Chapter 1747 - 1733:
The judge was worried that Chu Ge wasn’t clear about their rules here, so he patiently explained it to him. After all, he’s the Princess Consort’s lifesaver, and they must consider this before acting.
But before he finished speaking and asked if Chu Ge understood, Vice General Xing impatiently said, "Why babble on like a woman? On the martial arts stage, the fight stops when it’s done. Don’t listen to his crap! You have one incense stick’s time, show your real skills, and within that time, it’ll be either you die or I live!"
Vice General Xing sternly yelled, glaring at the judge, "Get out of my way and stop wasting my time!"
The judge felt disgraced, but his rank was much lower than Vice General Xing, and hearing his reprimand, he could only nod humbly and move aside.
Wearing his armor, Vice General Xing looked imposing as he put his hands on his hips and stared at Chu Ge, "Mr. Chu, I know you’re the lifesaver of the Princess Consort. In principle, I should go easy on you, but the stage here is like a battlefield, where knives and spears show no mercy and life and death are treated lightly."
Chu Ge naturally understood what he meant, clearly implying that he shouldn’t think too highly of being the Princess Consort’s lifesaver. On this stage, it doesn’t matter who you are; you could still get beaten if you’re careless!
He slightly curved his lips and said to Vice General Xing, "Looks like you won’t show mercy because I’m the Princess Consort’s lifesaver."
Vice General Xing, hearing this, looked at him even more contemptuously, "What, you’re scared?"
Scared now? Too late!
Chu Ge gently shook his head, "Not scared, just relieved that you won’t show mercy."
Vice General Xing stared at Chu Ge puzzled, not understanding what he meant by relieved that he wouldn’t show mercy. Quickly coming around, he angrily glared at Chu Ge and shouted, "A greenhorn brat who just relies on some medical skills, you really think you have the guts now? This is the stage, not your place for medicine!"
Seeing the anger on his face, Chu Ge smacked his lips slightly, "Vice General Xing, it seems your liver isn’t doing well, getting angry so easily. Be careful of trapped liver energy, leading to cirrhosis!"
"You!" Dare to curse him with disease! Vice General Xing became angrier, yelling loudly, as he directly rushed towards Chu Ge.
He held no weapon, but Chu Ge knew, as a soldier and martial artist, the weapon is his talisman and wouldn’t leave his side. Yet Vice General Xing didn’t draw the sword from his waist, indicating he had other weapons.
Chu Ge guessed, could it be a hidden weapon, but before pondering for seconds, Vice General Xing charged right in front of him.
The fist almost the size of a bun swung towards his nose.
A keen gleam flashed in Chu Ge’s eyes as he slightly shifted his body, the fist brushing past his cheek. He distinctly felt its forceful wind.
Seems like Vice General Xing intends to engage him seriously.
Vice General Xing’s boxing style is famed for its speed, precision, and power. In military camp sparring, few evade his punches, making him somewhat arrogant.
Seeing Chu Ge easily dodge his punch, he felt deeply embarrassed as if losing great face.
Vice General Xing yelled even louder, swinging his arm to pin Chu Ge by the neck, but Chu Ge seemed rooted to the spot, while twisting his body 180 degrees. Upon spinning to Vice General Xing’s side, he chopped his knee with a palm.
Vice General Xing staggered back several steps, the first move easily dodged by Chu Ge, even counterattacked with a palm. Vice General Xing felt a rush of blood and energy to his core, growing more furious.
"Vice General Xing, though you’re strong, you only use brute force. Simply having upper body strength is ineffective. If someone attacks your lower three routes, you’re doomed!"
Chu Ge said leisurely as he stood there, the gentle breeze stirring his robe like a knight.
"Utter nonsense! How can a doctor understand martial arts?"
Vice General Xing, overwhelmed with anger, cursed directly, "And there’s one incense stick’s time left, watch how I teach you and show my might!"
Chu Ge had known martial artists like Vice General Xing were often simple-minded with strong limbs, quick to curse. Originally thinking someone favored by the Prince would have some refinement, at least not curse in public, but seems he overestimated him.
"Vice General Xing, as a close aide to the Prince, cursing openly in front of many tarnishes your Prince’s reputation, wouldn’t it?"
Chu Ge raised his eyebrows, kindly reminding.
"Bullshit! Enough nonsense! Take my move!"
At this point, Vice General Xing wasn’t listening to Chu Ge or contemplating his words.
After three to five rounds with no advantage, Vice General Xing was irritated, furious!
"Vice General Xing, I advise you to adjust your mood now."
Chu Ge, perceiving Vice General Xing’s rage, his eyes red, burning with anger, couldn’t help but kindly remind him.
Vice General Xing’s martial arts skills were based on hard skills, reminiscent of the Vajra Sect’s technique which, when mastered, made one’s body tough as steel.
But now Vice General Xing’s technique was sheer brute force; when Chu Ge slapped his back earlier, instinctively sensing his internal condition, there was a fist-sized cluster of anger rampaging inside him.
If this continues, even before the fight, that inner turbulence might damage his organs severely.
"I request a pause!"
Chu Ge quickly said.
But Vice General Xing didn’t listen at all, charging again, "Now you’re scared, too late!"
Vice General Xing’s face was terrifyingly red, and Chu Ge truly worried about him suffering an internal backlash. Though he intended to teach Vice General Xing a lesson, if lives were at stake, it becomes a different matter.
He’s a pillar of the nation, a tiger general in the army. If injured due to him, Chu Ge couldn’t bear the consequences.
This is why from the start, he only engaged Vice General Xing with Tai Chi instead of a direct fight!