Splendid Abandoned Wife

Chapter 583: Don’t Kill the Envoy (Second Update)

In the stands, the prince was stunned: "It's over? Won?" He could read the sand table, but he was not experienced, and Minghui moved quickly and spoke quickly. He was not good at fighting, so naturally he couldn't keep up with the rhythm. Until those young soldiers The cheers woke him up.

In any case, everyone could understand that Bu Hua fell to the ground sweating profusely. Yin Minghui won!

"Ha, what did the special envoy say just now? Let Yin Minghui think about it for two quarters of an hour before arguing, right?" The fourth prince sighed, "Is there two quarters of an hour now?"

"It won't take more than two-quarters of an hour." Prince Rui was uneducated, but that didn't stop him from admiring talented people. "Why don't they say that a tiger father has no dog son? Some things are innate. You think he is talented?" 13 years old, no matter how long you can learn, how long can you learn? Therefore, this county king is in need of a capable father!" When he was young, he also had a dream. The first was to be a martial arts hero like the old man from Banshan who defeated all the invincible opponents in the world. The second is an invincible general like Yin Zhao who is proud and proud on the battlefield.

Fourth Prince: "..." I don't want to talk anymore, I want to change seats!Only Uncle Fu Wang and Uncle Jing could tolerate this guy's weird thoughts.

People around: "..." If you didn't have a father who was a prince, you would definitely be living a miserable life now!

King Fu ignored Prince Rui, who regretted that his father was not capable enough. He was thinking deeply: "No wonder the emperor specially asked someone to escort the Yin family's siblings into the palace. Do you think they were prepared for it? Your Majesty. Have you known for a long time that Yin Minghui is familiar with the art of war? Or is he gifted with extraordinary talents?" Everyone thought that the emperor wanted to use these sisters to boost the morale of the army. In fact, they had already secretly set up Chen Cang, just to win by surprise at this moment?
"You mean that the emperor has already calculated that the special envoy of Usoland will propose a competition?" King Jing sneered, "You are thinking too much!"

King Fu retracted the folding fan that had been swinging in his hand with a snap: "What do you think of the next martial arts competition?" Because Yin Minghui is a close disciple of the old man Banshan after all, they had always thought that the best result would be that Yin Minghui won the martial arts competition. Shang Neng narrowly defeated one or two moves, and then the overall result of the competition was a draw.Unexpectedly, Yin Minghui won the art of war segment with ease.If I win the martial arts competition again, will I go to heaven?

"Just watch it first," King Jing smiled, "It seems like it's starting to happen down there."

Everyone turned their attention to the school grounds again. After drinking water and changing clothes, Nabuhua stood there again, with a bit of anger on his body. If Yin Minghui could not be eliminated or at least destroyed, today's shame would be engraved on him for the rest of his life. in his memory.His master "Hashitaro Yamamoto" couldn't break the "Northern Desert Deadlock", but this kid solved it easily. Is it a coincidence?No matter what, whether it was a coincidence or a genius, he must let this little brat show up on this school field today!

Minghui is simple. He practices kungfu every day, so he likes to wear bunting. Today, because he has to go to the palace, he just puts on a brocade robe. The fine cotton bunting training uniform is used as a middle coat.

At this moment, there was a competition. He walked to the side, took off his outer robe under the cover of a big wooden sign in the corner, then put the brocade robe on the wooden sign, and ran neatly back to the middle of the school field.

"Ahem," the emperor asked funnyly, "Didn't this boy expect that he would compete today?"

Mingze shook his head helplessly: "When he needs to wear a robe when going out, he always wears a middle coat like this. He said it is convenient to take it off to practice, so his short game training clothes are made of fine cotton. The eldest sister specially designed them for people to make. Come out, it is loose and comfortable, suitable for practicing, and it will not look bulky and strange when you put it on."

The emperor nodded secretly, so the excellence of these two brothers was inseparable from the thoughtful and meticulous upbringing of their eldest sister.

Off the court, Minghui, who was about to enter, was stopped by Shi Xin. Shi Xin wrapped a soft cowhide whip around Minghui's waist and whispered a few words.No one knew what he said. All they could see was that Minghui turned to look at Nabuhua on the field, nodded solemnly to Shi Xin, and then Shi Xin patted his shoulder and left.

"Isn't it? Didn't you see that Bu Hua took a big sword?" Prince Rui started yelling again, "At least give Yin Minghui a sword. What's the use of that soft cowhide whip? It's not enough for a big sword. Cut it." Old Man Banshan's Wandering Dragon Sword Technique ranks first among Jianghu sword techniques. Yin Minghui should know how to use a sword, right?

The fourth prince glanced at Prince Rui with disgust, "Noisy!"

In the other half of the stands, the Queen Mother, who was in a good mood because Minghui easily won a match, was also curious: "Does Minghui use a whip on weekdays?" People use knives and Minghui uses a whip. Wouldn't it be a disadvantage?At least I might as well get an iron whip.

Zhiruo shook his head: "I have used it, but not often. The sword is more commonly used, but he mainly practices boxing at the moment." In the words of the Banshan old man, Minghui has an extraordinary understanding of Banshan boxing, and Banshan Drunken Fist is simply for him. It was custom-made, so both master and apprentice are currently focusing on boxing.

"Then why did you give him a whip instead of a sword?" The Queen Mother felt even more strange that she still tied the whip to her body?
Zhiruo shook her head: "My little girl doesn't know either," but she believed that there must be a reason for what Shi Xin did.They are brothers in the same sect. Shi Xin has taught Minghui's martial arts many times and is very familiar with Minghui's martial arts methods, skills, and weaknesses.She didn't know anything else, at least she knew that Minghui was definitely not as comfortable and experienced with a sword as he was with his fists.

After the Queen Mother asked her question, she herself felt it was funny. Yin Zhiruo was a girl and didn't know martial arts. What was the use of asking her?

While he was talking, the crowd had already begun.Because of the disastrous defeat in the first game, Bu Hua didn't talk so much this time, and he didn't have much grace. He just raised his machete when he came up... "My mother!" Prince Rui exclaimed, "Is this person angry with shame? So cruel? Is it a competition or a desperate effort?"

The fourth prince also sat upright. This time he did not dislike Prince Rui for being noisy. He also found that Nakabu Hua was very aggressive.

As the figures of the two people moved faster and faster off the field, the atmosphere in the stands became tense. Pan Jiaming frowned and whispered a few words to Ertong, who quickly left.

Only a few people noticed that after a while, a few people quietly appeared in the four corners of the school field. They stared at the center of the field from different angles and quietly moved their positions as the situation in the center of the field changed.

There were many young generals standing outside the red line watching the battle nervously around the school grounds, so it was really not easy to notice those few people unless you were paying special attention.

And Zhiruo happened to be one of the few people who noticed.She was originally worried that Minghui was being plotted, so in addition to staring at the field, she would also subconsciously look for the figures of Buhua's men, and scan the surroundings, but she just happened to see Ertong and a few people coming from a distance. They walked out of the corner, and then the few people quietly dispersed in the four corners of the school field.

Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief. Apparently, Pan Jiaming had the same worries as her and started making arrangements.

A warm current surged in his heart, and Zhiruo subconsciously looked for Pan Jiaming's figure, only to realize that at some point, he and Xiao Feng had also changed places.From their angle, and looking down from a high place, if the divination flower was cheating, it would be easy for them to detect it, and it would be relatively easy to take action because there would be no one blocking it.And no one paid special attention to Pan Jiaming's appearance of taking advantage of his privilege to find a good seat to watch the game.Therefore, the title of ruffian and playboy is sometimes very useful.

The battle off the field became more and more intense. Na Bu's tricks were cruel and aggressive, while Yin Minghui moved lightly and used softness to overcome strength.At the beginning, some people thought that Minghui had been hiding passively. Later, they slowly discovered that he hid so skillfully every time. People who knew martial arts only heard the sound of the wind of the knife and the sound of the friction between the big knife and the sand and gravel on the ground. Xing Xingzi knew how much backlash Nabuhua had to bear.Shi Xin in the stands nodded slightly. His junior brother's drunken fist skills were stronger than those of him and his second junior brother Qi Haotian.

After ten moves like this, Minghui began to fight back when he saw Nabuhua becoming more and more irritable and losing strength.

Suddenly, as fast as lightning, he grabbed Na Buhua's right wrist and pulled it forward quickly. Before Nabu Hua could react, she lost her balance and was knocked down. At that moment, Minghui bent his knees. She grabbed his wrist and snatched the knife from his hand.

If it were really a point-to-point competition, it would be over at this point.

Unexpectedly, before everyone could cheer, when Minghui began to release his strength, Buhua suddenly shrank and escaped from Minghui's control. He swept his feet and raised dust all over the sky. The dust looked like something. Things stick together like a big piece of cloth trying to wrap Minghui.

Fortunately, Minghui had received Shi Xin's warning before and did not relax completely. When the sand was raised, he had already reacted quickly. He took out the cowhide whip from his waist and waved it. The spinning whip was as fast as a phantom. Soon, the dust was like rain. fell one after another.

Before Nabu Hua could recover, he kicked another kick of dust. Minghui's whip had already wrapped around his raised right foot. With each move, Na Buhua's whole body was spun around several times. , and then fell heavily to the ground with a "bang" and couldn't get up.

The young soldiers surrounding the school field cheered like thunder, rushing up to surround Minghui, throwing him up again and again, catching him again, throwing him up again, and catching him again...

The emperor stood up laughing loudly: "Come here, tell the imperial doctor to send the special envoy Na Buhua to the post house for treatment and recuperation. If the two countries are at war and the envoy is not killed, we still have to send him back in good health. Ha. Ha ha!"

Zhiruo's tightly held hands relaxed now. When the dust flew up and enveloped Minghui, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.Ninjutsu, although she didn't know which type of ninjutsu it was, she knew that it was definitely ninjutsu.But at that moment, it was difficult for her or anyone else to take action, and hidden weapons were definitely useless.

Furthermore, to be precise, Nabuhua's behavior still belongs to the competition, although it is relatively despicable.

Fortunately, Minghui wielded the cowhide whip.

(End of this chapter)