Chapter 721 Big Brother is Here (First Update)
Gu Jiao did not underestimate her opponent; she used almost all her strength in that kick.
Han Ye grew up in the military and had been to many battlefields, big and small, but he had never seen such a decisive and ruthless person. The murderous aura he exuded made even a direct descendant of the Han family like himself shudder!
However, Han Ye was no ordinary expert. He reacted quickly, grabbing the spear in his hand and gripping it tightly with both hands to block Gu Jiao's foot.
With a snap, his left arm dislocated!
Surprisingly...
Such immense force!
Even if he didn't have time to use enough internal energy, this boy was definitely the first person to dislocate his shoulder on the spot!
Han Ye used the strength of his right arm to push the spear hard, knocking Gu Jiao back several steps, while he himself flipped over and stood up.
He planted his spear in the ground and raised his hand to put his dislocated arm back in place!
This kind of injury might require rest for most people, but he was able to forget the pain and quickly get back into the fight.
Gu Jiao narrowed her eyes slightly. As expected of the number one young expert in Shengdu.
The first time she managed to trap him in a sack was because he was careless and underestimated her. In addition, she used a lot of tricks and auxiliary methods, which is why she was lucky to succeed. It does not mean that his own strength is weak.
The second encounter took place at his home in Yangliu Lane. That time, he didn't even use half of his power, and then Black Wind King suddenly appeared, causing the two sides to stop fighting.
Today is when they are truly fighting alone.
Han Ye was far superior to any of the assassins or imperial guards she had encountered in the Yan Kingdom.
But right now, she faces dangers beyond just Han Ye.
Just as Han Ye was riding in the direction he had originally intended, two other experts arrived just in time.
Han Ye pointed his spear at the tree behind where Xiao Heng was and ordered, "Kill that person too!"
That person.
This means that Han Ye had no idea that Xiao Heng was behind the big tree; he simply needed to silence him.
In fact, Gu Jiao had a question in her heart. The Han family had just suffered a disaster, and the body of the Second Master Han was barely cold when Han Ye assassinated the doctor the king had found for the former crown princess at this critical moment.
Is Han Ye truly unafraid of death?
Or is Han Ye absolutely confident that he can silence them without leaving any trace?
Han Ye is not Han Che. He would not act recklessly. He is meticulous and has outstanding strength. Gu Jiao believes that he is confident that he can kill her.
But more than that, Gu Jiao guessed that Han Ye had no way out.
Or rather, the Crown Prince had no way out.
There's something fishy about the former crown princess's injuries. They can't let her wake up. Is it because if she does, she can identify the murderer?
If that's the case, then Han Ye's behavior today is understandable.
Two experts rushed towards Xiao Heng.
Gu Jiao threw out two black fire beads.
"Get out of the way!"
Han Ye shouted!
The expert avoided it perfectly.
It seems Han Ye came prepared and was well aware of her methods.
One Han Ye was already difficult to deal with, and now there are two more. She is finding it hard to be in two places at once.
Two experts continued to rush towards Xiao Heng, Gu Jiao stepped forward to block them, and Han Ye thrust his spear forward!
Gu Jiao lightly touched the tree trunk with her toes, took a few steps, spun in mid-air, did a somersault, and landed on one knee on the other side of Han Ye.
She shot out two crabapple blossom needles from her fingertips, and the two experts, thinking they were black fire beads again, hurriedly dodged them once more.
Gu Jiao approached Xiao Heng, took off her small basket and handed it to him, her eyes gleaming as she looked around: "You go first, take the medicine box to the Imperial Preceptor."
"Can he open it?" Xiao Heng asked.
Xiao Heng knew a little about the secrets of the small medicine box; for example, apart from Gu Jiao, ordinary people couldn't open it.
Gu Jiao said, "If you don't believe me, then try. Didn't you break it open once?"
That happened a long time ago, back in the countryside of Zhao Kingdom. Gu Jiao was whipped by Lord Gu, and when he went to apply medicine to her, he accidentally knocked over a small medicine box.
It was on that occasion that he discovered the small medicine box could hold a lot.
He hadn't mentioned it to Gu Jiao until recently.
"Didn't you not put the lid on properly?" Xiao Heng asked.
"I've covered it up," Gu Jiao said. "If you can't open it, just kick it."
Xiao Heng: "..."
First-aid kit: "..."
Xiao Heng had disguised himself, so Han Ye naturally didn't recognize him. But why would he leave any survivors?
Han Ye sneered: "He can't leave. You'd better give up on that idea!"
Gu Jiao pressed down on the dagger at her waist.
I didn't expect to get into a fight when I went out, so I didn't bring any weapons and will have to use this for now.
A short sword is at a disadvantage against a long spear.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when a whooshing sound came from the woods behind him.
"then!"
Gu Jiao grabbed him with her backhand.
A long spear landed in her hand!
Gu Chengfeng used his lightness skill to descend from the sky.
Before he could land, Gu Jiao said to him, "Take him away!"
Gu Chengfeng nodded solemnly, turned around, grabbed Xiao Heng's arm, and leaped over the heads of the two masters with Xiao Heng in tow.
A skilled fighter leaped up to grab Gu Chengfeng, but was shot down by Gu Jiao!
Gu Chengfeng wanted to be the one who stayed, but he knew in his heart that this was the most appropriate arrangement.
"Chase them!" Han Ye said to the two experts.
The injured expert clutched his chest and, together with his companion, chased after Gu Chengfeng and Xiao Heng in the direction they had left.
Han Ye glanced at the four people, then looked at Gu Jiao and snorted coldly, "I don't care who you are, or how many experts you have gathered around you. Today, none of you will leave this forest alive!"
"Is that so?" Gu Jiao gripped the spear tightly, her eyes sharpening as she assumed a stance.
"Very well, then let me see your marksmanship." Han Ye sneered. "Or I'll give you another chance. Who taught you how to shoot?"
Handsome monk, but what's it to you!
You don't deserve to know!
You members of the Han family are not worthy!
Gu Jiao thrust out her spear, and Han Ye felt an extremely chilling killing intent. This was clearly not a regular spear, but why did it still exude an infinite spear intent in the hands of this kid?
That's right, this is the silver spear that Gu Chengfeng used when he performed opera.
It was lighter than a normal spear, and much lighter than Gu Jiao's red-tasseled spear.
Even so, Han Ye's arm was still slightly numb from the shock when he blocked the shot.
This kid... his power is terrifying!
He must be killed today, or he will surely become a major threat to the Han family in the future!
Han Ye stopped wasting time and showed no mercy: "I brought this spear only to test your spear skills, but I probably didn't tell you that my forte... is swordsmanship!"
Having said that, he planted his spear in the ground and drew his sword from his saddle.
A flash of sword light passed over Gu Jiao's eyes.
In a flash, Gu Jiao recalled the assassination attempt on Xiao Heng, in which the attacker used a longsword!
A guess came to mind.
"You were the one that night!"
Master Han is just a scapegoat; the real murderer is Han Ye!
Han Ye was stunned for a moment before he realized that Gu Jiao was probably referring to the assassination attempt on Xiao Liulang in the middle of the night the day before.
Han Ye didn't deny it, but simply said, "You really do have a relationship with Xiao Liulang! Then I'll kill you even more!"
We must not allow the Crown Princess's lineage to acquire such a powerful expert.
The two sides clashed again.
Rumors tend to exaggerate; someone with only one point of ability can often be exaggerated to nine.
Han Ye, however, is different. He has ten points, but the world only recognizes three.
Gu Jiao has only recovered 40% of her strength from her previous life, and is no match for Han Ye.
Gu Jiao gradually developed bruises.
She used her spear to support her increasingly weak body and raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.
He is the top expert among the younger generation in Shengdu, and his reputation is well-deserved.
Han Ye looked at Gu Jiao with pride: "Show me everything you have to offer."
"I have many skills, I'm just afraid you won't live to see the end!"
"How dare you speak so arrogantly! Prepare to die!"
Han Ye swung his sword and thrust it at Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao touched the ground with her spear, leaped up, hooked her toes on the tree branch above her head, and used the momentum to fly to Han Ye's head.
Then, like a dragon soaring into the sea, she slashed down with her spear!
Han Ye cut her spear in half with a single move!
Her body continued to fall, and Han Ye's longsword pierced straight towards her heart.
She did not dodge.
Given the vast disparity in strength, she had no choice but to suffer heavy losses herself in order to kill a thousand enemies. Her previous attacks were all feints; she was actually trying to catch Han Ye's longsword with her body.
As the longsword pierced his body and the distance closed, the dagger hidden in her left hand could slit his throat.
Han Ye realized what Gu Jiao was about to do, and his brow twitched.
madman!
That young man from Zhao Kingdom is a madman!
He was willing to risk his own life to kill him!
Gu Jiao only had this one chance to strike, but Han Ye was different. His cultivation level was above Gu Jiao's, so he didn't need to take this risk!
He plans to stop.
Gu Jiao reached out and tried to grab his sword with her bare hands!
Is this kid trying to cripple his own hand?!
A chill ran through Han Ye's heart. This kid's tenacity was truly astonishing. He had seen ruthless people before, but never anyone this ruthless!
That's a sword that can cut through iron like mud; he's sure that all four of his fingers will be cut off!
Just as Gu Jiao was about to perish together with Han Ye, a powerful sword aura slashed down from the forest, violently knocking Han Ye's sword away from Gu Jiao's hand.
Gu Jiao's attempt failed.
She fell from mid-air, but she didn't land on Han Ye, nor did she fall onto the messy grass.
She fell into a familiar embrace.
"Hmm?"
She looked up, staring blankly at the handsome young face that suddenly appeared before her, and the little tuft of hair on her head stood up in a flash.
He carried her in a princess carry and landed gracefully, gently placing her under a large tree. He then took off his cloak and used it as a mat on the ground so she could sit on it.
His cloak was clean and carried a refreshing fragrance, while she, on the other hand, was covered in dust and grime from the fight.
Her little face was dirty, just like a stray kitten.
She looked at him blankly: "Um... what brings you here?"
He didn't rush to answer. Instead, he reached out and plucked the grass clippings and fallen leaves from her temples, looked at her tenderly, gently ruffled her hair, and said, "Wait for me here."
After saying that, like a patriarch worried that his child wouldn't sit still, he took off the brocade pouch from his waist and handed it to Gu Jiao, saying, "There's food inside."
Gu Jiao: "..."
Han Ye was quite shaken by the sword energy just now; half of his arm was numb, and he only regained feeling after circulating his internal energy.
He looked warily at the young man who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere, his eyes turning cold as he asked, "Who are you? What sect or faction do you belong to?"
The man stood up, turned around, and looked at Han Ye.
The tenderness and doting in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by a chilling aura of impending doom!
He stood with his sword in hand and said, slowly and deliberately, in the Yan language, "Underground Martial Arts Arena, Gu Changqing!"
(End of this chapter)
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