Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 272 War Begins

"lecher!"

Zhao Min gritted her teeth and said, "Of course they are loyal to the Great Yuan! Don't you dare have any ulterior motives!"

Murong Fu nodded and said, "Then I won't hold back."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.

She tugged at Murong Fu's sleeve and said, "Sect Leader Murong, you... I'm telling the truth, even though these people will come to save me."

But all my rights were given to me by the Great Yuan, and all my nobility comes from my bloodline.

Some of it may be due to my abilities, but not much.

These people would never betray Mongolia and their wealth and privilege for my sake.

Murong Fu grasped Zhao Min's slender hand, turned to look at her, and said with a smile:

"Okay, I was just kidding."

What was the name of the person who just spoke?

Zhao Min said, "His name is A-Da."

Seeing that Murong Fu was still staring at her, Zhao Min paused for a moment and said, "My real name is Fang Dongbai, and my nickname is 'Eight-Armed Divine Sword'."

Murong Fu naturally knew Ah Da's background. He was originally the head of the four elders of the Bow Gang. His swordsmanship was so exquisite that he was famous throughout the martial arts world. Because his swordsmanship was so fast, it was as if he had seven or eight arms. Therefore, he was nicknamed "Eight-Armed Divine Sword".

He later faked his death and sought refuge with the Prince of Ruyang.

Now that what Zhao Min said matched what he knew, he patted Zhao Min's head to show his satisfaction.

Aside from being treated this way by her father and brothers when she was young, only Murong Fu treated Zhao Min this way after she grew up.

At this moment, Zhao Min was being touched on the head by Mo Zhi, and she remembered that he had stolen her first kiss two days ago. Her cheeks turned as red as cherry blossoms in March.

Xiao Zhao, Yang Buhui, and Guo Guo, upon seeing Zhao Min's shy and alluring expression, all secretly cursed inwardly:

Witch!

Meanwhile, Ah Da, who was in the distance, was also a top-tier second-rate expert, with eyes as sharp as a hawk's.

They clearly saw Murong Fu threatening the princess, and the princess's complexion was also off, not like a normal skin color, which naturally indicated that she was unwell.

It's normal for him to misunderstand, after all, he has devoted his life to swordsmanship and is a member of the Bow Gang, so he naturally has little chance to see the woman blush.

As the saying goes, "A subject dies for his lord's humiliation," and he had served diligently in the Ruyang Prince's mansion for many years. Seeing the princess being humiliated by Murong Fu, he immediately said:

"Murong brat, release the princess at once, and we will spare your life. Otherwise, this Wudang Mountain will be your burial ground."

Normally, they would say things like "Come up and fight me" or "Hurry up and come to your death."

However, the Yuan army's intelligence network was naturally well-developed, with spies within its six major factions and even within the Ming Cult.

Knowing that Murong Fu was strong enough to fight over a hundred experts single-handedly with some spare capacity, although he didn't think those experts could defeat him, he knew that they were definitely not someone he could handle together. So, he naturally hoped that the situation would become chaotic so that they could use their ultimate weapon to end the conflict.

Murong Fu naturally didn't care whether he was the Eight-Armed Sword Demon or the Thousand-Hand Guanyin. He looked at the group of people behind him and found that they were only second-rate. Among them, there were only three innate masters worth mentioning. Murong Fu recognized them at a glance. The two strangely shaped ones must be Lu Zhangke and Hebi Weng.

The other monk, with long, flowing hair, reddish-brown hair, a burly build, and a face covered in scars, was none other than Fan Yao, the Right Envoy of Light, who was lurking beside Zhao Min.

As for the others, such as Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San, they are only top-tier second-rate.

As it happened, the group of children were present, so Murong Fu stepped forward and said:

"Where did these wicked traitors come from, running rampant here?"

"Who among you will teach him a lesson?"

As Murong Fu spoke, he looked at the group of children.

Apart from Murong Hai and Murong Bao'er, who seemed uninterested, Murong Lang, Guo Guo, and Zhang Junbao were eager to try.

Guo Xiang drew her longsword and excitedly said, "I'll take care of him!"

Murong Fu nodded, and Guo Guo saw Ying Xu turn around to go into battle.

When Zhang Sanfeng heard that Murong Fu had asked Guo Nang to deal with him, he was somewhat worried. After all, he could naturally see that Guo Nang was now at the second-rate level, although he was already considered extraordinary at his age. But the other party was at the top of the second-rate level and had combat experience several times that of Guo Nang.

So he said, "Hero Murong, why don't you let Xiao Junbao fight?"

He had just realized that Zhang Junbao's true energy had been fully activated, and that he already possessed the strength of a master of innate realm, so he was naturally not afraid of his opponent.

Murong Fu, however, didn't care which one made the move, and nodded again.

Zhang Junbao was very happy to see that he had been allowed to participate in the competition.

Guo Xiang then pouted and said, "Laojun Bao, you! You're so biased towards yourself!"

She naturally knew that the old man in front of her was Zhang Junbao a hundred years later, hence the title.

Zhang Sanfeng, upon hearing Guo Guo's disrespectful address, was not offended. He laughed heartily and said:

"Miss Guo, Old Master Junbao wishes to test Young Master Junbao's abilities. Would you do me the favor?"

Guo Guo was always one to respond to gentle persuasion but not force. In an instant, she forgot her earlier slight resentment and began to cheer Zhang Junbao on.

Zhang Junbao stepped forward and found the man in front of him quite strange. He was tall and thin, with a face full of wrinkles and a worried expression, as if he had just been beaten up or had recently lost his wife and children. Anyone who looked at his expression would almost feel sorry for him and shed tears.

After glancing at him twice, Zhang Junbao still bowed to A'da and said, "Old sir, I am my master's disciple. I am here to greet you."

Ah Da stared blankly at the child who looked to be less than ten years old. Although he had killed many people for the Great Yuan Dynasty over the years, they were all Jianghu people. He didn't care whether they were good or bad. As long as they had high kung fu skills, they were his targets.

But now that a half-grown child has come up, he really doesn't want to fight. Although Fang Dongbai doesn't think it's a chivalrous thing, he still doesn't want to bully women and children.

He waved his hand hastily and said, "You're still a baby, go downstairs. Let the adults fight with me."

Zhang Junbao glanced back and saw Guo Xiang looking at him sideways. He was better at martial arts than her, but he always lost to Guo Xiang. It wasn't that he was not good enough, but that he didn't want her to lose.

But losing to Guo Xiang is very different from losing to anyone else in front of Guo Xiang. Zhang Junbao then clasped his hands and said:

"Sir, let's cut it, but we'll stop here."

Ah Da frowned, not understanding what the Ming Cult was up to, or even the Wudang people. They considered themselves a righteous sect, yet they sent such a young child out to die.

He wasn't exactly known for his good temper either. He took a step forward, intending to use a clever kick to send the little boy flying into the crowd, so that they would know that although he, Murong Fu, was highly skilled in martial arts, Ah Da was not someone they could humiliate at will.

Seeing his opponent kick towards him, Zhang Junbao figured they wanted to fight, and he was overjoyed, so he went all out.

Ah Da kicked diagonally, his shin aimed directly at Zhang Wuji's abdomen, intending to throw him onto Murong Fu.

But Zhang Wuji reacted in advance, gently stepping on A'da's shin with his right foot, his body trembled slightly, and his right leg kicked out like a spring.

Ah Da's right leg, which he had extended, was stepped back on. His stable body flipped over and fell downwards, landing headfirst, and then rolled over.

"good!!"

Zhang Junbao turned around and saw Murong Lang cheering and applauding for him.

Beside him, Guo Guo was tugging at Murong Fu's sleeve, covering her mouth and laughing.

He didn't even notice that he had just defeated a formidable opponent.