Chapter 478: One thing conquers another
Imperial palace, martial arts training ground.
The compacted loess ground was scorching hot under the scorching afternoon sun, and a fine smell of dust rose up.
A group of young nobles about sixteen or seventeen years old.
He was dressed in sharp clothes and wielded an unsharpened training spear.
They are forming a tight encirclement.
Their breathing was a little heavy, sweat was oozing from their foreheads, and their eyes were fixed on the person in the circle.
The man surrounded in the center was half a head taller than everyone around him.
He has broad shoulders and a broad back, and his wheat-colored skin glows with a healthy luster in the sun.
His facial features were deep and handsome, and between his brows there was a vigorous and bold aura that seemed to burst out of his body.
This person is none other than the eldest prince Yan Xingyi—Xiaoxiao.
He just stood there casually, holding a long-handled broadsword that was also unsharpened on the ground.
There was a lazy and provocative smile on the corner of his mouth.
"What are you waiting for? Come on! Haven't you eaten yet?"
Xiaoxiao laughed loudly, his voice so loud that it made people's eardrums buzz.
The young men surrounding him exchanged glances and uttered a cry.
Several spears stabbed out from different angles at the same time, creating a gust of wind and blocking all his escape routes.
However, Xiaoxiao did not retreat but advanced!
The sword flashed and the spears collided with each other, making a sharp clang.
No one dared to show any mercy and used all their strength to besiege him.
But Xiaoxiao can block and fight back with ease.
About a quarter of an hour later, he stomped his feet so hard that the ground seemed to shake slightly.
Then he shouted coldly: "Break!"
His body was like a strong bow filled with power, suddenly rising from the ground and leaping more than a person's height!
In mid-air, his agile body suddenly spun around.
The long sword in his hand used the force of rotation to draw a powerful arc!
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of dull thuds and cries of pain rang out.
The spears that were thrusting at him were either deflected or knocked out of his hands.
The young men surrounding him felt an irresistible force coming.
My palms were numb and my feet were staggering.
It was like a straw swept by a strong wind, falling all over the ground in a disorderly manner.
Raise a cloud of dust.
Xiaoxiao landed steadily on the ground and stood up with the help of his sword.
Looking at the "miserable people" all over the ground, he laughed out loud and was in high spirits.
"Ha ha ha ha……!"
"I say, you guys, have you only grown in age over the years without becoming more capable?"
"Or has the wine and meat in the capital softened your bones?"
"This level is not even enough to warm me up!"
Lu Yian, the third son of the Yongding Marquisate, rubbed his wrist which was numb from the shock and struggled to get up from the ground.
He rolled his eyes in annoyance:
"Bah! Yan Xingyi, stop making sarcastic remarks!"
"It's not that we haven't improved, it's that you're such a pervert! Last time we could have fought for 25 minutes!"
On the other side, Prince Yan Xiongxiong was grinning and laughing outside.
He looked as if he was glad that he didn't join the battle.
He knew very well how strong this brother was, with whom he grew up, studied and practiced martial arts.
Thinking of this, Xiong Xiong felt a little aggrieved——
It is obvious that eight years ago, the level of the two was not much different.
How come we are now so far behind?
Could it be that this kid secretly took some magic medicine behind his back?
Xiaoxiao had no idea that his good brother was plotting against him in his mind.
He held the weapon in his hand and raised his chin proudly.
"You guys are so weak, shame on you!"
Xiao Xiao, who has loved martial arts since childhood, studied under King Wu and Prince Lang, and is a martial arts fanatic at heart.
Seeing that these people were no match for him at all, he couldn't help but get itchy hands and turned his sights to Xiong Xiong.
Xiongxiong waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he didn't want to fight.
Xiaoxiao didn't give him any chance to refuse. He shouted loudly, raised his spear and stabbed him.
Xiongxiong was startled and dodged.
One of them attacked while the other fled, and they chased each other in the training ground.
Even though Xiongxiong's martial arts skills are not as good as Xiaoxiao's, his escape skills are first-class.
It's tears...
His skills were completely forced out by Xiao Xiao who chased him in martial arts competitions since he was a child!
After chasing for three quarters of an hour, Xiaoxiao finally caught Xiongxiong and beat him up.
Xiongxiong collapsed on the ground with his head spread out, looking up at the sky, feeling like he had lost all desire to live.
Everyone burst into laughter upon seeing this, returning his ridicule.
Xiaoxiao's martial arts skills have improved to an abnormal level.
He is on par with the King Wu and the Prince of Lang in those days.
This martial arts fanatic is extremely talented and has a powerful master to teach him.
He spends as much time practicing martial arts as the Fourth Prince Mumu spends studying.
Wen Li'er often lamented that something must have gone wrong when she gave birth to them.
How could it be that one only knows how to punch and kick, while the other only likes to bury his head in books?
It would be nice if these personalities could be combined.
The eunuch Changxing was already waiting by the side.
Seeing that the eldest prince finally stopped, he immediately trotted forward.
Respectfully hand over a wet and wrung-out warm towel:
"Your Highness, you've been practicing for so long, wipe off the sweat."
"Also... I heard that Princess Changning returned from the Eastern Palace today with eyes swollen like peaches from crying."
"What?!"
The smile on Xiaoxiao's face disappeared instantly. He paused after taking the towel and frowned suddenly.
"Miaomiao is crying? Who did that?!"
Dare to bully Yan Xingyi's precious sister, are you tired of living?!
Changxing glanced at his expression and added cautiously:
"I heard that... I met the young master of the Cui family in the East Palace, and it seemed that their conversation..."
Before he could finish his words, Xiao Xiao exploded!
He threw the towel hard into the basin held by the palace maid, splashing water.
He picked up the real sword standing next to him, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.
He raised his hand and called out to his brothers:
"Grab your weapons! Follow me! Let's kill that bastard Cui!"
"How dare you bully my sister, Yan Xingyi? Are you tired of living?!"
His chest heaved violently, and anger almost burst out of his eyes:
"I've always disliked that Cui guy! He always has a stern face and pretends to be so noble!"
Xiaoxiao is usually generous.
He enjoys great prestige among the young generation of nobles in the capital, and his influence is highly respected.
At this moment he raised his arms and called out.
Although Lu Yian, Xiongxiong and others were still in pain, they were immediately outraged.
They all wanted to vent their anger on Miaomiao.
A group of people rushed out of the palace gate with weapons in hand, looking like a whirlwind that was about to sweep across the capital.
However, before this whirlwind could blow out of the palace gate, it was stopped by a team of East Palace guards under the high vermilion palace wall.
Leading the group was Qiao Ye, the leader of Prince Yan Xingtian’s personal guards.
He saluted Xiaoxiao with his fists clasped, his voice respectful and steady:
"Your Highness, the Crown Prince has ordered that you must not leave the palace and cause trouble."
The surging momentum suddenly stagnated.
Everyone's eyes were secretly looking at Xiaoxiao.
He, who was fearless just now, seemed to have a basin of ice water poured over his head.
The arrogance visibly wilted.
It is true that there is always someone who can defeat you.
Xiaoxiao sometimes dared to talk back to his father, but he was afraid of his younger brother who was younger than him but had a deep mind and a strong aura.
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