Chapter 244 Shen Qingyuan wins
Wei Lingze was eliminated, and the competition between Shen Qingyuan and Xuanyuan Lang became the biggest suspense of the Winter Hunt.
After breakfast the next day, everyone spontaneously came to the arena. The Royal Guards set up a stand nearby overnight, and His Majesty and the princes were all there to watch the fight.
The queen also ordered people to build a platform on a small slope not far away for the female relatives to watch the competition.
Thanks to Princess Hengyang, Chunxi got a viewing seat with a good view. As soon as she sat down, the gong announcing the start of the competition sounded.
In the arena, Xuanyuan Lang pulled out the spear he had used yesterday. Shen Qingyuan did not use a sword today, but instead used a black iron long stick.
Xuanyuan Lang was a little curious: "You still know how to use this?"
He had heard that the Zhaoling royal family valued civil servants more, and thought that it was good enough that Shen Qingyuan could use a sword.
Shen Qingyuan nodded and said calmly, "It works fine."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Lang turned his wrist and took the lead in attacking. The angle he chose was very tricky, and the spear stabbed with a force that seemed to carry a thousand pounds of force. Shen Qingyuan quickly dodged, and the spear tip was deeply embedded in the rubble.
Without waiting for Shen Qingyuan to fight back, Xuanyuan Lang exerted force on his hands, and the spear head swung left and right as if it came alive, and stone chips flew everywhere.
The flying stone chips were like hidden weapons. Those standing closer were hit by the stone chips and cried out in pain. There were also several marks on Shen Qingyuan's clothes from the stone chips.
Xuanyuan Lang's move amazed everyone. Even the female members of the family who did not know martial arts could see that Xuanyuan Lang was very powerful.
Although he lost one hand, he was very strong, so strong that he did not seem like an ordinary person and was somewhat scary.
On the outskirts of the crowd, in an inconspicuous corner, Wei Lingze also walked out of the tent to watch the competition.
Seeing that Xuanyuan Lang shocked everyone with just one move, Wei Lingze couldn't help but sneer.
It was an indisputable fact that he lost to Shen Qingyuan, but if Shen Qingyuan lost to Xuanyuan Lang, he would not be the only one to be embarrassed.
He can say that he is not as good as Xuanyuan Lang because he has been paralyzed in bed for three years and his health is not as good as before. Shen Qingyuan has all his limbs intact and has never been seriously injured, but he is still not as good as a cripple. That is too cowardly.
Wei Lingze had many dark thoughts in his mind, and he wished that Shen Qingyuan would be beaten by Xuanyuan Lang until he knelt down and begged for mercy.
In the arena, Shen Qingyuan was not disturbed by the reactions of the crowd, nor was he frightened by Xuanyuan Lang's move. He quickly dodged Xuanyuan Lang's attack and began to counterattack.
Xuanyuan Lang was very strong, and he was no worse. When he swung the long stick, it immediately made a whistling sound. He seized the opportunity and hit Xuanyuan Lang with the stick. Xuanyuan Lang used his spear to block in time. The stick and the spear collided, making a dull buzzing sound. The tremendous power contained in the sound waves spread in the air, and the people surrounding the martial arts training ground could not help but retreat a little.
The people in the envoy group were also watching the battle in the stands. They were originally full of confidence because of Xuanyuan Langlu's move, but when they saw Shen Qingyuan's counterattack, they couldn't help but become nervous.
The prince saw their expressions change and said quietly, "The competition has just begun. Why aren't you all smiling? Weren't you all laughing happily just now?"
The envoys could neither understand nor speak the Zhaoling dialect and could only wait for the ceremonial officer to translate.
"The envoys asked whether this Lord Shen was a civil or military official, and whether he held a high position in Zhaoling. They also asked why they had never heard of him before."
The prince curled his lips and smiled meaningfully, "This Lord Shen is a civil servant, currently serving as the third-rank Imperial Censor. This time, he is only having a common exchange with the envoys. There is no need for a big fight."
The implication was that the court of Zhaoling was full of talented people. If a civil official could have such ability, the military generals would be even more powerful. The envoys all looked serious when they heard this.
A few years ago, Yuexi and Zhaoling had a battle. After the defeat, Yuexi was seriously injured. Three years ago, Xuanyuan Lang suddenly appeared and wanted to start a war again, but was knocked off his horse and had his arm broken by Wei Lingze. Not only did Xuanyuan Lang not lose heart, but he became more motivated. Now Xuanyuan Lang plays an even more important role in the Yuexi army than three years ago.
Many people were influenced by Xuanyuan Lang and were eager to try. The land in Zhaoling was much more fertile than that in Yuexi. If they could capture one or two cities, their lives would be much better, and they could also avenge their previous humiliation.
But this time when they arrived in Hanjing and saw with their own eyes the prosperity of the capital of Zhaoling and its thriving population, the envoys couldn't help but back off.
If a civil official like Zhaoling could fight Xuanyuan Lang on equal terms, how powerful would the military generals be?
In the arena, Xuanyuan Lang and Shen Qingyuan's movements were so fast that they were almost invisible. It was much more exciting than yesterday's duel with Wei Lingze. No one dared to make a sound to disturb them, and watched intently, afraid of missing anything.
On the low slope, Chunxi was also watching very seriously. Princess Hengyang kept whispering comments in her ear, but she was holding Chunxi's hand tighter and tighter.
Chunxi couldn't help but remind her: "Princess, you hurt me."
Princess Hengyang came to her senses and quickly let go. Seeing Chunxi so calm, Princess Hengyang couldn't help but ask, "You're so calm, aren't you worried that your old Shen will get hurt?"
Although they had agreed before the competition to stop fighting and not to hurt anyone, swords and spears are merciless, and Xuanyuan Lang was ruthless. If someone was stabbed by his spear, they would be seriously injured if not killed.
"I'm worried," Chunxi nodded, and then added, "But now that I'm there, I can't overthink it. I can only give it my all. No matter what the final result is, I will bear it with him."
Chunxi's eyes were determined. No matter whether Shen Qingyuan was injured or disabled, she would still stay with him like before.
Princess Hengyang understood the meaning behind Chunxi's words and couldn't help but sigh, "Your husband Shen is quite lucky. If anything happens to your husband, I will kick him out immediately and find someone younger and more beautiful."
Chunxi didn't believe it, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Did the princess find anyone more beautiful than her husband in these years?"
“…”
Not really.
Over the years, the prince consort's face has never been surpassed by anyone, otherwise she would have changed someone long ago!
Princess Hengyang sighed in regret. This distraction caused enthusiastic cheers to erupt from the sidelines of the arena. She turned her head to look and saw everyone rushing forward and throwing Shen Qingyuan up. Xiao Qingyue excitedly shouted, "We won, we won! Uncle Shen won!"
Won? How did she win? She didn't even see it.
Princess Hengyang hurriedly asked someone for details. In a corner where no one was paying attention, Wei Lingze's face was pale and his shoulders slumped inch by inch, as if his spine was broken and he could never straighten up again.
Shen Qingyuan defeated Xuanyuan Lang, and won beautifully. All the limelight of this winter hunt belonged to Shen Qingyuan.
Although Xuanyuan Lang lost, he lost in a dignified way.
Only he became a laughing stock, a loser who couldn't even beat a cripple.
Wei Lingze's head was a little dazed by the deafening cheers. For a moment, he felt like a fallen leaf, unable to find a place to stay in this vast world.
After an unknown amount of time, his gaze suddenly found a place to rest.
He saw Chunxi sitting quietly among the female relatives.
Because Shen Qingyuan won the competition, everyone around congratulated her. Chunxi responded calmly and generously. She was no longer humble and obedient in front of him as before, and she really looked like a lady from a noble family.
It’s really... an eyesore!
Wei Lingze's eyes were too vicious, Chunxi quickly sensed it, she turned her head slightly, walked across the crowd, and met Wei Lingze's gaze without fear.
Silently saying, nephew-in-law, the real show has just begun.
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