Young Master Gao? Call me Little Grand Secretary!

Gao Zhao turned around in astonishment, his face full of surprise. Wait, are all coaches these days this brave? Daring to challenge me!

Didn't you see how Lin Chong and Zhou Ang treated you?

Lu Qian was also quite surprised to see the instructor who had called out to them. After observing him carefully, he turned to Gao Zhao and explained, "This person is probably an instructor who came with the Imperial Guards. He probably doesn't recognize you, young master!"

"Oh..." Gao Zhao suddenly realized that this made sense. He might not recognize the group of instructors who mingled in the Imperial Guard, but how could they not recognize him!

If they came to Beijing from other places, then it makes sense!

He's causing trouble as soon as he arrives; is he trying to establish his authority?

Yes, that's definitely a good idea!

Gao Zhao looked at the instructor, saw his arrogant face and provocative eyes, smiled faintly, and shook his head.

This instructor must have extraordinary abilities to be promoted to a position in the capital; he must either be exceptionally skilled in martial arts or have a powerful background!

However, regardless of which one it is, it is indeed commendable and enough to make him so arrogant!

After all, not everyone in this world can be like him, maintaining a low profile despite having a prominent status!

Although Gao Zhao was magnanimous and didn't mind this offense, Lu Qian was different. He immediately rebuked, "Insolence! Do you know who this person is...?"

"Alright!" Gao Zhao waved his hand to interrupt Lu Qian. He disliked bullying others and could not tolerate Lu Qian's bullying.

With a slight smile, he cupped his hands and stepped forward, saying, "Instructor, my words just now were not intended to be directed at you, but were they offensive?"

Lu Qian turned to look at him in surprise, quite astonished. You are the son of the Commander of the Palace Guard. You can say whatever you want to him, but why do you have to apologize to him?

Even the principle of treating scholars with respect doesn't have this kind of etiquette!

Seeing this, the instructor smiled arrogantly and said calmly, "You spoke arrogantly just now, and it's too late to apologize now! Let me see just how skilled the martial arts instructors from the capital really are!"

Gao Zhao gave a wry smile and said, "This instructor has misunderstood! I'm not saying you teach badly, but rather that what you teach is a pile of dog shit!"

"You!" The instructor was furious that Gao Zhao dared not apologize but instead publicly humiliate him. He took two steps forward and shouted, "How arrogant! You dare to insult my martial arts! Your martial arts must be superb. Please enlighten me!"

Gao Zhao said flippantly, "What if I say no?"

The instructor's gaze darkened, and he said coldly, "If you don't give me an explanation, I'm afraid you won't be leaving today."

These words immediately created a tense atmosphere, and the group of imperial guards all craned their necks to look over, their eyes full of anticipation, waiting to see a good show!

Gao Zhao felt very sorry about this. How could a soldier be so frivolous? He should be as immovable as a mountain!

Fortunately, he also enjoyed watching the excitement. He smiled slightly, took a step back, raised his hand, waved it lightly, and said casually, "Lu Qian, play along with him."

"Yes, sir!" Lu Qian stepped forward, his expression solemn, but his eyes were full of contempt.

He was afraid of Lin Chong because he really couldn't beat him!

But that doesn't mean he'd be so timid around other people.

He hastily cupped his hands and said, "Since you want to compete, then let's have a competition! I wonder if you'd like to compete in fist and foot techniques or spear and staff techniques?"

Seeing his demeanor, the instructor knew he was a master and dared not be careless. He said in a deep voice, "Since you said my spear and staff instruction was poor, I will naturally use spears and staffs. May I ask what weapon you are skilled with?"

Just as Lu Qian was about to say that he was also skilled with spears and clubs, Gao Zhao suddenly interrupted, "Since you use spears and clubs, then Lu Qian, you should use spears and clubs too! That way, people won't say it's unfair!"

Lu Qian was taken aback. These words made it sound as if I was proficient in all eighteen weapons!

However, he quickly understood Gao Zhao's intention and cooperated, saying, "Then so be it! Let's play around with spears and clubs!"

The instructor was both angry and furious. His martial arts skills were renowned in the army, yet he was being looked down upon like this today. He snorted coldly, thrust his staff into the weapon rack, and with a flick of his wrist, a white waxwood staff flew out and towards him.

Lu Qian reached out and grabbed the white waxwood staff in his hand. With a flick of his wrist, he twirled it a few times and laughed, "It's quite handy. I'll use this to learn from your superior skills."

The instructor's eyes narrowed, he stomped his foot, raising dust as he charged forward, swinging his staff with great force, which slammed down on his head.

Lu Qian remained calm and unhurried. He took a step back, and then thrust out his white waxwood staff like a snake spitting its tongue.

"Do!"

The tip of the stick hit the center of the opponent's stick precisely.

The club that was about to strike rebounded instantly. Caught off guard, the instructor quickly gripped it tightly, took several steps back, and tried to steady himself.

At this moment, Lu Qian suddenly launched a counterattack.

The white waxwood staff sometimes moved like a spear, thrusting and stabbing fiercely, and sometimes like a stick, sweeping and chopping. In just a few exchanges, it forced the instructor to retreat repeatedly, losing his footing and ending up in a sorry state.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the stick in the instructor's hand was flicked into the air by Lu Qian. Unexpectedly, Lu Qian swung the stick down and knocked it away.

"Want to continue?" Lu Qian stopped there, then stood up.

The instructor turned pale, overwhelmed with shame, and stood there dumbfounded.

"Alright, alright!" Gao Zhao casually picked up the fallen stick and stepped forward with a smile, saying, "Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war, Instructor, there's no need to take it to heart!"

"What you say is true, young master!" Lu Qian cupped his hands in greeting and casually tossed the white waxwood staff into the weapon rack.

Gao Zhao wanted to say a few fair words at this moment to help the instructor out of this predicament and see if he could earn some gratitude points. Even if he couldn't, he should at least be able to teach this person well, since there would be plenty of time for everyone to work together in the future.

He was quite confident about this move, having gained considerable experience in making friends since arriving in the Song Dynasty!

But before he could finish speaking, the instructor, as if he had suffered a great humiliation, glared at Gao Zhao and suddenly lunged at him, shouting, "This is too much of an insult! I'll fight you to the death!"

Gao Zhao panicked. He hadn't expected this man to be so uncouth. He instinctively blocked the man with his stick, then bent his legs, used his waist to swing the stick, and with a "bang," the instructor, who was tough, fell down without even uttering a sound!

There was a moment of silence, then the imperial guards shouted, "Murder!"

Gao Zhao was also stunned at this moment. Upon closer inspection, he noticed a pool of bright red blood flowing from the instructor's head.

Oh no, I've killed someone!

Gao Zhao was in a panic!

"What's going on! Silence!"

Suddenly a sharp shout came, and Gao Zhao turned his head to see that the person who came was Zhou Ang. He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but Zhou Ang had already squatted down to check on the instructor's condition.

"It's nothing, just a superficial injury! He's just passed out!"

After checking, Zhou Ang breathed a sigh of relief and then ordered someone to fetch a military doctor.

Only then did he turn to Gao Zhao and the other man, asking, "Who did this?"

Lu Qian's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively wanted to run away, but Gao Zhao stepped forward, puffed out his chest, and declared, "I did it!"

[Gratitude points from Lu Qian +1]