt to defeat his strength by using his weakness as a provocation.

    In his eyes, the other party’s desire to challenge him was foolish and would only cause him more trouble.

    I don’t know when, a very formal referee appeared on the field. After the referee shouted start, two blue lights entangled together, and they used all their strength from the beginning.

    The guards on both sides watched the scene intently, but still lost sight of the two people.

    “As expected of them.”

    The only two double SSS-level strongmen in the interstellar world.

    There was a joke circulating in the interstellar world before.

    Perhaps God wanted to balance the alliance and the empire, so he put one of them in the alliance and the other in the empire.

    If Admiral Lan Chenxing is also in the empire, then what is the point of the alliance?

    But there is no if, because people like Lan Chenxing would never go to the empire with strict rules, and even if he went to the empire, he would probably defect.

    “Swish!”

    Xi Nianzhou blocked the opponent’s sword, and just as he retreated, he had to block another overwhelming force.

    He frowned slightly, feeling a little troubled.

    The basic routines of lightsaber are mainly confrontation, waiting for opportunities to attack and defensive counterattack.

    But Lan Chenxing’s routine is attack, attack, attack.

    He became more and more certain that Lan Chenxing had never learned swordsmanship for a single day, because the way he used the sword was no different from using a kitchen knife. People who liked swordsmanship would definitely curse at him if they saw him using the sword like this.

    This is not elegant and looks like butchering.

    Although Lan Chenxing possessed strong physical talents and the reaction ability to fight for his life, he gradually showed signs of weakness under Xi Nianzhou’s proficient swordsmanship.

    He seemed unconcerned, his body covered with scars from lightsaber marks, but he still charged forward more fiercely than anyone else.

    Pressing down again and again, facing those crazy and wild eyes.

    Although he had the upper hand, Xi Nianzhou still had the illusion that he was being devoured.

    Because this person is a beast who doesn’t care about his life!

    Just as he was thinking this, Xi Nianzhou revealed a tiny flaw for the first time.

    In a flash, he pursed his lips suddenly, noticing that Lan Chenxing had seized on his weakness and was about to attack his back. He elbowed back to deflect the sword, and precisely because of the deflection, the sword went straight towards the gland.

    —The blade of a lightsaber was about to slice through his glands.

    When he realized this, the fear hidden deep in Xi Nianzhou’s soul emerged. His blood immediately flowed backwards, his face turned pale, and he couldn’t move no matter what.

    It was like that time when he was given anesthesia and couldn’t move at all.

    Xi Nianzhou closed his eyes and did not wait for the referee to declare victory. He only waited for the sound of the lightsaber hilt falling to the ground.

    He slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, and Lan Chenxing was right next to him, his arms twisted strangely.

    Originally expressionless, but with a hint of regret, seeing him looking at him, he explained regretfully, “I’ve never used this arm like this.”

    “I’m tired and dislocated.”

    Xi Nianzhou: “…”

    What a coincidence?