Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

The guards always follow behind them at a distance of five steps.

King George did not take Xin You to the reception room or meeting room, but to a glass room.

The transparent room is spacious and open, and the long swords displayed on the entire wall are very eye-catching, and the texture of the metal shines brightly in the sunlight.

It is well known that this King George was a fan of swordsmanship.

"To be honest, I don't plan to mention Lusen Castle again, but because you are the son of General Xin Sheng, I heard that General Xin is also very good at swordsmanship besides marksmanship. I haven't had a chance to compete with General Xin yet. First, you are the son of General Xin, and you were raised by him, so you must be good at swordsmanship, right?"

King George looked at Xin You eagerly, "Your country has a long history of swordsmanship, and I have long wanted to try it."

Xin You was a little helpless.

My elder brother and I learned sword kung fu from our father when we were young, but he is good at using guns. Before he was ten years old, he won all kinds of domestic shooting competition awards.

After the age of ten, his father and mother thought he was too ostentatious, so they didn't let him participate in the competition.

The one who is really good at swordsmanship is the eldest brother, with long knives and short swords, combined with his spiritual agility, there are really few opponents.

Xin You remembered that his father asked him to compete with his elder brother in swordsmanship, but that time became a memory he couldn't bear to look at.

Since then, he has stayed away from learning swordsmanship.

Although I was forced by my father to learn some, but... I really can't arouse my interest.

King George saw Xin You's expression, but thought he didn't want to compete with him.

He smiled and said the words of pressure: "If you don't want to compete, then I'll let someone send you back."

Xin Youjian frowned and said emphatically, "King George, I'm here to explain the Lusen Castle to you, and I don't want to compete with you."

King George smiled disapprovingly: "I'll listen to you when you win against me."

After speaking, step into the glass room.

His attitude speaks for itself.

Xin You looked at his back, and tightened his fingers on the palm of his hand. He had no choice but to bite the bullet.

But he had to say something up front: "My swordsmanship is far inferior to that of my father, and I really dare not make a fool of myself in front of you. If I lose the competition, please still listen to my explanation of the ins and outs of the matter!"

"I only talk to winners."

As King George said, he pulled out a sword from the shelf and pointed at Xin You, "Come on, choose a protective gear and weapon that suits you."

He couldn't wait, and didn't want to say anything more.

Xin You's tightly clenched fists were slowly released, and he walked to the wall resignedly.

There are a variety of swords on the wall, in various styles.

After looking around, he carefully chose one.

Wearing protective gear and holding a long sword, he came to King George.

"Let's get started!" King George had already put on his protective gear, holding the sword in his hand in a standard posture.

Xin You met the fighting spirit in his brown eyes, and his eyes couldn't help but sink.

To save the pony and the others, he must defeat King George in this contest!

Xin You clenched the sword in his hand, slowly closed his eyes, and quickly recalled the sword skills taught by his father in his mind.

There was a sound of breaking wind.

Xin You opened his eyes suddenly, seeing King George's sword stabbing him head-on, his eyes flickered, and he quickly counterattacked.