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One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding atmosphere immediately became tense. Before Bu Jinglan came, he had asked to marry the prince and the imperial concubine. Now, he was giving the title of exchanging pointers. He clearly wanted to use this opportunity to improve his own status. He wanted to make it clear to the world that even if the Great Yue State wanted to marry a prince or an imperial concubine, it would be doing so with a low acceptance and not a high marriage!

Baili Qingfeng's eyes twitched slightly. With a slight coldness in his eyes, he said, "Since it's a spar, there's nothing wrong with it. Where are the people you brought? Why didn't they bring them here?"

Bu Jinglan raised his eyes and clapped his hands. The ten people, male and female, who were waiting outside the door stood on both sides and bowed to Baili Qing Cang in unison.

The loud voice was extremely loud, so loud that it could shake the hearts of anyone who heard it.

Seeing these people, Shen Ninghua's pupils constricted. These people were obviously the guards and maids who had followed Bu Jinglan here! Using these people to exchange pointers would not bring about much glory to the Great An Country. If they were to lose, then they would lose all face.

Quite a few officials had the same thought, and all of them glared at Bu Jinglan with unfriendly eyes.

Bu Jinglan stood still in the middle of the hall with a gentle smile on his face.

A few days ago, this person was still unhappy because of Shen Linghan. At that time, he was acting like an impulsive kid, but now, he was standing there with a smile on his face, giving off an unfathomable feeling. Such a contradictory aura appearing from the same person was definitely out of the ordinary. Was this person faking it too well or was there some other reason?

"Your majesty, the people of Great Yue State have arrived. I wonder where your majesty would like to compare?" Bu Jinglan looked around and said with a confident smile.

If the earlier disdain was hidden, then this sentence was like a slap to the face of the Great An Country. The opponents were only a few guards and maids, while the Great An Country had to determine the outcome of the competition in advance. In an instant, the atmosphere in the hall became tense.

The Sixth Prince is indeed very carefree, and is here as a guest. If you want us to arrange the contents of the competition with the host, then we can understand his mood, but we have a large group of people with great etiquette, and we treat our guests with gentleness and benevolence. If you want to compete, just say it.

Many people cheered in their hearts when they heard this. They all turned their heads to look for the person who said this.

Chu Junyi was the center of everyone's attention. He held the wine cup in his hand and turned slightly to the right. His handsome face was lit up with stars, and the corners of his lips had a trace of unruliness. People couldn't help but sigh at the outstanding and outstanding young master.

Bu Jinglan's expression changed. He had just taken the initiative and wanted to make peace with the situation, but this person just gave him a disrespectful hat. How interesting.

"Look at this young master sitting at the back. May I know what kind of official you are?"

Chu Junyi put down her wineglass and sat up straight. "I'm just an unremarkable editor. I'm not worthy of the Sixth Prince's attention. However, when it comes to exchanging pointers, I have a few thoughts."

Bu Jinglan narrowed his eyes, "I wonder what sire is thinking?"

"A spar is nothing more than an exchange of martial arts and literature. To a man, poetry and poetry are nothing more than swords, swords, swords, halberds; a spar between women is even simpler. What does the Sixth Prince want to exchange pointers with? "

Shen Ninghua couldn't hold back his laughter. Chu Junyi's words had been cut short, so there was no point in explaining everything. In the end, he just asked Bu Jinglan for his opinion.

Bu Jinglan chuckled softly, a dangerous glint of light flashing across his eyes as he issued out a provocation: "Although this is a cliché, it might be the best of the best. From what this editor is saying, why don't you take on this first match?"

Chu Junyi shook her sleeves and swept her eyes across the men and women standing in two rows in front of her. With a trace of disdain in her eyes, she replied, "It's nothing. It's just a competition."

He stood up and walked to the center of the hall, bowing to Baili Qingfeng, "Your Majesty, although this humble subject is just a small editor and doesn't have much talent, I would like to experience the glory of Great Yue State's warriors. This humble subject will be participating in this first match, please approve it, Your Majesty."

By naming his current status and rank, even if he lost in the end, it would not affect the reputation of the Great An Country in the slightest. Baili Qingfeng had no objections, he just ordered someone to give him some wine: "Alright, the first round is up to you."

"Thank you, your majesty." Chu Junyi rose to her feet and turned to look at Bu Jinglan. "Sixth Prince, what do you want to compete in?"

Bu Jinglan smiled: "There is no first place, and there is no second place. If we are competing, it would be difficult to determine the winner. How about we compete in martial arts."

"Compared to this, it's faster and more straightforward. Let's compete then." Chu Junyi stood ramrod straight, a trace of coldness on her lips.

Shen Ninghua raised her gaze. Since Bu Jinglan dared to say something like that, she must have long since been prepared. The ten guards definitely had excellent martial skills. Although Chu Junyi was known as the Duo Jue Master, his literary talent was still the most praised. He was not a martial artist. Was he not planning on hiding his talents?

Chu Junyi turned to Shen Ninghua, her eyes warm. Being conferred the title of a County Lord, she was already standing at the heart of the struggle. In addition, the Second Prince and the others were eyeing her covetously, so just her reputation as the Duo Jue young master was not enough for her. His wife was so beautiful, she deserved to enjoy the limelight!

Under Baili Qingfeng's command, the high stage was built not long after.

Shen Ninghua and the rest of the team took their seats outside one after another.

"Dong, dong, dong!"

The sound of the drum came one after another, and the warm air had a biting cold feeling to it.

Bu Jinglan cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, although this sparring is only for the sake of communication, my fists and legs have no eyes. Please forgive me if I am injured."

"No problem."

The official felt a chill run through his body, causing his entire heart to clench. Many of the generals angrily glared at Bu Jinglan. This situation was not suitable for them to take action. Otherwise, how could they allow this brat to act so arrogantly?

This was what Bu Jinglan was thinking. The people who were going to compete were all imperial bodyguards. To think that they were going to challenge the Great An Wu to a match, regardless of whether they won or lost, they would lose face. However, he was very confident in his own people when facing a young master from a noble family who did not live up to his name.

Someone from the Great Yue State was already on the stage. He jumped to the edge of the stage and jumped up high. Then, he waved his fist at Chu Junyi. "Please don't mind him if he is injured, master editor."

Chu Junyi smirked coldly as she walked up the stairs.

In the audience seats of Great Yue State, there were already many people who mocked:

"It looks like he's a civil servant, yet he wants to compete with us in martial arts. He's overestimating himself."

"Haha, I wonder if his body can withstand a punch from a brave warrior of the Great Yue State."

"I'm dying of laughter. He actually still wants to walk up. Should I send someone to help him? The stairs are so high, it'll be dangerous if he falls."

The Great An Country was completely silent. They glared at the Great Yue State people across from them. Many of them were secretly clenching their fists, wishing that they could go up and punch them.

Shen Ninghua stared at the ring, pausing as he played with the bracelet on his wrist. He thought to himself, Chu Junyi, what are you trying to do?

Chu Junyi stood on the stage, dressed in a magnificent robe, and looked very different from the warriors of the State of Yue in their military uniforms.

"Brat, you really know how to bluff. Later on, don't ask me, grandpa, to spare you."

Chu Junyi smirked coldly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. "I was going to let you live, but I knew you wouldn't be able to do it. If that's the case, then listen to your master. Didn't he say you had no eye wounds? I'll cripple you today!"

"You talk a lot. People in the Great An Empire really are cowards who only know how to talk. Today, grandpa will beat you up until you cry for your parents." Because no one had heard their conversation on the arena, the warriors of the Great Yue State became more and more unscrupulous.

"Kill!" The man stomped on the ground, and his massive body shot up into the air. His hammer-like fists rammed into Chu Junyi's face.

Chu Junyi didn't evade. She stood tall and straight like a pine tree.

Below the stage, Shen Ninghua unconsciously gripped the silk handkerchief in her hands tightly, her face full of tension. Many people had already cried out in alarm, not daring to raise their heads to look at the arena.

Yang Yingxue was right next to Shen Ninghua, her face completely pale.

Chu Junyi waited until the warrior's fist was almost upon her face before she suddenly bent back and swung her fist at the tip of her nose. The strong wind made her face hurt.

"Kid, you have some skills." The Great Yue State warrior's punch missed. He withdrew his arm and clenched it. His joints cracked and he rushed towards Chu Junyi once again.

One of them attacked fiercely while the other dodged with his hands behind his back. Their movements on the stage were so fast that they left afterimages behind them.

Bu Jinglan put down his wine cup as he stared at the duo on the stage, his heart sinking. He had investigated Chu Junyi before, but she was known as one of the two great young masters. These few years, she had been quiet. He had originally thought that he would be hard to deal with under fame, and that this person was just a person who sought fame. He didn't expect that his martial arts skills would be this good as well.

The Great Yue State warrior panted heavily as he stared at Chu Junyi with bloodshot eyes. He wished that he could tear her apart and eat her alive, "You only know how to hide and hide, you turtle bastard!" What woman has taken a fancy to a cowardly turtle like you! "

Chu Junyi stopped in her tracks, and a surge of killing intent gushed out of her. "I was going to tease you, but it seems like there's no need."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from where he stood. With a bang, the warriors of the Great Yue State cried out:

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Everyone's vision blurred as they saw a figure fall down from the stage and raise a cloud of dust.

Chu Jun stood at the edge of the stage, looking down at the Great Yue State warrior who had fainted, his lips curled up into a cold smile, "I am on good terms with my daughter, so let me teach you something. Don't talk about other people's beautiful wives, look, are you injured? "Yah, I think his ribs are broken. That kick was quite lenient."