The moment Wu Qing raised the sword, Fang Rong'an felt something was wrong.

It seems... a little too brave.

And everything that happened later was just as he had imagined.

Wu Qing had a serious expression on his face. He picked up the wooden sword and began to practice the moves that Fang Rongan had just performed.

In the eyes of onlookers, Wu Qing's swordsmanship was astonishingly fast. Every time the sword was swung, it was accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, full of murderous intent.

If Fang Rong'an interpreted the "Eight Extreme Swords" into a mysterious and ever-changing sword technique, then Wu Qing turned it into a pure and deadly killing sword technique.

Her strength was too great, and all her chops and stabs were filled with bloodthirsty force.

It was already cold in winter, and the eldest and second princes were so frightened that their noses were about to run.

The last move was originally a straight chopped move, but Wu Qing jumped up and chopped downward again. The huge impact directly broke the wooden sword into two halves when it hit the ground.

Fang Rongan: “…”

He has a slight headache.

Wu Qing was holding the sword that was broken into two pieces in his hand, feeling a little confused.

"Uh, sorry, Commander Fang, I think I broke your sword, haha..." Wu Qing scratched his head awkwardly and tried to force a smile, "But I have used swords before, and I didn't expect this wooden sword to be so fragile."

Wu Qing had assassinated the emperor once before.

At that time, no matter how she swung the heavy sword, it would be fine. But today, she was careless and destroyed public property.

She didn't use much force, did she?

Fang Rong'an thought for a moment and asked, "Excuse me, sir, the name of the sword you used before is 'Po Xie'?"

Wu Qing frowned and said uncertainly: "I think it's called this name? Anyway, it's very heavy."

She can't remember clearly.

That day, when the emperor sent her a message to sleep with him, she hurried to find Concubine Lin and said she wanted a sword. Without saying a word, Concubine Lin found the one-meter-long heavy sword from the storeroom and gave it to her.

Now that I think about it, the words "Po Xie" do seem to be engraved on the hilt of the sword.

Fang Rongan understood.

"My lord, 'Evil Breaker' is a famous sword that has long been lost. It was once ranked among the Seven Sacred Swords. Legend has it that it weighs a thousand pounds."

Fang Rong'an said slowly, "Many people in the martial arts world covet this sword, but over the years, the whereabouts of the Sword of Breaking Evil has remained a mystery, and no one has been able to see its true appearance. If you still keep the Sword of Breaking Evil, you must be careful of your own safety."

[Seven Holy Swords? The good stuff the villains have been collecting? It turns out that the broken sword has this origin. ]

Wu Qing exclaimed: "Seven Holy Swords? If we gather them all, can we summon a dragon?"

Fang Rong'an looked at her calmly without responding.

Wu Qing was silent: "...Commander, just pretend I never said that."

I was careless.

Why would she tell bad jokes to the dumbest idiot in the book?

Wu Qing returned to the topic: "So, Commander, have I learned the Eight Extreme Sword well or not?"

Fang Rong'an considered: "Your Excellency has learned a lot..."

He matched a round of words in his mind, "Standard."

Wu Qing raised his eyebrows and said bluntly: "Commander, don't beat around the bush with me. Just tell me directly, do I have the talent to learn martial arts?"

Fang Rong'an said: "Your swordsmanship is imitated very accurately, there is no doubt about that. However, you are born with supernatural power, no weapon can suppress you."

"Even the 'Evil-Breaking' sword doesn't work?" Wu Qing asked back.

Fang Rong'an shook his head. "I believe you have used the Devil Breaker before. Do you think it is easy to use?"

Wu Qing thought of the night of the assassination and fell silent.

Obviously, it's not going well at all.

If it had been easier, she would have injured the emperor and then returned home in style.

Fang Rong'an pointed out the problem: "Your Excellency does not have much talent in martial arts. Although each move is very standard, the connection is sluggish and there is no calculation between the turns. This will undoubtedly be a fatal flaw in actual combat."

He paused and said comfortingly, "However, you don't have to worry too much. With your current skills, it is not easy for ordinary people to hurt you. When fighting with others, you just need to pay attention to controlling the situation within ten moves, and you can bluff your opponent."

Fang Rong'an is recognized as the best master in the book, and his words are basically the truth.

[I understand. In other words, although I lack some talent in martial arts, with my brute force, as long as I can give my opponents a head start at the beginning and make them feel afraid, I will be invincible.]

Wu Qing was curious: "In this case, how many moves can the commander and I have?"

Fang Rong'an said tactfully: "...If you practice for a few more days, maybe you can fight me for ten moves."

Wu Qing touched his nose and asked, "How do I compare with the Imperial Guards?"

Fang Rong'an replied: "If they were ordinary soldiers, they would not be able to compare with you. But the imperial guards are well-trained, and they often pay attention to coordination and tactics, and they will not fight alone. I cannot compare them."

Wu Qing: "...then how about I fight these two?"

Her finger pointed at the eldest prince and the second prince.

Fang Rong'an could finally speak the truth now: "When it comes to martial arts, I'm afraid that even if you two princes were combined, you wouldn't be able to stop the nobleman's sword."

Wu Qing was satisfied now.

The princes were unhappy when they heard this: "How is that possible! Commander, we have been learning from you for such a long time!"

Wu Qing laughed, "Why, you don't accept it? Come on, both of you, come at me together. It's the same as always. If you beat me, I'll give you a question."

She hooked her finger and looked extremely provocative.

"That's what you said!"

The princes were inspired by her provocation. They strode to the weapon rack, one picked up a wooden sword and the other picked up a wooden sword.

The two looked at each other, then rushed towards Wu Qing tacitly, attacking Wu Qing from both sides.

"Watch this!"

Wu Qing was too lazy to get a new wooden sword.

She counted silently in her mind and calculated the timing.

When the two men rushed in front of her with great vigor, Wu Qing was quick-witted and stretched out her hands like lightning, accurately grabbing the collars of the two men.

Then, Wu Qing exerted force with both hands and easily lifted the two princes into the air.

“…”

The two princes were suspended in the air with dull expressions.

Their hands were still holding their weapons, maintaining the posture of moving forward.

Wu Qing was happy: "That's it?"

She loosened her grip slightly, and the two princes fell to the ground.

The second prince's nostrils twitched, and in full view of everyone, he actually covered his face with his hands and sobbed sadly.

He has been obsessed with martial arts for so many years, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even touch the corner of Lady Ji's clothes!

The eldest prince sighed and patted his shoulder to comfort him.

Princess Xiyan, who witnessed the whole process, blinked and suddenly felt that the image of her royal brother in her mind had a huge deviation.