She had witnessed Xiao's skills firsthand and knew them well.

Unless he's surrounded and beaten by a group of highly skilled individuals, most people won't get the better of him.

As for Lu Xingjian, she knew that he had practiced martial arts for many years and had smooth muscle lines all over his body without an ounce of excess fat.

As for his martial arts skills, there is absolutely no information available.

What an emperor needs is the ability to govern the country and ensure its stability, not constant breakthroughs in personal military strength.

It seems he didn't have much time to hone his martial arts skills.

Xiao Bin wielded a long spear forged from fine iron. When he wielded it, the red tassel fluttered, like a dragon or snake in motion, displaying unparalleled skill and fleeting glimpses of light.

In comparison, Lu Xingjian's knife was shorter, putting him at a disadvantage.

But how could the emperor's sword be an ordinary weapon?

Naturally, it is a divine weapon capable of cutting through iron like mud.

Su Wanwan held her breath, watching the imminent battle unfold.

"Clang!"

The clash of knives and guns produced a sharp metallic sound and sparks flew everywhere.

The light illuminated their tense, almost ferocious expressions.

The murderous intent in his eyes was sharper than a knife; Su Wanwan felt as if she had been killed a thousand times over just by looking at him.

She couldn't bear to look any longer, so she turned away and closed her eyes tightly.

All that could be heard behind me was the increasingly loud sound of clashing weapons and the screeching of boots moving quickly across the snow.

She was terrified that blood would splatter on the spot.

She didn't want to see anyone's blood, no matter whose.

At this moment, time seemed to pass so slowly and agonizingly.

The fight was between two men behind him.

Su Wanwan felt that she was also caught up in it, being repeatedly hit and torn apart, and the pain was unbearable.

don't want.

Both were men she held dear.

How could she just stand by and watch them kill each other?

It's all her fault.

Her indecisiveness, her fickleness, and her tendency to change her mind have led to the current situation.

Otherwise, how could Lu Xingjian possibly know about a minor official named Xiao Bin?

Su Wanwan's slender body trembled in the snow.

Whenever the sounds of swords clashing behind her became intense, her body would shudder violently as if struck by a great blow.

She wanted to turn around to check the situation, but halfway through, she quickly closed her eyes and turned back.

The cold wind, carrying snowflakes, swirled and lashed against my face. The tear stains on my face had already frozen dry, leaving my skin dry and tight.

Suddenly, the sound of weapons breaking came from somewhere.

Su Wanwan could not bear the excruciating pain any longer and covered her ears tightly with her hands.

As long as she can't see or hear, none of this exists.

Su Wanwan couldn't find any words to comfort herself, so she silently recited the Heart Sutra that Zhou had liked to chant in his later years.

"Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva...sees that the five aggregates are empty, and thus transcends all suffering and distress..."

I don't know how many times I've read it.

Until someone removed her frozen hands from her ears.

Lu Xingjian's face was slightly pale, with a trace of blood at the corner of his lips, but his eyes were extremely bright, and a genuine smile of joy was on his face.

"it's over."

Su Wanwan felt a chill in her heart.

It felt like being in an ice cave.

His pupils trembled with despair.

She turned her stiff neck and slowly looked behind her.

The snow was covered with messy marks.

The gun, broken into several pieces, lay scattered on the ground.

Lu Xingjian's knife was also thrown on the ground.

Further away, there was Xiao Bin, who was bowing in submission.

"This humble servant is not skilled enough and humbly admits defeat."

Su Wanwan finally felt the tension in her heart dissipate, her whole body went limp, and she almost collapsed.

Lu Xingjian helped Su Wanwan up, his words filled with the exhilarating satisfaction of a great battle:

"General Xiao is too modest. It's not that I'm not skilled enough, but that I'm afraid to use my full strength for fear of harming the innocent."

Su Wanwan lowered her eyes, her pupils suddenly contracting.

Lu Xingjian's breastplate had a large hole in it, and half of a spearhead was stuck inside, piercing through the armor.

This is what you call not killing them?!

Su Wanwan pursed her lips tightly, reaching out to touch the broken spearhead, but her slender fingers trembled and dared not touch it.

Lu Xingjian noticed her panic, and nonchalantly removed the gun barrel from his armor to show her.

"There's also chainmail inside, it's impenetrable."

Su Wanwan turned around to look at Xiao Bin again.

I don't know if Xiao Bin was injured.

Lu Xingjian showed a hint of displeasure, but he controlled it well and raised his voice to ask:

"Is General Xiao injured?"

Xiao Bin's voice was calm and full of energy: "This humble servant is well."

She glanced at Su Wanwan standing next to Lu Xingjian, then lowered her eyes to hide the sadness in them.

Neither side communicated about the cause of the duel.

But they all knew in their hearts what they were fighting for.

Therefore, both of them were giving it their all.

I never expected the emperor to be so skilled.

After several hundred moves, it would be difficult for him to win easily.

They were still so willing to go all out, risking their lives, determined to succeed.

If Xiao Bin were to actually win, it would inevitably be a lose-lose situation for both sides.

Would she want to see this situation?

She didn't even dare to look in this direction.

What's the point of winning this duel if it breaks her heart?

Those who have reservations will naturally find it difficult to give their all.

Su Wanwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Bin, after all, was a bodyguard by training, specializing in his own field, so his martial arts skills were definitely superior.

I just don't know why Lu Xingjian won.

Looking at the hole in Lu Xingjian's chest, she felt a pang of resentment.

Xiao Bin's move was clearly a deadly strike.

If Lu Xingjian hadn't been wearing chainmail underneath, he would have been either dead or seriously injured.

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