The Emperor is Above

Chapter 33 Breaking His Wrist
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Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

The Kou family has a deep grudge against Qing Yi, and now they regard Qing Yi as a thorn in their side, and have long wanted to get rid of him.

Moreover, at the annual tribute ceremony before the New Year, Qing Yi's unexpected sword energy cut off Kou Rui's proud beard, which has not recovered yet.

Now that the two sides had another clash and were verbally bullied, Kou Rui became more and more annoyed and angry. He turned his eyes and found that the pavilion chief Maosheng was not nearby, so he drew his sword and wanted to take the opportunity to kill Qing Yi.

"Hmph, even if I have to risk being punished by the king and having my title stripped, I must take this opportunity to get rid of this kid!" Kou Rui thought to himself, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Years ago, when Qing Yi displayed his sword energy, Kou Rui was really frightened. However, after carefully recalling his interactions with Mu Qing, he concluded that the sixth-grade talisman weapon was the fundamental reason why Qing Yi displayed his sword energy.

Although Qing Yi has not yet advanced to the ninth-grade strongman realm, his strength is actually even stronger than that of the eighth-grade warrior realm. This further strengthens Kou Rui's determination to eliminate the enemy as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Kou Rui shouted angrily: "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Huaiqiu Yi, you are a junior and a low-ranking official, but you have insulted me several times. Today I will definitely kill you."

Courage, where there is energy, is courageous and powerful.

Kou Rui was decisive and resolute. He was determined to fight to the death and kill Qing Yi even if he was stripped of his title by the king.

The cultivation and state of mind of the eighth-grade warrior realm were combined into one. All the essence, energy, and spirit of the body were gathered in this long sword, piercing straight into Qing Yi's heart, with a faint ray of sword light flowing on the sword's edge.

"Kou Rui, how dare you do this?"

Along with the exclamations of the people around, loud roars of surprise and anger were heard from the pavilion.

When he heard the sound of two people clashing outside, he hurried out, thinking that he could stop Kou Rui with the strength of a seventh-rank lower-armored soldier.

However, he did not expect that after lingering in the eighth-grade warrior realm for more than ten years, Kou Rui showed signs of breaking through to the seventh grade. At this time, he was ten feet away, and it was too late to stop the bloodshed within five feet.

"Well done!"

Facing Kou Rui's murderous eyes, a cold light flashed in Qing Yi's eyes.

Although he is no longer the original Qing Yi, his hatred for Kou Rui has not diminished in the slightest. Moreover, he is very different today from the days of tribute, and is no longer the one who needs Maosheng's protection.

Kou Rui's swordsmanship was indeed extremely sharp, but it was far inferior to the exquisite swordsmanship of Pan Qing, let alone the ferocity of Pan Qing's moves.

After countless fights in the Starry Sky Spirit Realm, or after being abused by Pan Qing countless times, Qing Yi saw that Kou Rui's sword power was full of flaws.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The two long swords collided violently. The sharp sound of the swords made people within three feet around cover their ears and retreat. The flashing cold light dazzled people.

"Stop it all!"

Maosheng looked slightly surprised. He thought Qing Yi would be killed instantly by Kou Rui, but unexpectedly, the two fought on equal terms.

He rushed forward still shouting angrily, trying to forcibly separate the two fighters, but by the time he got close, the winner had already been decided.

"嘡啷——"

Qing Yi wiped the sword in his hand calmly. Kou Rui dropped his sword and fell to the ground, screaming: "Ah, my hands - my feet -"

Kou Rui's sword on the ground was cut into two pieces, and next to the hilt there was a hand that was broken at the wrist, still bleeding. "Ah - it hurts so much - I hate it -"

Kou Rui screamed while holding his broken right wrist. Blood was gushing out of his left foot. Although it was not broken, the tendons were cut.

Mao Sheng hurriedly asked several private soldiers to bandage Kou Rui's broken wrist and ankle, then he slowly stood up and turned to look at Qing Yi with a very gloomy expression:

"Shang Shuyi, the king has issued many edicts to strictly prohibit private fighting among nobles, but today you openly started a fight in the pavilion house of Maoqiu, cutting off the palm of Tingqiu Thief's hand and severing his tendons. Aren't you afraid of being severely punished by the king?"

The majesty of the noble sergeant and the authority of the seventh-rank private made the crowd of onlookers lower their heads, not daring to look directly into Maosheng's angry eyes.

Even the young and strong men in Huaiqiu, such as Daniu and Chai Yong, could not open their mouths under the pressure of such power, even if they wanted to speak up to defend Qing Yi.

"What the Pavilion Master said is wrong!"

Facing the powerful gaze, Qing Yi remained calm and politely bowed, saying, "I was granted the title of Upper Commoner by the king, and I came to the pavilion today to request an increase in the land for my fief.

Unexpectedly, I was openly attacked by Tingqiu thieves in the pavilion, and they even tried to murder me, the king who was granted the title. How could he still regard me as the king?

In addition, Tingqiu Dao Kou Rui is at the peak of the eighth-grade warrior realm, but he relies on his strength to bully the weak. I am not even at the ninth-grade warrior realm, so I drew my sword in anger to protect myself.

Fortunately, he was blessed by the king and protected by his late father's spirit. He was lucky enough to cut off Qiu Dao's wrist and leg tendons during the battle. This was all his own fault. What does it have to do with me?"

At this point, Qing Yi said confidently, "I am responsible for this. Even if the king questions me in person, I have no regrets. I only regret that I was unable to kill this beast."

"well said--"

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, but it was impossible to tell who it was. However, it also showed that Kou was unpopular in Maoqiu Pavilion.

Maosheng's expression kept changing. Qingyi was friendly with Old Man Shi and even sent his granddaughter to live in Huaiqiu for two days. In addition, Doctor Yuanmu Shang, the Minister of the Imperial Household, also got along well with this kid and gave him a precious scroll of rune interpretation.

On the other hand, although Kou Rui had an old relationship with Luqiu Junming's nephew Luqiu Mufeng, after his wrists and leg tendons were cut, he could only be a useless person who had to eat and wait for death.

After thinking about this, Mao Sheng had already made up his mind about how to make a decision, but he was still somewhat dissatisfied with Qing Yi's tough attitude just now. Fortunately, the good old farmer Shuqiu Bing stood up in time:
"Captain, although the kings of all dynasties have three laws: those who kill will be put to death, and those who injure will be punished. But Shang Shuyi drew his sword to defend himself after being attacked."

"Hmph, even if I injured someone in self-defense, it still resulted in the disability of a corporal. I will definitely report this to the king!"

Mao Sheng took the step handed over by Shuqiu Bing and stepped on it, but he still shouted coldly, "Since Shang Shuyi is here to ask the pavilion to send someone to survey the burial mound, then let Shuqiu Diannong be in charge of this matter."

Then he turned to the private soldiers who had helped bandage Kou Rui, "Corporal Kou Rui is not feeling well. Please help send him back to Kou's fiefdom to recuperate."

"Little Huaiqiu, I hate it—"

Kou Rui held his right wrist with one hand, roaring in pain. His severed right hand was still in his arms. He was carried away farther and farther away, his eyes still staring at Qing Yi with hatred.

Qing Yi seemed not to have noticed Kou Rui, and ignored his roar. He no longer needed to take Kou Rui, whose limbs were broken, seriously.

He turned around and bowed to the smiling Shuqiu Bing, saying, "Thank you Shuqiu Diannong for your righteous words. I will have to trouble you to survey my family's land."

My definition of Shuqiu Bing has also changed. In the past, I always thought he was a good-natured guy who would never offend anyone, but now it seems that he is actually an old fox.

(End of this chapter)