Chapter 200 He only lost to her
Song Yunchu was stunned when he heard this, and then he quickly advised: "Your Majesty, this is not appropriate. The arrow wound on your arm has not healed yet."
"It's okay." Jun Liluo said, "It's just a flesh wound. I've been practicing martial arts since I was young, so I'm not that delicate."
"Even if it is just a flesh wound, it cannot be ignored. Your Majesty, have you forgotten the doctor's instructions? You cannot wield a sword or a gun for at least ten days or half a month. In my humble opinion, you still need to rest for a while and wait until you are fully recovered before you can use a weapon again."
Seeing that Song Yunchu's tone was a little serious, Jun Liluo raised the corners of his lips slightly.
At least she still had some conscience and remembered that his left arm was injured on the day of the Flora Festival.
"It's okay. The injury is on my left arm. I'm holding the sword with my right hand. I'm just stretching my muscles. I'm not going to fight in the battlefield. You don't have to be nervous."
Jun Liluo's attitude seemed very firm. "As a king, I must be good at both civil and military affairs. In the past, even if I had many memorials, I would practice sword every now and then. Now it's just my left arm that's injured. I've been recuperating for several days. If I don't touch the sword, I won't be able to sleep."
Song Yunchu was speechless.
[It is inevitable to have bumps and bruises when practicing martial arts. What good will it do you if you hurt the wound? You are such a stubborn ass.]
[I can't fall asleep unless I touch the sword... Are your hands so itchy? ]
Even though she disagreed in her heart, she couldn't disobey Jun Li Luo's words.
"If Your Majesty insists on practicing swordplay, I will accompany you."
After lunch, Song Yunchu was taken to the courtyard of the palace by Jun Liluo.
This place is full of falling cherry blossoms and has a large area, making it a good place to practice swordplay.
Jun Liluo sent all the guards away, leaving only him and Song Yunchu in the huge courtyard.
"Yun Chu, it seems we have never fought before, right? Let's give it a try today."
Jun Liluo handed the sword to Song Yunchu and said jokingly, "I am a wounded soldier, please show some mercy."
"Your Majesty, you are joking. I am just your sparring partner. How dare I compete with you?"
"There is no need to argue about victory or defeat between you and me." Jun Liluo said lightly, "I am no match for you."
"Your Majesty, thank you for your praise." Song Yunchu took the sword and spoke respectfully.
It is true that the dog emperor cannot beat her, but as a monarch, he can so casually admit that he is inferior to others. This mentality is really good.
Jun Li Luo had walked to the center of the wide venue and raised his sword.
Song Yunchu saw him leap into the air, his figure as fast as a light smoke, the sword in his hand swung, the sword light swirled and cut through the falling frost, every move was very crisp and neat, fast and steady.
It was the first time that Song Yunchu saw him practicing sword. Besides being surprised, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.
[The dog emperor's swordsmanship is quite good. He is as light as a swallow and very graceful.]
[He has both strength and speed. If he hadn't suffered from a heart disease, he might have performed even better.]
When Jun Liluo heard the praise in her heart, the corners of his lips raised a little more.
Does she still think that he is not as good as those young boys in the martial arts training ground?
When he was with her on weekdays, he spent most of his time reviewing memorials, and she really treated him as a sickly young man.
Her understanding of him was too shallow, and now he demonstrated his swordsmanship in front of her just to tell her that even though he was sick, he was not lacking in strength.
Seeing Song Yunchu standing still, Jun Liluo moved over.
When Song Yunchu saw him attacking, he naturally stopped standing there and raised his sword to defend himself.
Before, when Chu Yuni and Zhao Jingheng were fighting her alone, she felt no pressure at all, simply because their strength was much lower than hers. But now facing Jun Liluo's attack, she did not dare to slack off, because his attack speed was extremely fast, so she naturally had to be alert to deal with it.
She always focused on defense, which made Jun Liluo unhappy. "Yun Chu, don't just focus on defense, counterattack."
Song Yunchu twitched the corners of his lips.
【Fight back, you idiot, fight back. 】
[You dog emperor, you really aren't worried that I might accidentally hurt your wound, right? If I really hurt you, I'll have to apologize to you again.]
[If you weren't my boss, I wouldn't be polite to you. I'd kick you out and you'd behave yourself.]
Jun Liluo: "..."
He forced her to fight back just to let her experience his strength. Although he couldn't defeat her, he could at least let her know that his skills were not bad at all.
Even if she loses, she is the only one who loses.
There's no need to mention that bastard Jun Tianyi. That guy won't be able to defeat him and Yun Chu before he gets the secret book. Take Zhao Jingheng and Chu Yuni for example. These two guys she has high hopes for, he really doesn't think they are that capable.
He had seen them sparring, and he could clearly decipher all their moves. Their flaws were too obvious to him.
It would be fine if Yun Chu had guided them once or twice, but she has been going there every day recently... How could they be so worthy as to do so?
When he was Zhao Jingheng's age, his strength was also higher than Zhao Jingheng's.
But Song Yunchu couldn't see his excellence.
Thinking of this, Jun Li Luo moved faster, trying to force Song Yunchu to fight back.
If he could force her to the point where she had to turn from defense to offense, perhaps she would look at him with new eyes.
He didn't worry about hurting her. With her abilities, she could defeat him anytime she wanted.
The cool breeze blew off some petals. The figures of the two people kept changing in the courtyard, breaking the passing petals into even smaller pieces.
Song Yunchu was gradually forced into the corner of the courtyard, muttering to himself.
[What the hell is wrong with the dog emperor today? Didn't we just stretch our muscles? Why is he forcing me to fight back? ]
[Looking at this posture, it seems like he has hit the head. 】
[You are such a worry. I am kind enough to let you go because I am afraid you might get hurt, but you don't appreciate it, right? ]
Jun Li Luo snorted coldly in his heart.
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