Please call me the Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

Cui Yingyuan was no ordinary man; he was one of Wei Zhongxian's "Five Tigers".

To say that his kung fu is only superior to that of Xu Xianchun, Tian Ergeng, and Sun Yunhe is an exaggeration.

Otherwise, how could Wei Zhongxian have allowed him to command the Three Thousand Battalion?

However, Cui Yingyuan was not as flamboyant as Tian Ergeng and Xu Xianchun.

He can be described as a true master.

Of course, Cui Yingyuan also knew that Li Ruolian was the emperor's personal bodyguard. If he didn't have real skills, would Zhu Youjian have made him his personal bodyguard?

Therefore, we dare not take it lightly.

Cui Yingyuan thought to himself that if he were to fight Li Ruolian, it would be good if he won.

If we lose, that would be terrible; we'd lose face in front of our subordinates.

He said to Li Ruolian, "I know you are exceptionally skilled in martial arts, so there's no need for us to compete, is there?"

"General Cui, what do you mean by that?"

"Do you mean you look down on me, Li?" Li Ruolian's face showed displeasure.

Cui Yingyuan quickly explained, "You've misunderstood. I didn't mean that at all!"

"Today, His Majesty is here, and he is in a good mood. There are no outsiders here, so what's wrong with a little friendly sparring?"

Cui Yingyuan realized that Zhu Youjian had no intention of stopping him, and if he didn't respond, he would seem somewhat cowardly.

"Alright, since you're interested, let's have a little contest to make His Majesty happy."

then,

Someone held up a large yellow umbrella, and others brought chairs and tables, inviting Zhu Youjian to sit down.

Cui Yingyuan quickly ordered someone to brew another cup of hot tea for Zhu Youjian.

The soldiers cleared the center of the field, eager to see who was more powerful between Cui Yanyun and Li Ruolin.

Li Ruolian took off her long coat, revealing a short jacket underneath. Dressed casually, she stretched her arms and legs without any signs of sloping or falling apart.

Cui Yingyuan tucked his clothes in and tightened his belt.

He first practiced boxing to bolster his courage.

He understood,

Although on the surface it was just a friendly exchange of skills

In reality, it's not that simple.

Because the emperor was watching, if the emperor noticed anything wrong, he would immediately lose his official position, or even his head.

Cui Yingyuan thought to himself that the Ninth Prince had cultivated and promoted him, and trusted him greatly; he couldn't let the old man down.

and,

He also understood that the Emperor was currently looking for faults with the Ninth Prince.

Cui Yingyuan also knew that Tian Ergeng had been killed, and that Sun Yunhe, Wang Shaohui, Wei Liangqing and his wife, and Madam Ke, among others, were imprisoned in the Dali Temple jail. Based on Zhu Youjian's actions during his reign,

He could tell that this young emperor was no ordinary man.

The two first tested their martial arts skills.

Cui Yingyuan understood the principle that striking first brings advantage, while striking later brings disaster.

He didn't stand on ceremony and took a step forward.

He extended his right fist and aimed it at Li Ruolian's left temple.

The temple is a vital spot; if struck, it can be fatal.

When Li Ruolian saw him punch her temple, she was filled with rage. She thought to herself, "I have no grudge against you, yet you are so cruel to me. What do you mean by this?"

Do you think I, Li, am someone you can easily bully?

Thinking of this, Li Ruolian raised her left elbow and braced herself forward.

Just as Li Ruolian dodged his punch, Cui Yingyuan struck with lightning speed, kicking Li Ruolian in the groin with his right foot – another fatal blow.