The crownguard's daughter wants to wrap up a duel, and to be honest - it's pretty simple.
Even though Chai Anping's duel tickets are now hard to come by, the size of the Crown Guard family and their share of the arena ensure that Lux's words and deeds will not become a joke.
Moreover, after two consecutive confrontations with powerful enemies, without any mysterious force intervening, Chai Anping finally drew a good draw—the opponent was a weakling, relatively speaking.
"What?! Say it again!" Olivia Christian frowned: "Why are there no votes?!"
"Your internal votes? Special votes? Our family's share?"
After receiving the "I really don't know" from the staff member who looked pale and almost cried, she drove the carriage to Old Reese's house in a hurry.
"grandfather!"
Old Reese, who already knew the inside story, stroked her head lovingly: "Ah Zai, we are a step too late!"
"ah?"
Olivia didn't understand: "Grandpa, I want a ticket, why is it so late?"
"...That's what I'm talking about about you."
The strange situation that Chai Anping's duel tickets were sold out even before they went on sale did not cause any disturbance, or maybe it was because his duel venue this time was a small arena with only a few hundred seats.
Or maybe it was the unified silence of the nobles who knew the inside story, so as not to embarrass the distinguished lady...
How long ago did you receive someone's invitation?
Miss Laxana Crownguard really just doesn't move, and her movements are earth-shattering operations. Even His Highness the Prince, who is well-informed, couldn't help but exclaimed: "You know how to play!"
As for the fact that most of them can't buy tickets, the aristocratic ladies who don't know the inside story don't care much. There is still another show anyway, right?
Olivia's struggling, small voice was ruthlessly suppressed, full of the spirit of resistance in the storybook novel, and then she was gagged.
…
September 14th, the weather was fine.
Chai Anping walked into the duel arena, which was only about thirty meters in radius, wearing regular clothes and carrying a long sword at his waist. There was no one in the circular auditorium. Oh... no, there was a white shed set up, and no one could be seen sitting inside.
Chai Anping smiled slightly and waved in the direction of the shed. He naturally knew who was sitting inside... This was probably the limit of what she could do.
Another contestant was swallowing saliva when he came out of the tunnel.
There are three big question marks on my head.
What's going on?
What's going on?
Am I on the sidelines?
Fortunately, he soon saw the famous Inspector Gracie Shelley across from him. Tsk - he couldn't beat him, but after a good fight, he could brag about it when he returned home.
When such a promising big man begins to shine, he can let the children lie in front of his knees and listen to his original story...
Tsk, it’s a pity that there are no audience.
No, weren't there a lot of young girls clamoring to marry this girl a while ago?
"well--"
The referee not far away also sighed deeply. There was no shouting, and he also felt a little boring.
But we have to eat and continue working.
He tidied up his clothes and went to the center of the field to read out the rules.
"Are you two ready?"
"Yes."
The opponent whose name he didn't deserve also nodded. He was holding a thick and long wooden stick, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked like he was easy to bully.
"Then, the duel begins!"
"Dudu!"
The whistle sounded, and the long stick stirred up a burst of sand and stabbed him directly in the face.
Chai Anping smiled mischievously at his opponent, and instantly unsheathed the long knife in his hand.
"Click!"
The strong wooden stick was directly chopped off by the long unedged knife, and the severed head flew high. Then the long knife stopped steadily on the neck of the thick-browed man, giving off a chill.
"hiss……"
"Dudu!"
The referee who had not yet reached the sideline saw this scene and trotted back all the way.
"This...is it over?!" Thick eyebrows and big eyes threw away the wooden stick with some sadness and anger, damn the martial arts dream!
Immediately, the corners of his eyes became moist. If he knew that today's process would end so quickly, and he spent so many days insomnia studying his opponent, what would be the meaning of his techniques?!
"Sorry, I'm a little busy."
Chai Anping smiled apologetically: "Actually, my sword is quite handsome."
"Winner, Gracie Shelley!"
"Farewell!"
Chai Anping solemnly said goodbye to his hard-working brother, then rushed to the stands and threw himself into the white shed.
The referee and the thick-browed man looked at each other, both sensing a hint of...absurdity.
I'm here for a duel, right?
I'm here to be the referee, right?
"Referee, will there be another game after this?" he asked in a daze.
"No more...until tomorrow."
"Do you think there's Olivia Christian hidden in it?" he gossiped.
"I have no idea!"
"I'm so sore..."
…
"Hey! What are you doing!"
Lux blushed and stood up from the chair to avoid Chai Anping's flying attack.
"I'm being taken care of by the little rich woman, am I too excited?" Chai Anping said without knowing it: "How about whether my sword is handsome or not? I thought about many moves, but in the end I still think this is the most handsome move!
"
"Quick...and short...!"
Lux got angry when she thought of this. She entered the venue more than half an hour early to wait, but the game ended in less than two seconds?!
If I blinked accidentally... wouldn't it be in vain?
"What I want to see is the one... that is planted inside!"
"Your Highness, please don't say something so easily misunderstood." Chai Anping covered her mouth: "Hey, there's nothing I can do if my opponent fails. Next time, next time, next time."
"Hands off - bullshit! You told me last time, next time you will definitely mean not next time."
"Your Highness, how come you even know how to use bad words?" Chai Anping asked in surprise.
"I learn it from you."
"Promise me not to use your cute little mouth to say dirty words." Chai Anping held Lux's chin affectionately, but she immediately rolled her eyes and swatted her away.
"Don't touch it, Inspector Shelley, you act like a gangster!"
"But I'm just a gangster!"
…
…
On the same day as Chai Anping's duel, there was a more eye-catching duel in the main arena.
The second hero, the genius Centurion Picard, versus the seventh hero, Heywood Christian!
Haywood Christian is Olivia's clan brother...the duel between sparks and the earth drowns out all the flames trying to compete with them.
Haywood also specializes in spears, or more accurately, a three-meter long spear. He has the title of "first shot" in this year's Glory Competition. Even Jacob Frog can't beat him.
When he was young, he learned the art of spearing with the prince under Xin Zhao. He was a leader in the Christian family's generation. The potion that Old Reese asked for was to be prepared for him.
I don’t know how these two great gods collided, but the strange thing is that neither the Cross Country Army nor the Christian family raised any objections.
Speaking of the grievances and grievances between the two parties... that is not what the newspaper would dare to write about.
However, if an elderly nobleman were to tell these stories, he would be able to talk about the grievances between the two parties for an afternoon tea and still have more to say.
Perhaps this showdown has been a long-awaited one for both parties!
The loser will retire, the winner will be filled with glory!