He quickly pointed three fingers to the sky and swore, "I, Zhao Zhi, will fight Zu An fairly today. No matter the outcome, I will never use my family background to retaliate afterward, or heaven and earth will condemn me."
After he finished speaking, a faint golden light fell on him, indicating that the oath had taken effect.
Zuan breathed a sigh of relief. Having just arrived in this world, he already knew the sacredness of contracts and oaths. This way, he wouldn't have to worry about King Qi's revenge afterward—at least not on the surface. But that was enough. He could deal with whatever the other party did behind his back. With his current cultivation and intelligence, as long as it wasn't a grandmaster like King Qi who directly took action, it would be fine.
He then made a vow: "I, Zu'an, will fight Zhao Zhiping fairly today. No matter the outcome, I will never use my family background to retaliate afterward, or heaven and earth will condemn me."
The toothless coachman in the distance almost burst out laughing: "This kid is really shameless."
The Prince of Qi has a powerful family background to rely on, but what kind of family background do you have, kid?
The woman in the carriage chuckled softly and nodded in deep agreement: "It's still the same as before."
The toothless stableman's eyes lit up. Sure enough, there was some gossip to be had. He had to find an opportunity to find out more.
Murong Qinghe tugged at Chu Youzhao's sleeve again: "Brother Chu, with a brother-in-law like this, your sister must be bullied a lot, right?"
She had met Chu Chuyan before and originally thought that someone like Miss Chu could never be bullied, but after meeting Zu An, she became less confident in that judgment.
"I am indeed often bullied." Chu Youzhao's face flushed red, and the scene of accidentally bumping into Zu An on top of her sister in her sister's boudoir involuntarily appeared in her mind. Her usually aloof and cold sister had an expression of being played with. Just thinking about it made her heartbroken.
The Prince of Qi's face twitched, clearly realizing the cunning in his oath. However, he didn't care. He was sure to win this time anyway. He would take advantage of this fair duel to completely cripple him. That way, not only the Crown Prince and Crown Princess, but even the Emperor wouldn't be able to blame him.
"You make the first move, otherwise I'm worried you won't have a chance to strike," the Prince of Qi said arrogantly. He was very self-important, and it would be a disgrace to him to attack a piece of trash first.
Although the surrounding people left early for fear of being caught in the crossfire, there were still some spectators at the scene: the young master of the Chu family, the young lady of the Murong family, and that carriage over there.
It's strange, what's wrong with this carriage? Knowing the situation here, why doesn't it move?
Could there be some important person inside? But judging from its appearance, it's just an ordinary carriage.
"Since you want to get beaten up so badly, then I'll grant your wish." Zu'an didn't hold back and, taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, rushed towards him like a cannonball.
The Prince of Qi was startled. How could this guy be so fast!
Seeing his opponent throw a punch, he quickly threw a punch back. A sinister smile appeared on his lips. Given the difference in their levels, his punch was enough to shatter his opponent's hand.
Just as the two fists were about to collide, Zuan's fierce and unrestrained fist suddenly transformed into a gentle, coiling motion, like a serpent extending and wrapping around the opponent's arm. Then, with his five fingers spread open, a crisp snap was heard.
Everyone around was stunned. As a martial arts fanatic, Murong Qinghe stared wide-eyed at the battle from beginning to end, trying to see if there was anything he could learn from it.
She had fought against Zu An before, and although she was utterly defeated, she knew that he was far from being a match for an eighth-rank expert. In her opinion, Zu An's wisest choice was to focus on defense, hold out for as long as possible, and see if any unexpected events occurred, such as the people from the Eastern Palace receiving the news and coming to stop him.
But who would have thought that Zu'an would be so fierce as to launch the first attack? Not only did he attack, but he also managed to slap the Prince of Qi with a bizarre move.
That move just now looked so much like the Pei family's Feathered Silk Entangling Hand.
That can't be right, how could he possibly know the Pei family's techniques?
Although she could tell that Zu An's hand was already at its last gasp when it managed to sneak into the Prince of Qi's territory, and that slap didn't carry much force, it was extremely humiliating despite its low power.
Sure enough, a burning sensation came from his face, and King Qi flew into a rage: "You dare to hit me! You actually dare to hit me!"
King Qi's anger level increased by 999+999+999...
His hair and beard stood on end as he punched the other man in the chest. He had no intention of sparing his life; his only thought was to obliterate him and wash away the shame he had suffered.
The toothless coachman in the distance frowned: "That kid was unwise just now. That slap had no offensive power and only angered the other party. Now the Prince of Qi is determined to kill him. Madam, should I save his life later?"
He could tell that his wife was paying attention to that boy, which was why he made a point of asking her about it.
A woman's calm voice came from inside the carriage: "Let's see how things go first."
Based on her understanding of Zuan, he shouldn't be the kind of reckless person.
Moreover, someone who can save their life from the emperor must have some trump cards up their sleeve.
At this moment, Chu Youzhao cried out in surprise. It turned out that something had changed in the arena. The Prince of Qi's sure-fire punch struck Zu An in the chest, and he was blown apart.
The Prince of Qi frowned deeply. The sensation he felt in his hand just now told him that his punch had missed and that he had hit the opponent's phantom.
As expected, Zu'an had already retreated several feet away.
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