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Chapter 848 Although You Can't Press Your Father On The Ground

He was lean and thin, and he looked a little thin in the heavy clothes. The burly young man somewhat looked down on him, but out of respect for his opponent, he politely saluted with fists in his arms, and then started the competition.

Jing Yu finally regained some energy, and went directly to the edge of the stands to stare.

The Empress gave a dry cough, and was slightly dissatisfied: "Jing Yu, come back and sit down."

"I'll take a look."

It was rare for her to dare to refute the Empress, so she stood there stubbornly. Bai Lixiang patted the Empress's hand lightly to signal her not to get angry, and to ignore Jingyu.

The young man used a broadsword, while Minghuai used a saber. Although the broadsword is fierce, it has rules, and the saber is dexterous, but there are no rules to look for.

After all, it's his own kung fu on the battlefield. Ming Huai is not too picky about weapons. In his opinion, any weapon that can kill is a good weapon. However, Jiang Han is the number one swordsman in Dongchuan, and Ming Huai wants him to lose. Convinced, he chose Saber.

Jiang Han was still recharging his energy, so Ming Huai was not prepared to entangle with the young man for too long. After more than a dozen moves, he probably saw the flaws in his moves. With the help of one of them, the broadsword flew out of the young man's hand and penetrated deeply into the ground. Almost at the same time, the saber pressed against the young man's neck with no weight.

In a moment, the outcome is decided.

The young man's face changed slightly. Although he was a little unconvinced, he didn't make any other struggles.

"offend."

Ming Huai put away his saber and gave a salute, then turned to look at Jiang Han.

All eyes on the field followed him and looked over, only to see Jiang Han standing up calmly, dressed in exactly the same attire as usual, and the black clothes added a bit of chill.

The young man glanced at Ming Huai, then silently exited the arena, holding his sword tightly and looked at Jiang Han who had already arrived on the arena.

Jing Yu turned around worriedly and asked, "If Jiang Han makes a death move later, you will help, right?"

Bai Lixiang nodded slightly, but didn't say anything, Yinhua came over and lay down on the side of the stand directly in front of her: "Sister, don't worry, Young Master Jiu is very powerful, I've seen it before."

"But you haven't seen Jiang Han do anything."

That's someone who can challenge your father one-on-one!Although you can't rub your father on the ground.

Jing Yu complained silently, praying in her heart that Jiang Han would not perform well today.

She was still thinking that Jiang Han and Ming Huai had already started fighting, without any temptations or concessions, the first move was a mortal move, swords were flying, and the spacious arena could not accommodate them.

Jing Yu pulled Yin Hua nervously and asked: "Who do you think is the most powerful? Who is more powerful? Ah, bleeding, can you still hurt people during the competition?"

Yinhua was so shaken that she felt nauseated, and struggled to free his arm: "Jiang Han has the upper hand."

Jing Yu could tell that Ming Huai was not Jiang Han's opponent, but she felt that there was no way to release her tension when she asked her a few words.

They fought fiercely, and Jiang Han firmly held the upper hand. Whether it was speed or reflexes, he perfectly demonstrated the basic cultivation that a swordsman should have.

No matter how unpredictable Ming Huai's moves were, he was able to deal with them calmly, calmly and confidently, as if he had seen through all of Ming Huai's moves, but he forbeared not to act immediately.

Bailixiang leaned slightly on the back of the chair, holding the hand of the Empress with his hand on the table, his lazy appearance seemed out of place in the battle between dragons and tigers on the field.

(End of this chapter)