The number one rebel of the Great Wu

Chen Changgeng quickly changed into some clean clothes and rushed towards the hall.

Upon entering, I saw a tall man sitting in the guest seat. Although he wasn't the burly, imposing type I had imagined, he still had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and exuded an air of authority.

"So cool!"

Because he bore a resemblance to Shen Qingci, Chen Changgeng recognized him at a glance.

Shen Lang's handsomeness is the rugged kind, which appeals to both men and women, but he's still a bit less handsome than Chen Changgeng.

If Chen Changgeng were to wear his outfit, he would probably feel ashamed of himself.

"Is he a eunuch?"

Upon seeing Chen Changgeng's attire, Shen Lang frowned slightly.

This is not because Shen Lang, as a scion of a noble family, has any prejudice against eunuchs.

Instead, eunuchs were sent to the battlefield—something that has never happened before in history.

Moreover, eunuchs are born with defects; they are generally timid and afraid of death, and therefore unlikely to achieve much on the battlefield.

"What's wrong with eunuchs?"

Chen Changgeng bowed slightly, then smiled naturally.

Indeed, this did not happen in the history of the Great Wu Kingdom.

In Chen Changgeng's mind, he could easily list a whole host of heroic figures.

Chen Changgeng's question immediately caused Shen Lang to frown even more deeply.

On the battlefield, strict orders are essential, and as the commander-in-chief, he cannot be questioned so easily.

At this moment, Shen Lang's impression of Chen Changgeng had already declined considerably.

Fortunately, Shen Qingci saw this immediately and smiled.

"Brother, this Mr. Chen is someone I specially invited."

"During this time, she helped her husband a lot, and last month, she even saved the Emperor."

"What?"

Shen Lang had heard about the Beiqing Temple case last month on his way back to Beijing.

All we know is that it forced even our ancestors to take action, which shows how dangerous the situation was.

When Shen Lang met Xiao Jingtian, he also mentioned the matter of Beiqing Temple.

At that time, Xiao Jingtian said that he met someone at Beiqing Temple who taught him a set of boxing techniques, which Shen Lang would definitely be very interested in.

Shen Lang knew that this was the man who had made such a great contribution in saving the emperor.

Unexpectedly, it was this inconspicuous little eunuch in front of me!

"What's your name?"

With such achievements, and the fact that his own sister personally came to find him.

Shen Lang temporarily set aside his prejudices and softened his tone.

"This humble servant, Chen Changgeng, greets General Shen."

Normally, when Chen Changgeng met someone like Shen Lang, who held an important official position, he would definitely flatter him.

But he knew Shen Lang's upright and unyielding nature, so he deliberately didn't flatter him this time.

His tone, on the contrary, was neither humble nor arrogant.

"When I went to see the Emperor today, he said that you taught him a set of boxing techniques."

"It seems you do have some talent."

"However, His Majesty kept it a secret and did not show it to me."

"You expect me to come to you in person and beg you?"

Having said that, Shen Lang stood up.

"In that case, spar with me for a bit. I want to see what kind of boxing technique could please the Emperor so much."

Shen Lang, as a general, was also a martial arts enthusiast.

Xiao Jingtian's suspense had already piqued his curiosity.

"this……"

"I have never liked fighting, nor am I good at fighting with others."

"That set of boxing techniques was also learned to strengthen the body."

Chen Changgeng immediately saw through the scheme and began to pique the interest of others.

Shen Lang frowned and raised his hand to remove the armor from his body.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing and I won't hurt you."

"Between you and me, let's stop here."

"The Second Prince may be considering recommending you to serve as a strategist in my army."

"Our army is far in the northwest, where the environment is harsh. Even strategists, unless they are physically strong, would probably not be able to endure it."

"My intention was merely to test you."

Shen Lang explained.

Chen Changgeng raised an eyebrow slightly; such a good thing was indeed happening.

This is exactly what they wanted!

However, you're just testing me, not me!

Chen Changgeng deliberately feigned weakness in order to shock him later!

It left a deep impression on him.

Otherwise, if he were to actually join the army and have to climb up from the most inconspicuous position, he wouldn't do it.

Shen Lang approached Chen Changgeng and assumed a starting stance, his fist techniques displaying immense power.

Chen Changgeng smiled faintly, lowered his body, and reached forward with one hand.

"Oh!"

Shen Lang said he knew what he was doing, and after a calm shout, he threw a straight punch at Chen Changgeng's chest.

The power of this punch is enough to crush trees and split rocks.

Chen Changgeng remained completely calm. With a simple sidestep, he slipped as slippery as an eel and wrapped his arm around her.

Shen Lang's arm immediately trembled.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Changgeng was as boneless as if he were stuck tightly to the arm, impossible to shake off or hit.

Shen Lang frowned, realizing that this fist technique was somewhat strange.

Although his arm was connected to his own, he always managed to control the force just right.

You can sense the other person's presence, but you have nowhere to exert your strength, which is incredibly frustrating.

"Whoosh!"

Shen Lang immediately changed his punching style, attacking with both fists.

With such extensive achievements, Chen Changgeng could hardly avoid mentioning them.

Chen Changgeng finally made his move, raising his hand to catch the attack.

The expected explosion did not occur. The moment the hand was grasped, the other party grabbed the wrist and pulled it.

Chen Changgeng used his hand to slice the knife across.

Shen Lang was immediately alarmed.

When a normal person throws a punch, there is a range of force exertion, and the force is maximized at a certain point.

Beyond this point, the force will gradually weaken, preventing the arm span from reaching its limit.

Chen Changgeng made contact with his fist at the point where he exerted force, but then instantly withdrew, naturally dissipating his force.

In the brief moment when he reached his limit, and his old strength had given way to new strength, he grabbed his hand.

Control, then counterattack!

"Snapped!"

Shen Lang easily swatted away Chen Changgeng's counterattack, then moved his feet and quickly closed in.

With his hands tucked in and his feet shifting to short steps, a series of short, rapid, and explosive punches came like a storm.

At this distance, even if Chen Changgeng wanted to control the distance of his power, he would be completely suppressed by the punches delivered from both sides.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Changgeng also changed his strategy in an instant.

A long punch becomes a short punch, and the power is greatly reduced.

Chen Changgeng simply raised his hand to deflect the barrage of over a dozen rapid punches.

Shen Lang was greatly alarmed.

Such a fast reaction speed is beyond the capabilities of ordinary martial arts masters.

If someone can see their own punching pattern and react to it, their opponent must be at least a fourth-dan level fighter!

Shen Lang used both arms and one hand, generating force with his elbows, to launch a sudden attack.

Chen Changgeng grabbed his arm and suddenly lifted him into the air.

He was sent flying and landed softly with a soft thud.

The person was already five steps away.

"This is indeed quite interesting."

Shen Lang slowly withdrew his hand.

There's no point in continuing the fight.

Shen Lang's strength is greater than Shen Lang's.

In this situation, Chen Changgeng was able to receive his punches, but was suppressed and unable to counterattack.

It's impossible for Chen Changgeng to win.

Since Shen Lang was testing him, not trying to kill him, there was no need for him to take action.

"With such abilities, why are you still a strategist?"

"Even if you want to work as a junior officer under me, that's fine with me."

Shen Lang's eyes were full of admiration, and then he turned around.

"I just wonder, how much do you know about military strategy and leading troops into battle?"