Ming Dynasty: Regrets about the Jingnan Rebellion? I changed it in a dream!

Chapter 48: The Disgraced Lan Yu

Zhu Di looked at Mu Chun in front of him very calmly.

He took off his robe, leaving only a thin inner shirt.

Mu Ying then shouted loudly: "The duel begins."

The words fell.

Mu Chun lowered his center of gravity and stared at Zhu Di with a fierce look.

Soon, he began to attack.

Fight with bare hands, or take the initiative and resolve the situation as quickly as possible.

Either strike back and use your endurance to wear down the opponent.

Obviously, Muchun belongs to the former.

He wanted to use his explosive power to end the battle as quickly as possible.

But Zhu Di did not give him any chance every time Mu Chun tried to pester Zhu Di.

They will be freed.

Zhu Di was like a loach at this moment, and Mu Chun couldn't catch him at all.

After going back and forth, Mu Chun was a little out of breath.

"Are you really starting to get tired?"

Like his father Mu Ying, Mu Chun has a thin and elegant build.

It has strong explosive power but lacks endurance.

After several rounds of negotiations, Mu Chun was obviously beginning to lose strength, but Zhu Di's breathing was steady at this moment.

As time went by, Mu Chun gradually became impatient. If he continued to waste time with Zhu Di like this.

I will definitely lose.

Looking at Zhu Di in front of him, who was calm and composed from beginning to end, Mu Chun couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

"Why doesn't he even breathe?"

At the same time, Mu Ying in the stands looked at this scene and smiled.

"It looks like Chun'er is going to lose."

Although Zhu Biao was not very proficient in martial arts.

But he could also see that Mu Chun had always been following Zhu Di's rhythm.

Every time he wanted to use his explosive power to throw Zhu Di to the ground, Zhu Di was like a loach.

He broke free from his restraints in an instant, causing his physical strength to be wasted.

There was a hint of surprise in Lan Yu's eyes, but he still didn't take Zhu Di seriously.

"I just know how to run away."

Zhu Biao listened to these words, glanced at Lan Yu, and noticed a hint of displeasure in Zhu Biao's eyes.

Lan Yu shut up obediently.

While thinking, Mu Chun hugged Zhu Di again and wanted to throw him to the ground.

Unexpectedly, Mu Chun suddenly ran out of strength at this moment.

Just when he was exhausted, Zhu Di seized the opportunity and threw him over his shoulder.

Mu Ying was thrown heavily to the ground.

Xu Yungong looked at this scene and murmured, "Good timing."

Seeing this, Mu Ying laughed and said, "Hahaha, well done."

This expression immediately made Zhu Biao and Lan Yu a little confused.

Which one is your son?

Although Mu Chun was a little bit unbelievable, he still lost.

Sure enough, I still lack endurance.

Mu Chun lay on the ground for a long time, then stood up and said to Zhu Di, "You win this game."

Zhu Di nodded lightly.

"Ah."

Maybe it’s because I’m getting older, I don’t seem to care so much about winning or losing.

Whether it was winning Xu Yungong or winning Muchun, that desire to win seemed to have disappeared.

After giving Mu Chun some time to relax, both sides appeared on the ring again, holding wooden sticks.

Just when everyone thought that this would be a protracted war.

Ten breaths later.

Mu Chun stood there stiffly.

His pupils were dilated, full of disbelief.

The wooden stick in his hand had been knocked down, and Zhu Di's stick was against his chest.

If this wooden stick had a gun tip, he would have died on the spot.

No one reacted.

Mu Ying also looked a little surprised. He knew that Zhu Di's martial arts had now surpassed Mu Chun, but this was a bit too exaggerated.

Ten breaths of time. If it was a life-and-death battle, Mu Chun would probably have died.

Is this really an ability that a prince who is only twenty years old and has never been to the battlefield can possess?

Fast, accurate and ruthless, without any delay.

"Fourth Brother..." Zhu Biao looked at this scene with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Obviously, with two wins out of three, there is no need to compete in horseback archery.

Zhu Di has already won.

Lan Yu was also eager to try at this time. Originally, he had no interest in this competition, but now it seems.

Zhu Di's performance far exceeded his own expectations.

"How is this possible? How did you do it?" Mu Chun looked at Zhu Di with some difficulty accepting it.

How can this be?

I may not be as good as my father, Marquis Yongchang, or Duke Cao.

But it's not possible to be defeated in ten breaths.

But he hasn't slacked off these days, why...

Zhu Di put away his stick and said with a smile: "It's just a difference in experience."

"I'm not much better than you."

Mu Chun looked at Zhu Di in silence. Experience?
It makes you feel like you've been to a battlefield.

I don’t know why, but I always feel a little uncomfortable when listening to Zhu Di’s words.

It's like someone of the same age is lecturing me in the tone of an elder.

Although he felt uncomfortable, he didn't say much. He had to admit defeat.

"I will work hard with you as my goal. I hope that you will not be surpassed by me on the battlefield in the future."

There was a gleam of uncertainty in Zhu Di's eyes.

The battlefield? If he was young, he might have been looking forward to it.

But now... he just wanted to stay in Yingtian Prefecture to avoid everything that would happen in the future.

This was the only way he could think of to atone for his sins.

At this time, Lan Yu walked up slowly.

"Boy, compete with me."

Zhu Di looked at Lan Yu in front of him, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

Zhu Laosi, ah Zhu Laosi.

This is a dream, a place for you to atone for your sins.

Since you are here and you don't want to be emperor, why bother making enemies with Lan Yu?

Although there is no need to kill Lan Yu, it is possible to teach him a lesson.

Soon, the second competition began.

Zhu Di did not ask for a halftime break. After all, he did not consume much energy in the fight with Mu Chun.

"Are you sure that King Yan was the last one to count? How did he defeat Mu Chun in just two moves?"

"This, this, this is not right. I remember that during the martial arts performance in Fengyang Prefecture, His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan was indeed at the bottom of the list?"

Mu Chun also returned to Mu Ying at this time.

Mu Ying didn't blame him, but just asked, "How do you feel?"

After thinking for a moment, Mu Chun just replied: "Very strong."

Although there are only two short words, they can express Mu Chun's feelings at the moment.

Mu Ying looked thoughtfully towards the center of the arena.

At this moment, Zhu Di had already fought with Lan Yu.

This was also the first time that Zhu Di felt tremendous pressure in the dream world.

Although Lan Yu is arrogant, he is indeed capable. Whether in terms of strength, experience or endurance, he is incomparable to Mu Chun and Xu Yungong.

The two fought for a whole incense stick of time.

There is still no winner.

As time went by, Lan Yu became more and more anxious.

"Damn, when did this guy become so difficult to deal with? If I don't defeat him, how can I survive in the army?" Lan Yu muttered to himself.

"We must defeat him as soon as possible, otherwise our reputation will be in jeopardy."

The more impatient Lan Yu became, the more mistakes he made.

In contrast, Zhu Di remained steady and focused mainly on defense.

Mu Ying's expression changed slightly at this time, and he murmured, "Looking at Lan Yu's attitude, is he going to lose?"

If Lan Yu really lost to Zhu Di, it would be a huge disgrace.

He didn't feel surprised that Zhu Di had made progress.

But if Zhu Di could even defeat Lan Yu... this is indeed a little unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)