The young girl giggled and said, "I did see a shadow injuring him just now."
Liu Sanbian hurriedly asked, "Where did it go?"
The young girl extended her fair hand and pointed in a random direction.
Liu Sanbian gestured, "Go and have a look."
A few young advisors rushed out.
Yan Li was startled. He did not know what she was planning. He thought about it and held his breath.
Ji Lianmei said coldly, "Sister, we are dealing with the traitor. It is not a good scene. You should go and play somewhere else."
"Wrong, wrong." The young girl smiled.
"What's wrong?" Ji Lianmei's eyes were cold.
The young girl smiled, "Last night I was at the Sky Eagle Pavilion. I saw the person who was having an affair with the pervert."
"It was this old man?" Ji Lianmei asked.
"It was him." The young girl pointed at Yang Kaitai.
"No, it wasn't me …" Yang Kaitai shouted, "Princess, you have to believe me. It really wasn't me … It was Feng Kaishan. He did it …"
"You still dare to deny it." The young girl's pretty face suddenly turned cold. She stretched out her hand and flicked.
A pink energy shot out and penetrated Yang Kaitai's head.
Ji Lianmei's expression was extremely ugly. She said, "Since you saw the pervert, why didn't you kill him?"
The young girl said matter-of-factly, "I am just a weak girl. How could I defeat the pervert?"
Everyone glanced at Yang Kaitai's body out of the corner of their eyes. They were all speechless.
Even Yan Li did not know whether to laugh or cry. He did not understand what she was doing. What good would saving Feng Kaishan do for her?
Ji Lianmei gritted her teeth so hard that they were about to break. She forced herself to calm down and said, "Thank you, sister, for killing the traitor for me."
The young girl giggled, "I live in the Imperial Residence. I eat and drink from the Princess. You don't have to worry about such a small matter."
She stared at Feng Kaishan who was lying on the ground. "What? Why are you still here? Do you want to stay for dinner? "
Feng Kaishan said in disbelief, "I, I can go now?"
"Get lost!" Ji Lianmei shouted.
Feng Kaishan was overjoyed. He stood up and bowed to the girl, "Thank you, thank you …" Then he ran away as if he was escaping.
"Then, then I'll also …" Li San took the opportunity to stand up. Seeing that no one was stopping him, he quickly jumped off the stage and ran away in ecstasy.
Ji Lianmei gave Feng Shangling a look.
Feng Shangling grinned hideously. He waved the sword feather in his hand and immediately shot out several cold stars.
Li San, who was in the midst of fleeing, suddenly seemed as if he was torn apart by five horses. His limbs and head were severed by the cold stars, and he died miserably on the ground.
The young girl pretended not to see and said in a sweet voice, "Junzhu, recently perverted thieves have been running rampant, I don't dare to go out alone. I want to ask you for someone to protect me."
When Yuan Kun and the others heard this, they were immediately tempted. However, they still pretended to look down and didn't dare to show that they were tempted.
Just thinking about staying by the young girl's side twenty-four hours a day made them happy. They would probably wake up laughing even in their dreams.
Ji Lianmei's beautiful eyes glanced at Liu Sanbian and the others. She said, "Which one do you want, little sister? Just pick one."
"I want him." The young girl extended her slender finger and giggled. She pointed at Yan Li, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead.
Everyone was shocked. Then, they all stared at Yan Li with jealousy.
Yan Li didn't know that he was pointing at himself. He was thinking about this matter leisurely. He wondered if he should take this opportunity to walk around Huajiang City. Then, he thought that if Feng Kaishan was smart enough, he should be on his way back to pack his valuables.
"Oh?" Ji Lianmei smiled faintly. "Our Building of Heroes is full of masters. You don't want him, but you want a third-class guard. Could it be that he is a master in disguise?"
Yan Li knew he was in trouble when he heard this. This b * tch really didn't have any good intentions.
Lin Jing went up and kicked Yan Li twice. "Get up. Isn't it just a broken rib? Quickly get up and let the princess see if you are qualified to be Miss Weiwei's guard!" His words were full of jealousy and hatred.
Yan Li stood up and glanced at Lin Jing. Then, he cupped his fists at Ji Lianmei. "Princess, I am not qualified for this position. Please find someone else."
Lin Jing couldn't help but feel a little frightened when he was looked at. He frowned strangely.
"Presumptuous." Ji Lianmei said faintly, "Who gave you the right to refuse? Since Sister Weiwei has spoken, as her elder sister, I must fulfill her wish. However, to protect Sister Weiwei, you can't be too weak. Lin Jing, come and test his skills."
"Yes!" Lin Jing was overjoyed.
Without giving Yan Li a chance to choose, Ji Lianmei had already taken the lead and walked down the stage to give the two enough space.
"Kid, come, come, let me see how strong you are." Lin Jing held the rod in his right hand and pointed at Yan Li with his left hand.
Yan Li spat out a mouthful of blood and slowly straightened his back.
His figure was tall and straight. Coupled with that valiant fake face, his body immediately exuded a kind of masculine aura when he straightened his back. This suddenly made him extremely charming.
Lin Jing, who was slightly short and had a delicate appearance, suddenly gave people a feeling of "showy but impractical".
Ji Lianmei's eyes lit up. There was a different meaning in them. "Let's begin."
Lin Jing obviously felt a sense of oppression. He tightened the rod in his hand. Suddenly, like a dragon coming out of the sea, the long rod with a metallic luster had already arrived in front of Yan Li's face.
Yan Li raised the sheathed long sword that he got from the arsenal and held it horizontally with his right hand.
Clang!
The crisp sound of metal and stone colliding resounded. At the point of collision, a wave of air that was visible to the naked eye spread in all directions.
Of course, Yan Li couldn't use the Hidden Sword Secrets. He couldn't even use all his absolute arts. Otherwise, if he was exposed, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
He naturally injected his vitality into this block. In other words, this was a contest of cultivation between him and Lin Jing.
Six elemental tides allowed him to fight evenly with Lin Jing. This meant that in terms of the quality of his vitality, he was far superior to Lin Jing.
If he used the Hidden Sword Secrets, Lin Jing's head would instantly be removed.
In a situation where he couldn't use his absolute arts, he was the same as those loose practitioners who only had cultivation without any techniques. He had to rely on his skills. Some loose practitioners didn't dare to take a step into the hunting ground in their entire lives, so they were reduced to being porters. Some loose practitioners stepped out and refined themselves through constant fighting. This was how they obtained their absolute arts and finally became the best.
However, it was obviously unfair because Lin Jing didn't need to hold back.
First grade martial artists like him who had treasured weapons usually mastered ultimate arts.
After the first round of probing, both sides had grasped the other's basic information. What followed was the real fight.
Lin Jing let out a low roar. Vitality burst forth from his body and an extremely strong force came from the staff, shaking Yan Li away. Taking advantage of Yan Li's unsteady footing and retreating, Lin Jing took two quick steps forward, raised the staff above his head with both hands, and smashed it down.
Yan Li exerted force with his right leg and stopped his retreating momentum. Not only did he not retreat, but he also drew his sword and pressed forward. The hundred refined fine steel sword was unsheathed and turned into a piercingly cold light, stabbing toward Lin Jing's throat from his right side.
Lin Jing's staff was actually a test. It looked fierce and overbearing, but in fact, he held back thirty percent of his strength. This was also his habit. At this time, the staff immediately sank and swept diagonally downward at an even faster speed.
If this continued, Yan Li's sword would stop three inches away from Lin Jing's throat, and the terrifying power contained in the staff would smash Yan Li off the stage.
However, Lin Jing didn't know that Yan Li was a grandmaster of changing moves. In his dictionary, there was no such thing as returning Qi.
As everyone knew, when a Rank-3 martial artist reached Rank-3, Qi would flow through the acupoints of the body and enter the meridian nodes with Vitality, which would greatly enhance the physical qualities of strength, agility, and other aspects.
However, when a cultivator made a move, they didn't always pour their Qi into the whole body. Instead, they concentrated it where it was needed.
Lin Jing had held back thirty percent of his strength when he swung his staff down.
However, Yan Li didn't. He was always full of strength at all times, so Lin Jing only felt his eyes blur. The long staff was flicked away and his abdomen suddenly suffered a heavy blow.
The people below the stage saw Yan Li's sword that was originally stabbing toward Lin Jing suddenly turn. His movements were as smooth as flowing water, giving people the illusion that he was prepared to do this.
When the long staff was flicked away, the scabbard in Yan Li's left hand had already moved forward.
At the same time that Lin Jing couldn't help but slightly bend his waist, Yan Li's left foot touched the ground and spun. His right foot was like a long whip as he suddenly made a roundhouse kick, heavily hitting the right side of Lin Jing's face.
"Oh!"
Lin Jing let out a muffled groan and actually fell more than ten feet away. The right side of his face immediately became slightly red and swollen.
Everyone was stunned in place. In Ju Ying Lou, Lin Jing was the strongest after the three masters, but he was actually slapped in the face by a Rank-3 bodyguard. It was simply inconceivable.
Especially Liang Junlong, he simply couldn't believe his eyes. Suddenly recalling his attitude just now, he immediately regretted it.
Yan Li raised his eyebrows and said, "This is for you!"
"How dare you, how dare you …" Lin Jing's face immediately swelled to the color of a pig's liver. With a roar, his left palm suddenly hit the ground. The bluestone cracked, and his whole body bounced up like a machine. Before he landed on the ground, the long staff in his hand had already left his hand.
The long staff turned into a shooting meteor, but his speed was faster than the shooting star. He actually arrived in front of Yan Li one step ahead of the long staff, and fiercely smashed his fist towards Yan Li's face.
Yan Li took half a step back, avoiding the heavy punch.
Lin Jing's style had another change. His body didn't borrow force in mid-air, but he actually hooked his leg, and his long leg smashed towards Yan Li like a war hammer.
This move was also as fast as lightning. Yan Li didn't have time to dodge, so he could only return his sword to the scabbard to block.
Bang!
A rapid sound of air exploding rang out. Under the situation where he didn't have the assistance of the Hidden Sword Spell, Yan Li couldn't block the powerful force at all. He couldn't help but step back.
These few movements happened in a very short amount of time, and only now did the long staff approach Yan Li.
Lin Jing laughed nastily, and taking advantage of the fact that Yan Li's aura was difficult to gather, he grabbed onto the flying long staff. His body borrowed the force of the long staff to soar into the air and actually continued to soar into the air. At the same time, he emitted large amounts of Origin Energy, and his body spun rapidly like a top.
"Furious Dragon Pierces the Heart!"
He was originally in the form of a long staff, but under the sharp awl formed by the spiraling force, it actually formed into a spear.
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