From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 47
"Who's on the training ground?" Meng Yuan asked while getting dressed.

"I don't know you, but you look like an important person! Hu Qian asked me to call you and told you to hurry over!" Tie Niu was in a panic and helped Meng Yuan carry his clothes.

"Tie Niu." Meng Yuan held Tie Niu's hand and said seriously, "The sky has not fallen yet. Remember, no matter what happens, you must remain calm. Especially for those of us who learn martial arts, we must remain calm when we encounter enemies or dangers in the future."

Seeing that Meng Yuan was serious, Tie Niu quickly agreed.

Meng Yuan put on his clothes, tied his hair, washed his face, and then went out with a knife.

The training ground was right next door. Before I even went in, I could hear a lot of chaos inside.

When the door was opened, they saw nine students in total on the martial arts field. Except for Hu Qian who did not participate in the battle, the other eight were fighting in pairs, and they were using real swords.

These people have all learned the Kuangfeng Sword Technique. Although they do not know how to circulate their true Qi, they are all people who have practiced it every day, so they can use it with great vigor.

Hu Qian stood aside with a rather gloomy look on her face.

There was also Ren Debiao who had been coming to the training ground frequently recently. He stood beside Hu Qian with his arms folded, and occasionally tilted his head to talk to Hu Qian, but Hu Qian simply ignored him.

There were also a few scholars and guests surrounding the prince Dugu Kang, pointing and talking at the side.

Dugu Kang was a fat man with big ears, now dressed in scholar's attire. He was walking in front of the students with one hand behind his back and a folding fan in the other. He must be thinking of some poetry again.

"I thought it was a big deal, but it turns out that the great poet has come!" Meng Yuan was not sure whether the prince came for him, so he wanted to find his acquaintance Wang Xiucai to ask what was going on, but found that Wang Xiucai was not there.

There was no way. Seeing that Dugu Kang was watching seriously and didn't pay any attention to him, Meng Yuan pulled a scholar to the side to help out.

"Where is Mr. Wang?" Meng Yuan and Nie Yannian had given money to Mr. Wang before, so they were old ties.

The idler saw that Meng Yuan looked familiar, so he replied, "Old Wang is taking a day off today."

"You hangers-on, do you take turns to rest?" Meng Yuan learned something new.

"What?" The idler was immediately anxious after hearing this. "When the cattle and horses have time to rest, why can't we take a rest?"

"I was mistaken." Meng Yuan quickly apologized and asked, "Why are you here, my lord? Swords don't have eyes. It would be bad if you get hurt."

"The princess summoned the prince to question him. After coming out of Jingyuan, the prince heard shouting over here and came to take a look." The idle man stroked his beard and comforted him, "Don't worry, the prince will write two poems and then go back."

Meng Yuan nodded, and was relieved to see that the prince was not here to settle old scores.

Meng Yuan had also asked Wang Xiucai before, and he knew that the prince was indeed a pure person. He was not addicted to women, delicacies, fine wine, fancy clothes, or gold and silver. He only liked writing poetry, and he would not be happy if he did not write a few poems every day.

He really doesn't have any bad intentions and is truly born to be rich.

In this case, Meng Yuan ignored him and waited for the prince to finish writing the poem and then leave.

Hu Qian saw Meng Yuan coming, so she ran over and said, "This is outrageous! We have become performers to make people laugh!"

"Please bear with your anger for a while." Meng Yuan knew that she was arrogant, so he tried to comfort her.

"If the prince asked us to perform martial arts, I wouldn't mind." Hu Qian pulled Meng Yuan aside, "After all, the prince is... that pure person. It was Ren Debiao who instigated us to fight!"

Hearing this, Meng Yuan looked at Ren Debiao, who also looked over and nodded proudly.

"Got it!" Prince Dugu Kang suddenly said, hit his palm with a folding fan, and took two steps forward.

Everyone looked over, and the students who were fighting stopped.

Dugu Kang chanted slowly, "I came to the parade ground to watch the martial arts performance, with swords and long knives dancing back and forth. Both men and women were like fierce tigers, scaring the birds into fluttering."

What a mess! Meng Yuan felt that even if Xiangling was brought here to teach him for two days, the poem she wrote would be better than this one!

But the prince brought some flatterers with him, and those literati and scholars started to brag about him.

Meng Yuan silently took note of the boasting words of the guests, waiting for Xiangling to learn how to write poems in the future so that he could use them to flatter Xiangling.

"Oh my! I'm inspired to write a poem!" Dugu Kang was extremely happy after being praised for his unparalleled poetic talent. He immediately waved his hands and said, "Hurry up! Fight more vigorously! I want to write another frontier poem!"

Meng Yuan glanced at the guest and took out ten taels of silver and handed it to him, meaning that he should quickly get rid of this great god!

Meng Yuan did not have any ill feelings towards this prince. After all, he had no bad intentions and no bad intentions, so he could just coax him away.

The Qingke was also used to collusion, so he immediately understood Meng Yuan's meaning and wanted to persuade Dugu Kang right away.

At this time, Ren Debiao stepped forward, bowed, and said, "Then I will show off my skills in front of the prince!" After that, he looked at Meng Yuan and said, "Meng Yuan, didn't Master Nie teach you a set of boxing techniques? Come on, let me see how you are doing!"

"Master Nie did not teach me the boxing method." Meng Yuan smiled and said, "Brother Ren, it's getting late. It's time to have lunch at the training ground."

"No problem, then try your Kuangfeng Sword Technique! You can kill the Buddha demon, so your skills must be pretty good. Let me test it!" Ren Debiao drew his sword.

Meng Yuan remembered that when they first came out of Taohualing, Master Nie said that he had gained something, but Ren Debiao had not, so he would have offended Ren Debiao.

Now it seems that Master Nie has a sharp eye. It turns out that Ren Debiao is still unwilling to accept the incident at Taohualing!

The students had never heard Meng Yuan talk about killing monsters, so when they heard Ren Debiao talk about it, they all looked at Meng Yuan curiously.

The prince Dugu Kang was also curious, so he turned his head and asked the guest in a low voice.

"Ren Debiao, you have already reached the eighth rank, and he has only been learning martial arts for less than three months. Why are you so arrogant?" Hu Qian complained.

"I am not good at fighting, please go ahead, Brother Ren." Meng Yuan did not draw his knife.

"You don't even dare to hold a knife, are you a hero?" Ren Debiao said.

"I captured the black and white sheep monster and seriously injured it. I chased the wolf monster and killed it with all my strength." Meng Yuan smiled and said, "Whether I am a hero or not, I am afraid you are not qualified to ask."

Ren Debiao had only made minor contributions during his trip to Taohualing. Hearing this, he immediately became angry and thrust his sword forward, "Then let me see how good you are at killing monsters!"

Meng Yuan ignored him and even turned around, showing his back to Ren Debiao.

Ren Debiao drew his knife very quickly and immediately touched Meng Yuan's back, but he did not dare to stab him in the end.

Meng Yuan has seen through this man. He does have good aptitude for martial arts, but he lacks the ability to tolerate others. He looks fierce but is timid.

When Ren Debiao saw that Meng Yuan looked down on him, he immediately became angry and ashamed. He saw Tie Niu beside him and knew that this man was the closest to Meng Yuan, so he turned his knife and went towards Tie Niu.

Tie Niu didn't understand what was going on yet. When he saw the knife coming, he quickly raised it to block it. However, the knife was so fast that he managed to dodge it. Instead, the knife cut his arm, leaving a cut.

"Are you crazy?" Hu Qian couldn't bear it anymore and immediately came to rescue with a knife.

"I'm going to tell Master Nie!" Seeing that Hu Qian had taken action, Wu Changsheng quickly took action as well, raising his knife to chop Ren Debiao's right wing.

But Ren Debiao was already an eighth-grade cultivator, with abundant internal energy, and his knife was swift and fierce. He turned around and, with two bangs, he tore the knife out of Wu Changsheng's hand. Hu Qian managed to keep the knife, but was forced to retreat several steps.

Ren Debiao did not chase Hu Qian, but only scratched Wu Changsheng's left arm.

“Practice diligently and enter the level of breaking the mirror before you can get the true meaning of the sword!” Ren Debiao defeated three people in a row. He went to see Meng Yuan, but found that Meng Yuan still didn't come to see him. Just as he was about to show off his skills again, he heard Dugu Kang sighing repeatedly.

"It's boring!" Dugu Kang's fat face showed impatience, "You just beat those who are not as good as you, what's the point?"

“Let’s go!” Dugu Kang put his folding fan behind his neck and walked out immediately. When he passed by Meng Yuan, he actually grabbed Meng Yuan and said, “Come with me, let’s talk about killing the Buddha demon!”

Have you forgotten that I beat your dog?
"The training ground has not yet been over. I will tell the prince about it when the weather is fine next time." Meng Yuan said with a smile.

"You really don't want to come with me?" Dugu Kang turned around and glanced at Ren Debiao, and whispered, "If you don't leave, he will beat you up soon!"

Is this prince a fool? Seeing that Dugu Kang had a good conscience, Meng Yuan smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a competition."

Dugu Kang looked Meng Yuan up and down and said, "Then don't forget to come and talk to me about the Buddha demon!"

He patted his butt and left with his guests and servants.

The parade ground returned to peace.

Meng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the hilt of the knife at his waist, and said, "Brother Ren, you and I are both the princess's people, and we have both been taught by Master Nie."

"Do you want to have a fight?" Ren Debiao looked wary. He felt that Meng Yuan at this moment seemed to be the same as he was in Taohualing. At that time, this man killed Lang Da, but the excitement in his eyes had not faded, and there was a murderous aura.

"Brother Ren, there were many outsiders just now, and we fought against each other, which inevitably hurt the reputation of the princess." Meng Yuan pressed the handle of the knife and said, "You bullied me, I don't care. But Master Nie ordered me to be in charge of this place, and you hurt my companions. Now that the outsiders have left, you apologize to Tie Niu and Wu Changsheng and admit your mistakes, and the matter will be over."

"What if I don't admit it?" Ren Debiao sneered.

"Then you and I will compete to see who's better, and decide whether to live or die." Meng Yuan drew his sword.

(End of this chapter)