This person was Chu Jian, one of Ming Lie's new disciples, and Ming Lie wanted to buy the Water-Breaking Sword that night as a gift to him.
Knowing that Mo Li was the one who snatched the Shuishui Sword that day, Chu Jian naturally had no impression of her.
Xu Zixiao, who was sitting behind Mo Li, immediately stood up and said, "My young master is injured, why don't you let me teach you a lesson?"
Everyone knew that Mo Li was crutching, but Chu Jian proposed to compete with others, which was obviously taking advantage of others' danger.
The girls who had already been conquered by Mo Li's piano skills all looked at him angrily.
"Mr. Chu opened his mouth, how could Mo Li refuse!" Mo Li stood up on his crutches, raised his hand to signal Xu Zixiao to return to his seat, and limped to the empty seat in the middle of the greenhouse, "I don't know, Mr. Chu wants to
What kind of comparison?!"
She lazily held her crutch while fighting, her expression completely indifferent.
"You dare to challenge even though you are injured, Mr. Mo is so brave!"
"Yes, Mr. Mo is both civil and military, and even the way he looks on crutches is so charming!"
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In the back seat, countless girls were talking quietly, looking at the young man holding a crutch, wishing they could make love immediately.
"Young Master Mo has a leg injury, so of course I won't take advantage of you!" Chu Jian also walked to the open space in the middle and took off the cloth belt around his waist. "Why don't we just stand there and use the belt as a circle, every time
Each person uses three swords, and whoever can force the opponent's body out of the circle wins!"
"Okay!" Li Mo Li readily agreed, but did not untie his belt. Instead, he smiled and looked at the female relatives outside, "Mo is not in the habit of taking off his clothes in public. I don't know which lady is willing to lend her a silk handkerchief."
Let me use it?!"
As soon as this statement came out, many people chuckled.
The official ladies stood up one after another, took out silk handkerchiefs from their bodies, and prepared to give them to Mo Li.
"Just use my king's!"
Mingwei had already stood up, took out a light blue handkerchief from his body, walked to Mo Li's side personally, and spread the silk handkerchief on the grass not far from Chu Jian.
Mingwei had already admired Mo Li's performance tonight. His performance was to let Mo Li understand how much he valued her.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Li Qiye smiled at him, raised his left foot and stepped on the square silk handkerchief.
Even if Mingwei were a man, how big the handkerchief could be was more than twice as small as the circle made by Chu Jian with a cloth belt. It was just for her to stand on one foot, while Mo Li's other foot was hanging in the air.
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In this comparison, Chu Jian is three points weaker.
Ming Yilie had never seen such a novel competition method, and he was curious about how powerful Mo Li was. He didn't want anyone to die, so he immediately ordered the eunuch to get two wooden swords.
"That's two o'clock!"
Chu Jian and Li Mo Li responded at the same time, and each took the wooden sword sent by the eunuch.
Mo Li calmly raised the wooden sword in his right hand.
"Mr. Chu, please!"
Chu Jian was ridiculed by her just now, and he was already filled with unbearable anger. Without any hesitation, he waved his right hand lightly, and the wooden sword in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the water, stabbing Mo Li's chest.
Chu Jian's strength has already reached the peak of the heavenly level. If it is a real sword and a real spear, Mo Li is indeed below him. But at the end of the day, without using his true energy and relying only on speed and skills, Mo Li is not inferior to him in the slightest.
Seeing his sword attack, Mo Li immediately lowered his waist, and his whole body bent behind him like a broken bone.
Chu Jian stabbed the air with his sword, then turned his wrist lightly and slashed towards her knee.