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Zhangsun Wuji still refused to look at Lotus and calmly said, ”Thank you for your goodwill but that would be unnecessary.”
In that spacious palace hall, a vast majority of people did not hear Zhangsun Wuji's rejection. Suddenly, Princess Lotus flung his sleeve.
Fourth Prince Feng turned around to look at her in confusion. With a smile, she said, ”An ant has climbed onto the table. Let me sent the ant out, I believe it cherishes its life.”
”Sister really do care for all lives.” Fourth Prince Feng nodded, pleased, and turn back.
The corner of Princess Lotus lips tugged upwards as she stuck a finger out of her sleeve. She dragged her sharp nail, one that resembled a knife, silently across the golden floor. Carefully, she inched towards the tiny insect and cut across it….the small ant was now neatly dissected into three parts -- the head, the body and the back…
In the palace hall, Zhan Beiheng was reciting the rules as everyone listened quietly.
The last battle: Mixed battle!
The last five people: Meng Fuyao, Ya Lanzhu, Pei Yuan, Yan Taiyu and Bagu.
Mixed battle means that whoever goes first is most likely to draw the short end of the stick. The audience drank their tea as they knew intutively that the start of this competition would be the hardest, and the longest.
Zhan Beiye barely finished when someone with messy braids leaped up, pointed towards Pei Yuan and loudly shouted,”You damn old witch, come and die!”
The pair of eyes that sat on top of her veil was fuming with anger. Laughing coldly, Pei Yuan replied, ”I'll fulfil your death wish!”
Meng Fuyao immediately followed suit and stepped forward shamelessly. ”Hey, I want you to die too. So two versus one?”
Everyone there roared with laughter. They have seen shameless, but never so shameless. In whatever case, she was still the top contestant and yet she had no sense to conduct herself in a manner that was befitting of her current identity.
To this situation, Zhan Beiheng replied, ”A two versus two battle is allowed. Or you can battle her after. But one versus many is not allowed.”
Meng Fuyao threw her arms in the air. ”Since I am up here, I do not intend to go down. If so, Ya Lanzhu you can go first while I squat in a corner.”
”Why let General Meng stay idle? Allow me to take this time to learn from General Meng.” Yan Taiyu and Bagu walked up from behind her together.
Yan Taiyu smiled. ”Let the women fight it out while we men fight our battle.”
Meng Fuyao raised her eyebrow. She knew that these two fellows probably wanted to finish her first and then benefit when both Pei Yuan and Ya Lanzhu are badly injured.”Very well, whom first?”
Yan Taiyu stepped forward and cupped his hand in salute.
However, Meng Fuyao's gaze landed on Bagu's face. This reticent man that had short hair, a very dark skin and well-defined features. It reminded her of people who lived in the mountains --he was not fat, yet had a very ”heavy” atmosphere around him. It was as though he had practiced a different form of techniques that had resulted in this forceful and ”heavy” feeling. This unassuming man did not have a spectacular performance in the previous round yet, was able to smoothly make his way into the top five. Meng Fuyao stared at Bagu and felt that his aura was a little weird. In front of her, Yan Taiyu had already rushed towards her.
This tall young man wielded a whip longer than him. The whio was divided into three sections, each with a different colour. The sections are connected by joints and the way the whip moved was unlike that of a normal whip. The middle part of the whip could be on the right yet the first section already made its way to the left. When one would be focused on guarding the right side, it could suddenly appear on the left. It was like a hard yet flexible weird snake which was able to achieve sharp angles and move swiftly. More impressively, such weapons that is usually connected by joints have an achilles' heel -- the joint. But this long whip was made with a material that was neither gold or metal and with its ingenious design, it made it all that harder to deal with.
Yan Taiyu smiled as he flicked his wrist. The long whip attacks from three different angles which is hard to predict. This weapon in his hands came from an elite fighter and was known to be unbreakable. To this, Yan Taiyu remained absolutely confident of his victory.
This caught the notice of Meng Fuyao as she shouted, ”Interesting.” With the inner energy,hand to hand combat and sword techniques from the Cleaving Nine Heavens and the real battle experiences she had had, she was able to boldly adapt the sword techniques taught to her. With countless improvision during real life battle, it was time to bring her sword techniques to the table.