C74 Fighting on the Arena between the Ghost Sword and the Mandarin Duck

They continued to travel through the palace, and only after about two hours did they arrive at a small drill grounds at the southeast corner of the Imperial City. As the emperor of the horses, the Emperor Yongle naturally had some martial arts skills. He rode a horse and trained with his arrows. Only then did he build a training field in a corner of the imperial palace.

There was a circular ring within the drill grounds for the palace guards and commanders to spar with each other. A pavilion was built at the side of the ring for the emperor to watch martial arts. Before long, everyone had arrived at the pavilion. Zhu Di stepped down from the dragon carriage, and there were already eunuchs in the pavilion moving a dragon throne over to His Majesty's left and right side of the pavilion.

Zhu Di came to the pavilion and sat atop the Dragon Throne. Honorable Eunuch and An Ping stood on both sides of the pavilion with one on the left and one on the right.

Gui Hou and the commander made Yao Han kneel below the pavilion, then Zhu Di waved his hand and said: "Go! "Remember, sparring in martial arts. When the time comes, both of you are my loved ones. Don't hurt each other by accident."

After receiving their orders, the two of them turned and walked towards the stage. After that, the two of them looked at each other, then leaped up onto the stage, standing two zhang apart. At this time, on the stage, for some reason, there were bursts of light wind blowing on their clothes, causing layer upon layer of ripples to appear.

The Yao's command envoy cupped his fists towards Gui Hou and said coldly: "Master Gui Hou, this lowly one has offended many people, I hope that Master will show mercy."

Li Wenyuan smiled and nodded, seeing the fire in Yao Han's eyes, he only said one word, "Please!"

Just as he finished speaking, he heard two clear sounds of blades being drawn, like thunder, a cold light flashed in front of Gui Hou's eyes, and he knew that these were two cold blade tips.

He stretched out his right leg and positioned the katana side by side, putting on a posture as he watched coldly.

Li Wenyuan did not dare to be careless, he extended his hand and pulled out the ghost sword from his back, pointing the sword tip at the ground, he adjusted the Qi in his body and took care of it.

Suddenly, Yao Han brandished his blade and with a stomp on the ground, he rushed forward, bringing along his robes with him. Li Wenyuan still stood at his original position, not moving an inch, only frowning slightly.

In a blink of an eye, Yao Han was less than three meters away from Li Wenyuan. His figure suddenly stopped, he flew up, raised both blades together, and slashed down from the sky towards Li Wenyuan's shoulders.

Li Wenyuan did not panic, the sword tip drew on the ground lightly, and then his body leaned back slightly, with one arm, he held the ghost sword horizontally, and in the blink of an eye, he blocked the dual blades and retreated.

But with just that one move, Yao Han was shocked, he secretly thought, "This Gui Hou's Inner Qi must be extremely strong, if not, with his one arm, how could he defend against my two blades? I need to be careful."

However, battles in the arena were often fought by the losers. He secretly took a glance at Li Wenyuan, and saw that he was already less than two meters away from the side of the stage. From inside his Dantian, he channeled his Innate Qi and rushed towards Li Wenyuan's ghost sword. Li Wenyuan might not have noticed, but he continued to retreat.

In the blink of an eye, Li Wenyuan had retreated to the side of the stage, looking as if he was about to fall down, but then, he smiled at Yao Han, and turned his body to the left. The ghost sword slashed on top of his twin blades, and with the movement of the blades, Yao Han realized that it was not good, and quickly used the force on his waist to turn in the air, landing at the edge of the stage. Li Wenyuan was already in the competition grounds, his black cape fluttered with the wind, the sword pointed at the ground, his back facing the wind.

Yao Han thought in his heart: "I almost fell for his trick. I need to be more careful. "

From this move, Li Wenyuan also realised that this Yao Han was worthy of being the commander of the Jinyiwei. He was an expert, it would not be easy for anyone to subdue him. After thinking about it, he turned around. He held the ghost sword horizontally in front of his chest and frowned. His eyes revealed a cold light and his clothes flapped in the wind as if it was blowing a dark, ghastly wind.

Yao Han let out a strange cry, and rushed towards Li Wenyuan. Both his blades came out together, and hacked downwards, forming the Pangolin's Broken Spring Water. Li Wenyuan bent his body and quickly dodged. Yao Han immediately squatted down, turned the blade and slashed towards Li Wenyuan's legs, he anxiously jumped into the air and threw a ray of sword light, which struck towards Yao Han's shoulder, causing Yao Han to dodge. The two battled in the same area.

The Emperor, Zhu Di, watched from the observation pavilion and secretly cheered in his heart. On the other hand, An Ping clenched his fists and broke out in a cold sweat for Li Wenyuan.

The two of them clashed evenly with each other, the sounds of their swords whistling through the air, and the cold light from their swords dancing in the air. In the distance, it was impossible to tell the difference between the two of them, and it could only be seen from their clothes.

Gui Hou wielded the ghost sword in his hand and used his single arm to fight with his dual blades, but he did not reveal any flaws, flying left and right, protecting up and down.

And the commander, Yao Han, had two daggers that could flirt with water. Sometimes, they would split, sometimes they would converge, sometimes they would pounce on each other like a mandarin duck to water, and sometimes they would intersect like a mandarin duck to its neck.

The combination of swords and sabers was very beautiful. Fifty points, but there was no clear victor.

As the two of them fought, admiration arose in their hearts. Li Wenyuan thought to himself, "With such an expert by Your Majesty's side, he actually forced me to use eighty percent of my power. That way, I would feel at ease."

Yao Han on the other hand, silently said in his heart: "Gui Hou is truly difficult to deal with, worthy of being called the Gui Hou of the past." However, what he did not know was that there was still room for manoeuvre. It was just that because of the sparring, there was no difference between life and death, which was why he did not go all out. When the two fought against the lily, His Majesty Zhu Di was also a little worried. The two of them were trustworthy people by their sides, one of them was injured, it was feared that they would harm the overall situation. Thinking about it, they anxiously stood up and said to An Ping: Rou Er, quickly, pass down my order, immediately order the two of them to stop, it's fine if it's a draw.

An Ping had cold sweat for Li Wenyuan so he naturally agreed quickly. Arriving at the pavilion, he jumped down and walked up the stage, then shouted loudly: "Senior Brother, Mr. Yao, His Majesty has ordered you two to stop, please do not fight."

When Gui Hou heard this, he immediately pulled out his sword and flew back about ten meters. Yao Han wanted to follow him but did not dare to go against the emperor's orders. An Ping then said, "Two sirs, His Majesty invited them in."

Yao Han could only sheathe his blade, he coldly looked at Li Wenyuan and smiled, but Yao Han still snorted, and jumped down the stage. It was clear that, before victory or defeat was determined, he was still unwilling to accept it.

Li Wenyuan nodded at An Ping, then jumped down the stage.

Yao Han was in the front, with An Ping and An Ping following behind. After a while, they arrived at the foot of the pavilion.