Chapter 90 Snow Eagle Protects Its Master!
At the royal hunting grounds, banners fluttered and drums thundered.
On the high platform, the emperor sat side by side with Batu, the envoy from the northern frontier.
Chu Chongjin, Mu Fang, and others lined up on either side, while Mu Yu sat next to Chu Chongjin, holding the newly acquired snow sculpture "Cangyun".
At this moment, Cangyun was as docile as a large white dove, occasionally nuzzling Muyu with its head, making the little girl giggle.
According to the rules, the martial arts competition is a contest between warriors from both sides, which is to stop when the point is reached, in order to demonstrate martial virtue.
"Your Majesty, we men of the Northern Frontier have grown up on horseback since childhood, fighting against wolves and jackals. Today, let this good-for-nothing nephew of mine make a fool of himself for Your Majesty!" Batu said with a loud laugh.
A burly young man from the northern frontier, as imposing as an iron tower, stepped forward in response. Holding a huge curved sword, he exuded a fierce and valiant aura as he stood in the arena.
"Who in my Great Chu is willing to fight?" The emperor's gaze swept across the people below him.
“Father, I am willing to go!” The Third Prince, Chu Huaijin, immediately stepped forward.
He looked quite dashing in his smart outfit today.
He clearly wanted to regain some face in this martial arts demonstration.
The emperor nodded.
Chu Huaijin chose a long spear and turned to leave the arena.
The two quickly engaged in battle, their swords and spears flashing fiercely.
But anyone with eyes could see that although Chu Huaijin's marksmanship was superb, he was far inferior to the young man from the northern frontier in terms of strength and fearlessness.
In just thirty moves, Chu Huaijin was forced back by a single slash, nearly dropping his spear, and lost the first match in a sorry state.
His face turned pale and then red, and he slunk back to his seat.
"You flatter me!" The young man from the northern frontier smiled proudly.
Next, the Great Chu sent two more young generals to the field, but both ended in defeat.
The morale of the Northern Frontier delegation was immediately boosted, and the Northern Frontier warriors on the stands burst into boisterous laughter.
The atmosphere on the Great Chu side was rather heavy.
Although Batu said "I'm honored," he couldn't hide the smug look on his face.
"Daddy, they're so noisy!" Mu Yu wrinkled her little nose at the laughter.
She looked with her Eye of Fortune and saw that the victorious young man from the Northern Frontier was surrounded by a triumphant red aura.
On the opposite side of him, in the stands of the Northern Frontier delegation, there was an atmosphere that made Mu Yu very uncomfortable.
It was an extremely subtle, yet chillingly cold, dark aura.
This menacing aura was hidden within a seemingly ordinary warrior from the northern frontier.
The warrior kept his head down, seemingly indifferent to the competition, but Mu Yu could "see" that his gaze, like a sticky venomous snake, was fixed on the emperor on the high platform.
Hidden in his sleeve was an even smaller, almost invisible ink dot.
It was a concentrated form of killing intent a hundred times stronger than the scent emanating from the previous water ghost.
"Little Yu'er, what's wrong?" Chu Chongjin noticed her unusual behavior and asked in a low voice.
"Ninth Brother," Mu Yu whispered in his ear, "that uncle over there in the gray fur coat is a big bad guy."
She pointed to the samurai with his head down.
"He has a very smelly black scorpion hiding on him, and he wants to bite Grandpa Emperor."
Chu Chongjin felt a chill run down his spine.
Black scorpion?
He immediately thought of the Blackwater Scorpion bandits of Jiangnan, and of Sikong Ming.
He looked in the direction Mu Yu pointed and saw that the warrior was of medium height and was inconspicuous in the crowd.
If Mu Yu hadn't reminded him, no one would have noticed him.
It was definitely a trap!
Chu Chongjin subtly gave Xiao Beichen behind him a wink.
Xiao Beichen immediately understood and quietly retreated, beginning to secretly mobilize the Xuanjia Army guarding the perimeter of the hunting grounds.
Just then, the situation on the field changed again.
After yet another Chu general was defeated, the young man from the northern frontier, who had won three consecutive matches, became even more arrogant. He pointed his scimitar at the Chu stands and taunted them in broken Chinese:
"Is there no one left in the Great Chu? Are they all just spineless weaklings who can only dabble in literature?"
"presumptuous!"
"Arrogant!"
The generals on the Chu side were immediately enraged.
Mu Fang's face was so dark it could drip water.
"I'm going to meet him!" Xiao Beichen couldn't contain himself and was about to get up.
"Wait a minute." Chu Chongjin pressed him down. "No rush."
His gaze remained fixed on the northern warrior who exuded a menacing aura.
He knew that the real killing move had not yet been made.
The provocations on the field were merely a pretext to attract everyone's attention.
Sure enough, just as everyone's attention was drawn to the arrogant young man from the northern frontier, the warrior with his head down made a move.
His body arched silently, like a raccoon dog.
The short blade hidden in his sleeve had already slid into his palm.
He calculated the distance and timing, preparing to launch a sudden attack at the next moment and kill with one blow!
Mu Yu's heart pounded nervously.
She gripped Chu Chongjin's sleeve tightly, and the pool of blessings in her sea of consciousness began to churn violently.
Should she use "turning misfortune around"?
But the distance is too far, and what if someone notices something is going on in front of so many people?
At this critical moment.
"Aww—"
A deafening eagle's cry suddenly rang out!
The snow eagle Cangyun, which had been lying docilely in Mu Yu's arms, suddenly spread its wings and transformed into a white lightning bolt, soaring into the sky!
It was incredibly fast, circling in the air before letting out a long, warning cry.
This sudden turn of events attracted everyone's attention.
The assassin, who was about to make his move, suddenly froze and instinctively looked up.
It was that momentary delay!
"Take it down!"
Chu Chongjin gave a low shout.
The Xuanjia Army, which had been lying in ambush, pounced on them like tigers descending a mountain!
The assassin reacted extremely quickly. Seeing that things were not going well, he immediately drew his short blade and stabbed at his companion, trying to create chaos.
But a tall, imposing figure was even faster than him!
Mu Fang had left his seat at some point and appeared behind the assassin like a ghost. His large, fan-like hand shot out with lightning speed and precisely grabbed the assassin's wrist holding the blade.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound of bone cracking.
The assassin let out a muffled groan, and the poisoned dagger clattered to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the assassin was subdued.
The whole process was so fast that most people didn't even realize what was happening.
Batu was so shocked that he stood up from his seat, his face full of disbelief.
"What... what's going on?" He looked at his subordinate who was being held firmly to the ground, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.
The emperor's face had turned cold. He glanced at the poisoned dagger on the ground, then at the still-shaken Batu, and said nothing.
But the oppressive look in his eyes made Batu's legs go weak.
"Search!" Mu ordered.
The soldiers quickly found a black token with a red scorpion on it.
Blackwater Scorpion! It's one of Sikong Ming's people again!
The truth has come out.
This is not a Northern Frontier delegation at all, but a shocking conspiracy staged by Sikong Ming in collusion with scoundrels from the Northern Frontier, with the intention of assassination!
The atmosphere in the arena instantly plummeted from the heat of the martial arts demonstration to freezing point.
Mu Yu breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the bad guys being subdued.
She looked up and saw the snow-capped clouds swirling in the sky, as if trying to curry favor with her.
The little girl waved happily at it.
The crisis was averted, but the arrogant young man from the northern frontier now seemed incredibly awkward and superfluous.
He looked at his "comrade" who was pinned to the ground, and then at the cold-faced emperor and his ministers on the high platform. He was caught in a dilemma.
Just then, a cheerful voice rang out.
"Provoking my Great Chu to think it has no one to stand up for it? They'll have to ask me, Xiao Beichen's hammer, if I don't agree!"
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