Miss Fortune: Is the regent ready for today?

Chapter 253 Hongying is proud
  Ming Zhidu understands better than anyone else that if you want to play a good game of chess, you must not only understand where your next move will be, but also understand your opponent's thoughts. This is what is called taking one step to see five moves.

On the stage, the long bamboo sword held a swirl of gorgeous pink petals, breaking through the wind and snow and facing the aqua sword energy in full bloom. The blade of the sword scraped Wan Ruotan's neck tightly, almost leaving another trace of blood. Wan Ruotan turned over to avoid this move and staggered after exchanging palms with Chi Linjing.

Ming Zhidu, who was leaning on the soft back of the chariot, closed his eyes and carefully felt the magnificent fluctuations of zhenqi. He seemed to be able to see an oleander branch coming straight towards him. He raised his lips and thought to himself: What a warning to the monkeys! Chi Linjing, I will take over this play.

Wan Ruotan stood there and took a deep breath. The deep purple energy became more and more intense, filling the purple clothes with hundreds of blue and red plums. The broken prison sword absorbed the internal force, and as its owner struck out bravely, it was as powerful as splitting the wooden platform!
  Chi Linjing turned and jumped into the air, his bamboo sword leaping to avoid Wan Ruotan's attack. He turned around again, stepped neatly on the four pillars of the arena with one foot to use his strength, and turned his luck around his hand to hit Wan Ruotan. !

In the midst of the electric light and flint, the wooden platform cracked and flying catkins flew everywhere, captivating the eyes of many onlookers.

Yin Luo subconsciously waved his hand to protect his eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from downstairs——

In the mist of smoke and dust, the green-robed young master and the crimson-robed Hongyinghou were facing each other. The wooden platform that was originally high has become flat!
  One of the spectators was extremely uncomfortable and covered his chest. He felt the internal force pouring out of the venue making him breathless. Some blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand to wipe it away, frowning and saying nothing.

"I can't stand it! It's too strong. I feel hurt inside just watching."

"It feels like my meridians are about to break..."

The noisy discussion started again, and in the smoke and dust, the aqua infuriating energy and the dark purple infuriating energy were in a stalemate. Chi Linjing's expression remained natural, but veins had popped up on Wan Ruotan's forehead, and there were fine beads of sweat scattered around his bun. He felt that the true energy in his body was like a burning flame, which would eventually be unable to withstand the rain pouring down from the sky.

"You are still as eager for quick success as before. You handed over your trump card in the first three moves, and you must be struggling now." Young Master Qingpao raised his eyes and looked at Wan Ruotan, his voice was lazy and low, and his peach blossom eyes were very indifferent, and it was hard to tell from that. Every bit of winning spirit.

"I don't need you to teach me how to fight!" Wan Ruotan quickly drew his knife and cut off the rope of infuriating energy between the two of them.

The knife and the sword collided again, making a clang that resounded throughout the arena. The deep purple energy condensed behind Wan Ruotan. He swung the knife, and the majestic energy transformed into the shape of a purple gold lion, running madly towards Chi Linjing!

As soon as the young man in green robe raised his hand, the bamboo splintered into six handles, and the sword hilt rotated in front of him like a round wheel, effortlessly blocking the nearly three-meter-tall zhenqi lion...

Wan Ruotan was not willing to lag behind, he frowned, narrowed his eyes and launched another attack in the air.

This is already the ninth move.

Wan Ruotan could feel that his true energy would be exhausted soon, and now the meridians all over his body were slightly soft and weak. The broken prison sword made a mournful cry that only he could hear, as if he felt that his master was not living up to expectations. .

He inhaled, used all his internal energy, and planned to fight to the death.

he! It is Wan Ruotan, the Marquis of Hongying in Northern Liao Dynasty. He has been a proud man since he was a child. No matter what field he is in, whether it is martial arts or literature, he must do his best if he wants to do it, and he will never allow himself to lose to others!

Even if this person is Chi Linjing.

He has been waiting for this battle for three years. At this moment, he wants to leave behind everything he carries, including the honor and disgrace of the Northern Liao royal family, including the freedom and freedom he has been pursuing for so many years, including everything.

Because he can't lose!

He absolutely cannot lose! Three years ago, he missed a move and it became a lifelong knot. Now, he is finally about to untie this knot. There was a voice in his mind asking him: There is obviously no grudge between you and him, but you are only asking for a fight because of this anger that has not gone away for three years. Is it necessary to punish you to the death? Will you regret it? If you condense your lifelong inner strength on this sword, you will ruin your future martial arts path. You may even never see the red plum blossoms in Beiliao blooming again.

Just to fight for that breath? Is the pride that weighs so much in your heart really that important?
  Are those prides that are praised by the world, those prides that you flaunt as achievements, those prides that you use as the standard for doing things, are they really that important?
  Have!
  Wan Ruotan answered the voice in his mind without hesitation.

No matter how many twists and turns the world takes, no amount of wine or romance can fill the deep ravine named after pride in his heart. It was a flower that bloomed suddenly from the cliff. It was something immeasurable enough to support his whole heart.

This thing is that he doesn't want to lose, shouldn't lose, and can't lose. He has his pride.

I would rather die under the sword of my confidant now than to retreat and swim around the rivers and lakes with my sword in hand as the defeated bandit!

The deep purple energy is getting stronger and stronger, surrounding Wan Ruotan, making it even darker than his purple robe. But at the same time, the aqua-green energy in Chi Linjing's palm, who was standing opposite him, gradually faded away, and finally turned into a ray of white light.

The prisoner's broken sword suddenly struck out. The blade was filled with all the internal energy of Wan Ruotan for more than twenty years, and it was almost purple-black——

Chi Linjing raised her eyes and allowed the long knife to strike at her, but she did not dodge or even blink her eyelashes.

When Wan Ruotan saw this, his eyes widened in disbelief!

The green-robed young master who was close at hand stood calmly on the spot. Seeing that the prisoner's broken sword was about to cut his head, he was still in a waiting state like watching a drama. He did not dodge or use any moves to resist, as if he was about to be cut. It's not him...

It was Wan Ruotan's turn to panic for a moment, fearing that she would really hurt the only confidant in her life. When the tip of the knife was only half an inch away from Chi Linjing's head, he hurriedly wrapped his hand around it and instantly withdrew all his energy, and the broken prison sword was also put into its sheath.

The moment the young marquis Hongying in purple robe landed and stood firm, he yelled: "Are you sick? I've slashed your head with a knife, why don't you hide and wait to die?!" He was furious and walked towards Chi angrily. Linjing could not wait to go over and be kicked down by Chi Linjing.

However, Chi Linjing, who had driven Wan Ruotan into a rage and jumped up and down, still looked calm, with a slight smile on his lips.

He actually said: "Thank you very much, Lord Hongying, for not killing me."

These words suddenly reached Wan Ruotan's ears, and she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and her forward movement stopped, "What did you say?"

The spectators present had just recovered from the smoky atmosphere, and when they looked up again, they saw two people, one blue and one purple, standing opposite each other on the stage. The Marquis Hongying was obviously in a very irritable mood. He put his hands on his waist and looked like he wanted to push Qingpao to the ground and beat him up, but Qingpao had such a calm and calm expression from beginning to end, and even had a smile on his lips, like Watching him dance.

"I say, thank you Lord Hongying for not killing me." Under Wan Ruotan's angry eyes, Chi Linjing smiled and repeated what he just said, but deliberately raised his voice to make everyone present. Everyone heard it.

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