C3 Sword Technique

In the courtyard of the Chen Residence, everyone was respectfully welcoming the Crown Prince, Mo Wen, who had come to visit the injured Chen Han. Chen Han had returned in triumph a few days ago with heavy injuries. He was almost recovered by now.

Mo Wen had a smile on his face. He looked no different from a gentle scholar, but he liked sword techniques. He always studied all kinds of sword techniques, and his martial arts were superb.

"Your highness, this lowly subject..." Chen Han and the other young masters and young ladies in the courtyard were saluting when they heard a miserable scream coming from the courtyard. Everyone suddenly turned their eyes to that direction. Mo Wen frowned slightly and said, "Your highness, this lowly subject... "Let's go and take a look."

Chen Han nodded his head and brought everyone to the courtyard. There were many flowers and plants within the courtyard, and within the flowers and plants were many flowers and plants. There was a hint of blood within the flowers and plants.

"Big brother!" Chen Rou stepped forward and cried at Chen Han Feng. Her left hand had been slashed by a sharp weapon, causing a long bloody scar to appear on her fair and tender skin. Chen Rou had a miserable look on her face as she pointed at the boy beside her, who had a cold expression on his face, and loudly accused him.

"It's him! Chen Yu! He, he dares to..."

Chen Yu was holding a long sword. When he heard these words, his delicate and pretty face revealed a look of displeasure. His body was only thirteen years old, and he was weak and sick. He did not have enough strength. Otherwise, he would have cut off Chen Rou's hand.

Chen Han turned his head and saw Mo Wen looking unhappy. He thought the Crown Prince cared about Chen Rou. He immediately shouted at Chen Yu, "How dare you! Chen Yu, how dare you hurt your second sister!"

That overbearing manner. Chen Yu could not help but shake his head. It was as if he had never laughed properly since he was reborn. At this time, he sneered. "Then what did Second Sister say when she injured my Sixth Sister, Chen Wan? Who was wrong first?"

This little fellow is only thirteen years old this year, right? Mo Wen took a step forward and recalled what had happened to Chen Yu. The reason why he revealed a displeased expression earlier was because in his impression, this Chen Yu was the seventh son of Chen Jun who forcefully snatched away the daughter of a commoner. As for that daughter of a commoner, she saved Chen Jun's life back then. Just looking at her like this really made one feel ashamed.

Calculating things, Chen Yu was indeed only thirteen years old this year. But looking at Chen Rou's wound, this sword technique was clearly mature and extraordinary, and it was clearly the result of many years of training and actual combat.

Mo Wen could not help but be filled with interest. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Yu lifted his head and looked at him. He curled his lips and said in a tender yet calm tone, "Pardon me for asking, Your Excellency is..."

Chen Rou extended her hand and asked the doctor at home to help deal with it. She smiled contemptuously and said, " This is the Crown Prince, you actually do not know him!"

Chen Yu raised his eyebrows. He did not put down his sword. Instead, he stabbed the tree next to the sword. He looked up and met Mo Wen's eyes. "Greetings, Crown Prince. I just told you why I hurt Chen Rou. This is a family matter of our Chen family. I believe Your Highness won't interfere with it?"

Mo Wen put his hands behind his back and became interested in this little guy. He smiled and said, "Of course, but I have a condition. If you can do it, not only will I not interfere with your family matters, I will also agree to one of your requests."

Chen Yu raised his eyebrows. Chen Han and Chen Rou's expressions changed.

"Okay."

"Alright. It's simple. You and I will have to compete in sword arts."

As soon as these words came out, As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was in an uproar. The Crown Prince's personal guards and followers were all grinning from ear to ear. They all knew that the Crown Prince liked to compete in sword arts with others, but this was the first time he was competing with a thirteen year old child.

Chen Yu pulled out the sword beside him. He was confident in his swordsmanship. That was the swordsmanship he had practiced since he was eight years old in his previous life. It was passed down to him alone. From his master to him, it had been sixteen generations. He had practiced it for twenty years. When he didn't have a spear in his hand, he would still have a sword. He was already so skilled that he could even use it with his eyes closed. However, it was a little inconvenient for him to change his body.

When they arrived at the empty space in the yard, the two of them drew their swords and confronted each other. The sword wind rose and stabbed at each other, confusing the people around them.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless were the basics. No pattern was the pattern. This was what his master had taught Chen Yu. Chen Yu was very familiar with this phrase.

After a few rounds of confrontation, Mo Wen put his sword back into its sheath and said with a bitter smile, "You are very powerful."

Chen Yu stabbed his sword into the ground and said with a smile, "Both. Crown Prince, this... Can you leave now? "As for the request, I haven't thought about it yet."

Mo Wen nodded. This nod made Chen Han afraid. To be able to fight with the Crown Prince a few times, it meant that although Chen Yu did not practice martial arts, he was very powerful. At least... he could not defeat his sister, Chen Rou.

"Before I leave, I have a request." Mo Wen handed the sword to his follower and looked at Chen Yu.... "I, can I take you as my master?"

Chen Yu was shocked. The crowd was once again in an uproar. Heavens, the Crown Prince actually said that he wanted to acknowledge the most despised young master of the Chen family as his master?

"If the Crown Prince wants to, he can do it." Chen Yu didn't refuse. He was casual in some aspects. He could tell that the Crown Prince really wanted to learn this sword technique. He would never refuse to learn it as a child. "It's just that, I can't guarantee when I can really teach you anything. Probably... whenever we meet, we will."

Mo Wen smiled. He seemed very satisfied. He lowered his head slightly to Chen Yu. "Nice to meet you, Master."