Zhu Di chose a spear, and Yang Xuan chose a long stick.
After all, he hadn't practiced weapons yet, so even if he chose a spear, it would be used as a stick.
The two came to the middle of the martial arts arena and stood facing each other.
"Then let's start!" Zhu Di said.
"good."
After the words fell, Zhu Di's eyes changed.
The spear in his hand stabbed directly towards Yang Xuan.
The latter looked calm.
He blocked with the long stick in his hand and missed Zhu Di's gun.
Zhu Di then used his inertia to swing up the spear and hit Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan retreated and dodged easily.
Then, he raised his foot and stepped on the spear.
Seeing this, Zhu Di kicked the gun barrel, hoping to knock Yang Xuan away.
Unexpectedly, Yang Xuan was as motionless as a mountain.
"Hiss, what a strength."
Zhu Di was shocked.
Then he used all his strength to pull the gun back.
Sensing Zhu Di's purpose, Yang Xuan smiled at Zhu Di.
Then he stepped down hard with his legs. Zhu Di accidentally let go of the spear.
Zhu Di looked horrified.
It was too late to take back the spear.
Because Yang Xuan's stick had already swept over.
He could only avoid its edge.
Yang Xuan's speed was faster than Zhu Di imagined.
Before he could stabilize his body, Yang Xuan's stick was already at his throat.
Gulu!
Zhu Di's throat couldn't help but move.
He had no doubt that if Yang Xuan had used a spear like him, his throat would have been pierced.
"Brother Zhu, I give in!" At this time, Yang Xuan took back his stick and said with fists in his hands.
"It's okay, it's just that my skills are inferior to others." Zhu Di came back to his senses and waved his hand.
He felt a little disappointed. He had learned martial arts for several years, but he didn't expect to lose so easily.
"Mr. Yang, how did you develop this strength?" he asked.
He could tell that Yang Xuan didn't know any moves.
It means great strength and quick reaction.
He had a deep understanding of Yang Xuan's blocking from the beginning.
It is precisely because of this that he is lost.
"I am a natural divine power, you can't learn it." Yang Xuan said.
He has been much stronger than his peers since he was a child, and his strength has grown over time.
Otherwise, how could he kill those who were greedy for his body when he was wandering.
"That's a pity." Zhu Di said regretfully.
If he could have as much strength as Yang Xuan, who else could be his opponent.
However, this is just a thought.
He envied Yang Xuan's strength in his heart for a while, then clasped his fists and said, "Today's sparring session with Young Master Yang has fulfilled my little wish during this time."
"When I have the opportunity in the future, I'll come back for advice."
"Yes." Yang Xuan responded with a smile.
"Miss Xu, let's go!" Zhu Di turned to look at Xu Miaoyun.
"Oh, okay." Xu Miaoyun was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
She was a little surprised. She didn't expect that after Zhu Di lost, he didn't become angry, but instead admitted it openly.
After the two left the martial arts arena, Zhu Di also put on his coat again.
He looked at Xu Miaoyun and asked with a smile: "Miss Xu was a little surprised just now. Do you think I should be angry, explain my identity in front of Yang Xuan, and then punish him?"
"I know a little bit more about things like this."
"So there may be some misunderstandings about His Highness." Xu Miaoyun admitted openly.
"You do have some misunderstandings about me. I, Zhu Di, am not someone who cannot afford to lose."
Zhu Di smiled.
Xu Miaoyun gave him a pretty good feeling, and he didn't mind chatting with her for a while to get to know her better.
After all, this is her future princess.
Xu Miaoyun turned to look at Zhu Di and found that the young man's eyebrows no longer felt disappointed after losing the competition, but were full of confidence.
She smiled unconsciously and looked at the other person carefully.
How could the person she, Xu Miaoyun, wanted to marry be the kind of person who couldn't afford to lose?
…
"General, it's not good, His Royal Highness Prince Yan and Young Master Xuan are fighting." The housekeeper hurried over to report to Xu Da.
Upon hearing this, Xu Da stood up from his chair.
"what happened?"
"Isn't King Yan with Miao Yun? How could he start a fight with Xuan'er?"
"General, the eldest lady is here too," the housekeeper said.
"Then Miaoyun didn't stop him?"
"General, this subordinate doesn't know either."
"Otherwise, let's go there quickly, lest anything happens to His Highness King Yan."
"Ah, yes." Xu Da nodded quickly. He was also panicking just now.
However, when Xu Da and the housekeeper were halfway through in a hurry, they saw Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun coming side by side, talking and laughing.
The two looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
Xu Da asked with his eyes: Didn't you say that King Yan and Xuan'er were fighting?
Butler: As soon as I saw them fighting, I rushed to report it. I don’t know what happened next!
"Uncle Xu!" At this time, Zhu Di also discovered Xu Da.
"Your Highness."
"This is what you are doing?"
Xu Da asked puzzledly.
"Oh, I just talked with Miss Xu about the art of war, and I benefited a lot." Zhu Di explained with a smile.
Because he had heard of Xu Miaoyun's name as a female student, he had always thought that Xu Miaoyun was the kind of lady who knew nothing about military affairs.
Unexpectedly, after chatting, I discovered that Xu Miaoyun not only read a lot of books, but also had unique insights on military affairs.
After all, she is the daughter of the most famous general in the Ming Dynasty. Under the influence of Xu Da, her military talents are not weak.
If it weren't for the daughter's birth, Ming Dynasty would have another young general in a few years.
"Uncle Xu, I'm sorry to bother you today, so I'll take my leave and go back to the palace."
Zhu Di said.
"Dad, I'm going to see His Highness Prince Yan off."
Xu Miaoyun then said.
"Okay." Xu Da nodded subconsciously, even forgetting to send Zhu Di off.
Looking at the young girl's leaving figure, Xu Da felt that his brain was a bit out of use.
"Tell me, why don't I understand?"
he asked, looking at the butler.
"General, my subordinates don't understand either," the steward said with a wry smile.
"Am I getting old?" Xu Da scratched his head and said to himself.
"The general is in his prime, not old at all." The steward said after hearing Xu Da's words.
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. It would be good if the two of them could understand each other better."
Xu Da shook his head and then looked at the sky.
The setting sun dyes the surrounding clouds red.
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