"Can you afford such a price?"
Zhou Zhiruo thought to herself, "I really can't afford such a price."
"Because the price is really shameful."
…
In fact, Zhou Zhiruo still cares very much about her status in the hearts of the Ming Dynasty soldiers.
All those statuses were accumulated bit by bit by her staying by Zhang Wuji's side.
If I really surrender without a fight today, with Yu Fei's bad mouth, I'm afraid that everyone in Jinyang will know about this before tomorrow morning.
If that really happens, Mrs. Zhou will be completely disgraced.
After figuring out the interests involved, Zhou Zhiruo gritted her teeth and said to Zhao Linger, "Okay, I'll agree to your conditions."
"I admit that your cultivation is far higher than mine, but I really don't believe that you have the ability to snatch a blade with your bare hands."
"Even if I, Zhou Zhiruo, am incompetent, I will not embarrass myself in this matter."
After hearing this, Zhao Linger said excitedly: "Okay, then sister will give you this opportunity today."
"Although we sisters like to joke around a lot, I'm usually nice to you."
"So, sister hopes that you can keep your word and don't be hesitant when it comes to reconciling accounts."
"You and I are both the women of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty now. Once we say something, it can be taken away like water spilled on the ground."
"If you dare to go back on your word, there will probably be a grudge between us sisters."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "Of course I will keep my word. I, Zhou Zhiruo, am a person of status. I will never do the kind of thing that little women do, such as refusing to pay their debts."
…
At this point, Zhao Linger first slightly spread out her palms.
Seeing this, the two maids in the mansion hurried forward and helped her take off her bright red dress.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but sneer: "You are just trying to be mysterious. Even if you take off all your clothes, you are still no match for me."
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "My dear sister, this skirt is really too big."
"Wearing this long skirt is really not suitable for competition."
"But sister still hopes that in a while, when I take the sword from your hand, you can still be so tough."
Under Zhao Linger's long skirt was a translucent gauze.
The translucent gauze had the style of Hu clothing.
The gauze was almost tightly attached to Zhao Linger's delicate skin.
Any man who sees this scene would probably feel refreshed.
Fortunately, at this moment, there was only one man, Zhang Wuji, in the mansion, and Zhang Wuji was still having fun with Zhu'er, Han Zhao and the others.
Zhao Linger used her slender white jade fingers to gently hook Zhou Zhiruo.
"Good sister, let's start. Don't blame me for not reminding you."
"If you lose, I will hold you in my arms as I sleep tonight."
Zhou Zhiruo's cheeks turned slightly red, but then she said, "You wish. Today, even if I die, I will not let you take the sword from me."
…
To be honest, Zhou Zhiruo already regretted provoking Zhao Linger.
But now that things have come to this, she has no choice.
Cold light flashed across the edge of the long sword.
But at this moment, Zhou Zhiruo walked towards a willow tree not far away.
Zhou Zhiruo used the long sword in her hand to cut off a branch.
Zhao Linger smiled and said, "My dear sister, are you afraid of hurting me?"
Zhou Zhiruo said: "Although you are a little old, you can still be considered beautiful."
"If I hurt you, I would feel bad too."
"Today, I will use this willow branch as a sword. If you can take this branch from me, you will win."
"Zhao Linger smiled and said, "Good sister, you still have some conscience."
"For the sake of your conscience, I will make you lose gracefully."
…
After Zhou Zhiruo threw the sword aside, she took the branch and stabbed Zhao Linger.
Seeing this, Zhao Linger just smiled slightly.
She began to dodge calmly, and as she moved around, her beautiful figure was displayed to the fullest.
The skin beneath the veil was even more alluring and elusive.
At the beginning, Zhou Zhiruo did not use her full strength.
But after more than ten moves, she gradually became serious.
Because she found that she had to be serious.
Zhao Linger never fought back from beginning to end.
Zhou Zhiruo was born in Emei, and the Emei swordsmanship mainly focuses on spiritual movement.
But even with such a deft swordsmanship, he was unable to touch Zhao Linger at all in more than ten moves.
After each move, Zhou Zhiruo's mood would become heavier.
Zhou Zhiruo took a deep breath and said to herself, "Zhao Linger, you forced me to do this."
"Before I rebelled against Emei, I was the most outstanding disciple there."
"I'm afraid my understanding has far surpassed that of all the previous leaders of Emei."
"My understanding of kendo is definitely the best in today's martial arts world."
"I just don't believe that anyone can really snatch the sword from my hand with bare hands."
Hit, stab, block, wash, lift, circle, cut, and wipe.
The simpler the killing move, the more unimaginable its lethality.
The simpler the killing move, the more difficult it is to guard against its miraculous effect.
As Zhou Zhiruo became more serious, Zhao Linger gradually began to show signs of difficulty.
Zhao Linger didn't want to play tricks on Zhou Zhiruo. Even if Zhou Zhiruo was holding only a branch in her hand, she had to treat it as a long sword.
Since it is a long sword, I cannot let it touch me at all.
Otherwise, even if she snatched the branch from Zhou Zhiruo's hand, she would feel that the victory was unfair.
Zhao Linger has already spread out her hands.
Her hands are the hands that hold two swords.
Although Zhao Linger was born into the royal family of the Song Dynasty, she had to endure hardships since childhood that ordinary people could hardly imagine.
Over the past twenty years, she has already mastered the skills she has learned to perfection.
If we say that Zhou Zhiruo's understanding of swordsmanship is one of the best in the martial arts world.
Then Zhao Linger's understanding of swordsmanship is unmatched in the world.
Zhao Linger kept her eyes open, trying to find loopholes in Zhou Zhiruo's swordsmanship.
But how could the cautious Zhou Zhiruo give her this opportunity easily?
Zhao Linger looked at Zhou Zhiruo with a serious expression, and suddenly, she had an idea.
While dodging the branch in Zhou Zhiruo's hand, she said with a smile: "My dear sister, look, the maids in the mansion have all come to watch the fun."
"You must beat your sister. If you lose, your good reputation as Mrs. Zhou will be ruined overnight."
"With your hot temper, if a scene like that really happened, you would be so angry that you would run away from home."
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