Chapter - 91 Fighting Contest to Find a Suitor (8) (2/2)

”What is your name?” asked Mu Yi.

”It's not worth speaking of,” answered the young aristocrat while laughing.

He took again his brocaded coat, cast a glance in direction of the girl, and placed the small embroidered laced boot in his pocket. At that moment, the wind redoubled in strength and large snowflakes started to fall.

”We live at the Inn of Prosperity,” said Mu Yi, ”in the western part of the city. Let us go there thus together, in order to make plans.”

”To plan what?” the young aristocrat retorted. ”It's snowing now, it is necessary that I hurry home.”

Mu Yi turned pale.

”You won this challenge, I made a promise, that I give you my daughter in marriage. It is a serious business, one cannot treat it with lightly!”

The young aristocrat burst out laughing:

”We had a little fun with martial arts,” he said, ”it was rather interesting… But, as for the marriage, ha, I am obliged to decline this honour!”

Anger choked Mu Yi and prevented him from speaking, ”You… You…”

”What do you take our Young Prince for?” shouted a servant while laughing. ”Do you believe that he would wed with vulgar travelling performers from the jianghu? In your dreams, old man!”

Mu Yi was so angered that, with a blow, he struck him senseless. The young aristocrat did not seek any explanation: he got his servant to be carried and was on the point of mounting his horse.

”You really make fun of us!” Mu Yi shouted, clutching him by the left arm. ”Well, in any event, my daughter cannot marry such an insolent person as you. But return to us the laced boot!”

”It's she who gave it to me!” said the young aristocrat while laughing, ”why do you interfere yourself? I won the tournament, I've declined your marriage, but I'll keep the consolation prize!”

He pivoted his arm, exerted some inner force and pulled clear.

”It won't happen like that!” Mu Yi exclaimed, trembling with anger.

He leaps and struck with both fists, in a blow called ”Bell and drum sounds together”, towards the temples of his adversary. He turned and returned to the arena.

”And if I beat you, old man,” he said while laughing, ”you won't force me more to become your son-in-law?”

The crowd, indignant at the impudent and arrogant attitude of the young man, remained quiet. Only some hooligans and good-for-nothings burst out laughing roughly.

Without saying a word, Mu Yi tightened his belt, and leapt with a ”Sea Swallow Skimming the Flood” on the young aristocrat. He knew that he was extremely angry and did not take the attack lightly. He dodged, replied with a blow to the belly, ”The poisonous snake seeks its den”. Mu Yi dodged, struck with his left palm at the shoulder, the young man turned, advanced his right palm under the left arm. It was an extremely vicious blow, called ”Benefit from the cloud to change the sun”, executed without the knowledge of the adversary. However, Mu Yi parried effectively and closed again his two hands on the cheeks of the young aristocrat.

At that moment, whatever move he made, he could not avoid the blow! He wrinkled his eyebrows, bit his lips, and decided to employ another technique: his two hands flew like flashes and his ten fingers were planted in the back of the hands of Mu Yi. When he withdrew them, the ends of his fingers were smeared with red!