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Chapter 90

On the school grounds, several couples of young masters including Xiao Gang were having a lively fight.

"Young master Ren, don't you want to go up and compete?" A gentle voice sounded.

"Your Highness," Ren Ning saluted the speaking princess, "In a martial arts competition, Ren Ning should not be able to beat those foreign students, so he won't end up making a fool of himself."

The emperor, empress, and imperial concubine Qing were all stunned for a moment, and turned their heads to look over at the same time.

Ren Ning remained calm, as if what he just said was not his own.

cough!
Zuo Fu, the commander of the imperial army, coughed.

"Young Master Ren is joking. Wisdom and force are essential to be the security commander who sends souls back to their hometowns. It's no problem for mere international students."

Ren Ning smiled gratefully at him.

"Leader Zuo is serious. Ren Ning is not joking or being modest. Martial arts competitions are all about point and stop, and what I learned in the fortress are all life-and-death killing techniques."

"I can kill them. But I can't let go of this kind of competition. I may not be able to beat them."

"Besides, since these international students come to study in Xingji City, it shows that they are more or less yearning for the splendid culture of our Yunchui. They are not enemies on the battlefield, and they don't need to fight life and death. Plus the empress, concubine, and princesses It's all there, Ren Ning won't go down and get bloody."

"Young Master Ren," the gentle voice sounded curiously again, "So you have killed many people in the border area? How many?"

Ren Ning was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "A lot!"

He said these two words very lightly and indifferently.

The princes and daughters were taken aback for a moment, and after they realized it, they felt a chill coming from behind.

Looking around, the princesses looked at each other, as if they felt that there were too many ice basins around them.

Ren Ning was not ready to end, but someone came to him.

Cheng Enbo's third son, Sun Ye, had just won two foreign students, so he came down to rest happily.

Because the queen is a real aunt, he walked over to ask for rewards.

"Empress, my nephew defeated two barbarians in one go. I didn't embarrass you."

Concubine Qing looked over with a half-smile, and the empress looked a little embarrassed.

"I saw it. Ye'er's skills are indeed not bad. It seems that my brother has spent a lot of time in teaching these years. But don't be complacent. Martial arts has always been a retreat if you don't advance. You still need to practice more in the future."

"Nephew understands." Sun Ye was very happy, "Thank you, Madam, for your compliment."

He glanced at Ren Ning and Concubine Qing's rewards beside him, and unconsciously his tone became a little sour.

"As the saying goes, a literati wears a sword and a warrior wears a sword. This young man is a bit unfamiliar, but he has two short knives hanging from his waist. He must be a disciple of Wu Xun. Why is he standing beside His Majesty and the Queen all the time?"

He joked haha, "Your Excellency thinks that the weather on the school grounds is too hot, so you are going to stay with His Majesty to enjoy the ice basin all the time."

Before Ren Ning could speak, Imperial Concubine Qing laughed out loud.

"His name is Ren Ning. If Third Young Master Sun has had enough rest, would you like to fight him? If you win, I will reward you; if you lose, you will be punished."

Ren Ning?

The illegitimate son who wiped out the grand master's mansion!
Sun Ye looked at the calm Ren Ning in astonishment, and almost forgot Hui Qing's words.

"It turned out to be you." After a long while, he came back to his senses, "Mr. Ren exterminates himself...cough, I have long admired your name. To be able to be the security commander in the southwestern direction of sending spirits back to the hometown, your martial arts should be extraordinary. Don't go down and compare?"

"Ye'er?" the queen said suddenly, "You have already won two games, so you should take a good rest first. If you feel bored, you can chat with some imperial cousins."

Sun Ye moved, but shook his head haha, "Empress, my nephew is going to enter the Jinwu Guard. There are only two foreign students, and it doesn't take much effort."

He gave way, "Young Master Ren, please!"

Ren Ning shook his head secretly.

The Jinwu Guard can be regarded as a kind of guard of the imperial city, but the people they accept are noble sons who have nothing to do.

They were born too late, unless all the elder brothers in front of them died, they would not be able to be the sons in this life.Because of this, the family sent them to Jinwuwei to be plated with gold, and they will just fill in idle jobs in the future.

I don't know where this guy's arrogance comes from.

Ren Ning waited for a few seconds, but did not hear the emperor's voice, and entered the school grounds after saluting.

what!
"Fourth sister, look, it's Brother Ning!"

The moment he stepped into the school grounds, Ren Xi's surprised voice sounded from behind the thin curtain.

Miss Ren Si also recognized Ren Ning, and she was taken aback, "How could he enter the Qin Palace?"

No one can answer such a question.

"He is Ren Ning? The one in your Grand Master's Mansion...cough," a girl coughed, "It seems that he wants to challenge Cheng Enbo's third son?"

"Mr. Sun San is very talented. Just now he picked two southern barbarians in a row. He really deserves to be a dragon and phoenix. This Ren Ning heard that he signed his military registration privately. Now he is just a plain-headed soldier. He probably can't resist three tricks. "

"He's still pretty handsome, but his status is too low, so it's useless to look at him. The family leader would rather let me wait for an old girl than ask him to be his son-in-law. Girls, come over and drink tea."

"Of course Ren Ning doesn't have to look at it, but the third son is here."

"Don't even think about it, the seat of Sun Sangong's wife is reserved for His Majesty's princes and daughters."

Xiao Gang hung up some color just now, and was holding his arm and sighing.

He also wanted to make a good impression on the emperor, but his strength was too weak, and he was defeated in a few hits and even suffered some injuries.

Seeing Ren Ning's end, Xiao Gang's spirits lifted.

"Everyone, everybody. Do you want to come over and take a gamble?"

He pointed to Ren Ning and Sun Ye on the field: "My son is the banker. If Ren Ning wins on the left, he will pay one, and if Sun Ye wins on the right, he will pay ten. Come and buy it and leave..."

However, after a while, no one paid any attention to him.

"Being a Mao Zhuang, Uncle Zhongyong's mansion is poor and crazy. I heard that they are selling houses, shops and dispersing the servants. You Xiao Gang still have the nerve to start a manor. You will lose money in a while. Can we still force you to sell the mansion of the Uncle Zhongyong?" ?”

"Thinking too much. He's just the second son of the Xiao family, not even the eldest son. The mansion doesn't belong to him in the first place."

……

The campus of Prince Qin's Mansion is very large, and some of these discussions were heard clearly by Ren Ning, while others he couldn't hear.

But he completely ignored it.

Standing still, Ren Ning turned around and looked at Sun Ye who was three feet away, waiting for the referee to come over.

The referee didn't recognize Ren Ning, but he recognized the queen's nephew, so he hurriedly bent over and asked, "Young Master Sun is very skilled in martial arts, unrivaled. What are you going to compete with this time?"

"Ask him. Swordsmanship, boxing technique, marksmanship, riding and shooting are all casual." Sun Ye tossed his long hair coolly.

"He just came back from the fortress, he's a guest. Let's let him choose, so as not to be said that we people from the imperial capital bully outsiders."

The referee had no choice but to turn around and walk over.

However, just as he was about to raise his leg, Ren Ning had already said, "Don't bother, it's just like punching, kicking and swords."

"Knockouts are fine, right?" he asked the referee.

"Three knockouts or surrender," said the referee.

Ren Ning nodded, expressing his understanding.

brush!
"Competition of skills?" Sun Ye pulled out his long sword inlaid with countless gems at once, and danced a few swords in a daze.

Whoa!
The girl behind the thin curtain made a commotion, "The third son has such a handsome swordsmanship."

Sun Ye laughed even more when he heard it, "What is wrong with you? You actually chose to fight me in close combat, and you didn't inquire about my third son's reputation in the imperial capital."

"What's the name of the third son?" A girl asked delicately.

It is not easy for these noble girls to go out before they get married.Foreign men basically know nothing.

Swipe!

Sun Ye practiced a few more beautiful swordsmanship before saying proudly, "People in the imperial capital call Sun Sanjian God!"

wow.

Behind the curtain was another amazement.

"Can we start?" Ren Ning asked the referee.

The referee looked at Sun Ye who was opening his screen like a peacock, and after receiving a signal, he shouted: The contest begins.

Ren Ning didn't draw his saber, and rushed straight towards Sun Ye.

Three feet, not far.

Haha!

Sun Ye danced the sword until he couldn't even see himself clearly: "Well done, watch me white crane spread its wings, phoenix dance nine days, flowers bloom..."

boom!
A muffled sound.

Ren Ning had torn open his sword net, and his knee hit Sun Ye's belly heavily, knocking him into a shrimp.The word "rich and honored" could not be uttered again.

boom!
The side of the hand was lifted up again, and it slammed into the chin on the opposite side.

Sun Ye spat out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, landed on the ground, rolled over a few times, and then fell silent.

quiet!
Quiet!

There was dead silence all around.

Boom!Boom!
I don't know who and whose cup fell to the ground.

Ren Ning looked at the referee who was staring straight at the side, "He won't get up after only one knockdown, can I count him as the winner?"

The referee shivered, and finally recovered his voice: "It doesn't count, it takes three times! Oh no, come and save someone."

(End of this chapter)