Chapter 269 Duan Yu, the Son of Fortune



Chapter 269 Duan Yu, the Son of Fortune

The red-dressed girl's every move was graceful and her martial arts skills were quite good, whereas the big man's martial arts skills were mediocre.

After a few moves, the girl in red showed a flaw and her upper body was exposed.

The big man was overjoyed, and with a move called "Two Dragons Coming Out of the Cave", he punched out with both fists, aiming directly at the chest of the girl in red.

The red-clothed girl slightly tilted her body and slid away immediately. She swept her left arm across, and with a bang, the big man was knocked flying. He fell in the dust, climbed up, with a face full of shame, squeezed into the crowd, and fled.

The spectators burst into applause.

"Mu Nianci?"

Zhao Wu watched all this with his spiritual consciousness and made some guesses about the girl's identity.

On the left side of the silk banner with the words "Martial Arts Competition to Win a Bride" was an iron spear stuck in the ground, and on the right side were two iron short spears.

There was also a middle-aged man next to him.

The middle-aged man had a thick waist and broad shoulders, and was very sturdy, but his back was slightly hunched, his temples were gray, his face was full of wrinkles, and he looked very sad. He was wearing a coarse cotton jacket with patches on his clothes.

The girl in red was about seventeen or eighteen years old, tall and graceful. Although her face looked a little worldly, she had bright eyes, white teeth and a pretty face.

Such a combination is located in the capital of the Jin Dynasty.

The identity is self-evident.

At this moment, the middle-aged man bowed to everyone and said loudly: "My surname is Mu and my given name is Yi. I am from Shandong."

"I am passing through your place not for fame or profit, but because my daughter has reached the age of marriage and has not yet been promised a husband."

"She once made a wish that her husband was not rich, but a man with outstanding martial arts skills, so she boldly competed in a martial arts competition to find a husband."

"Anyone who is under 30 years old and unmarried and can beat my daughter with a punch or a kick, I will give my daughter to him in marriage."

"My father and I have traveled from south to north through seven roads, but because all the famous heroes are married, and young heroes are rarely willing to pay attention to us, we have never found a good match."

At this point, he paused, clasped his fists and said, "Kyoto is a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons are everywhere, there must be many masters and heroes. I have acted absurdly, please forgive me."

After Mu Yi explained, he waited for a while, only to hear some hooligans in the crowd making fun of her and criticizing the girl, but no one dared to take action. He looked up at the sky, saw leaden clouds and low pressure, and the north wind was getting stronger. He said to himself, "It looks like there will be a heavy snow soon. Alas, the weather was like this that day..."

He turned around and pulled up the flagpole, and was about to unfurl the silk banner that read "Martial Arts Contest to Win a Bride" when suddenly someone from both the east and west sides of the crowd shouted at the same time, "Wait a minute!"

The two of them rushed into the circle together.

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.

It turned out that the person who came in from the east was a fat old man with a thick beard, most of which was gray. He was at least in his sixties or seventies.

The one coming from the west was even funnier, he was actually a bald monk.

The fat old man shouted at everyone, "What are you laughing at? He is holding a martial arts competition to find a wife, and I haven't even got a wife yet, so how can I not compete?"

The monk said with a joking face, "Eunuch, even if you win, will you let such a beautiful girl become a widow right after she gets married?"

The fat old man asked angrily, "Then what are you doing here?"

The monk said, "If I had such a beautiful wife, I would immediately return to secular life."

Everyone laughed even louder.

The red-dressed girl's face was furious, her eyebrows were raised, she took off the cloak she had just put on, and was about to attack. Mu Yi pulled her back, telling her to be patient, and then he inserted the flagpole into the ground.

The monk and the fat old man were vying to compete with the girl first. They were arguing with each other and it was getting very chaotic. The idlers watching laughed and said, "You two brothers, compete first. Whoever wins will go first!"

The monk said, "Okay, old man, let's play!"

As he said that, he threw a punch.

The fat old man dodged by turning his head and punched back with the Shaolin Arhat Fist.

The fat old man used the Five Elements Fist, which is all external Kung Fu.

The monk is agile and nimble.

The fat old man's punches and kicks are powerful, and although he is old, his moves are powerful.

Everyone was watching with great interest when suddenly a magnetic, teasing voice sounded in the air.

“It’s quite lively!”

The sound was not loud, but as it rang out, an invisible force seemed to surge between heaven and earth, and everyone involuntarily raised their heads and looked over.

Even the monk and the fat old man who were fighting fiercely stopped involuntarily.

They raised their heads and looked above the banner.

A young man in a black dragon robe with gold edges appeared above the banner at some point.

He has a tall and straight figure, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, which are like the brightest stars in the night sky.

He stood there, as if he was the only one in the world.

Everything around him paled in comparison.

Everyone stared at the sky in a daze.

My heart was filled with confusion and I was shocked beyond words.

“So handsome!”

Mu Nianci's beautiful eyes, which were originally angry, suddenly brightened.

"Is this King Wu? Hearing about him is worse than meeting him in person. He's so handsome, even more handsome than the one I saw on the gold list..."

Mu Nianci's heart was pounding, and a touching blush unconsciously appeared on her fair and delicate face.

"King Wu!"

Mu Yi's heart trembled, and he was shocked:

"Why is King Wu here?"

To him, King Zhao Wu was truly an almighty figure standing at the top of the clouds.

Along the way, he heard countless legends and deeds about Zhao Wu.

The name of King Wu is well-known.

Not only Mu Nianci and Mu Yi, but everyone present recognized Zhao Wu's identity.

"Oh my god, King Wu is here!"

"Ahhh, King Wu is so handsome!"

"I never thought that the King of Wu would come to compete for a bride. Now there's no need to compete!"

"These two are really lucky!"

"Does my daughter want to have a martial arts competition to find a husband?"

The crowd was boiling with excitement.

There was an uproar.

Especially after the Jin Kingdom was destroyed by Jingwei, Hu Sanniang and others, the name of King Wu became a household name known to everyone.

"King Wu, please spare my life. I was just trying to join in the fun. Please be magnanimous and just let it go like a fart..."

When the fat old man saw Zhao Wu, he felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. The lust that had just risen in his heart was instantly extinguished. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed for mercy.

"King Wu, please spare my life..."

When the monk saw the fat old man kneeling and begging for mercy, he knelt down without hesitation, prostrating himself, as pious as he could be.

They never expected that Zhao Wu would appear here, let alone that Zhao Wu would fall in love with Mu Nianci.

They were determined not to fight with Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu could kill them with just one move.

"roll!"

Zhao Wu glanced at the two men indifferently, and they felt as if they were hit by a sledgehammer. They spat out blood and flew backwards, hitting a stone pillar dozens of meters away.

"hiss!"

Everyone took a deep breath.

His eyes were full of awe.

A look.

The man was knocked dozens of meters away.

It's so horrible.

As for the life or death of the two, no one cared.

A fat old man, a monk, who had lustful thoughts about a young girl, deserved to be beaten to death.

"Is he seeking revenge for me?"

Mu Nianci's heart was beating very fast and her cheeks were flushed.

suddenly.

In a flash, Zhao Wu's handsome and tall figure was already standing in front of her. He smiled and said, "Then let me try!"

Mu Nianci didn't dare to look into Zhao Wu's eyes and lowered her head shyly.

Mu Yi hurried forward, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "King Wu is making fun of you."

"My father and I are just gangsters, how dare we fight against King Wu? I don't dare to fight King Wu, let's say goodbye now."

Zhao Wu said with a smile: "We will only exchange martial arts when the time is right. Don't worry, I will never hurt the girl!"

"Please teach me, King Wu!"

Without waiting for Mu Yi to refuse, Mu Nianci bowed to Zhao Wuwei.

"Girl please!"

Zhao Wu smiled.

"well!"

Mu Yi sighed inwardly, knowing that Mu Nianci might be moved.

It was difficult for him to stop it.

In terms of martial arts, talent, appearance and family background, no one in the world can match him.

But it was precisely because Zhao Wu was too good and his status was too high.

He felt out of his league.

What's more, Zhao Wu has so many women.

He didn't mind that Zhao Wu had many women.

For a strong man, especially a man of Zhao Wu's status, there must be many women.

What he was worried about was that these women of Zhao Wu were too terrifying.

Like Yao Yue Lian Xing, Jiang Yu Yan, Murong Qiu Di, Wu Xing Yun, Li Qiu Shui, Empress Shui Yun Ji...

To him, each of them is a supreme figure standing above the clouds.

To them, Mu Nianci was like a little white rabbit that had fallen into a group of tigresses and sharks. She would be eaten to the bone in no time.

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But there was nothing he could do at the moment.

After Mu Nianci saluted, she took the first step.

She knew that she was no match for Zhao Wu.

therefore.

Every move is made with all your strength.

Zhao Wu stood there, motionless.

Every time Mu Nianci attacked, he simply turned slightly and avoided the attack with great skill.

Mu Nianci moved back and forth around Zhao Wu, her red shirt and crimson skirt seeming to turn into a red cloud.

"King Wu is so powerful!"

"Standing still, Mu Nianci can't even touch the edge of your clothes!"

"Nonsense! King Wu is a god-like figure. If King Wu takes action, all the people present combined will not be able to withstand a single blow!"

"King Wu obviously didn't use any strength!"

"We're not in the bedroom, so of course King Wu won't use too much force!"

“…”

Everyone around was talking excitedly. For them, being able to meet the legendary King Wu was something they could brag about for the rest of their lives.

As for the result of the competition, no one cared.

Because the result was already determined the moment King Wu appeared.

There will be no second possibility.

Swoosh! Mu Nianci tried her best, but still couldn't do anything to Zhao Wu. At this moment, she felt a little powerless, her chest heaving, and sweat dripping.

Zhao Wu knew that the time was right, so he reached out and grabbed the beautiful woman's fair and soft hands.

"ah!"

Mu Nianci was startled, and feeling Zhao Wu's hot and powerful hands, her heart beat like a deer.

The next moment.

A great force came from his hand, and Mu Nianci's body softened and she fell into Zhao Wu's arms, her face flushed with shame.

But deep in my heart, there is an inexplicable sense of security and attachment, as well as a faint sweetness.

Seeing this, Zhao Wu grabbed Mu Nianci with his left hand and picked her up like a princess.

"ah!"

Mu Nianci exclaimed, feeling embarrassed and happy, and at a loss as to what to do.

Since ancient times, beauties have loved heroes.

Mu Nianci is no exception.

Especially during this period of time, she has heard countless stories about King Wu.

In particular, the story of Zhao Wu killing 200,000 golden dogs with one sword and rescuing Princess Maode has been adapted into countless versions and spread throughout the world.

You should know that Princess Maude's original fate was very tragic. She was abandoned by her father and brother, drunk and given to the golden dog to be ravaged and played with, and eventually she was tortured to death by a ruptured anus.

As for the women of the Song Dynasty, represented by Princess Maude, countless of them were tortured to death by the Golden Dog. The women of the Song Dynasty hated the Golden Dog deeply.

Zhao Wu appeared, killed the golden dog, and rescued Princess Maode, making him the prince charming in the hearts of all the women in the Song Dynasty.

I don’t know how many women have become Zhao Wu’s fans.

Mu Nianci is no exception.

Otherwise, when Mu Yi was about to leave just now, she would not have been so eager to agree to compete with Zhao Wu.

And the result of the duel with Zhao Wu.

Everyone knows.

Of course Mu Nianci also understood.

There is no way she can defeat Zhao Wu.

She will lose.

Her thoughts were obvious.

"King Wu..."

Mu Yi looked at Mu Nianci being held in Zhao Wu's arms, and hurried over, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

For Zhao Wu.

He still has a good impression of her.

After all, he hated the Jin people.

Zhao Wu killed the Jin soldiers and saved hundreds of millions of people in the Song Dynasty.

"Your real name is Yang Tiexin, right?"

Zhao Wu looked at Mu Yi and interrupted him.

"Yes! King Wu knows me?"

Yang Tiexin looked at Zhao Wu in surprise. He never expected that Zhao Wu actually knew his real name.

Mu Nianci also raised her head curiously.

"Your wife Bao Xiruo was taken away by Wanyan Honglie and became his wife. You have a son, Wanyan Kang, who should be called Yang Kang. They should be in the Jin prison now. Take my order and bring them out!"

Zhao Wu had an idea, and a token fell into Yang Tiexin's hand, and then he disappeared on the spot holding Mu Nianci.

"Cherish the weak!"

Holding the token, Yang Tiexin finally came to his senses, feeling surprised and happy.

Although I don’t know how Zhao Wu knew it.

He doesn't want to know now.

He held the token tightly, crying and laughing, and ran frantically towards the Jin Kingdom prison.

"Xi Ruo is not dead after all. I still have a son..."

Such a huge surprise came to Yang Tiexin's heart that he almost forgot about Mu Nianci.

now.

Mu Nianci was carried by Zhao Wu back to the harem of the Jin Kingdom Palace and asked curiously, "King Wu, how do you know about my adoptive father and mother?"

"This king knows a lot of things!"

Zhao Wu smiled mysteriously: "Come, I will tell you slowly so that we can understand each other better!"

"King Wu, don't... um..."

Mu Nianci was so embarrassed that she finally closed her eyes and let Zhao Wu do what he wanted.

"Your martial arts are too weak. I will first help you open up the acupuncture points in your body, cleanse your marrow and clear your meridians..."

As Zhao Wu tried his best to change Mu Nianci's physique and improve her cultivation level, the golden list in the sky was updated again.

"I wonder who will be the lucky one this time?"

"That bastard Wei Xiaobao was so lucky last time!"

"I'm so jealous that my heart is turning purple!"

"Fortunately, Wei Xiaobao's fate has changed. Except for the sadistic Princess Huo Huo Jianning and the imperial concubines of the Qing Dynasty, none of the other beauties have been harmed!"

“I wonder if the lucky guy this time is lucky?”

“Maybe you were lucky originally, but after being on the list, you won’t be lucky anymore!”

“That makes sense!”

Qing Dynasty.

The Imperial Palace.

"Damn it! He let that dog slave Wei Xiaobao escape again!"

The Qing Emperor was furious. Looking at the ten sons of fortune that were about to be updated, he could not help but say proudly: "I am the ruler of the Qing Dynasty, rich in the world, and talented. All people are just my slaves. I am the son of destiny, and I must be one of the ten sons of fortune!"

【Top Ten Lucky Sons】

[Second place: Duan Yu]

(End of this chapter)


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