Linque

Chu Heng followed his reputation, and at the end of the corridor came a young man dressed in sapphire blue brocade riding clothes, holding a riding whip in his hand, tall and tall, with sharp features, a pair of thick eyebrows slanted into the temples, and the tails of his eyebrows were slightly raised. Outlining an insolent arc, he strode towards Chu Heng in strides.

Behind the young man were several handsome young men in riding attire, all of whom were completely defiant. They seemed to be young men from aristocratic families in the imperial capital, and they probably came to watch the martial arts competition after hearing the news of today's master fighting.

A group of people stopped in front of Chu Heng, and the head of the thick-browed young man stared at Chu Heng's face fiercely, the amazement in his eyes flashed past, and then replaced by deep disdain.

His words were sarcasm: "You are His Majesty's newly selected imperial servant Mo? That concubine in the Zhongpinghou's mansion who failed to learn martial arts? Can you understand the moves of masters and you come here?"

As soon as the words fell, the people behind him laughed out loud in cooperation.

Chu Heng was unmoved, and glanced at them with a cold expression, and his eyes fell back to the competition platform in the middle of the downstairs.

The fighting on the stage had already started, and the Li Consciousness Realm warrior Chu Heng bet on fell at the beginning of the game, and under the opponent's strong offensive, he dodged around in a bit of a panic and tried to defend.

In this round, there was a gap in the level of the two sides. From the perspective of everyone watching the martial arts, the victory of the right side was a certainty, and there was applause from the stands.

The thick-browed man was not annoyed when he saw Chu Heng's answer, he took a step forward with his whip in his hands, narrowed his eyes slightly, approached Chu Heng's side, leaned into his ear and whispered, "I heard that your birth mother seems to be Did you come out of Ye You Court? You have a humble background and no ability, so you have to be self-aware. Where is the imperial court, you are worthy?"

Chu Heng didn't squint, and was still looking at the martial arts arena. All emotions seemed to be suppressed in his calm eyes, and he only slightly moved his fingers holding the railing.

Thick eyebrows saw that he should not answer, snorted and sneered.His eyes swept around, and the whip in his hand was thrown out suddenly. The vase on the high wooden table in front of the cabinet door was swept off by the whip and smashed to pieces on the ground, and there was excitement all around. The applause was especially abrupt.

The audience on the corridor on the second floor looked in their direction.

One of the few spectators closest to them saw the tense atmosphere and was about to come over to reconcile a few words, but his companion hurriedly grabbed him.

Even though the companion lowered his voice, Chu Heng could still hear clearly: "You don't want to die! How dare you meddle in the affairs of the emperor's relatives at the foot of the emperor? The one holding the whip is the eldest son of Jiayonghou's mansion, Jiazhao Xu is the crown prince According to the seniority of the mother clan, the eldest son of the Xu family is the uncle of the crown prince! You can't join in the fun, let's go, let's go!"

Naturally, Xu Shao also heard this, raised his chin, pointed at the scattered broken porcelain on the ground with his whip, and said contemptuously to Chu Heng: "Chu Heng, it's not that this son buried you. What is the merit of a face? You, just like the vase on the ground, you will be smashed to pieces if you touch it a little bit."

"Master kindly reminds you that my brother-in-law is not surrounded by lowly and incompetent bastards like you. You'd better be a little self-aware, knowing that my brother-in-law doesn't like you and that you are inferior to others, so don't be conscious, otherwise the next one will be smashed." It may be more than just a vase."

The martial artist from the Consciousness Realm on the arena had been forced to the edge of the arena, but he still refused to admit defeat. He was panting heavily, his sword-holding hand was tightly clenched across his chest, and his face was wet with sweat. Full of stubbornness.

The martial artist seemed to have never heard the sound of applause to the opponent in unison from all around, but only focused on the opponent, staring at the opponent with extra vigilance, waiting for the opponent's next move.

Chu Heng still turned a blind eye to Xu Shao, and his face was not the least bit annoyed, as if those foul words were not about him.His expression was calm, his lips were lightly pursed, and his eyes were still fixed on the competition platform.

Seeing this, Xu Shao took half a step forward, put his arm on the railing and glanced at Chu Heng's line of sight, holding the horsewhip in his hand, pointed at the retreating martial artist from the Consciousness Realm, and said to Chu Heng: " That's the thing about this guy, if you can't win, you can't win, the gap lies here."

"Chu Heng, I don't think you can understand it, but my son will show you kindness today and tell you that the difference in realm between the two people in the martial arts arena is actually the same as the difference in birth, and the difference between a concubine and a concubine. No matter how unwilling you are , the gap is the gap, it can't be crossed, and it shouldn't be crossed. If a son of a concubine like you wants to stand up and step on someone else's head one day, unless..."

Xu Shao smiled contemptuously, and paused deliberately: "You can enter Mahayana with the ability."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the young masters and buddies who came with him laughed out loud.

One person even patted Xu Shao on the shoulder, almost crying with laughter: "Brother Xu, you are not joking! This one is a 'genius' who has been to Lishan Mountain for 16 years and has learned nothing. Tell me, why would the top sects like Lishan accept such a waste? Going home from the master, it sounds nice, I don’t think he just rolled back after being kicked out by the master.”

The Li Consciousness Realm warrior who was on the brink of extinction wiped the sweat from his temples, his eyes were red, he let out a low growl, his palms suddenly exerted strength, and the tip of his sword condensed the mighty true energy, and rushed towards the opponent head-on——

And Chu Heng finally raised his eyes to look at Xu Shao, and said the first sentence to him: "You are very noisy."

"He won."

Before Chu Heng could finish his sentence, the Li Consciousness Realm warrior who suddenly exerted strength on the field struck with all his strength in a desperate situation. His figure jumped to the opponent's side in the blink of an eye, and the tip of his sword shone with a sharp cold light. Stop at one finger on the side of the opponent's neck.

One hit, one click.

The sound of cheering in unison stopped abruptly, and the entire Mingzheng Martial Arts Hall was instantly silent, and everyone looked at the field dumbfounded.

After a long time, I don't know who clapped his hands for the first time, and the martial arts hall suddenly exploded, with thunderous applause and admiration and praise one after another.

The high-level martial artist on the right side of the field was sweating from his forehead, looked at the sword tip half an inch away from him, sighed, looked at his opponent and said solemnly: "I lost, I am convinced."

The Li Consciousness Realm withdrew his sword and returned his hand, saying "Concession".

And Xu Shao, who was leaning against the railing, seemed to have not recovered, staring blankly at the competition stage.

Chu Heng glanced at him lightly, walked around them, and was about to go downstairs.

The moment they passed by, Xu Shao's face flushed, he gritted his teeth and turned to look at Chu Heng, and shouted: "Stop! Who gave you permission to go?"

His voice was shrill, mixed with anger from embarrassment: "The son of a concubine, how can He De serve the imperial court?"

The horse whip that was thrown away suddenly came through the wind, and swept towards Chu Heng's side face fiercely.