On the vast lake, a small boat is sailing towards the East Garden.
There were three people in the boat. Bai Zhijie was driving the boat. Zhuo Feiyang and Zhao Ying were standing on the bow. The breeze was blowing and their clothes were fluttering.
Zhao Ying was dressed in a lake green Luo shirt, with a jade-white face, and asked softly: "Senior Brother Zhuo, why do you and Senior Brother Chu have a feud?"
Zhuo Feiyang frowned and thought about it: "I didn't like him when I first met him... He has no ability and he's just a coaxer. I feel disgusted when I see him. I want to slap him to death!"
"You don't have any blood feud, why are you doing this!"
Zhao Ying shook her head and smiled. Both of them were very arrogant. Senior Brother Zhuo was quite arrogant. Senior Brother Chu could not practice martial arts but seemed to have something to rely on. He did not take Senior Brother Zhuo seriously. This was the most intolerable thing for Senior Brother Zhuo.
Posting a challenge is no joke.
Private fights are prohibited in the Duke's Mansion. Once there are casualties, the martial arts may be revoked and driven out of the government, or the more severe ones may be executed. Challenges are allowed, and the other party has the right to refuse. If they agree, there will be no further prosecution as long as they do not die or be abolished.
Senior Brother Chu took the initiative to challenge and was injured by Senior Brother Zhuo, but the Duke's Mansion would not care.
Zhuo Feiyang snorted: "I can't stand his arrogance!"
Zhao Ying shook her head and laughed. A proud person hates the pride of others.
"Senior Brother Zhuo, do you really want to be cruel?"
"Of course!" Zhuo Feiyang snorted: "He wants to die. I like to help others and make them completely useless!"
Zhao Ying frowned. She was cruel and cruel even if she didn't give in. It was too much: "Senior Brother Chu, why do you dare to challenge me?"
"You are so angry that you are dizzy!" Zhuo Feiyang hummed proudly: "This arrogant guy can never stand being my bodyguard!"
"Alas..." Zhao Ying shook her head: "Senior Brother Zhuo, actually you don't have any big grudges, so why bother!"
"Junior Sister Zhao, you don't understand." Zhuo Feiyang interrupted her with a wave of his hand: "You must be ruthless. This guy... must be beaten to death if you get the chance!"
"I'm a classmate..." Zhao Ying sighed.
Zhuo Feiyang hummed: "Junior Sister Zhao, a woman's kindness is beyond the pale!"
"Alas..." Zhao Ying sighed helplessly, determined to stop him at the critical moment.
She secretly complained to Chu Li that the situation was stronger than others, so she had to bow her head when she should, and it would be over if she surrendered. Why did she have to fight with Senior Brother Zhuo!
Bai Zhijie said: "Sir, Miss Zhao is here!"
The three of them saw a small island floating on the lake, as if blowing in the wind. The island was surrounded by willow trees, and their branches drooped to the lake, whirling like mist and smoke.
Zhuo Feiyang said: "Zhijie, you wait on the boat."
"Sir, be careful!" Bai Zhijie said, "After all, this is their territory!"
"I just want to see what tricks he plays!" Zhuo Feiyang waved his hand: "All tricks are vulnerable to powerful martial arts!"
"Yes." Bai Zhijie nodded respectfully.
The boat slowly docked, a jade chime and a drum hammer were hung under the willow tree. Zhao Ying knocked on the jade chime, and the clear sound resounded throughout the East Garden.
Chu Li and Li Yue appeared. Chu Li had a sword hanging on his waist, showing his extraordinary bravery.
Chu Li stood at a high place and nodded condescendingly: "Zhuo Feiyang, you are quite brave! ... Junior Sister Zhao, welcome!"
Zhuo Feiyang's handsome face darkened, and he felt very unhappy being looked at by him in such a condescending manner. He sneered, "What's so scary about you, a loser!"
Chu Li turned around and said, "Junior Sister Zhao, come in and have a cup of tea."
Zhuo Feiyang took the lead and hummed: "What kind of tea are you drinking? Who knows if you will poison me? Don't you want to challenge me? Stop talking nonsense and do it quickly!"
"Not urgent."
"Don't do this!" Zhuo Feiyang shouted: "If you want to take action, you surnamed Chu. If you don't, you will admit defeat and be my bodyguard!"
"You are so reckless and impulsive!" Chu Li shook his head: "It's hard to achieve great things!"
"Who do you think you are to be qualified to say this?!" Zhuo Feiyang curled his lips in a sneer.
Chu Li said: "You can do it if you want, but you have to have some luck. Zhuo Feiyang, if I win, you will be my guard!"
"Dreaming!" Zhuo Feiyang suddenly laughed: "I said Chu, are you awake? Do you want me to be your bodyguard?"
"What, you think you will lose?"
"of course not!"
"Then why don't you agree? You don't have enough confidence?"
"What do you mean you don't dare!"
"And Moonlight Lan, give it back to me if you lose!"
"You have such a big appetite!" Zhuo Feiyang sneered sarcastically and gritted his teeth: "That's eleven thousand taels!"
When he thought of this, he rushed to his forehead with anger. Eleven thousand taels were cheated like this!
Zhao Ying smiled and said: "Senior Brother Chu, if you want to win, I will give you Moonlight Orchid!"
Chu Li cupped his fists and smiled: "Thank you so much, Junior Sister Zhao!"
This is not the time to be polite, Moonlight Orchid is too important to change your own destiny!
Zhao Ying said: "Senior Brother Chu, aren't you unable to practice martial arts?"
"You can't practice internal skills and mental skills." Chu Li shook his head: "But sword skills can still be practiced."
Zhao Ying looked at him responsibly: "Why are you trying to be strong?"
Chu Li glanced sideways at Zhuo Feiyang: "You don't need internal strength to deal with a fool like him!"
"Chu, what a loud tone!" Zhuo Feiyang sneered again and again: "If you don't have internal strength, what are you using to fight?"
Chu Li said: "I have practiced the PoWu Sword Technique, it is enough to deal with you!"
"Breaking the Illusion Sword Technique? Haha!" Zhuo Feiyang laughed loudly: "You are a piece of trash, what's the use of holding a sword that is as sharp as clay?"
Zhao Ying felt that although Zhuo Feiyang said something unpleasant, he was right. He had no internal strength and could not display the power of his swordsmanship.
Chu Li hummed: "Zhuo Feiyang, let me tell you first whether you agree or not?"
"What if you lose?" Zhuo Feiyang's smile faded: "You can't just take advantage of it, right?"
Chu Li patted his chest: "The ten thousand taels of silver note is yours, I'm leaving the Duke's Mansion!"
"I have the banknote, no less than ten thousand taels!" Zhuo Feiyang snorted: "You just need to get out of the Duke's Mansion and stay out of my sight!"
"It's settled, Junior Sister Zhao will bear witness!"
Zhao Ying frowned and said, "Senior Brother Chu, why do you have to go to this point?"
"There is nothing I can do. Zhuo Feiyang has a small belly and is always looking for trouble for me. I can only give him some color to show him off and let him calm down!" Chu Li shook his head.
"It's actually not shameful to be Senior Brother Zhuo's bodyguard." Zhao Ying tried her best to persuade.
Chu Li stared at her for a few times and said helplessly: "You are an innocent and kind-hearted girl!"
Zhao Ying smiled sheepishly. He was arrogant and it was really difficult for him to be Senior Brother Zhuo's bodyguard. Senior Brother Zhuo had gone too far.
Chu Li drew his sword out of its scabbard: "Zhuo Feiyang, draw your sword!"
Zhuo Feiyang smiled proudly, stepped up to him, and showed his palm technique: "I don't need a sword to deal with you!"
"Look at the sword!" Chu Li thrust out his sword.
Zhuo Feiyang came in with his left palm close to the sword and rushed straight into the middle palace, showing great contempt.
Chu Li retreated to avoid it and stabbed out with his sword.
"Eh?" Zhuo Feiyang had no choice but to change his moves, his sword eyebrows furrowed.
Chu Li struck out with another sword.
Zhuo Feiyang changed his moves again, and decisively changed to a set of palm techniques. The sword was weak and weak, but it hit the vital point. The man named Chu must be familiar with this palm technique.
Chu Li stabbed out with another sword.
Zhuo Feiyang's old strength had been exhausted and his new strength had not been regenerated. He watched helplessly as the sword stabbed his right wrist.
Chu Li put away his sword and said with a smile, "Want to fight again?"
"Come again!" Zhuo Feiyang gritted his teeth and hummed.
Chu Li raised the tip of his sword.
Zhuo Feiyang turned his palm into a fist and punched out fiercely. Chu Li thrust out his sword.
"Ah!" Zhuo Feiyang cried out in pain, and the sword was hit in his right palm.
Chu Li's face turned pale, and he held his sword to the ground to prevent himself from falling. This sword gathered all his strength, and his body was completely empty. It was very uncomfortable to feel empty.
The tip of the sword pierced Zhuo Feiyang's palm.
Zhao Ying hurriedly took out the porcelain bottle, sprinkled some medicinal powder to stop the bleeding, and looked at him worriedly.
Zhuo Feiyang opened his eyes angrily and stared at Chu Li.