Chapter 65: The Rogue's Gambit (Part 1)

  Chu Yueming originally thought that after Chu Hao heard this sentence, although he wouldn't be grateful in his heart, at least it gave him a way out, letting him save face and step down without too much difficulty.

  But Chu Hao's performance made Chu Yueming furious. He saw Chu Hao calmly stomping his feet, then ignoring him, and waving at the crowd in front of the martial arts hall with a big smile on his face. It wasn't until King Jing's face turned iron-blue that Chu Hao slowly turned around, looking disappointed, and said: "Ah, Brother Wang, what did you just say?"

  Chu Yu Ming suppressed the urge to get angry, staring at Chu Hao's sincere face, took a deep breath, and then repeated what he said earlier with a smile.

  Unexpectedly, Chu Hao's expression turned serious and he said: "Brother Wang, although we haven't seen each other for a long time, our feelings haven't changed. In martial arts, we can't just stop at the surface like ordinary people. According to Brother Wang's view, if you want to fight, you should bring out your true skills and fight until that person doesn't dare to speak or fart!"

  Upon hearing this, Nan Gong Jie, who was sipping tea on the side, spat out a mouthful of tea and looked incredulous.

  Chu Yueming was also slightly stunned, and then looked at Chu Hao with an ugly expression, repeatedly probing, only to feel that the opponent was indeed a martial artist of the second layer of bone refinement, before coldly smiling; "Wang brother, you'd better think carefully!"

  "As a member of the Yun Tian royal family, can't we even withstand this blow?" Chu Hao said calmly: "Don't worry, King brother, I've been prepared for a long time!"

  Chu Yu Ming burst out laughing, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes, and said: "The 'Little Overlord' is indeed the 'Little Overlord', the name of Wang's younger brother is truly extraordinary, so refreshing! It's really fortunate for King Yun Tian to have such an outstanding son like Wang's younger brother, with courage and talent surpassing others. It makes me, Wang's older brother, extremely happy!"

  Chu Hao also smiled and said: "Too kind, too kind. Actually, Wang Di is very happy too."

  King Jing couldn't help but get impatient, the opportunity to make a name for himself was within arm's reach, how could he bear it? He beckoned the martial arts instructor over and said calmly: "Later, Xiaowang and the Crown Prince of Weiyuan will engage in a friendly match, you'll be the judge!" After a pause, he added with a hint of profundity: "You also heard what the Crown Prince just said, this match won't end until one of them can't get up, whoever that is will be the loser!

  The master of this martial arts hall is a middle-aged man, and his cultivation is also at the eighth level of Bone Forging, equivalent to Jing Wang. Of course, if we count actual combat, with the imperial family's skills, it will definitely surpass this person by a lot.

  When he heard King Jing's words, the master of the martial arts hall broke out in a cold sweat and was somewhat embarrassed. He was also a warrior and could naturally see that the cultivation of this Wei Yuan Wangzi was only at the second layer of refining bones, while King Jing was already at the eighth layer of refining bones!

  If it really comes down to winning or losing like this, then the outcome wouldn't be Chu Hao getting beaten half to death, no one would believe that.

  But they are fair rivals, and Jing Wang also knows this, so his move is absolutely not to harm, at most let Chu Hao be seriously injured. At that time, with the personality of this "Little Overlord", Jing Wang would not be able to find a way out, but his own "Luo Yuan Wu Guan" would definitely not be able to stay in the capital!

  Thinking of this, the master of the martial arts hall was extremely embarrassed, but under the gaze of King Jing, he didn't dare to say no. After all, both sides were people he couldn't afford to offend, and this spar was something that the foolish young master himself had sought out.

  He wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead, and the martial arts master squeezed out an ugly smile, saying: "Yes, I understand." The entire martial arts hall was over twenty feet wide and more than twice as long, so there was absolutely no problem with space for the two to spar.

  The martial arts master, however, was full of discontent in his heart, but had no choice but to stand aside. Nan Gong Jie finally revealed a smile on his face, holding the teacup and handing it to the martial arts master, saying: "Here, this is what the young master has rewarded you with, later, you must do a good job as the judge for the two little princes, and be sure to be impartial!"

  "Yes...yes..." He could only accept the farewell tea and drink it down.

  King Jing nodded in satisfaction, murmuring a soft "en" from his nose, then turned to Chu Hao, making a "please" gesture, and slowly said: "Wang Di, let's begin now."

  As Chu Yueming's words fell, Chu Hao suddenly stretched out his hand and said: "Wait a minute, Little Wang is thirsty. If Little Wang can't exert his full strength because he hasn't drunk water, wouldn't it be unfair for Brother Wang to win?"

  Although he knew that Chu Hao was playing with him, Chu Yu Ming couldn't help but hold back and said: "Alright, Prince Wang wants to drink water. People from the Wu Guan, quickly go pour a cup of water for the young master!"

  "Go and pour water for the young master." Nangong Jie played his role as a servant at this time, pouring a cup of water for Chu Hao and presenting it with a smile: "Young Master, please drink."

  Chu Hao nodded, then furrowed his brow and said: "Xiao Wang has a habit of drinking water, the first cup must be poured out, only drink the second cup. Is this making things difficult for Xiao Wang, Prince Nangong?"

  Nan Gong Jie cursed loudly in his heart, who knew you had this stupid rule, but he still held back his anger and went to pour another cup.

  Chu Hao's face finally showed satisfaction, looking at the quilt brought by Nangong Jie, just about to take it over, suddenly "ah" and then, holding the cup of water unsteadily, the ceramic cup fell to the ground with a "bang", while the water in the cup splashed onto Nangong Jie's body.

  "Nangong Gongzi, this is really embarrassing." Chu Hao took a step back early on and was safe and sound. At this moment, looking at Nangong Jie who was drenched from head to toe and had to force out a smile, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Trouble you to go pour another cup for Little Wang."

  King Jing's face remained dark, after all, he was also a prince. At this moment, Chu Hao's behavior was simply challenging his bottom line! His fists were clenched, and he had already decided to teach Chu Hao a lesson later.

  Nan Gong Jie had a sorrowful face, but didn't dare to brush off the water stains on his clothes. He picked up another cup and brought it over. Then, he vented his anger at the martial arts instructor, scolding him: "Don't you hurry up and sweep the floor clean? How can two princes have a match in this place? You're an unruly commoner with no regard for the law!"

  The poor martial arts master hadn't even figured out the situation before he was scolded by a group of people, and then he honestly cleaned up the floor. This time, Chu Hao didn't continue to make things difficult for Nan Gongjie, took a sip, and then patted Nan Gongjie's shoulder with an air of superiority, saying: "Well done."

  Nangong Jieqiang suppressed the urge to crush his son with his fat body, and chuckled as he took the teacup and retreated.

  After watching all this, Jing Wang Chu Yueming finally said coldly: "Wang Di, are you satisfied now?"

  "Oh? Sorry about that, I've kept you waiting for a long time, Brother Wang." Chu Hao cupped his hands together and then stretched and twisted slightly. Just when Jing Wang thought it was okay, he suddenly sat down cross-legged on the ground.

  "Xiao Wang needs to warm up and adjust his breath, otherwise he might lose control later and hurt you." Chu Hao's words made Chu Yu angry enough to die. Not only the crowd outside, but even Nan Gong Jie on the side felt that the young master was intentionally delaying, possibly wanting to provoke Chu Yu and then take advantage of him.

  However, the gap between the two was too great, and no matter how much Chu Hao delayed, he couldn't avoid a defeat. Chu Hao sat for several minutes, not just to infuriate Chu Yueming, but also to lower his oppressive momentum. After all, since he started practicing martial arts, he had only sparred with people like Huang Hongjin, and even though he was now at the ninth level of Bone Tempering, one stage higher than Chu Yueming, he lacked actual combat experience and was prone to unexpected events.

  Moreover, he still can't reveal his true strength!

  So he deliberately provoked Chu Yuming and let his arrogance inflate.

  With one drumbeat of energy, then decline with the second, and exhaust with the third. Chu Yueming was originally furious and ready to fight as soon as he came up, but after sitting for half a day with Chu Hao, he became impatient.

  Seeing Chu Hao stand up, he hastily asked: "Wang brother, are you okay?"

  "Alright."

  Chu Yueming and others immediately followed Chu Hao's words, hesitated for a moment, bowed their heads and saluted Chu Hao.

  Yun Tian established his country by force, and before the battle, they should show each other courtesy and respect. Moreover, as princes of royal blood, Chu Yueming and Chu Hao must maintain imperial etiquette, despite their animosity towards each other.

  Ke Chu Hao unexpectedly didn't follow the rules and smiled as she accepted his gift. The scene made people feel a bit amused.

  With a serious expression, Chu Yuming's face turned extremely solemn, and he continued to say: "As your elder brother, I should give you three moves, come on!"

  Damn it, there's still such an idiot!

  It's a fool who doesn't take advantage of a good deal. Chu Hao didn't bother to continue the nonsense with Chu Yuming and vaguely said, "Thank you, thank you."

  With the misfortune-ridden Wuguan master's one word "start", the entire outer court of the Wuguan became boiling hot.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  The onlookers were excited beyond measure.

  Chu Hao's mind was greatly shocked, and he immediately rushed towards Chu Yueming without saying a word. He pretended to be fierce and let out a loud roar, swinging his fist straight at Jing Wang's face! Chu Yueming smiled coldly, looking at Chu Hao's clumsy and extremely slow punch, and lightly dodged it by tilting her head.

  Then, Chu Hao threw three punches in a row, but none of them hit Chu Yuming.

  After these three punches, Chu Yueming's doubts in his heart were also completely dispelled. He secretly sneered, this good-for-nothing young master, it seems that he is indeed all talk and no action, speaking wildly without knowing life or death.

  Chu Yuming dodged Chu Hao's punch and kicked out with one foot, aiming to kick him in the back!

  This kick is accompanied by a strong gust of wind, and you can imagine how much strength it takes!

  But then he couldn't send out this kick again!

  Only then did Chu Hao see that after his previous punch missed, he somehow managed to hook his foot under Jing Wang's foot!

  At this moment, Chu Yuming lifted one foot off the ground, with only one foot touching the earth. With a single hook of his leg, he immediately lost his balance and his body tilted to one side!

  Jing Wang did not disappoint, making a swift decision. To avoid Chu Hao taking advantage of his fall to attack him, he swiftly delivered a knife-hand strike to Chu Hao's back.

  "Bang——"

  In full view of everyone, both people fell to the ground at the same time.