Huangxiu

Chapter 96 Defeated Again
The setting sun hangs low in the sky, filling it with red clouds.

Outside Dazhen Hall
Chu Zhiyuan stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking at the layout of Dazhen Hall.

The gate was open, and six guards in white stood on either side of the majestic stone lions.

The six young guards in white stood lazily, but with their right hands on the hilts of their swords, they exuded a sinister aura, like tigers taking a nap.

As Super Sense saw, the gatekeeper walked in with light steps, crossed the front yard, went back through two moon gates, and came to a small courtyard in the third entrance.

In the small courtyard, Cheng Tianfeng was practicing sword.

The thin old man Mo Chunyu watched from the side.

The doorman came in cautiously and announced the visitor's name.

Upon hearing the words "Prince Qing's son", Cheng Tianfeng stopped abruptly, turned around and swung his sword, pointing the tip of the sword at the doorman: "Who?!"

The concierge was an old man with white beard and eyebrows, white hair and a youthful face. He clasped his fists and said, "My Lord, this is the son of Prince Jingqing, the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Rites."

"Chu Zhiyuan?!" Cheng Tianfeng stared at him coldly.

The concierge saw that Cheng Tianfeng, who was usually calm and composed, suddenly became ferocious and terrifying. He was terrified and nodded hurriedly: "It's him."

"What is this bastard doing here!" Cheng Tianfeng gritted his teeth, "Is he here to show off his power?"

"Call him in and go to the front hall." Mo Chunyu said.

Cheng Tianfeng looked at him.

Mo Chunyu said, "After all, he is a member of the Ministry of Rites and a prince. We can't turn him away, right? That would be too rude."

"Uncle-master, are you still trying to reason with this bastard?" Cheng Tianfeng said through gritting his teeth.

Chu Zhiyuan, this despicable villain, destroyed the Tianyin Jue and stole the Questioning Heart Knife, and he still has the nerve to come here?

Mo Chunyu waved his hand.

The doorman looked at Cheng Tianfeng, clasped his fists apologetically, and walked out.

"Uncle Master, you go, I won't go!"

"Don't you want to hear what he has to say?"

"No need!"

"Okay then." Mo Chunyu frowned secretly when he saw him like this.

Are you afraid of seeing Chu Zhiyuan? Are you scared?

If you are really scared, then it would be a bit troublesome. You might have mental demons. It would be difficult for you to become a master, let alone a grandmaster.

He frowned secretly and walked forward.

When he was halfway there, he found that Cheng Tianfeng had caught up with him and was walking side by side with him, and he couldn't help but smile.

Cheng Tianfeng snorted, "Listen to what this guy is talking about."

Mo Chunyu said: "Disciplining is just sparring. There is no need to treat us as mortal enemies. After all, we are already allies."

"Hey." Cheng Tianfeng shook his head and sneered.

Become friends with Chu Zhiyuan?
This is the funniest joke in the world!
He and I are mortal enemies, but because of our respective identities and the presence of the Grand Master, I am unable to kill him.

If both of them become grand masters, they will definitely kill each other.

"Even if we can't be friends, we shouldn't be so hostile. It would make us look less courageous and less broad-minded."

"……Yes."

Cheng Tianfeng quickly adjusted his expression.

He took a deep breath.

It's strange. I have always been emotionally stable and calm, and I won't be easily shaken.

Even if you are surrounded by flowers, you can keep your mind active and your spirit calm.

But when he met Chu Zhiyuan, he immediately lost his composure, and his rage became uncontrollable and uncontrollable.

Are they natural enemies?

……

The two of them came to the front yard calmly and saw Chu Zhiyuan and Zou Fang slowly walking around the screen wall, and the two sides suddenly faced each other.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Mr. Mo, Brother Cheng, how are you these days?"

He saw that Cheng Tianfeng's breathing and expression were steady, and he was quite impressed. It was not easy to adjust his mentality so quickly.

Cheng Tianfeng is indeed extremely talented and should not be underestimated.

Mo Chunyu smiled and said nothing.

Cheng Tianfeng snorted, "Very good, Brother Chu, you are also good, right?"

"Not bad." Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

Cheng Tianfeng said: "Since you beat me, you must be very proud of yourself. With so many banquets to attend, how can you still have time to come here?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I specially found some time to visit Brother Cheng. I gained a lot from sparring with Brother Cheng."

Upon hearing about the harvest, Cheng Tianfeng immediately thought of his own losses, the Tianyin Jue and the Wenxin Knife.

Of course, the rewards were huge after stealing his own sword of conscience!
This is the world's top treasure, a magical weapon that can break through the barrier, and a killer weapon that can be used to save one's life.

This bastard actually stole it when the action was taking place. He is simply not a human being!
Chu Zhiyuan sighed, "Winning and losing are common. I won by luck. Don't get too obsessed with it, my lord. The next time we compete, the outcome will be unpredictable."

Cheng Tianfeng sneered.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "And Brother Cheng, you haven't been able to do your best. You feel very aggrieved and unconvinced, right?"

"As long as you know."

"How about we have another sparring match?" Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"Hmm——?" Cheng Tianfeng frowned and stared at him, trying to see clearly what he was going to do.

One more game, can I win?
He thought quickly and compared the advantages and disadvantages of the two.

Chu Zhiyuan is strong and fast, but his swordsmanship is crude. He relies on these two factors and is a reckless man.

I have been thinking hard these past two days and have found a way to restrain him.

When fighting him, you must not spare your strength or hold back, you must use all your might to kill him with one strike.

It’s a pity that the Sword of Conscience was stolen by him, but there’s no need to talk about this. Just think about it and you’ll know he won’t admit it.

In addition to the Heart-Searching Sword, there is also the Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique. With his own cultivation level and the Heaven-Breaking Sword Technique, it is enough to seriously injure him.

Just don't kill him, since he came here on his own initiative. With Master Mo here, it's impossible to kill him.

"Brother Cheng, do you want to give it a try? Give it your all."

"..."

Cheng Tianfeng still stared at him with a frown.

He wanted to find out what Chu Zhiyuan was going to do first.

Mo Chunyu was like a deaf and dumb person, not saying a word, just watching the confrontation between the two.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Brother Cheng, do you want to play? If not, forget it."

"…What are the conditions?"

Cheng Tianfeng gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice.

"After this fight, Brother Cheng, please stop all your tricks."

"What little move?"

"Brother Cheng, honest people don't speak in secret. There are only two of us, so why should we pretend to be confused?"

"I really don't understand."

"Forget it then, just pretend I never said that. Goodbye."

Chu Zhiyuan turned and left.

Just as he and Zou Fang reached the screen wall and were about to leave, Cheng Tianfeng finally spoke up: "Wait!"

Chu Zhiyuan turned around and looked back.

"Okay, okay." Cheng Tianfeng shook his head and sighed: "You may not know that I never bear grudges."

Chu Zhiyuan laughed.

Not a single word of this can be believed.

"Whether what you said is true or false, I promise you."

"Brother Cheng, you won't lie to me, right?"

"You don't trust me?!" Cheng Tianfeng stared at him coldly: "Then why did you come here!"

Chu Zhiyuan turned his head to look at Mo Chunyu, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Mr. Mo, if you guarantee it, I will believe it."

Mo Chunyu smiled slightly on his thin face: "I will not interfere in the affairs between you two, my lord."

"Goodbye then!" Chu Zhiyuan turned around and was about to leave again.

"Wait!" Cheng Tianfeng snorted impatiently, "Here you go again!"

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile.

"Uncle Master, please be my guarantor!"

"Sir..."

"Uncle Master!"

"Alas...you guys——!" Mo Chunyu finally nodded slowly: "Forget it, I guarantee that the prince will not make any more small moves."

"Not only me, but also my Prince Qing's Mansion and Duke An's Mansion."

"Chu Zhiyuan, don't go too far!"

"Compared to what Brother Cheng did, it's not excessive at all!"

"Okay, okay, I promise, I won't provoke Xiao Ruoling anymore!"

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Mo Chunyu.

Mo Chunyu nodded.

"Then please teach me!" Chu Zhiyuan drew his sword and pointed the tip of the sword at Cheng Tianfeng.

"Go!"

Cheng Tianfeng's brocade robe fluttered in the wind, and he drew his sword from its sheath with his left hand smoothly and lightly, turning into a flash of lightning and arriving in an instant.

This sword was better than any other he used in the night banquet in the palace. It was the concentration of his energy and it was the most powerful move.

Ask heaven, ask heaven, life and death are all up to heaven's will. If heaven wants you to die, you will die; if heaven wants you to live, you will live.

It is to put yourself in this desperate situation and unleash strength that far exceeds your own.

"it is good!"

Chu Zhiyuan shouted softly, and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, he appeared in front and collided with the tip of Cheng Tianfeng's sword.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, the sword light became brighter, like a small sun falling.

In the light, Chu Zhiyuan retreated a foot and shook the Qingying Sword.

A few drops of blood were thrown out, and the sword body regained its clarity like a pool of autumn water.

Cheng Tianfeng stood there, motionless as if frozen.

Mo Chunyu frowned, and flashed behind Cheng Tianfeng. He put his right palm on his back, and quickly sealed several major acupoints on his left shoulder with his left hand.

The left shoulder is full of bones.

This was the power of the sword. The tip of the sword only brushed past him lightly, and the flesh on his shoulder exploded into pieces, leaving only a pile of white bones.

He then pulled out a small jade bottle from his sleeve, bit open the stopper with his teeth, poured out two scarlet pills and pressed them directly on the white bones.

Cheng Tianfeng stood there in a daze, staring at the sky, confused.

Chu Zhiyuan returned the sword to its sheath, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Cheng, I'm sorry."

He looked at Mo Chunyu embarrassedly: "Brother Cheng's speed is too fast. I have tried my best to avoid him. There is really nothing I can do."

Mo Chunyu frowned and nodded, "Good swordsmanship."

He could see that Chu Zhiyuan's swordsmanship was even better than that night. In just two days, he had become much stronger. He was truly a genius.

The prince's defeat was not unfair at all.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Cheng Tianfeng: "Brother Cheng? Brother Cheng?!"

He felt that this was not safe enough and would only make the situation worse.

(End of this chapter)