My husband is a traitor

Chapter 302 Defeated, Aggressive

"Hey-"

The buzzing sound and sparks caused by the collision of the swords all showed the fierceness of this competition.

Jiang Linlang's mouth went numb, Wen Rensheng's sword was very heavy, and he was also quite strong, the slamming force just now caused the sword in her hand to shake, and she almost couldn't hold it.

She leaped back with difficulty, avoided the opponent's thunderous attack with lightness kung fu, gritted her teeth, half crouched on the tree, panting.

"Again!" Wen Rensheng's eyes darkened, and he continued to attack without changing his expression.

Seeing this, Jiang Linlang bit her lip hard, tightened the sword in her hand, and stood up, "Come on!"

The two figures trembled in the air again, colliding fiercely with lightning and flint.

"what--"

The next moment, the sword in Jiang Linlang's hand fell off and flew out, and she was also bounced away, turning backwards in the air.

"Junior Sister!"

"lady!"

The expected fall did not happen, and Jiang Linlang fell into an embrace mixed with cool air and a touch of warmth.

She opened her eyes, and when she raised her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Rong Jue's delicate and jade-like chin.

Rong Jue hugged Jiang Linlang and landed steadily from a high altitude. When his feet hit the ground, it was almost silent.

Wen Rencheng's worried eyes were instantly replaced by bright lights. Jiang Linlang was still able to fight, but the person in front of him——

But ever since he became famous, he has always wanted to compete against an opponent!

Rong Jue raised one hand slightly, Jiang Linlang's sword stuck in the ground, the blade roared and trembled slightly, and then broke through the ground.Steadily returned to his hand.

Putting him down, Rong Jue glanced at Jiang Linlang, who was sweating on his forehead from a fierce battle and panting.

"fine?"

The cold and soft voice carried an imperceptible lightness of care.

Jiang Linlang's legs were trembling a little. Wen Rencheng's move was too fierce. She always had the advantage of making quick decisions. It took her too much strength just now, and now she can barely stand still.

Shaking her head, she had a bitter and aggrieved expression on her face, "It's something! Hey--"

Mu Youran helped her up, "Stop acting."

"..."

Rong Jue had already turned around, and the corner of his dark red robe swayed slightly like a gust of wind.Holding Jiang Linlang's sword in his hand, he pointed at Wen Rensheng opposite, with a gloomy and murderous expression on his face——

"You are not my opponent."

Wen Rencheng immediately made perfect preparations for battle. He tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand, narrowed his eyes slightly, and seeing Rong Jue's calm and dismissive look, he couldn't help but sneered evilly and said: "Really? Then I'll wait and see!"

"Heh—" Then you can't laugh out loud.

Rong Jue's eyes turned cold, he turned his toes slightly, his ink hair flew wildly, but he stood still.

It wasn't until Wen Rencheng attacked with the aura of stepping on mountains and rivers and being able to carry a tripod, and when he was close at hand, he opened his eyes slightly and jumped up.

Like a shooting star, it flashes quickly and sinks into the sky, blending with light and shadow.

"Drink!" Wen Rensheng stared at the direction above his head without blinking, and silently changed the direction of the sword in his hand.

However, in the next moment, a cold, death-like breath came from behind.

His complexion changed, he hurriedly took a long step forward, turned around, and swung his sword.

"Hey-"

With Rong Jue who was as fast as a ghost, two swords clashed.

The two approached each other, their faces very close.As he approached, Wen Rencheng was slightly startled when he met those cold, unripe eyes.

Slight chill down the spine.

If Jiang Linlang's light work made him feel elegant and agile, then this person——

During the movement, there is no breath to catch, and the movement is like a ghost, so that people don't know how to deal with it.

This is the real opponent!

No, it was the master he dreamed of!
"you lose."

The next moment, Wen Rensheng's bright eyes froze for a moment, he stared blankly at the sword lying across his neck, and then at the saber in his hand that was not even close to his body, his complexion changed a few times.

His eyes trembled, his lips parted slightly, and he raised his head in disbelief to look at Rong Jue, who was holding a sword in one hand and placed the other behind his back, with a relaxed posture and no mess in his hair.

"I... lost." Although he couldn't believe it, he still put down his sword and lowered his head slightly, ashamed of himself.

Jiang Linlang blinked. When the duel was so close that she didn't even have time to react, Rong Jue had already held the sword across the opponent's neck.

"Wow——Sanggong, you are so amazing!" But it didn't stop her from rushing towards Rong Jue excitedly with a nympho look on her face, hugging his arm, shaking and shaking, her eyes smiling into crescent eyes, her face pink and authentic.

Thus, Wen Rensheng saw such a scene——

Rong Jue, who was exuding a murderous aura before, lost that chilling aura in an instant.His sleeves were ruffled, but he didn't show a cold face. Instead, he lowered his eyes slightly, and the corners of his eyes were bent.

The corner of his mouth also curled into a faint smile.

He looked at the Princess Nan'an who was shaking Rong Jue's arm, without any ladylike temperament, and looked like a child all of a sudden, he was suddenly a little confused.

This man is clearly the number one treacherous minister, but Jiang Linlang is a descendant of the righteous General Jiang...

But the scenes he saw always broke his cognition.

They are more tacit and loving than ordinary couples.Even Rong Jue, who didn't like to use swords, took Jiang Linlang's sword to compete with him, the intention was self-evident.

If he hadn't nearly injured Jiang Linlang, I'm afraid this man wouldn't bother to compare him.As he said——

He is not his opponent.

"I'm willing to bow down." Wen Rencheng held the sword, cupped his hands slightly towards the two of them, and said convincingly.

Then he withdrew his sword and looked at Jiang Linlang, "Although you lost, it was worthwhile to compete with Rong Jue today. I will abide by the agreement and will not expose you."

Jiang Linlang suppressed her smile slightly, and looked at Wen Rensheng who was facing him strangely. This man...seemed to be a martial idiot, more terrifying than his elder brother.

The elder brother likes to study martial arts, but Wen Rensheng likes to fight in martial arts.

"I'm not afraid of you exposing—but thanks anyway!" Jiang Linlang cupped her hands back, "General Wenren's martial arts are far superior to mine, I have learned."

Wen Rencheng just frowned and looked at her heartily, "You are very good at lightness kung fu, and you are a good young man who learns martial arts—although you are still far from your father, but it does not dishonor his fame."

"..." This tone, which seemed like the elders were teaching the younger ones, was ridiculous, Jiang Linlang smiled awkwardly, "Hehehe...that's right."

"But—" he suddenly raised his lips again, smiled vigorously, and looked at Rong Jue, "I will challenge you again, next time, I will definitely win against you!"

"No comparison." Rong Jue turned dead fish eyes in a second, and turned Jiang Linlang indifferently.

"If you are willing to compete with me - I can get Jiang Linlang what she wants!"

Wen Rencheng was startled, and after a face full of disappointment, he hurriedly shouted at his back.

(End of this chapter)