Red Mansion: Picking up a Lin Daiyu

Chapter 66 Invincible Appearance
Yue Ling leaped into the arena, waved his robe, took out his extremely sharp sword, and pointed it sideways at his opponent.

"Young Master Liu, please."

Liu Xianglian's face was still as cold as before, and there was no sign of any emotional fluctuation at all, as if he had no emotions at all.

Seeing Yue Ling already making his sword moves, Liu Xianglian cupped his fists and bowed, saying, "General Yue, I'm sorry."

In the field, Yue Ling in black and Liu Xianglian in white were ten steps apart, forming a sharp contrast that attracted everyone's attention.

The King of Qin and King Kang stopped eating and drinking. Even the maids serving on the side, the dancers and musicians who were taking a break, were staring closely at the scene.

From the increasingly chilly atmosphere in the field, everyone understood that this was not a sword dance, but a competition.

Liu Xianglian, nicknamed "Cold-faced Erlang" in the underworld, has already defeated more than a handful of outlaws at his age. King Kang has a certain degree of confidence in Liu Xianglian, and has already tested his skills. Not to mention that he is invincible in the underworld, even among his generation of similar age, he is already invincible.

This is why King Kang sought him out.

King Kang also heard that Yue Ling had defeated three spears with a single sword in his mansion, but those three were only slightly famous. Even with their combined attack, they were no match for Liu Xianglian, and now they have been sent away to feed the horses.

"It's just a little boring, my brother, would you like to add some fun?"

People in the military gamble their lives for wealth and honor, and there are few who don't love gambling. These words hit the mark exactly what the King of Qin wanted.

The King of Qin nodded and said, "Since my brother is interested, I naturally cannot be left out. So, what is the prize?"

King Kang thought for a moment and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll use the horse you ride as a bet. I lost a horse at the border, and now there is a vacancy. Don't be reluctant to part with it, my brother."

The horse that the King of Qin is riding now is none other than the Ferghana horse from the Western Regions. It has been with him through life and death for several years, and has excellent horsepower. It has protected its master many times, and he treats it like a family member, so how could he give it away so easily?

However, he didn't believe that Yue Ling would lose.

The King of Qin had a calm face and replied, "Okay, since my brother is well prepared, how can I be petty?"

King Kang asked, "What does my brother want from me?"

King Qin thought for a while and shook his head, "I don't lack anything in my house, so why not give it to Yue Ling, as he does lack something in his house."

King Kang showed some interest and asked, "Oh? What is he missing?"

The King of Qin said, "He lacks a large house and servants to serve him. He has lived in my house for so long that even I have forgotten to prepare things for him."

Prince Kang laughed and said, "Hahaha, no problem, no problem. These are nothing compared to my brother's BMW."

……

The bet between the two princes had no effect on the two people on the field.

The musician played the pipa softly, and the postures of the two people gradually changed.

As the saying goes, it is better to strike first than to strike first.

In a sword-fighting contest, the one who strikes first is at an advantage, and Liu Xianglian is well aware of this.

Having experienced many life-and-death battles, he was not polite and quickly approached Yue Ling, attacking with sword in hand.

Like Liu Xianglian's appearance, the sword moves he wielded were extremely sharp, like a dancing long snake, making it impossible to tell which way to go.

The King of Qin who was watching from the side also felt this momentum and was shocked. "When he was dancing with the sword just now, this kid actually hid his weakness. He is also a good swordsman. Yue Ling..."

But Yue Ling remained unmoved. He waited until Liu Xianglian approached within two or three steps and then instantly changed the edge of his sword.

He only raised the hilt of the sword and blocked Liu Xianglian's sword swing. The swords collided, making a crisp sound, and the two quickly separated.

Liu Xianglian's heart sank. As soon as he met the enemy, he knew that Yue Ling was not just a name, but had seen through his methods, which was why he was so calm.

He had never encountered such a powerful opponent before, and he unconsciously clenched the hilt of the sword tightly.

"Come again!"

As the music entered a rapid tone, Liu Xianglian swung his sword faster and faster, attacking Yue Ling like a storm.

The sword moves were swift and fierce, each one stabbing at Yue Ling's vital points.

However, Yue Ling's experience was beyond Liu Xianglian's imagination. He was able to dodge the attacks calmly by twisting and turning his body, and even launched a few counterattacks, forcing Liu Xianglian to gradually switch from the offensive to the defensive.

As a leader among his peers, Liu Xianglian was unwilling to be suppressed. He took a step forward and stabbed Yue Ling at the cost of his own life, hoping to exchange injury for injury.

Yue Ling had never expected that he could risk his life like this, and could only chop continuously to block the sword's force and raise his sword to block it.

With a life-and-death sword strike, he took back the initiative that Liu Xianglian wanted. He stabbed the sword again to test the opponent, and then used the left and right horizontal sword strike as a killing move to attack Yue Ling's armpits.

When masters fight, chaos can easily occur in a hurry.

Yue Ling responded calmly throughout the whole process. He was only startled just now. Now that he was mentally prepared to fight again, Liu Xianglian would not be able to gain much of an advantage.

On the court, Liu Xianglian was gradually forced back by Yue Ling, and even his hands felt numb and he was running out of strength.

With his eyes fixed on Yue Ling, Liu Xianglian's determination to win did not change. He gradually held the sword with both hands, intending to have a final fight with Yue Ling.

At this time, King Kang, who had recovered from his shock, hurriedly said, "Liu Erlang, if you can't defeat the enemy, retreat and don't get hurt."

Liu Xianglian threw his robe aside and said in a cold voice: "I haven't lost yet!"

After saying that, he raised his sword and walked forward again. This time, when he got close to Yue Ling, he did not attack actively. Instead, he dodged and led Yue Ling closer to the edge of the field.

Suddenly, the sword was placed horizontally, and a ray of light shot out from the palace lantern, reflecting from the sword surface of Liu Xianglian onto Yue Ling's eyes.

With just this split second of opportunity, Liu Xianglian quickly rose up, turned around, gathered his strength, and slashed with his sword in both hands with all his might.

Everyone thought Yue Ling would be disturbed by the light for a moment, but unexpectedly, Yue Ling had already closed his eyes and used the Su Qin's sword-carrying move to block the attack, and took the opportunity to remove the sword force, allowing the remaining power of Liu Xianglian's sword move to smash directly into the ground, splitting several jade slabs and sending debris flying on the spot.

Yue Ling's eyes widened with anger. He kicked Liu Xianglian's wrist and then his shoulder, sending him flying backwards and landing heavily on the stone steps in the middle of the lobby.

Then he picked up Liu Xianglian's sword with the tip of his sword and threw it towards the stone steps.

King Kang hurriedly said, "Commander Yue, please show mercy!"

However, he didn't expect that the sword had already been shot out, but it deflected a few millimeters from Liu Xianglian's head and hit the ground by the tip of his ear.

The strings of the pipa in the musician's hand broke, the melody came to an abrupt end, and the hall fell silent.

While everyone was in a trance, the King of Qin immediately stood up and applauded, saying, "Good, great kung fu!"

After the competition, the servants of the palace came forward, lifted Liu Xianglian up and sent him outside for treatment.

When passing by Yue Ling, Liu Xianglian said weakly: "There are always people better than you. You are very strong, much stronger than me."

Yue Ling was not annoyed by his tricks and responded generously, "You are also very strong, but you just met me."

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