Chapter 452 Are you convinced yet?
Lin Changning grabbed Zhao Yuling's fist with one hand, gripped it tightly, and suddenly asked, "Hey, Lord Zhao, haven't you heard of not hitting someone in the face?"
Zhao Yuling forcefully broke free from Lin Changning's grip and delivered a vicious kick to Lin Changning's chest: "Stop talking nonsense, I'm here to hit you!"
Lin Changning was somewhat puzzled. He and this Lord Zhao should have no past grudges or recent conflicts, right? Why was he acting like he was venting his anger, using such vicious moves?
With the prince about to embark on a campaign, isn't it inappropriate to resort to such ruthless measures?
Although Lin Changning had some doubts, he acted swiftly, grabbing Zhao Yuling's leg with one hand, applying a little force, and then throwing him to the side.
Zhao Yuling rolled twice on the ground to steady himself. He looked up at Lin Changning with some shock in his eyes. Lin Changning had managed to catch his whip kick and even send him flying.
With a serious look in his eyes, Zhao Yuling gradually became focused and dared not recklessly continue his attack on Lin Changning. He finally realized that Lin Changning was indeed quite skilled.
Lin Changning rotated her wrist, tilted her head to look at Zhao Yuling, and frowned with some doubt.
She really had no grudge against this person. Nowadays, most pre-battle duels are just a matter of touching each other, but this person was beckoning to her face, which was really quite sinister.
Thinking of this, Lin Changning felt a small flame rise in her heart, and she looked at Zhao Yuling with her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed.
"Lord Zhao, I hate being slapped in the face more than anything in my life!"
Lu Shan, sitting in the audience, shivered silently. Wan Jin swallowed hard and nudged Lu Shan twice with his elbow, saying, "It's over. This Lord Zhao is probably in trouble. Our clerk needs to be careful!"
Lu Shan nodded in agreement: "Isn't that obvious? When you first arrived, that kid who slapped you in the face was bedridden for three days afterward! Our lord hates slapping people in the face the most!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Changning on the stage launched a fierce attack on Zhao Yuling, his fist whistling through the air as it slammed into Zhao Yuling.
Zhao Yuling thought he could block it, so he crossed his arms to block Lin Changning's fist. The moment the two made contact, Zhao Yuling was sent flying backward.
The spot on Zhao Yuling's right arm where Lin Changning's fist had struck him felt numb for a moment, followed by excruciating pain. Zhao Yuling felt as if his body was floating, and then he crashed to the ground with a thud.
Zhao Yuling looked somewhat dazed, with several piercing pains all over his body. All he could hear were the soldiers of the Right Guard yelling and screaming like monkeys from Mount Emei.
"good!"
"Your fist is excellent, sir!"
"Lord Lin is mighty!!!"
Wan Jin, blushing, shouted at the top of her lungs, "Lin Changning is mighty!" Lu Shan's face also turned a little red, and he echoed the shout several times.
Wei Shao sat upright on the ground, watching his master on the stage defeat someone with a single punch, a smile playing on his lips. The little voice inside him kept saying how satisfying it was, remembering how he himself had been sent flying by a punch back in the day.
He never wanted to experience the strength of an adult again in his life.
Lin Changning slowly walked forward along the platform, squatted down at the edge, and looked down at Zhao Yuling, who had rolled over and stood up. He asked with interest, "Lord Zhao? Are you alright? Shall we continue?"
Zhao Yuling rubbed his arm, which was sore and numb, and gritted his teeth as he looked at Lin Changning, who was smiling at him with narrowed eyes and a particularly contemptuous look. He then flipped himself onto the stage.
"continue!"
This time, Zhao Yuling withdrew his contempt. The person who knocked him off the stage with a single punch must not be an ordinary person, but he was not one to give up easily either!
This time, Zhao Yuling looked at Lin Changning very seriously, thinking about a solution. Lin Changning did not give Zhao Yuling any more time to think.
He quickly ran towards Zhao Yuling, his fists landing squarely on Zhao Yuling's face.
At first, Zhao Yuling was able to dodge, but after being punched by Lin Changning, his head was buzzing. Lin Changning then punched Zhao Yuling in the face several more times, holding back his strength.
He muttered to himself.
One punch! I'll teach you to keep hitting my face.
Two punches! I'll teach you to hit people only in the face.
Three punches! Don't you know you shouldn't hit someone in the face?
After two punches, Zhao Yuling was a little dizzy. Lin Changning, seeing that he had beaten him up enough, pressed him to the ground with one hand and asked with a cheerful tone and upturned eyebrows.
"Lord Zhao? Are you convinced?"
Zhao Yuling rested on the ground for a while, feeling both pain and burning in his eye sockets. Hearing Lin Changning's provocative tone, he struggled a few times, only to find himself pinned to the ground.
He paused for a moment before speaking.
"I admit defeat this round! Next round! We'll fight with swords! You dare!"
Lin Changning clicked his tongue, turned to look at Commander Zhao, whose expression wasn't good, then glanced at the King of Chu. Seeing the King of Chu silently nod slightly, he released his grip and said, "Alright, men, bring me and Lord Zhao's weapons!"
Li Mingxiu happily grabbed Lin Changning's sword and tossed it up to him: "Catch this! Xiao Liu!"
Lin Changning caught his sword, took a few steps back, and waited for Zhao Yuling's men to bring it to him.
After drawing his own knife, he stood on the platform with one hand holding it: "I won't bully you, Lord Zhao, please go first."
Zhao Yuling drew his sword, touched his cheek, and gasped in pain. He looked at Lin Changning with a mixture of wariness and resentment.
"Please enlighten me, Lord Lin."
Lin Changning shrugged indifferently, watched Zhao Yuling slash at him, then quickly drew his own sword, parried the blow, and gave the man a relaxed smile.
Zhao Yuling, now more serious, swung his sword more than twice as fast, but each time Lin Changning blocked it. Realizing that Lin Changning seemed to be toying with him, he unleashed a few fierce strikes, aiming them at Lin Changning.
Lin Changning couldn't dodge the blows. Seeing Lord Zhao's desperate stance, he frowned. After taking several blows, he sidestepped and used the back of his blade to strike Lord Zhao's hand.
Zhao Yuling felt a sharp pain in the back of his hand, but he still gripped his knife tightly and attacked Lin Changning.
Lin Changning was somewhat surprised. Given her strength, the fact that she could still hold onto the knife after being hit in the hand by it showed that Lord Zhao was quite capable.
Thinking of this, Lin Changning became more serious. With a slash, a sweep, a flick, and a chop, his sword was fast and powerful. Zhao Yuling only managed to block two of the blows, but on the third, Lin Changning flicked his sword away.
The fourth knife was placed directly against his neck, and Zhao Yuling felt a chill on his neck in disbelief.
Watching the wind ruffle the stray hairs by Lin Changning's ears, she felt a pang of melancholy. So this was the kind of young man the princess's husband was.
He lost, in the field he was most proud of, to the person he least wanted to lose to...
"Are you convinced, Lord Zhao? Shall we continue?"
Zhao Yuling lowered his head weakly, took a deep breath, nodded, and looked at Lin Changning as he sheathed his sword. He then gave a bitter smile and said in a hoarse voice.
"I admit defeat, and I wholeheartedly accept it..."
Lin Changning nodded to Zhao Yuling, then turned back to wave at the prince and flashed a bright smile, instantly eliciting cheers from behind.
Lin Changning couldn't help but wave to Wan Jin and the others. Seeing the group of people screaming and cheering like monkeys on Mount Emei, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Lord Lin, how are you and the Princess?"
Suddenly, Lin Changning heard Lord Zhao behind him say something, but he hadn't heard clearly because of the loud cheers below. He turned around and looked at the dejected Lord Zhao, asking, "What did Lord Zhao say?"
Zhao Yuling pursed his lips, shook his head, and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Lin Changning: "It's nothing, congratulations, Lord Lin."
Lin Changning felt a little guilty when he saw the bruises on Lord Zhao's face and the dark circles under his eyes. He nodded to the man and said, "Congratulations, congratulations. Lord Zhao is not bad either."
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