latelenovela Chapter 215 They were also eager to try.
Chapter 215 They were also eager to try.
Unfortunately, everyone was completely focused on the competition on stage, and no one paid any attention to Fangniang's floor.
There's no need to shout "one, two, three, start!" The moment Han Zhou's hands were empty, the fight naturally began!
The swordsman was not only a master of the sword, but also incredibly skilled in hand-to-hand combat. His punches were so powerful they seemed to shatter the very air.
Han Zhou moved nimbly, using his palm to deflect the powerful punch thrown by the swordsman.
In addition, his lightness skill was excellent; the swordsman had been moving more than a dozen times but had not been able to touch the hem of his clothes.
Ning Linlan's eyes remained fixed on them, carefully observing the details of their movements.
She asked, "Who do you think will win this match?" The young swordsman was skilled in martial arts, his punches were heavy and steady, and a single punch could take away half of a person's life.
But Han Zhou was extremely fast, his figure appearing and disappearing in a flash. That swordsman probably wouldn't be able to get close to him easily today, and he was not to be underestimated either.
"Hanzhou," the two sisters answered at the same time.
"How do you know that?"
Lin Chunyi only said, "The aura of that chivalrous person is about to become chaotic." Han Zhou, however, had not yet made a move.
The swordsman, realizing his internal energy was somewhat unstable, grew anxious. "Brother Hanzhou, what kind of trick are you playing, flying around without fighting back? Are you looking down on me?"
Han Zhou never intended to expend too much energy in the first match.
Because in this place, he could sense several distinct fighting spirits without even needing to look closely, and their momentum was no weaker than his own.
He needs to conserve his strength to deal with the other experts who will follow.
Time's almost up, let's finish this quickly. Han Zhou gathered his energy, pushed off with his feet, and flew towards the young swordsman.
"Good, good timing!" The swordsman, unaware of the opponent's fierce approach and without any intention of defending, instead raised a heavy punch to meet the attack.
The fist and palm finally collided head-on, and both of them were jolted back several steps.
"Again! Young man, your kung fu is impressive! I'll get serious now!" The swordsman's forearm was slightly numb, but his expression was excited, and his momentum had increased considerably.
Their fists and palms clashed repeatedly in the air, the speed increasing with each strike. The swordsman felt a surge of exhilaration, both physically and mentally; this was what a martial arts contest should be like!
Han Zhou glanced at his slightly aching palm, clenched his fist, and then struck out again...
The two fought for several more rounds before the fight finally ended when the swordsman revealed a weakness and was kicked off the stage by Han Zhou.
The swordsman caught his breath before standing up, patting the mark on his chest, and tossing out the silver again, saying, "You're very skilled; I lost. Ten taels of silver are yours."
Han Zhou accepted it, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Thank you for your kind offer."
Hey bro, what's your name?
Most of the names used in brothels are fake. The swordsman thought Han Zhou was highly skilled in martial arts and a decent person. He directly asked for his real name and even suggested they fight again sometime.
"Hundred……"
Han Zhou suddenly stopped, but the swordsman misunderstood, "Bai? Brother Bai, right! Alright, my name is Wu Chengyou. Let's have a drink together sometime and then spar!"
"Boss lady, another pot of 'Thousand Miles of Intoxication,' that kick really hurt." Wu Chengyou laughed heartily, then turned and left.
He didn't feel ashamed at all about being kicked off the stage in public. He was still smiling and even ordered himself a pot of "healing" wine.
Open and sincere, neither winning nor losing changes one's mindset. That's what a true chivalrous person is all about.
Han Zhou walked to the side, took out his sword, and stood back in the center of the platform, calmly awaiting the next challenger.
And so he defeated three more people before his footing became unsteady, his body swaying as he showed signs of fatigue.
Seeing this, Fangniang said loudly, "Hanzhou has already fought four matches today, so let's end the competition here. If any of our distinguished guests still wish to challenge us, they can come again tomorrow."
She paid Hanzhou to work for her to earn money, not to exploit him all at once.
Taking advantage of someone's misfortune is an unfair victory. It's something that anyone with eyes can see, and very few people would actually do it.
So everyone in the hall quieted down and continued drinking their wine and eating their food.
Just as Han Zhou was about to leave, something suddenly flew down from upstairs and stuck into the wooden performance stage with a loud "clang".
Another longsword!
Immediately afterwards, a man dressed in a narrow-sleeved guard uniform flew down from the second floor and stood on the platform...
Fangniang's face froze: These swordsmen are all incredibly destructive. No wonder they're poor; one of them has come to a brothel to perform, and the other works as a servant for a rich man.
She looked up and her brows furrowed.
Miss Ji the Second of Ya Yue Pavilion... Is she planning to force her to stay?
Those who work at the Paradise Pavilion are considered her own people, and Fangniang has always protected them. Unless the girls and boys are willing, she would never allow her own family members to be forced.
She glanced at the Elegant Moon Pavilion on the second floor and said tactfully, "Miss Ji, watching these martial arts matches all the time can get boring. How about Fangniang goes and calls Chenfeng to play a tune for you?"
The second floor was completely silent; no one spoke.
"Bang!" A guard on the stage threw a large bag of silver at Fangniang's feet. "There are fifty taels of silver in here. My young lady wants Hanzhou to fight another round. If he wins, she will give him another fifty taels."
"But Hanzhou..." Fangniang was tempted, but she also considered that Hanzhou's condition was indeed not good, how could he possibly win?
Don't let him get seriously injured. The money we earned today won't even be enough for his medical treatment, so it's not worth it.
"Okay." Han Zhou interrupted Fang Niang and gripped the sword in his hand tightly.
Highly skilled in martial arts, but extremely short of money...
The guard stood to the side with his sword and said to him, "You have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to recover."
"Thank you." Han Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. He had planned to unleash all his internal energy when he could no longer hold on.
Thank goodness, the time it takes for an incense stick to burn is enough!
Before long, the two drew their swords and thrust at each other. The two swords clashed, producing a piercing screeching sound in the air…
At this moment, Lin Chunyi looked at her younger sister and glanced at Han Zhou, who was dodging sword attacks: How confident are you in his ability to deal with him?
Lin Lanshan narrowed her eyes: 19/10!
One slap from him and you're dead?
Lin Chunyi glared at her younger sister: Stop messing around, I'm asking you seriously, what kind of ridiculous joke are you making!
Lin Lanshan blinked, her expression serious: I wasn't joking! Once he took flight, I really could only watch.
Lin Chunyi: ...What if we don't use light footwork?
Lin Lanshan smiled confidently: That makes things much easier. Assuming they don't try to kill me right away, it's at least a 50/50 chance!
Internal strength isn't a problem. The original owner of this body accumulated it here from childhood to adulthood, and what they gained after arriving here was far more than just martial arts skills...
Therefore, their weakness lies solely in their lightness skill!
Just as Lin Chunyi had expected, she looked at the men still fighting on the stage and had an idea in her mind.