sbdcsierra Chapter 153 Bonus
Chapter 153 Bonus
Upon hearing this, Prince Rui was filled with respect and exclaimed sincerely, "As expected of General Yang's daughter, she is truly extraordinary and a woman who is just as capable as any man!"
Zi Guang, who was watching from the side, frowned and looked worried after hearing their words.
"Young lady, do you think Lord Qingying can defeat his opponent and win this match?"
Long Chuqing was equally focused on the competition on the field. After hearing Zi Guang's question, she stroked her chin and fell into deep thought.
Seeing this, Qing Tong chimed in, "In my opinion, the two sides are evenly matched, and it's really hard to predict who will win. The chances of winning this match are fifty-fifty for each side!"
Zi Guang looked helpless upon hearing this: "Lord Qing Tong, what you said is as good as saying nothing at all."
"I think he can win," Long Chuqing said confidently, stroking his chin. "Yeah... everyone should have faith in him, believe that he will definitely win."
Xiao Han looked at Long Chuqing beside him and nodded in agreement: "Yeah, I also think he will win. If he loses, we'll deduct his monthly salary when we get back."
Upon hearing this, King Xuan said, "Losing and having your monthly salary deducted is too cruel! Seventh brother, you're too ruthless."
Long Chu listened and sneered: "Qing Tong, tell Qing Ying loudly that if he loses this match, his monthly salary will be deducted. That way, he will definitely fight desperately to win."
Upon hearing this, Qing Tong laughed, and then shouted at the top of his lungs toward the stage: "Qing Ying, the master said that if you lose, he will deduct your monthly salary when you get back."
At this moment, Qingying on the stage was too busy dealing with the battle to pay attention to anything else.
Yang Yi's strength was beyond his expectations. He thought Qingshan was already very strong, but he never expected that a girl could be so strong.
The competition was at a fever pitch, and he couldn't find a breakthrough. After a round of fighting, his arm was now numb from the impact.
Just when he was at his wit's end, he suddenly remembered what Long Chuqing had told him before he went on stage: don't fight head-on, use your wits.
He parried Yang Yi's attack, then retreated, briefly increasing the distance between them.
He began to calmly analyze the situation, quickly reviewing the moves and scenes of his fight with her in his mind.
The two clashed again with wooden sticks, but this time he did not use the same moves and strength as before.
Instead of constantly retaliating, he began to use his own advantages to launch a counterattack.
Long Chuqing smiled after reading it: "Qing Tong, it seems that what you shouted earlier had an effect. Qing Ying is starting to retaliate cleverly!"
She glanced at Xiao Han beside her, and the two smiled at each other.
Looking at Qingying, who was completely focused on the competition on the stage, Qing Tong crossed his arms and smiled knowingly: "Hehe... It really is true, this kid has found a way to break through."
After a fierce competition, Qingying remained calm and composed, finally found a weakness, and perfectly defeated Yang Yi, winning the match.
After it was over, Qingying and Yang Yi stood together in the middle of the ring.
Qingying clasped her hands in a respectful gesture and said humbly, "Miss's martial arts are superb, I truly admire them. I narrowly won, thank you for your guidance."
Yang Yi clasped his hands in return: "Young master, there's no need to be modest. Losing is losing. It's because my martial arts are not good enough and I'm not as good as yours. You are indeed very powerful. I should be the one learning from you. This time I used all my strength and had a great time."
"Go down and rest for a while. You're going to challenge my brother later. He's much stronger than me and won't be easy to deal with."
Qingying smiled and said, "Thank you. I will do my best."
He returned to the audience, approached Xiao Han, and grinned, "Master, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"
Xiao Han nodded in agreement: "Yeah, but it was a bit tough. I need to practice more when I get back."
Bronze put his arm around his shoulder: "Did you just hear me yell that if we lose, we'll lose our monthly salary? That's why you started playing like crazy."
Upon hearing this, Qingying looked puzzled. He had been focused on the fight and hadn't paid any attention to what others were saying.
"Huh... what did you say? I didn't hear you. What do you mean by losing your monthly salary?!"
Qing Tong and Long Chuqing exchanged a glance and smiled. It seemed that the kid hadn't heard them earlier.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Han instructed, "You will be fighting the young general in a while. Your martial arts skills are definitely not as good as his. Just do your best."
Qingying nodded: "Okay, I understand."
Long Chuqing asked curiously, "Is he very powerful?"
Xiao Han looked at her: "Yes, he's very powerful. Moreover, he's much stronger than his sister. Few people can match him. He's a rare military general in our dynasty."
“You have such a high opinion of him,” Long Chuqing replied, “He is still so young now, he will surely become a very powerful figure in the future.”
Xiao Han smiled and nodded in agreement.
After resting for a while, Qingying returned to the field. He stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Young General. It is an honor to spar with you today. I am not very skilled, so please give me your guidance."
Yang Jing returned the bow: "I dare not presume to offer guidance; we should be discussing this together. Please…" Yang Jing gestured for him to enter.
After speaking, their eyes sharpened, and they simultaneously launched attacks on each other, officially clashing.
They both wielded sticks, striking and sweeping with great force, each attack creating a powerful gust of wind around them.
After officially engaging in combat with Yang Jing, Qingying couldn't help but secretly wonder what this family had eaten to grow up, as each of them was incredibly strong.
Not long after the fight began, the area between his thumb and forefinger gripping the wooden stick was no longer numb, but rather throbbing with pain!
Just after the two had exchanged more than ten moves, Qingying was caught off guard and failed to block Yang Jing's sweeping wooden stick, which struck him squarely.
That blow was quite powerful; he was knocked back two steps.
After feeling the pain, he gritted his teeth, frowned, and quickly recovered before charging forward to meet the attack again.
Yang Jing was a brave and invincible figure in the army.
His martial arts skills were superb, and coupled with his immense strength, he had virtually no rivals in the army.
After joining the army, he rose through the ranks quickly, all thanks to his own abilities, without relying on any of his father's connections.
After exchanging dozens of blows, Qingying was ultimately no match for him, taking several hits before narrowly losing.
Qingying clasped her hands in a salute to Yang Jing and said humbly, "Young General, you are indeed brave and valiant. I am ashamed of my inferiority and am truly convinced. Thank you for your guidance."
Yang Jing humbly replied, "Brother, you flatter me."
Although Qingying ultimately lost to Yang Jing, she still received a prize of five hundred taels of silver.
He walked back to Xiao Han and the others with a smug look on his face, smiling as he showed them the silver notes, completely forgetting the pain he was in.
Qing Tong looked at the silver note in his hand with envy, and Xiao Han, who was standing next to him, saw this scene.