I Conquer the World For My Duke

Everyone stopped talking and looked over.

The person who spoke was a tall and sturdy man. After he finished speaking, he picked up the wine cup and gulped it down. Then, he abruptly placed the wine cup back on the table, letting out a crisp "bang" sound.

Everyone on the field paused for a moment, but a white-robed youth quickly interjected. "If Young Master Zhou can't afford to lose, then why do you have to come and embarrass yourself?" Third Miss of Bai Family has a gentle temperament, and naturally, you have to be refined in order to be compatible with her.

"It's precisely because of the gentle temperament of the Third Miss of Bai Family, that the beauties are worthy of the heroes. If the two of them can only be under the moon, then if they were to encounter some thief or bandit, would you also compose a poem to repel them!?" The man had a look of disdain as he replied.

The young man in white scoffed, "A boorish fellow who only knows how to dance with swords and make spears all day, why not be the Third Miss of Bai Family's bodyguard? Why did you come here to be the Third Miss of Bai Family's husband?!"

"You!" The man's eyes flashed with ferocity, he cupped his hands towards Gaochang Marquis: "Master Hou, didn't you say that there will be a sword competition today as well? Why not compete now, to save some people from knowing how to use flowery words, but in the end, you can't bring out your true abilities!"

"This …" Gaochang Marquis stroked his long beard, seeing that the princes beside him did not have any intention of refuting, he smiled and nodded: "That's fine, come!"

Gaochang Marquis stretched out both of his hands and struck them again.

Very quickly, two servants came up carrying a wooden frame. When he turned around, Bai Zheng saw that there were many swords on the wooden frame.

"Not all young masters know about this sword competition, so I don't force anyone here and just issue a challenge. However, time is limited today, and only two or three moves will be needed for the match. Whoever can defeat the opponent with the least amount of moves will be considered to be the winner, but please note that everyone here is a genius.

"Thank you, Master Hou." In the crowd, the burly man who had just proposed a sword competition stood up and walked to the center to salute everyone. He picked up his sword from the wooden shelf, turned around, and raised his chin towards the youth in white, "I am the son of the Minister of War, Zhou Chao, and challenge this young master."

The youth's face stiffened as he stammered, "Who …" Who said they wanted to challenge you? "

Zhou Chao looked down at him in disdain, "Wasn't this young master very sharp-tongued just now? He was on the verge of losing?"

The youth glared at him, "Since the marquis said that this challenge is a free challenge, then shouldn't this challenge be my freedom? Sir Zhou, please invite someone else!"

"Ha!" It really is a straw bag with an embroidered pillow. " Zhou Chao sneered.

The two of them were in a stalemate, and the situation turned cold for the moment.

All of the young masters present were proud to begin with, and now that they were in front of Bai Zheng, Zhou Chao looked extremely aggressive, causing no one to dare appear at this time, afraid that if they did not succeed, they would lose face.

Feng Linyuan sipped on his tea, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Feng Jingxuan frowned and looked around, then suddenly looked at Feng Jingyi and said: "Fifth brother, why aren't you going up to fight?"

Feng Jingyi lowered his eyes, "Since this young master is so unsatisfied, it is only right that we give him a chance to show off."

"Fifth brother is considerate." Feng Jingxuan snorted, he turned and glanced at Feng Jingye, only to see him closing his eyes tightly, as if he was meditating, and instantly becoming anxious.

He turned back and gave her a small look.

"Let me help this Young Master accept the challenge." Very soon, a young master with a long body and jade body laughed loudly and stood up with his clothes on. He walked to the center of the room. He turned around leisurely and cupped his fists towards Zhou Chao, saying, "I am Liu Zhixuan of the Censor's residence. Greetings, young master Zhou."

Zhou Chao sized up Liu Zhixuan and laughed loudly, "I never thought that not only is Sir Liu's painting skills exceptional, his courage is also extraordinary."

Liu Zhixuan smiled. He casually picked up a sword and said, "My swordsmanship is not bad either. Young Master Zhou, sorry for the offense."

As he spoke, sword lights danced about, and the cold light was awe-inspiring.

With a "zheng" sound, the sword clashed with Zhou Chao's body. Zhou Chao seemed to be very big and tall, but when he wielded his sword, he was extremely nimble. His sword's aura was extremely sharp and merciless as it shot towards Liu Zhixuan.

Liu Zhixuan was also extremely fast, she turned and avoided Zhou Chao's sword with ease. With a wave of his sword, Bai Zheng could only hear a few sword sounds, the sword movements were fast and quick, all the parts that were pierced were vital points.

Everyone watched intently, not even daring to breathe.

"This is bad!" Feng Jingxuan bellowed, and Liu Zhixuan's sword flew out.

Zhou Chao placed his sword on Liu Zhixuan's neck and said coldly, "Thank you, Young Master Liu."

Liu Zhixuan's eyes widened in disbelief and his face paled.

"Clap clap!"

Amidst the silence, Feng Jingye clapped his hands, and laughed: "Young Noble Zhou's martial arts are outstanding, you truly deserve to be called a young hero."

Zhou Chao sheathed his sword and bowed respectfully. Only then did he return to his seat in satisfaction.

After the opening battle, the atmosphere at the scene naturally became extremely tense. Very soon, people began to request for battle one after another. In an instant, sword lights and sword shadows flashed like fierce winds, and they were as fierce as thunder. The clanging sounds of weapons colliding were extremely intimidating.

Bai Zheng was speechless. In this era, it was not easy to be a young master in a powerful family, but looking at the people who went up on stage, all of them had extraordinary skills and strengths, it made Bai Zheng feel like she had arrived at the Martial Arts Conference.

After about seven or eight rounds, Soong Yiqing suddenly threw away the apple core as he watched the show. He stood up and cupped his fists to Feng Linyuan who was pouring tea for himself: "I am Soong Yiqing, and I challenge Dingyuan Marquis."

"Pfft ~" Bai Zheng almost spat out her tea. This Soong Yiqing was powerless, he actually dared to challenge Feng Linyuan?

Feng Linyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and placed the teapot on the table.

"Just treat it as giving me a chance. Allow me to show off in front of the Third Miss of Bai Family." Seeing that Feng Linyuan was not moved, Soong Yiqing asked for help.

"Young Master Soong speaks rightly. It has been a long time since this crown prince has seen Marquis Dingyuan's style. Back then, his swordsmanship was extraordinary and he was able to beat this crown prince down." Feng Jingye smiled slightly.

Feng Jingxuan also opened his mouth: "I remember when I was young, I followed Dingyuan Marquis to learn sword techniques, and was even despised for that. Today, no matter what, we must personally see the abilities of the Dingyuan Marquis. "

With that, everyone looked at Feng Linyuan with fervent eyes.

Bai Zheng lowered her head and laughed, she had already understood what Soong Yiqing meant.

Even if Feng Linyuan didn't have the heart to help, with his status, sitting in the marriage seat would naturally become the number one public enemy in Feng Jingye's and Feng Jingxuan's heart. But because Feng Linyuan had not appeared for a long time, the two of them did not understand his current strength. Thus, they would definitely use all kinds of methods to force Feng Linyuan to make a move.

Since he knew he couldn't avoid it, he might as well take the initiative and take the initiative.

The corner of Feng Linyuan's mouth lifted slightly as he stood up casually.

Seeing that Feng Linyuan had accepted the challenge, Soong Yiqing shook his white teeth in satisfaction and walked over to the sword pile to carefully select a weapon. After comparing it for a long time, he finally picked out a sword with an agate on the hilt. He smiled and said, "I'll take this one! It can barely be considered to be worthy of this young master's handsome and unrestrained temperament. "

Without even looking, Feng Linyuan casually picked up a sword, seeing that Soong Yiqing was finally done picking, he extended his hand out and gestured a "please" gesture.

Everyone, who had nearly lost their patience from Soong Yiqing's selection, finally had to wait for the most anticipated moment.

"Fifth brother, open your eyes wide and take a good look. Lord Dingyuan's elegance hasn't been seen for six years …" Feng Jingye's excited voice suddenly died down, and his eyes widened, as he looked at the stage in disbelief.