Volume 1 Fangzhou Fengyun Chapter 89 Aggressive

"Master Du is really calculating! If my son loses, he will cut off his legs, but if you lose, you will only stop pestering us, what is the rule? Are I afraid of you when my surname is Li? Today, Niangniang, Wang Ye and the two Zhao Xianggongs are all present, and the figures with heads and faces in Fangzhou City are also here, which is right and which is not their own judgment, is it really easy for us to bully the people of Zheng Wangfu! Li Yanbiao said with a calm face, he is not a fool, he knows that he will pull the tiger skin to make a banner and drag Chai Zongxun and others into the water.

Chai Zongxun frowned and did not speak, but obviously agreed with what Li Yanbiao said. It depends on the owner to beat the dog, this Du Heng is bent on making things difficult for Li Junwen, or on top of Fu Niangniang's birthday banquet, even if he doesn't bow to Li Junwen, he can't swallow this breath.

"Hmph, I knew that you would make excuses for the guts rats!" Du Heng glanced at Li Yanbiao contemptuously, as if he had expected it, and said with a mocking face: "Today, the official swears by the official hat, if the official loses, he will also cut off his legs, and you and I will also write off the grievances!" If there is any violation, the official will resign from his official position! After speaking, he took off the black gauze official hat on his head with both hands and solemnly raised it upward.

The scene was in an uproar again, it seems that Lord Du is ready to fight with the Li family tonight, today's banquet is really worth it, it is better than the big show.

"How? The official promised like this, didn't Li Dalang dare to fight? Hmph, could it be that your Li family are all shrunken turtles that only hurt people with hidden arrows? Or is it that now my martial artists in the Great Song Dynasty have been reduced to the point where no literati have the courage? Du Heng said lightly, his face full of sarcasm.

In order to avenge his son, Du Heng seems to be a little careless. As soon as these words came out, they offended many people at the scene. Not to mention that some of the guards at the scene showed angry faces, and some of the warriors among the guests also looked displeased.

"Brother Chun, compare with him! His mother's son doesn't believe that this old horseman can still go to the sky! Abolish him, and give us this breath of birdishness! Dang Jin shouted loudly, Du Heng's words completely ignited the anger in the heart of this irritable military leader, beating people does not slap his face, this old man looks down on martial artists so much, he doesn't know that Ma Wang Ye has three eyes.

Li Junwen glanced at Dang Jin, if you lose your feelings, you won't let you cut off your legs, of course you are happy. The more Du Heng was so sure, the more bottomless Li Junwen's heart became. Since the other party dares to be so loud, and even does not hesitate to create public opinion, he wants to provoke himself to compete with him, which means that the other party must have the confidence to win.

Li Junwen believes that if he should not fight at this time, with his friendship with the powerful people on the scene, Du Heng will not be able to do anything to himself. But the other party has been forced to this point, if he retreats and does not fight, firstly, it is not in line with Li Junwen's character, and secondly, he will not be able to raise his head in Fangzhou City in the future. Kneeling to live rather than die! Since I've died once, what's there to fear!

"Well, as you say! I don't know what Lord Du wants to compete? Li Junwen took a deep breath, his face fearless.

"Brother Li!" Seeing that Li Junwen was really going to fight, Ye Zisu looked worried and couldn't help but call out.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine!" Li Junwen looked at her gently and smiled confidently.

"I'm going to fight you with a sword!" Du Heng's words are not shocking, and he is endless.

"Can't compare, can't compare, the kid is willing to bow down! You're cheap, you're cheap, Master Du, you've won! Li Junwen hurriedly waved his hand.

"Poof!" There was another sound of squirting around him, and the atmosphere that was originally very serious at the scene was broken at once, and the young man was really unforgiving.

"Phew, the yellow-haired boy is so fast! Worried that the wind flashed his tongue, this official wants to compare with you in swordsmanship! Du Heng was a little angry.

"Please be a witness!" Du Heng said to everyone again.

"In that case, Manager Guo, send someone to the armory to get two fine swords for the two of you!" Chai Zongxun saw that both sides had decided, and although he was a little worried about Li Junwen, he couldn't say anything.

"Not necessarily!" Du Heng stretched out his hand, and one of his attendants handed over a long sword. It turned out that he had been prepared, and even brought the guys, and it seemed that he was determined to get Li Junwen's legs.

"That'...... Manager Guo, go to the king's study and bring the king's sword to Brother Chun! Chai Zongxun said solemnly.

Manager Guo looked at Chai Zongxun in surprise and did not move. The prince actually wanted to give his sword to Li Junwen to use! You must know that it is a relic left to Chai Zongxun by Chai Rong before he died, and he is very careful to keep it on weekdays. Once, a little eunuch who was cleaning the study accidentally dropped his sword on the ground, and was ordered by Chai Zongxun to hit the board twenty times, and now he actually wants to hand over such a beloved thing to a hairy boy! Mr. Guo couldn't help but start to re-examine the importance of Li Junwen.

"Why are you still stunned, why don't you go quickly!" Chai Zongxun saw that Manager Guo was in a daze and reprimanded.

Manager Guo came back to his senses and hurriedly trotted to get his sword......

The open space in the middle of the banquet is the best venue for martial arts, and it can be used as a competition venue if you clean it up a little. The little eunuchs of King Zheng's Mansion were busy moving away the various utensils that had been placed in the center of the venue to prepare the on-site barbecue, so as to make room large enough. Li Junwen and Du Heng also retreated to both sides to make final preparations.

Du Wencai has been carried home first, because his injuries are too serious and he has been in a coma, now that the purpose of his appearance has been achieved, he can go home to receive a boxed lunch. Du Heng did it very quietly, there were only two entourages around him, and only a few who were friends with him on weekdays stepped forward to greet him, but Du Heng was only perfunctory, and his face was always expressionless.

Li Junwen was overwhelmed by the crowd, and the people who supported Li Junwen came over to say hello to him one by one and encourage him, among which Dang Jin was also very excited to tell Du Heng that it was best to stab Du Heng into a few more holes......

More people sat silently in their seats, quietly waiting for the competition to come.

Ye Zisu stood beside Li Junwen very nervously, Li Junwen took her hand, smiled and squeezed it gently......

"Good apprentice, for the sake of the teacher, although this Du Heng is thin, but the tiger's mouth on his right hand has a thick callus, and his swordsmanship should not be bad. Since he dares to propose a sword competition, there must be something outstanding, you need to be careful, don't underestimate the enemy! Before the competition began, the old Taoist priest moved to Li Junwen's side and reminded.

"Master, don't wait for me to die! Now that you're going to play, your old man said, it's useful! Do I dare to underestimate the enemy? I don't know how to swordsmanship! Li Junwen looked at the old Taoist priest speechlessly, his eyes were a little sad.

"Aren't you reading Lu Dongbin's "Pure Yang Sword Technique" these days?"

"What's the use of just looking? I haven't even touched a sword! Besides, in just a few days, even if I am a genius, I won't be able to do it! Li Junwen was about to cry. Even the old Taoist priest felt that Du Heng's swordsmanship was not bad, so wouldn't he be doomed. Do you have to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair? Are there wheelchairs in this era......

"You haven't used a sword?" The old Taoist priest was a little surprised.

"How could I have used such a high-level weapon? On weekdays, it's good to use fists and sticks in fights, where to use weapons......"

"......" This time it was the turn of the old Taoist priest to be speechless.

After a while, Mr. Guo came back sweating profusely with a sword in his hand......