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Chapter 357: Empty Talk, Actions Speak Louder Than Words

Huo Xuan said in a deep voice: "I originally wanted to win by injuring 1,000 enemies and 800 of my own, but I didn't expect Brother Zhao to be so open-minded. He stopped in time because he was afraid that I would be too seriously injured. This led to me going beyond the boundary drawn by General Xu."

"So I think that if it really happened on the battlefield, Brother Zhao would not show mercy, and the outcome would be uncertain."

The young general, with an upright character, basks in the bright winter sun. Although he is neither majestic nor mature, he is radiant with light.

Zhao Baokun stood beside Huo Xuan and clasped his hands together: "Your Majesty, I think that if you lose, you lose."

Emperor Qianwu's eagle-like eyes were sharp and intimidating as he scrutinized the two people below, making the two young men, who were not well-versed in the world, feel as if a mountain was pressing down on their heads.

"That's right. If we lose, we lose. How do you know that he will not show mercy when we are really on the battlefield?"

The emperor's words stunned Huo Xuan, and he subconsciously asked, "But who would be soft on the enemy on the battlefield?"

Emperor Qianwu looked at him with a smile and said in a deep voice: "Of course there are, and quite a few. You have to know that on the battlefield, not everyone is so brave and fearless, and being kind to the enemy is being cruel to yourself."

Huo Xuan couldn't help but scratch his head again, turned to look at Zhao Baokun, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.

Zhao Baokun lowered his eyes slightly, and his big hands hanging by his side slowly tightened.

The young man who was full of confidence and wanted to fight a desperate battle, at this moment, stood in the crowd, his figure looked lonely and desolate, with an indescribable depression.

Zhao Baopeng looked at his brother not far away, and his heart was also upset.

Is it wrong not to want to hurt others?

Huo Xuan had played with them when he was young. Even after they grew up, they became more distant but never enemies. Huo Xuan had even helped them secretly a few times. How could his brother hurt others just to win?

Shen Shuyi stood outside the crowd with a calm look.

One has to admit that an emperor is an emperor. After just one encounter and one competition, Zhao Baokun's weaknesses were revealed.

But Shen Shuyi believes that nothing is absolute.

This is his weakness, but also his strength.

The people in Qingyuan Marquis' Mansion value their promises and friendship, and such people are often more trusted by the emperor than those who only care about their own interests.

But many people around me obviously don't think so.

Some people whispered, "The two children in the Marquis' Mansion have been well taught, but what His Majesty said is true. If they go to the battlefield, they must not be soft-hearted."

"What battlefield are you talking about? This is our own young general. How do you know that he will be soft on the battlefield?"

"I think the Qingyuan Marquisate has put a lot of thought into helping Refutation this time, but judging from His Majesty's intentions, I'm afraid the Marquisate doesn't have much hope..."

"Alas, Mr. Zhao helped me in the past, but unfortunately the Zhao family is a powerful general, but their luck is not good..."

No one dared to discuss it any more. After all, it involved the struggle for the throne in the previous dynasty and the emperor's mind. If this place was not in the wilderness in the suburbs, these people probably would not dare to discuss it.

As he spoke, Emperor Qianwu's eyes fell on Zhao Baokun and he asked in a deep voice, "What do you think, Zhao Zhubu?"

Zhao Baokun said in a deep voice: "I have nothing to say."

Emperor Qianwu narrowed his eyes: "Oh?"

Zhao Baokun said in a deep voice: "I think that no matter how much I say, it will not convince people. As the saying goes, empty talk is useless and actions speak louder than words, so I have nothing to say."

Emperor Qianwu said nothing and stared at Zhao Baokun for a while.

After a while, Emperor Qianwu smiled and said, "Actions speak louder than words!"

After that, the emperor did not judge Zhao Baokun's performance again. Everyone in the group could not figure out the emperor's thoughts, but with this episode over, the competition had to continue.

By the final round, the remaining three were Chai Bin, Huo Xuan, and Zhao Baopeng.

The three of them drew lots again.

When Chai Bin took the last lot, his eyes fell on Zhao Baopeng and he sneered, "I really hope to have a fight with you."

Zhao Baopeng just looked up at him without responding.

The three handed the bamboo sticks to General Xu who was in charge. Not long after, a guard shouted, "Chai Bin is off, Huo Xuan vs. Zhao Baopeng!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd became lively again.

"Chai Bin's luck is so good! From this perspective, the person who will win the championship will undoubtedly be Guard Chai!"

"Indeed, no matter who wins between Huo Xuan and Zhao Baopeng, they will have to fight Chai Bin three games in a row. Especially now, both of them have a lot of injuries. Even if they win, they will probably be exhausted."

Beside Shen Shuyi, Zhao Xueqing also became a little nervous.

Jinzhu whispered, "Miss, wasn't Master Chai injured before? Will it affect his performance?"

Shen Shuyi said softly: "The Chai family is now very prominent, and they have their own imperial doctors to treat him. The extent of his injuries is still unknown, but we can't pin our hopes on the injuries of others."

Shen Shuyi's words silenced Jin Zhu.

Chai Bin probably didn't expect that his luck was so good. Not only did he have a bye for one round, he also had a bye for the second round.

But no matter what, as long as he wins in the end!

The audience was talking about it, but the stage didn't give everyone much time.

As soon as the draw was over, the next round of confrontation began.

Huo Xuan versus Zhao Baopeng.

Both of them had just finished one round, so the competition was relatively fair.

"I'm sorry!" Zhao Baopeng spoke first, and then as the gong sounded, he took the lead in attacking.

I don’t know if it’s because of everyone’s criticism of Zhao Baokun and Emperor Qianwu’s indifference that made him angry, or if it’s because the young man is always taciturn.

In short, as soon as the fight started, he exerted all his strength and leaped up like a dragon.

Huo Xuan moved with quick steps, his eyes as cold as lightning, and immediately became fully focused.

When the masters fought, the murderous aura came even before their swords collided. The branches and leaves hanging on the dead tree not far away fell down along with the sword energy of the two men!

Dust was blown up all over the sky, and the two people's clothes fluttered.

Zhao Baopeng danced with his sword, and the sharp cold sword was like a silver snake, pressing closer and closer to Huo Xuan's vital point.

Huo Xuan bent backward, dodging in a somewhat awkward manner, and tried several times to find an opportunity to counterattack.

But the attack was like thunder and lightning, unstoppable.

The stalemate lasted for nearly a cup of tea. As the audience cheered, Zhao Baopeng pointed the tip of his sword directly at Huo Xuan's throat.

At the same time, Huo Xuan's feet were also on the edge of the boundary.

It was obvious that if he tried to dodge, he would definitely go out of bounds and be eliminated. If he didn't dodge, the tip of the sword would go straight into his neck and he would have no chance of survival.

Huo Xuan put away his sword and said, "I lost."

"Zhao Baopeng wins!" the guard announced loudly.

At this moment, the people from Qingyuan Marquis' Mansion could no longer remain calm.

The sound of drums was like thunder in winter. Old Master Zhao pursed his lips tightly, stared at the field with sharp eyes, and tried hard to suppress his excitement.

Zhao Dechuan's Adam's apple moved slightly, although he didn't know whether the limelight brought by Baopeng and Baokun was a blessing or a curse for the Marquis' Mansion.

But at this moment, as a father, he was indeed excited.

There is only one game left, against Chai Bin.