Chapter 1748 - 1734
If it really comes to a fight, Chu Ge truly worries that his strong physique might not withstand his palm strike.
Vice General Xing has also sensed this, but in his eyes, he believes Chu Ge doesn’t want to fight him and looks down on him.
"Chu Ge! Do you look down on me, Mr. Xing!" Vice General Xing pointed at Chu Ge angrily, "Don’t think I can’t see it, you’ve been playing Tai Chi with me all along. This is the arena, not a place for child’s play. If you don’t want to fight, just admit you’re scared!"
The people below the stage saw their fight suddenly stop halfway and began to shout with some dissatisfaction, "Don’t stop yet! The 15 minutes aren’t up!"
"Exactly, don’t chicken out! Keep fighting!"
"You stopped right after the beginning? Vice General Xing, are you afraid?"
Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted loudly, causing Vice General Xing’s face to change instantly.
Everyone present could actually see the disparity between Chu Ge and Vice General Xing; Chu Ge had been maneuvering around Vice General Xing from the very start.
At this moment, Vice General Xing also noticed the gap, and in his eyes, he felt Chu Ge was playing him for a fool.
"Chu Ge! If you don’t bring out your real skills to fight me, then just admit you’re a coward! Afraid to confront me openly and only sneaking around here, you’re not a real man!"
Vice General Xing realized that no matter what he said, it didn’t have any impact on Chu Ge, so he resorted to a provocation strategy.
Chu Ge laughed coldly, with one hand behind his back while the other slowly reached forward, "Since you’re so eager to have a real fight with me, then come on."
Vice General Xing saw this posture and was puzzled, "What do you mean? Want me to use only one hand?"
Chu Ge smiled and nodded, "Yes, I’m worried that if I use both hands, others will say I’m bullying."
"..." Vice General Xing’s lips pressed into a straight line.
"No need to hide your weapons, use all your skills now, or you won’t have another chance to show off in front of so many people later."
Chu Ge said lightly.
His tone sounded very calm, but the words he spoke didn’t sit well with others.
Vice General Xing glared viciously at Chu Ge, then drew out a soft sword from his chest.
The sword wrapped around his waist, approximately four feet two inches long, reflecting silver light under the sunlight, very dazzling, exuding sharpness.
Chu Ge’s first reaction upon seeing the long sword was that it was an excellent sword, and he was somewhat surprised; he hadn’t expected a person who used brute force martial arts like Vice General Xing to possess a soft sword.
As soon as his sword was revealed, there was an uproar from the audience below, with those familiar with the sword gasping in surprise.
Luo Qi’s face didn’t look too good when he saw the soft sword.
"Big brother, what kind of sword is this?" Luo Jiu asked perplexed from the side.
"Silver Silk Sword." Luo Qi’s expression turned serious.
"Silver Silk Sword? What kind of sword is this? I’ve never heard of it. But the sword looks very sharp, Mr. Chu is without any weapon, and sure to suffer a disadvantage, right?"
Luo Jiu knew that Vice General Xing had always used hidden weapons as his blade, but he didn’t expect he also had a sharp sword, which was tied to his waist, its softness imaginable, the more flexible it is, the harder the material of this sharp sword must be, it cannot be cut or burnt.
"I don’t know exactly what material the Silver Silk Sword is made of, but I know this sword is a sharp weapon, easily accessible among many in the world of martial arts, but I never thought this Silver Silk Sword would be in the hands of Vice General Xing."
Luo Qi spoke with a tone of regret, "It’s said that fine swords are given to heroes, but the Silver Silk Sword is wasted in his hands."
Their conversation was heard word for word by Prince He Shuo, who had a hint of pride on his face, unknowingly proud of something.
"Boss Luo knows this sword?" Prince He Shuo released Ru Xue, took a step forward, and stood beside Luo Qi, eyes fixed on the arena, "Few know this sword."
Luo Qi smiled and said, "Prince, I only know the name of this sword, saw it in an ancient book once, but the specifics of how this Silver Silk Sword came to be, I don’t know."
He lowered his gaze slightly, the smile at the corner of his mouth intriguing, "The book doesn’t have detailed records, now appearing in Vice General Xing’s hands, could this Silver Silk Sword be a gift from the Prince to Vice General Xing?"
Prince He Shuo subtly curved his lips, his expression quite clear, as if to say it was indeed given by him.
"This Silver Silk Sword was a tribute from Tubo; because it’s a fine sword, the Emperor rewarded it to me."
Prince He Shuo’s words were laced with pride.
Luo Qi paused for a moment, then understood, "I see, it was the victory after the Prince’s campaign against Xiongnu, and the Emperor’s gift in return."
"That’s right."
Luo Qi smiled again, "Since it’s a gift from the Emperor, how is it now in Vice General Xing’s hands?"
Prince He Shuo’s deep eyes flashed enigmatically as he looked at Luo Qi, "Boss Luo, do you think Vice General Xing is unsuitable for this sword?"
"I don’t mean that; I just feel that Vice General Xing has cultivated hard skills, but this Silver Silk Sword can sever steel blades above, and flexibly, like silver silk, become a lethal weapon below, truly not suitable for someone cultivating hard skills like Vice General Xing.
Prince He Shuo squinted eyes were fixed on the arena; he too knew that this Silver Silk Sword was not suitable for Vice General Xing, but Vice General Xing was loyal to him, being his capable assistant in many matters, he couldn’t find a weapon that would satisfy both him and Vice General Xing to give him.
He wasn’t currying favor with Vice General Xing but was giving him some benefits at the right time to let him know that he remembered his loyalty, also a way to keep him loyal.
"Boss Luo, who do you think will win between the two?" Prince He Shuo asked.
Luo Qi fell silent for a moment; it was a difficult question to answer directly saying Chu Ge could win might offend the Prince, but saying Vice General Xing could win...
He couldn’t say such a thing, as he wouldn’t lie.
Seeing his troubled look, Prince He Shuo chuckled and said, "Alright, victory or defeat is just speculation for now, let’s just watch the outcome ourselves."
"The Prince is right."
"Prince, it seems Mr. Chu doesn’t really have much interest in fighting Vice General Jiaxing."
Ru Xue noticed that Chu Ge was maneuvering Vice General Xing, seemingly dragging time rather than wanting to fight, yet she couldn’t discern Chu Ge’s intentions.
"Then what does the Princess Consort suggest?" Prince He Shuo lowered his gaze, his deep eyes instantly tinged with indulgence.
"How about a bet?"
Ru Xue said softly, "Actually, I think this Silver Silk Sword really doesn’t exhibit its full potential in Vice General Xing’s hands; they say fine swords are given to heroes. If Mr. Chu wins, why not gift the Silver Silk Sword to him?"