This series of actions happened in just a few seconds. When Yu Cheng's sword hit Chen Zui, Qiu Hua was so scared that he screamed. Xiao Wenyuan immediately stepped forward: "Yu Cheng!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Chen Zui stood firm, held the sword with both hands, and his blood was boiling all over his body.

Fencing means that the opponent is strong and powerful, not to mention that the sword body is very dull and it cannot hurt people.

"Don't let me first, I'll see your skills first." He said to Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng was used to being ruthless. He was suddenly attacked by Chen Zui just now. Instinct was ahead of reason and quickly counterattacked. Seeing Chen Zui staggering back by his knock, he was also shocked. When he calmed down, his subordinates relaxed a little.

But Chen Zui made a quicker and more ruthless attack than before. Judging from his pace and skills, it was obviously not the first time he touched a sword.

Yu Cheng's swordsmanship ranks first in the Hundred Flowers Federation, and it is actually very easy to beat Chen Zui. Although Chen Zui tried his best, he found that he could not compare with Yu Cheng's superb swordsmanship, even when he was a wine-wine.

Nowadays, my physical fitness is too poor, and my hands and feet cannot react, and I feel very strongly unable to do anything.

Just a few moves, he was defeated, and Yu Cheng was still one-handed.

He felt a little embarrassed, but no one else felt that way.

In their eyes, Chen Zui was expected to lose to Yu Cheng, but he didn't expect that Chen Zui's sword technique would be so fierce, with rapid attacks and firm perseverance, which far exceeded their existing impression of Chen Zui.

Qiu Hua's heart was thumping, and he turned his head to look at Xiao Wenyuan standing next to him.

The two of them are the people who have the most contact with Chen Zui.

Xiao Wenyuan's face became more serious, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yu Huaiyong kept staring at Chen Zui's butt.

This Queen Chen usually wears all clothes, beautiful and elegant, but loose, and most of the waist is seen. However, after wearing a more close-fitting fencing suit, his figure is fully highlighted, with long legs and buttocks, narrow waist and wide shoulders. If the flexibility and flexibility are better, it is simply the best, especially when his body drives out the sword, his little butt...

He rubbed his lips and moved his eyes upwards. He saw Chen Zui take off his mask and reveal a bright and flushed face.

Zhao Run first applauded and said, "I thought you didn't know this, but it turned out that you were also a master."

"I haven't played this for too long," Chen Zui panted and shook his hand with Yu Cheng, "Now I can't keep up with my physical strength."

"Is it okay?" Yu Cheng asked.

"It's okay." Chen Zui stroked his hair and said, "You are so awesome. It seems that I really have to worship you as my teacher."

"Your Highness is really hidden." Yu Huaiyong said.

Chen Zui turned his head and said, "How about comparing with you?"

Yu Huaiyong said: "This is something you rich people play with. I can only play with guns and swords. Why? Your Highness wants to try it with me?"

"Yes, Mu Jian can't hurt anyone anyway, so do you want to try?" Chen Zui said.

Yu Huaiyong did not know how to fencing, but when Chen Zui invited him to compete, he felt a little excited and sat up from the chair.

Xiao Wenyuan went to get the fencing suit, and Yu Huaiyong grabbed the sword in Yu Cheng's hand and said, "I don't wear that, come right."

As he said that, he held the bamboo sword in both hands and looked at Chen Zui.

Chen Zui smiled and put on the mask again. After putting on the mask, the smile on his face disappeared, and the mask covered his little expression.

He wants to teach Yu Huaiyong some lessons.

Yu Huaiyong stared at Chen Zui and said, "I have never played this before. I can't control the strength well in my hands. If I take a heavy move, don't be surprised by your highness."

"It's okay, just let it go, it's my fault if you hurt me." Chen Zui said.

The two of them touched the sword three times and separated. Chen Zui held the sword handle in both hands. As soon as he stepped back, he saw Yu Huaiyong slashing over with a loud "roar". He took advantage of the situation and took a step back, stepped on the ground and made a "bang" sound. After avoiding it, he immediately stabbed him. After taking a step forward, the bamboo sword directly hit Yu Huaiyong's throat three inches. He lifted the sword body upwards, and one button on the neckline of Yu Huaiyong was poked off and fell to the ground with a "bang".

His sudden stabbing force was extremely strong, and it was a vital point. Yu Huaiyong instinctively took two steps back and stood firm. He smiled and looked sharp. He attacked directly. He relied on his tall head and strong strength, and almost used chopping. Chen Zui blocked it with a sword, but his body could not support it. He was shocked through the gloves and staggered back a few steps. Yu Huaiyong made a very quick move and learned it quickly. He directly learned the move he had just now, and stabbed into his throat with one sword. Chen Zui turned his head and dodged, and the sword body wiped his mask and stabbed him. Yu Huaiyong held the sword in both hands and pushed it hard on his face. Chen Zui couldn't stand firm and was directly picked up to the ground.

He rolled on the ground and climbed up, his body was filled with blood. Yu Huaiyong took the opportunity to knock directly on his head. Chen Zui dodged several times and directly hit Yu Huaiyong's neck with a sword. Yu Huaiyong frowned, and a red mark immediately appeared on his neck. Before he could fight back, Chen Zui hit his head three times. These three swords were very good at mastering these three strokes. Neither he really made heavy moves, but his momentum and force were very fast, and he was just eager to stop. Yu Huaiyong was knocked three times in a row, and everyone was a little confused. Chen Zui stabbed his chest with another sword and poked him directly to the ground.

Chen Zui let out a long sigh, took off his mask, and reached out to pull Yu Huaiyong up.

Yu Huaiyong lost the sword in his hand and said, "I didn't let you."

"I didn't let you, either." Chen Zui said.

Yu Huaiyong grinned and suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled it hard. Chen Zui was shocked. He was about to be pulled into his arms by Yu Huaiyong, but at this moment, he felt that someone had grabbed the clothes on his back.

Yu Huaiyong took advantage of the situation and let go. Chen Zui, who had already lie down, was caught by the people behind him again. When he turned around, he found that it was Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng reached out to pull Yu Huaiyong again, but Yu Huaiyong stood up without reaching out.

Chen Zui felt that he should have taken advantage of the danger just now. Yu Huaiyong competed with him and did not wear any protective gear, so he took advantage of his actions. But now, Yu Huaiyong's arrogant and frivolous appearance should not talk about a gentlemanly demeanor to such a person.

"Your Highness is okay?" Yu Cheng asked.

"It's okay." He said, looking at Yu Huaiyong and said, "I'm going to have a draw."

Yu Huaiyong said: "I've said it a long time ago. I'm not good at playing with swords. If I were to compare with guns, I would be better off."

"Then I will compete with you after I learn shooting."

"Your Highness still wants to learn guns?" a royal family member next to him asked in surprise.

"Don't underestimate our Queen," said Yu Huaiyong: "He dares to fire any gun."

These men from the north never look down on the people in the south. Chen Zui was spoiled and would not take a few more steps. Judging from his weak appearance, he also knew that he knew nothing about the four skills of men. After he married into the royal family, the palace also held similar activities. Chen Zui always had a vase on his seat, and only looked at it and did not participate.

This time, these royal family members have completely changed his view of him.

Chen Zui tried his best in the battle just now. When he took off his fencing suit, Qiu Hua found that his back was wet.

Chen Zui wiped his face with a towel and said, "Now my body is really weak."

He found that if he wants to become stronger, he must first strengthen his body.

"If Your Highness wants to gain muscle, I can also tell the inner kitchen to pay attention when preparing meals for you," said Qiuhua.

"Forget it, the food for muscle building is not delicious, so I'd rather eat more meat."

Qiu Hua smiled, took the clothes he took off and put them on his hand, and said, "Is this your Highness to shock Huaiyong when he did this today?"

Chen Zui said: "This little fight can't shock anyone. I just want everyone to know that I'm different from before."

He said that and glanced at Qiu Hua.

Qiuhua said: "You are very different from before, and you are like a different person."

"Are you weird too?"

Qiu Hua said "Yes": "But I'm very happy to see Your Highness become like this."

But Chen Zui felt that this was far from enough.

The main thing is the body, his body can't keep up with his ambitions now.

After taking a shower, he started practicing sit-ups on the bed. After doing more than a dozen, he couldn't straighten his waist. He was lying there panting when he heard a knock on the door outside.

"Your Highness."

It's Yu Cheng.

Chen Zui immediately sat up: "Come in."

Yu Cheng had already changed into a set of clothes. This time he was wearing a black military uniform, and his whole body looked even more handsome. Chen Zui's eyes lit up and he asked with a smile: "Don't Yu Xiang want to transfer you away, right?"

"No." Yu Cheng said: "He called me to say something else."

"It has something to do with me?"

Yu Cheng nodded: "He heard that I knocked His Highness over to the ground and talked to me for a while, so he told me not to hurt you."

Chen Zui smiled and said, "He didn't blame you, right? This is all my stubbornness, but I didn't expect that my physical fitness is so poor now."

He said and patted the edge of the bed: "You are here just right. I'm doing sit-ups. I can't do it well by myself. Please help me press my legs."

Yu Cheng stood there without moving.

Chen Zui had already lay down: "Come on."

Yu Cheng sat down beside the bed and pressed his calves.

Chen Zui did four more. By the time the fifth one, the muscles in his waist kept trembling, but he couldn't lift them up no matter how hard he was.

He was determined to do another one, but Yu Cheng didn't know where to look at his eyes.

Because Chen Zui was only wearing a bathrobe, not only his calves were exposed, but his hands were holding his head and shaking, his bathrobe was loose, and the red cherry blossoms in the snow-capped mountains appeared again.

Although Yu Cheng was born as an aristocratic, he was young and lived in the military camp. He lived a hard life in the army and could not keep up with the conditions. He had seen all kinds of men. He had never seen any man who could be like this or that.

White and red have one thing in common.

Tender.

Such a tender body has a fierce soul. The white fingers held the sword and the rosy lips sucked cigarettes.

In the future, I may hold something else and hold something else.
Chapter completed!