Arts and Sciences

Chapter 354 Noble Provocation ([-])

Seeing that the swords of the two sides were about to thrust into each other's faces, there was a sound of "Deng!", and a silver light flashed. The wooden swords of the two were picked at the same time, and they were thrown out of their hands immediately, and they were thrown into the air. Su Zixuan's elder brother Richard, his Damascus sword appeared in his hand, the sword body reflected the bright light in the sun, everyone was stunned by such a hand, Richard is known as the leader of the young generation of nobles, It's not for nothing, and he was recommended as an exempt player for the Royal Swordsmanship Competition. Naturally, there is some reason for it. With his outstanding performance in the army, he has already become the focus of everyone's attention.

At this time, the two wooden swords fell to the ground one after another, making a ping-pong-pong sound on the ground.

Su Zixuan's raised heart finally let go, and he glanced at his elder brother, and Richard naturally felt an inexplicable pride in seeing his younger sister, put the sword back into its sheath gracefully, and said to everyone, "If you still want to compete, please wear a mask, and if necessary, wear fencing uniforms!"

When Richard said this, with a humorous tone, there was a burst of laughter from around. Su Zixuan frowned, then turned his head, and said to Li Sansi, "Mr. Pikaqiu, you slept well yesterday. Bar."

Li Sansi was obviously flattered, and nodded quickly, "It's okay, it's just that I'm not used to sleeping on such a luxurious bed for the first time." I have slept in such a bed, but the only downside is that there is no scent of Su Zixuan.

He definitely can't say this, and what Li Sansi can't say is his identity. He respects Su Zixuan's choice, so naturally he can't reveal his identity in front of Su Zixuan, and he doesn't dare to think about the future. There is a huge sadness brewing in his heart, but now, he has no way to vent it out, just like his own heart, which stops beating from time to time because of the burden, Li Sansi suddenly thinks of the future, The feeling of heartache caused by thousands of details made him dare not think about it anymore. He was afraid that in the next second, he would be forced to cry by that fate that was so helpless and difficult to change. Only Su Zixuan's smile could make him cry. Forget about all your worries for a while.

For Su Zixuan, I have to be strong myself.Although there will always be a day of parting, at least for now, I am still by your side.Just can you feel it?Fairy Su, can you feel that I am standing by your side now, speaking to you with words that had to change my voice?

The nobles next to him were originally angry with each other because this middle-aged man received too much attention from Su Zixuan, but now hearing Su Zixuan's concern to Li Sansi again, these people's unbalanced psychology suddenly came up.

Many people followed Su Zixuan's attention to Li Sansi, but these noble youths really didn't understand how this middle-aged man was qualified to be their competitor, not to mention the thick beard on his face. Just because of his appearance, he didn't even dare to compliment him. Apart from the good food, he had nothing worthy of praise at all.

A young nobleman looked at Li Sansi with a playful smile, and asked jokingly, "Mr. Pikachu, do you still have time to do these noble sports after cooking every day? Do you know fencing? kitchen knife!?"

As soon as the words of the noble youth came out, the nobles who had originally disapproved of Pikachu, who was favored by Su Zixuan, burst into laughter. Next to Su Zixuan, a man in a red dress with a beautiful folded shirt skirt said eccentrically, "I can't tell, Mr. Pikachu will use his double swords, and it may not be possible to enter the Royal Fencing Competition!"

The crowd leaned forward and backward with laughter, Su Zixuan looked at the people around him, his face was icy cold, no emotion could be seen.

"Mr. Pikachu." Su Zixuan looked at Li Sansi in embarrassment.

Li Sansi waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, wise men learn to praise, crows learn to laugh, don't they?"

Su Zixuan and some educated nobles around him smiled together.

Even if those aristocratic youths were idiots, they knew that Li Sansi was scolding them, and their faces sank immediately. It was because Li Sansi was a middle-aged man with a beard. If he was an ordinary young man, if here From time to time, at the site of the Duke's mansion, this group of noble children who are usually proud and arrogant may have already pounced on it, and fighting is a common occurrence for them.

"I apply for a duel with you, sir!" A domineering young nobleman came out, walked straight onto the fencing mat, dressed proudly, then looked at Su Zixuan, and finally at Li Sansi, "Your words, It has severely insulted my honor as the heir to the Marquis, and I will use the sword in my hand to prove my self-esteem."

Su Zixuan looked at Li Sansi nervously. This middle-aged man had a familiar smell all over his body, which made Su Zixuan unconsciously trust this middle-aged man. With his big beard, he looked like a child from time to time. His appearance, as well as his humorous language, made Su Zixuan feel a sense of intimacy.

Li Sansi made an innocent expression and spread his hands, "The sword is not a weapon to prove self-esteem, the real self-esteem lies here." Li Sansi pointed to his heart.

The noble young man's face immediately turned into a pig's liver color. Seeing that Su Zixuan seemed to appreciate Li Sansi quite a lot, he almost exploded his lungs. Just after Li Sansi finished speaking, his steel sword was out of its sheath , pointing at Li Sansi's heart.

The tip of the sword was on top of the clothes, and there were some slight puncture marks.

Many people have already exclaimed, and some nobles with a little cultivation hurriedly persuaded them.

Seeing everyone's expressions, this noble young man seemed to be very pleased, and his tense face, which was originally clenching his teeth, relaxed a little.

In fact, ever since Li Sansi appeared as the God of Pikachu, Su Zixuan's elder brother Richard disliked this bearded man, not only because his unmanageable beard was an eyesore, but also His own attire is so cold that many people don't believe in his identity as a chef, so when others trouble Li Sansi, Richard just watches quietly.

When the aristocratic young man drew out his sword and put it on Li Sansi's chest, he just folded his arms and looked at Li Sansi with a half-smile.

At this moment, everyone persuaded each other, and Richard also came out, held the sword of the noble young man with one hand, brought him back, turned his head and said softly, "Your sword will be used on the enemy, and your sword will be used on the enemy. Not a coward."

"Brother!" Su Zixuan frowned, "Please pay attention to your wording!"

Richard was obviously quite afraid of his sister, shrugged, and turned around, "I apologize."

Su Zixuan looked at Li Sansi apologetically, "I'm sorry, Uncle Pikachu."

Li Sansi was taken aback for a moment, when she heard Su Zixuan calling her uncle, although her voice was nice, it didn't catch her ear no matter what, so she smiled awkwardly, "It doesn't matter, haha."

(End of this chapter)