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Chapter 145 Deathmatch
His Highness Ninth Prince grew up in the royal family's golden branches, pampered by the emperor and his concubines, and protected by his elder brothers.

In addition, she is strong enough, so who dares to disobey her?
Even if she is unreasonable, no one will say anything to her.

Not to mention that today's incident seemed to her to be caused by some small things.

The Princess of Jing'an Palace was very angry and dared to bully her sister. As a princess, she couldn't tolerate it.

Even if she was stopped by the royal brother in person at this time, she would not be convinced.

"Brother Imperial, in accordance with the laws of Dachu, a decisive battle must be fought unless one person admits defeat and the other agrees to end it. Otherwise, the fight can only be stopped if one of them dies."

When King Qin saw the little sister's expression at this time, he also understood that she had become stubborn, so he raised his hand and was ready to teach her a lesson.

However, King Xuan stood directly in front of King Qin.

"Second brother, I can't control what you do on a normal day, but the decision between the two of you has already begun, and you have no right to interfere. What's more, neither of them has any intention of withdrawing from the decisive battle. If you try to stop me, you will get through me first. .”

It's been a long time since he saw the third child being so serious. King Qin knew that the third child wanted to protect his little sister's dignity.

Although what happened here today doesn't seem to be much of a fault on His Highness' part.

But after all, Han Wence was the host today, and the reason was because he was about to get married to Gu Xueyang.

Having a dispute with Gu Xueyang today is really not giving the boss face.

How can it be that when someone invites you as a guest, you beat the other person's house?
King Qin knew very well the strength of his younger sister Dugu Feihong. She was considered a master among the younger generation. Fighting Gu Xueyang was just bullying her.

But now that the matter has come to this, King Qin has no choice but to approach the little sister and whisper in a low voice.

"Girl, you're in a hurry. We can spar, but don't hurt anyone. The other party is the legitimate daughter of King Jing'an. If you dare to be like those people who always crippled people's muscles and bones, then even if you get to your father's place, my brother can't protect you!"

Dugu Feihong's expression didn't change, and he didn't know whether he heard it or not.

But at this time everyone moved out of the way.

Only Han Wence was still trying to dissuade Gu Xueyang.

Gradually, I felt angry in my heart.

"Princess, can't you just give in? You don't know how powerful the little princess is? Why do you have to fight with her to win or lose? The cause of the matter is just that the Eighth Prince said some excessive words, so you have to be so aggressive. ?”

Gu Xueyang clenched his fists, "Yes, I am aggressive, Han Wence, get out of the way, today's matter has nothing to do with you!"

With that said, Gu Xueyang looked at the guard not far away, "Come here, send Second Young Master Han away!"

At this time, there were only two women left on the field.

Her Royal Highness's sword was not unsheathed and she looked at Gu Xueyang contemptuously.

Gu Xueyang, on the other hand, was holding a sharp sword and had a cold look on his face.

"Your Highness, draw your sword!"

"Gu Xueyang, I thought about it for a moment. What my second brother said makes sense. This time, Prince Jing'an and the Han family are the masters after all. I shouldn't argue with you. As long as you apologize to Eighth Sister, I will spare you today." .”

"Hmph! The children of my Gu family can be killed but not humiliated! Even if I die in your hands today, I will never compromise!"

Dugu Feihong snorted contemptuously, "Since you are seeking death yourself, you can't blame me. I am not in a good mood today, so I will teach you a lesson!"

As soon as these words came out, Gu Xueyang became even more angry.

"If you don't draw your sword, I won't wait any longer."

"Come!"

Gu Xueyang's swordsmanship is not exquisite, but she has always worked hard and practiced for some time on the battlefield, so her shots can be seen to be clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

She shot decisively without any hesitation.

But when he reached Dugu Feihong, he just kept dodging.

At the same time, he also said sarcastically: "The speed is too slow, the execution is not strong enough, and the internal strength is also a bit lacking. At your level, you are at best second-rate."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dugu Feihong threw aside his sword and faced the enemy with his bare hands.

This scene also made those watching the battle frown.Dropping your weapon at the critical moment of the battle is not just contempt, but even a bit humiliating.

When the gap in strength between the two was there, Dugu Feihong found the right opportunity and struck at the moment when Gu Xueyang attacked.

A punch hit her lower abdomen, sending Gu Xueyang flying away.

Gu Xueyang spat out a mouthful of blood, stood up immediately, and grasped the sword again.

"Princess, give up, I really have no interest in playing around with a weakling like you. If you want to fight me, you are far behind."

His Highness Ninth Prince’s words were filled with contempt.

Gu Xueyang ignored it, concentrated his sword power, and observed calmly.

She knew the gap between herself and His Highness Ninth Prince.

But they take care of their families and have a temperament that would rather bend than bend.

It didn't matter who was right or wrong about this matter today. From the moment she decided to hand over the result to the battle, she only saw the enemy in front of her.

Defeating her was the only thought in his mind.

Seeing that she ignored him, Dugu Feihong felt a little impatient in his heart.

The two clashed again, and Gu Xueyang's offensive became even more rapid.

Han Su, who was watching the battle not far away, clenched his fists and sweated for Gu Xueyang.

Shen Nanfeng watched the battle between the two people expressionlessly, already knowing the outcome in his heart.

His Highness Ninth Prince will definitely win, but no one can say what will happen to Gu Xueyang.

After all, all the children of the Gu family have such strong personalities.

"Miss Han, I think you can prepare to save people."

Han Su said with a gloomy face, "In a life-and-death duel, we are not allowed to intervene. We can only wait for them to decide the outcome."

"What if His Highness Ninth Prince wants to destroy Gu Xueyang?"

"In a life-and-death confrontation, from the moment you agree to fight to the death, you will not be able to blame anyone else for your life or death."

"I heard that Your Highness the Princess got into these things because of you."

Han Su shook his head, "When the situation develops and needs to be resolved by a life-and-death duel, the grudges should also disappear with the result of the duel. Death fighting is not a child's play. As a Jianghu person, I respect the result of every fair duel."

"But with such a big gap in strength between the two, is it fair?"

"If you feel it's unfair, you shouldn't have agreed in the first place." Han Su retorted.

Shen Nanfeng thought for a while, "In other words, even if something happens to Gu Xueyang, you don't care?"

"No, but I hope nothing happens."

Han Su frowned and felt worried.

The battle on the field was not as inseparable as imagined, after all, the difference in strength between the two was too big.

The reason why the fight lasted so long was because of His Highness Ninth Prince's arrogance.

She forced Gu Xueyang back again and again and humiliated her opponent again and again.

"I hope you can retreat despite the difficulties. It is not shameful to admit defeat. It is really shameful to humiliate yourself."

"Really? But when His Highness was used to being arrogant, did you ever think that you would lose?"

Gu Xueyang suddenly rose up, and when he attacked His Highness Ninth Prince again, he was not forced back like before, but found the right opportunity to draw the soft sword from his waist.

The soft sword was like a snake, which caught Dugu Feihong by surprise.

The sharp blade surrounded her arm, leaving deep sword marks, and then pointed directly at her face. Dugu Feihong dodged, leaving a silky sword wound on her cheek.

(End of this chapter)