On the school grounds, several pairs of young men, including Xiao Gang, were having a lively fight with each other.
"Mr. Ren, don't you go up and have a try?" A gentle voice sounded.
"Your Highness," Ren Ning saluted the princess who spoke, "In a martial arts competition, Ren Ning should not be able to defeat those foreign students, so he won't have to show his shame in the end."
The emperor, empress and Concubine Qing were all stunned for a moment, then turned to look over.
Ren Ning was calm and composed, as if what he just said was not his.
cough!
Zuo Fu, the commander of the imperial army, coughed.
"Young Master Ren is joking. To be able to serve as a security commander for sending souls back home, both wisdom and force are indispensable. A mere international student is not a problem."
Ren Ning smiled gratefully at him.
"Commander Zuo is serious. Ren Ning is not joking or being modest. Martial arts competitions are all about point-to-point, and what I learned in the fortress are life-and-death killing techniques."
"I'm tied up in the competition. I really can't beat them, but I can kill them."
"However, these international students came to study in Xingji City, and they are all yearning for the splendid culture of Yunchui. They are not enemies on the battlefield, and there is no need to fight life and death. In addition, the queen, the concubine and the princesses are all here, Ren Ning
I won’t go down and get bloody.”
"Master Ren," the gentle voice sounded curiously again, "So you have killed many people on the border? How many?"
Ren Ning was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "A lot!"
He said these two words very softly and calmly.
The princesses were stunned for a moment. When they reacted, a cold air hit them from behind.
It seems that there are more ice basins around.
Ren Ning was not ready to die, but someone came to his door.
Sun Ye, the third son of Uncle Cheng En, just won over two foreign students and came down to rest with great joy.
Because the queen was his biological aunt, he came over to ask for the reward.
"Queen, my nephew defeated two Nanbarbarians in one breath. Didn't I embarrass you?"
Concubine Qing looked over with a half-smile, and the queen looked a little embarrassed.
"I have seen it. Ye'er's skills are indeed not bad. It seems that my brother has spent a lot of time teaching you over the years. But don't be complacent. Martial arts has always been about retreating if you don't advance."
"My nephew understands." Sun Ye was very happy, "Thank you for the compliment."
He glanced at Ren Ning and Concubine Qing's reward next to him, and his tone became a little sour without realizing it.
"It is said that a scholar wears a sword and a samurai carries a sword. This young man is a bit unfamiliar, but he has two daggers hanging on his waist. He must be a descendant of Wu Xun. Why are you always standing next to Your Majesty and the Queen?"
He joked hahaly, "Your Majesty, maybe you think the weather on the campus is too hot and you just want to stay here and enjoy the ice basin."
Before Ren Ning could speak, Concubine Qing laughed.
"His name is Ren Ning. If Mr. Sun has had enough rest, would you like to have a fight with him? If you win, you will be rewarded; if you lose, you will be punished."
Ren Ning?
The illegitimate son who eliminated himself from the Taishi Mansion!
Sun Ye looked at Ren Ning with a calm face in astonishment, and almost forgot to reply to Concubine Qing.
"It turns out it's you." After a while, he came back to his senses, "Let the young master kill himself... Well, I have long admired your name. If you can be the security commander for sending souls back to the southwest of their hometown, your martial arts must be extraordinary. You must.
Don’t you want to go down and make gestures?”
"Ye'er?" the queen suddenly said, "You have won two games, so take a good rest first. If you feel bored, you can chat with some of the emperor's cousins."
Sun Ye was moved, but he shook his head in a haha, "Empress, my nephew is the one who wants to enter the Jinwu Guard. It's just two foreign students, it's no trouble at all."
He gave way and said, "Master Ren, please come!"
Ren Ning shook his head secretly.
The Jinwu Guards are a type of imperial city guard, but the people they take in are all idle nobles.
They were born too late, and unless all the eldest brothers in front of them died, they would not be able to become heirs in this life. Because of this, the family sent them to Jinwuwei to be plated with gold, and then they would be given free reins.
I don’t know where this guy’s arrogance comes from.
Ren Ning waited for a few seconds, but did not hear the emperor's voice. After saluting, he entered the school grounds.
Huh!
"Fourth sister, look, it's Brother Ning!"
The moment he stepped into the school grounds, Ren Xi's surprised voice sounded from behind the thin curtain.
Miss Ren Si also recognized Ren Ning and was shocked, "How could he enter Prince Qin's palace?"
No one can answer this question.
"Is he Ren Ning? That guy from your Grand Master's Mansion... cough," a girl coughed, "it seems like he wants to challenge Uncle Cheng En's third young master?"
"Young Master Sun is so popular. He picked out two Nanbarbarians in one go just now. He really deserves to be the best among men. I heard that this Ren Ning signed a military certificate privately. Now he is just a soldier. I guess he can't stop three moves."
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"He is quite handsome, but his status is too low, so it's useless to look at him. My family would rather let me be an old girl than recruit him as my son-in-law. Girls, come over for tea."
"Of course Ren Ning doesn't have to watch it, but Third Young Master Sun is here."
"Don't think about it. The position of Third Young Master Sun's wife is reserved for His Majesty's princesses."
Xiao Gang had just hung up some paint and was sighing while covering his arms.
He also wanted to leave a good impression on the emperor, but his strength was too poor. He was defeated in a few blows and even suffered some injuries.
Seeing Ren Ning's end, Xiao Gang was refreshed.
"Everyone, everyone. Do you want to come over and have a gamble?"
He pointed at Ren Ning and Sun Ye on the field: "I am the dealer. If Ren Ning on the left wins, he will pay one for one, and if Sun Ye wins on the right, he will pay ten for one. Come and buy it and leave..."
However, after a while, no one paid any attention to him.
"Uncle Zhongyong is so poor that he is crazy. I heard that he is selling his house and shop to drive out his slaves. He still has the nerve to become a banker. If he loses money soon, can we still force him to sell his mansion?"
"Thinking too much. He is just the second son of the Xiao family, not even the heir apparent. The mansion is not his in the first place."
…
The school grounds of Prince Qin's Mansion were very large, and Ren Ning could hear some of these discussions clearly, but he could not hear some of them.
But he completely ignored it.
Standing still, Ren Ning turned around and looked at Sun Ye, who was three feet away, waiting for the referee to come over.
"What is Mr. Sun planning to compete with this time?" The referee did not recognize Ren Ning, but he recognized the queen's nephew, and he hurriedly bowed and asked.
"Ask him. Swordsmanship, boxing, marksmanship, riding and shooting are all whatever you want." Sun Ye tossed his long hair coolly.
"He just came back from the fortress and is a guest. Let's let him make his own choice to avoid others saying that we, the people of the imperial capital, bully outsiders."
The referee had no choice but to turn around and walk over.
However, just as he was about to lift his leg, Ren Ning already said: "No need to bother, let's just compete with fists, legs and swords. Just knock him down, right?"
"Three knockdowns or the opponent will admit defeat," the referee said.
Ren Ning nodded to express his understanding.
brush!
"Comparing skills?" Sun Ye suddenly pulled out his long sword inlaid with countless gems and danced several sword flowers in a daze.
Wow!
The girl behind the thin curtain started to cheer, "The third young master has such a handsome swordsmanship."
When Sun Ye heard this, he laughed even more, "You made a bad choice. You actually chose to fight me in close combat without asking about my reputation in the imperial capital, Third Young Master Sun."
"What's the reputation of Third Young Master?" A girl asked delicately.
It's not easy for them, noble ladies, to go out before getting married. They basically know nothing about foreign men.
Swish!
Sun Ye performed a few more beautiful sword skills before proudly saying: "People in the imperial capital call Sun San Sword God!"
Wow.
There was another exclamation behind the curtain.
"Can we start?" Ren Ning asked the referee.
The referee looked at Sun Ye who had his screen open like a peacock. After receiving the signal, he shouted: The competition has begun.
Ren Ning did not draw his sword and rushed straight towards Sun Ye.
Ha ha!
Sun Ye danced his sword so hard that he couldn't even see clearly: "Well done, watch my white crane spread its wings, my phoenix dance for nine days, and the flowers bloom..."
boom!
There was a muffled sound.
Ren Ning had already torn open his sword net, and pressed his knee hard on Sun Ye's lower abdomen, knocking him into a crotch. He could not say the word "rich" like "flowers blooming and wealth".
boom!
The ribs of his hand were raised again and hit hard on the other side's chin.
Sun Ye spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and made no sound again.
quiet!
Quiet!
There was dead silence all around.
Boom! Boom!
I don't know whose cup fell to the ground.
Ren Ning looked at the referee beside him, who had his eyes wide open, "He just knocked down once and he can't get up. Can I be considered the winner?"
The referee trembled and finally found his voice: "No, it's three times! Oh no, come and save me."