Do you have the strength to force me to join the Liangshan bandits?

Chapter 413 Chai Gui: If you submit to my rule, what is there to fear regarding wealth and status? [1st Update]

He Yuanqing quickly gripped the large iron hammer, and stared in shock and anger as he looked closely:
That was none other than a handsome young man riding a white horse, carrying a silver spear, wearing a white robe and silver armor, and a silver helmet!

Slow!

Where did this pretty boy come from? Why didn't I notice his flamboyant appearance before?
In fact, He Yuanqing did not intend to kill Chai Gui with one blow.

Yue Fei had instructed him to stop when he had made his point, and although He Yuanqing was a bit impulsive, he still listened to his elders.

His plan was to place the large iron hammer above Chai Gui's face, meaning to stop short of defeat and make Chai Gui accept the loss wholeheartedly.

So the big iron hammer was thrown with reduced force, which is why it was almost knocked away by the pretty boy's silver spear.

But Chai Gui didn't think so; he was so scared he peed his pants!
Chai Gui, who had "escaped death", was both shocked and furious. Without thinking, he drew the sword from his waist!
Taking advantage of He Yuanqing's distraction by the pretty boy, Chai Gui fiercely stabbed He Yuanqing with her sword!

Chai Gui and He Yuanqing were very close, after all, He Yuanqing could smash his face with a single hammer blow.

At such close range, Chai Gui's sword strike was a sneak attack, and by the time He Yuanqing realized it, it was too late!
He Yuanqing flew into a rage, his tiger-like eyes wide open, his beard and hair standing on end, and roared:
"Shameless!"

The roar was like thunder, deafening!
Chai Gui was completely stunned, as if frozen in place, unable to thrust his sword forward...

At the same time, the pretty boy flicked his silver spear again, knocking the sword out of Chai Gui's hand.

"They're all martial arts candidates, why resort to such poison..."

"Shh-"

Before the pretty boy could finish speaking, another silver spear suddenly thrust out from the side, heading straight for him!
The pretty boy instinctively leaned back, but he didn't expect that the silver spear would follow him like a shadow, making it impossible to shake off!
The pretty boy was already on the verge of a fatal fall, his head practically pressed against the horse's rump, yet he still hadn't managed to dodge...

At that moment, the pretty boy felt utterly cold inside!

As a result, the originally aggressive silver spear only flashed in front of him briefly before being withdrawn.

The pretty boy was stunned. He sat up and saw that it was another pretty boy who was even whiter than himself!
This young man also rode a white horse, wore a white robe, and carried a silver spear, but he was slightly older than me.

Upon seeing this pretty boy, He Yuanqing cried out in grievance:

"Brother, this guy took advantage of me!"

The gigolo who came later was naturally Yang Zaixing. Yang Zaixing gave the gigolo a sideways glance:
"Why are you meddling in other people's martial arts practice?"

The pretty boy was dumbfounded: "No, I just thought we were all martial arts candidates, why bother with this kind of friendly sparring..."

"Which side are you on?"

Chai Gui, whose sword had been knocked away by him, was both surprised and angry, and demanded an explanation.

The pretty boy was dumbfounded. How did he end up like Pigsy looking in the mirror, neither one person nor the other?
Fortunately, he had help; a burly man, over ten feet tall, came running over carrying a large iron bar.
"My brother won't help anyone!"

"I only came to help you break up the fight because I saw you were fighting so fiercely!"

"Who needs your help to solve this?"

He Yuanqing snorted coldly: "I will naturally stop when I've made my move!"

The burly man paused for a moment, then pointed at Chai Gui and said:
"His sword strike might not stop there!"

"Shh-"

All eyes turned to Chai Gui!
At this moment, Yue Fei and Chai Gui's followers also gathered around. Yue Fei, with a gloomy expression, questioned Chai Gui:
"We're both martial arts candidates. We agreed to spar and stop when the point is reached. Why did you attack and hurt someone?"

Chai Gui's face turned green: "He clearly tried to kill me with a hammer first!"

As a result, the pretty boy testified on He Yuanqing's behalf:
"When I just fired that shot, I hit the hammer and found that it was weak and couldn't withstand much force, which is why I didn't knock it away..."

The principle is clear: the more force He Yuanqing uses, the easier it is for someone to use that force against him.

In other words, He Yuanqing's hammer blow to Chai Gui was a feint, merely a show of force, and he only touched the target briefly.

This puts Chai Gui in a difficult position; he really intended to kill He Yuanqing with that sword strike...

"so what?"

Enraged, Chai Gui shouted: "My family is a direct descendant of Emperor Shizong of the Chai clan, and we are the hereditary Prince of Liang in Yunnan!"

"I'm sparring with you to give you a chance!"
"If you please the lonely family, why worry about wealth and status?"

"Who would have thought that you bunch of worthless dogs would dare to attack me? Are you tired of living?"

What did I say? What did I say?

Yue Fei and Yang Zaixing exchanged a glance. Sure enough, this guy was no ordinary person. He was in big trouble this time!

"so what?"

The burly man, indignant and resentful, shouted, "I am a descendant of Zheng En, the Prince of Runan, and my given name is Zheng Huai!"

The handsome young man with a white horse and silver spear also said, "I am a descendant of Zhang Guangyuan, the King of the Eastern Court. My surname is Zhang and my given name is Kui!"

When Zheng Huai and Zhang Kui introduced themselves, those without much education didn't think much of it, but Yue Fei was worried for them.

Zheng Huai and Zhang Kui's ancestors were originally subjects of Chai Rong, but later betrayed Chai Rong and followed Zhao Kuangyin.

By introducing themselves, the two of them were practically handing themselves a slap in the face...

Fortunately, Chai Gui was also an incompetent fool who only knew how to act arrogantly because of his family background.

Having heard that Zheng Huai and Zhang Kui were also descendants of feudal princes, Chai Gui then turned his attention to Yue Fei:

"And what is your background?"

This was quite awkward; in terms of background, Yue Fei was completely outmatched. Fortunately, Zhang Kui stepped in to smooth things over:

"Regardless of our background, we are all martial arts candidates in the same cohort!"
"When you spar with him, you agree to stop when the point is reached, and that should be the end of it!"
"How can one resort to underhanded tactics when one is less skilled?"

Chai Gui snorted coldly:
"I am a noble person, what difference does it make if I hurt him?"
"Who does he think he is, a piece of trash, to dare lay a hand on me?"

As soon as Chai Gui said this, the expressions of all the martial arts candidates present changed, including the people Chai Gui brought with them.

“You…”

Just as He Yuanqing was about to unleash a torrent of profanities, a deep, resonant voice rang out:

"He is my adopted son!"

"Who do you think you are, daring to spout such nonsense here?"

He Yuanqing, Yang Zaixing, and the others turned around with great joy and saw that it was indeed Cai Fu. They shouted with delight:
"Daddy!"

Yue Fei breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt guilty for causing his elder brother so much trouble.
"Big brother..."

Cai Fu took the lead, with Qiu Qiongying on his left and Hu Sanniang on his right; one was petite and exquisite, the other was cold and incomparably beautiful.

Chai Gui was furious: "My family is a direct descendant of Emperor Shizong of the Chai family, and we have been enfeoffed as kings in southern Yunnan for generations!"

"Who are you, and how dare you insult me?"

Since Cai Fu referred to himself as "this king," Chai Gui, though feeling emboldened, still felt he should first find out the truth.

Cai Fu laughed heartily and looked around at everyone:

Are you sure you want to know my name?

Chai Gui felt a little guilty, but then he thought, in the Song Dynasty, who else besides Emperor Huizong could control him?

Could this burly man be Emperor Huizong of Song?

Chai Gui then sneered, "Are you afraid to reveal your name?"

"Is your name something you'd like to hide?"

Cai Fu narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife, so piercing that it made Chai Gui's eyes sting...

(End of this chapter)