The most relaxed person on the scene was actually Yang Mengchen, who slowly twirled the jade bracelet on her wrist, watching the duel between the two with great interest.
Qi Zonghao’s martial arts were not bad, but he seemed to be slightly inferior to Dugu Feng. After only fifty moves, Qi Zonghao was clearly at a disadvantage, and Dugu Feng caught a flaw, stabbing him in the right arm. Blood gushed forth, and his long sword clattered to the ground.
After applying antiseptic medicine to his wound, Qi Zonghao tore off a piece of his hem to bandage himself up. His face turned pale as he stared angrily at Dugu Feng, his eyes filled both with dread and shock.
"Second Prince, rest assured, Princess Chen’s corpse will eventually belong to you," Dugu Feng said mockingly, glancing at Qi Zonghao. Then she turned to look at Yang Mengchen, who sat in the carriage, "Princess Chen, why don’t you end your own life and save me the trouble?"
Pushing aside the carriage curtain and emerging, standing gracefully atop the carriage shaft, Yang Mengchen looked down disdainfully at the arrogant Dugu Feng and said indifferently, "No one in this world dares to make this princess take her own life!" A seemingly gentle and insignificant statement sent shivers inexplicably down the spines of everyone present.
Gazing at the serenely standing Yang Mengchen, who exuded elegance and nobility from within, she conveyed an overwhelming sense of looking down on the world, causing Dugu Feng’s pupils to constrict: How could a mere peasant girl possess such a dominant and fierce aura?
"I have never fought anyone before, but today I shall indulge you," Yang Mengchen said casually, then she pulled out the Cloud and Snow Satin from her bag. In a flash of blue light that caught everyone’s eye, she, dressed in a light blue gown, had already landed ten steps away from Dugu Feng.
Dugu Feng’s eyes widened in disbelief: "You actually know martial arts?" A storm surged in her heart.
She had thoroughly investigated Princess Chen and apart from being skilled in poisons and some basic martial skills, she had no Inner Strength. But now, could someone tell her if the woman before her, who excelled in lightness skills, was really Princess Chen?
Qi Zonghao was stunned and then looked at Yang Mengchen with a fiery gaze—he considered this talented and martially skilled Princess Chen to be his woman.
With a faint smile, Yang Mengchen moved swiftly, her movements like a brisk breeze, as she rushed towards Dugu Feng as if she were a fleeting shadow.
The stunned Dugu Feng quickly snapped back to reality and hurriedly wielded her Soft Sword to meet Yang Mengchen’s fierce attack. The profound force of the incoming wind alarmed her.
Yang Mengchen’s Cloud and Snow Satin in her hand was too soft to be softer, and too light to be lighter, yet it emitted an icy chill. She waved it, creating a brilliant curtain of light, resembling a dazzling silver dragon. The light screen easily cut through the incoming rainbow beams and effortlessly deflected Dugu Feng’s deadly moves.
Hai Tang and her three companions were equally surprised by the depth of the princess’s martial skills. After a moment, Hai Tang took out a signal flare and fired it into the sky.
The remaining combatants stopped fighting simultaneously, looking up at the huge red blossom unfolding in the sky. The sinister reddish hue almost instantly painted the entire sky, evoking an ominous premonition in the hearts of the onlookers.
Sure enough, faint voices suddenly emerged from all directions and in the blink of an eye, a group of people dressed in purple appeared like specters. Their strange weapons gleamed with a piercing cold light as they slashed through the combatants on both sides, who barely had time to react before they were cut down.
When only Qi Zonghao and Dugu Feng, who were still fighting with Yang Mengchen, remained in the alley, the group of people in purple vanished just as quickly as they had appeared upon Hai Tang’s command.
Shan Cha and Hong Ling seemed unfazed, while Mo Mei opened her mouth but ultimately asked nothing.
The seemingly casual stances of Hai Tang and her companions effectively blocked all of Qi Zonghao’s escape routes, causing his complexion to change dramatically as he racked his brain for a way to break free.
"Good heavens, who would have thought that Ninth Sister’s martial arts skills were so profound?" An excited voice suddenly exclaimed.
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