The young man's voice was low and mellow, as if the wine was sweet, and what came with that voice was a sword. The sword was two feet and one inch long. The sword was made of black iron and was thin, with a faint cold light, and the blade was like autumn frost.
It's really a good sword.
General Zhao Lanshe turned aside and took the sword in his hand. Not to mention, he could tell that this sword was a good sword. The only thing that was a little unexpected was that this sword was heavier than the one he used before.
After reading a lot, I still felt uncomfortable for a while, but I still looked back at the young man and said, "Thank you, Mr. Pei!"
The young and handsome boy was leaning on a pillar made of bricks and stones. His face with red lips and white teeth was full of unruly romance. His hair shone with golden light under the golden sunset. He raised his eyes and met the girl's smiling eyes.
The smile came from the heart. It was different from the cunning look when they first met. It was probably God's favor. For some reason, Pei Ji was also vaguely looking forward to the outcome of this competition.
"Brother Xinhua, what do you think?"
"In my opinion, it must be Brother Lu who wins. Not to mention other things, Brother Lu has been classmates with you and me for many years and can be considered a top figure in our Jingwu Hall. If he loses to such a simple man
Little girl, what kind of face do you have?"
"Hey, brother Hongzhan, what do you think?"
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"You're asking for trouble, why does Mr. Pei rarely talk to you?"
The man didn't say anything, just smiled and turned away.
Zhao Lanshe tipped the sword in his hand, held a sword flower in his hand, then clasped his fist towards Lu Chuan and said, "Please give me some advice, Mr. Lu."
"If the princess loses, please don't cry." He said this, deliberately prolonging his tone, and his tone was extremely narrow-minded. This was far from being a kind words of advice, it was clearly sarcasm.
After saying that, the man stabbed Zhao Lanshe straight at Zhao Lanshe with his long sword. Zhao Lanshe ducked to the side once and then pretended to stab the man in the throat.
Raising his sword to block, Zhao Lanshe took advantage of the situation and kicked the man in the hip. Suddenly he knelt on one knee on the ground, holding the sharp sword in his hand to the ground to keep him from falling.
Zhao Lanshe knew very well that most women were not as strong as men in terms of strength, not to mention that young men of their age were at the age where newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. They were so strong that no matter how hard they tried to confront him, they would gain nothing.
Naturally, she couldn't help but think of some dirty tricks, such as kicking his lower body, kicking his crotch, whatever the damage, she didn't expect, but she didn't expect to succeed so early. Could this person be so stupid?
"You're cheating!" It was the first time Lu Chuan had been humiliated like this. His cheeks were red and almost bleeding, like a furious lion, and his eyes were like fire, wanting to burn the person in front of him.
"An ancient saying goes: In battle, there is always deceit. Not only is Mr. Lu not very good at weapons, but he is also not as good at the art of war as Lan She." Zhao Lan She shrugged as if deliberately provoking and lowered his eyes to look at the man.
People are full of disdain.
"That's... right..." Guo Tao looked at the Crown Prince who was smiling with some unknown meaning, and then looked at Lu Chuan who was almost furious on the ground and said.
He knew the child Lu Chuan well. He believed that he was from a good family, and he was the youngest in the family. He was protected by his parents and brothers. His bad conduct was well known to everyone in the capital. However, due to the Lu family's reputation, no one had ever bullied him like this.
, if there was still some sympathy and cherishment just now, now I am afraid that I want to kill the little princess to regain his face.
Zhao Zhuhan probably guessed what he was going to say, raised his hand to signal him not to continue, then waved his folding fan and said: "Sir, don't be anxious, the students still believe in my little sister."
"..."
When he saw Lu Chuan being kicked to the knees by the little brat, Pei Ji was a little dumbfounded. After all, to be honest, he had been unhappy with Lu Chuan for a long time. He was an ignorant young master who relied on his family to run amok in Kyoto.
The show has almost reached its climax now. Who still remembers the trigger of this arena match? Yelu Qi was standing behind a pillar watching the show.
However, not long after the fight with Lu Chuan, Zhao Lanshe roughly knew that this man's martial arts foundation was not bad, and his strength and skills were both better than his own. However, he was too impetuous and conceited, and that was his biggest weakness.
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As expected, Lu Chuan's eyes were red and he stood up holding the sword. Without saying a word, he raised the sword and stabbed Zhao Lanshe. The sound of the sword passed by Zhao Lanshe's ears, and each move fell like a shower.
Zhao Lanshe had no time to fight back, so he had to hide and block with his sword. He almost got stabbed several times, and beads of sweat flowed down his face.
After a while, Lu Chuan's sword stabbing Zhao Lanshe gradually slowed down. The speed and strength were not as good as before. When he was breathing, Zhao Lanshe seized the opportunity, tapped his toes, and borrowed the sword from the plum blossom pile on the side.
Using his strength, he flew in front of him and picked the man's wrist with the tip of the sword. The long sword in the man's hand was shaken out of his hand, and then forced him to the edge of the ring.
At this moment, Lu Chuan was like an angry lion, his eyes were red, and he almost roared as he rushed towards her. Seeing this, Zhao Lanshe did not hide, but went straight towards her and grabbed the man's waist.
He took the belt between his legs and kicked the man's kneecap again, and the two men fell off the ring one after another according to the inertia.
It's just that Zhao Lanshe was a little late. Naturally, she was the winner in this competition. Zhao Lanshe ran to Zhao Zhuhan with a smile, raised his eyebrows and said: "Brother, I won, I didn't give it to you.
Shame on you."
"I know." There was no emotion on Zhao Zhuhan's face. He seemed to have long ago determined that there would be no problem in this competition with blue musk deer.
"The princess's cleverness is similar to that of Princess Huai'an. She is very smart." Mr. Guo looked at Zhao Lanshe with a hint of approval in his eyes.
"Sir, you are so complimentary. Lan She is just a little clever." Zhao Lan She bowed towards Guo Tao.
Zhao Lanshe walked to stand in front of Lu Chuan and said, "Master Lu, should you apologize to me and His Royal Highness?"
"You are cheating and I don't accept it." Lu Chuan probably realized later that Zhao Lanshe had seized on the weakness of his impatience and deliberately provoked him, draining his energy until the last blow killed him.
"Soldiers have deceitful ways." Zhao Lanshe curled his lips in disdain and said disdainfully: "Master Lu, you don't even know these simple and easy-to-understand principles, right?"
"You...deceive people too much." He put his hand back and stopped looking at Zhao Lanshe, as if the matter here had nothing to do with him.
"Lu Chuan, I am willing to admit defeat." The gentleman who had been watching for a long time suddenly spoke, but he only gave him a simple reminder. Although Lu Chuan was a bit of a fool, he did not dare to make mistakes in Jingwu Hall, otherwise he would
No matter what his identity is, I am afraid that he will never be able to enter the Jingwu Hall again.
"Student realizes his mistake." Even though he felt all kinds of unwillingness and resentment in his heart at this moment, he could only break his teeth and swallow it. Lu Chuan almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.
"You can apologize to whomever you should apologize to. There is no need to say it to me." The gentleman waved his hand to indicate that he should not apologize to him.
"Lu Chuan apologizes to the princess and the prince. This is rude. I hope the princess and the prince will forgive me." Lu Chuan bowed slightly and saluted Zhao Lanshe.
The various reluctances in his heart were like ants crawling on the tip of his heart. He just wanted to apologize to the Princess of Chengyang. In any case, they were all relatives of the emperor, but the prince from Beirong was nothing, but
He is just a proton, but he is asked to apologize to him. Is he worthy?
This incident was a turning point in history, but it was also destined that Lu Chuan and her were probably not destined to be the same person.
"You little brat, you want to run away with my sword?"