"Wang Anfeng, tell honestly, how many types of weapons can you actually wield?"
Wang Anfeng stopped talking and glanced at him, drawling slowly:
"What do you think?"
Yuchi Jie choked, unable to speak.
Shaking his head, he cursed with a laugh:
"I guess you've got a big head, ghost."
"If there's indeed a conflict later, will you be able to handle it? I'm not asking you to fight a hundred alone, but at the very least you can't lose face for us."
Wang Anfeng said seriously, "As long as you hold back that grey-clothed man carrying the sword at the front, I can take on a hundred. Even if another hundred of your caliber ca at , I'd be able to dispatch them all. So, if you're planning on starting trouble later, just make sure to snatch that grey-clothed man's sword."
Seeing that his own intentions had been read, Yuchi Jie gave a dry laugh and said:
"It seems that fellow is the most formidable among them. Don't worry, how could I possibly do sothing like that?"
"Even though the lineage of these fellows is average, this is after all their turf, and my old man is not here. If we don't have a just cause, it'll be difficult to claim we were wronged afterward."
"If one fishes in troubled waters and ends up being fished out as the fish, that would really be a great loss."
Lin Qiaofu and Lv Baiping followed i Lianhua, walking with several girls from the Noble Clans, and felt sothing. Turning her head, she saw Wang Anfeng and Yuchi Jie talking and laughing, and when Wang Anfeng noticed her gaze, he nodded slightly. Lin Qiaofu's nerves eased a lot.
She had already seen the scion who had clashed with them yesterday and was then driven back by the elder. She almost cried out in surprise, and was still sowhat uneasy in her heart.
After all, they were people of the Jianghu. Using martial arts to break the law, they naturally didn't get along with these sons and daughters from official noble families. They had all sorts of stories about the noble families in their minds, but seeing Wang Anfeng made her feel at ease.
The youth from Mount Hua had, with a sword, stood against a Grandmaster and first-rate Jianghu experts, showing profound and mysterious sword moves, and she had witnessed it. These people could not possibly have a Fourth Rank expert who could sweep across the Jianghu, so why should she worry?
She gradually beca more composed, and i Lianhua noticed the change in her but thought she was just nervous because she had never experienced such a scene before. After walking a while and adapting, she did not suspect anything but softened her tone in concern.
After walking for about the length of an incense stick, they finally arrived at the foot of Mount Hua.
Looking around, all they could see were gentle forests. Mount Hua also had steep and difficult main peaks, but they were still so distance away and not the target of today's hunt.
Back in the ancient tis, when the Emperor went on a spring hunt, it was in a hunting ground specifically used for the hunt, with professionals breeding many exotic animals. After the Emperor and his ministers entered, the animals were released for the chase.
Of course, they could not compare with the royalty.
The area was vast, and there were many wild and fierce beasts, ideal for the spring hunt.
i Lianhua reined in her horse and explained to Wang Anfeng and the others the rules of the Wanling spring hunt. Normally, groups of four or five would split in different directions into these forests of Mount Hua, and the winner would be decided by comparing the hunted ga.
The least valuable were hares found in the woods, followed by elks, with tigers, wolves, and bears being even more prized.
The victor would not receive any special rewards, but simply be celebrated and cheered down the mountain by a crowd, then go to the city tavern to drink rrily or scatter handfuls of silver beans, telling the town children to go around the city announcing the top three of the spring hunt.
It was all just for fun, but to win that title, there had been cases in the past where silver coins were used to bribe local hunters to prepare ga in advance, to stage shooting a caged tiger, which was only t with ridicule.
As per tradition, before starting the spring hunt, several arrows would be shot as a test of skill and as a good on for opening the hunt. Attendants had already opened their small cages, throwing out rabbits and pheasants.
These animals were caught by hunters and still had their wild instincts. As soon as they were released, they darted off in every direction.
The nurous Noble Clan disciples had been waiting for this mont, each grabbing a bow, drawing back arrows, so springing up, others pulling their bows tight like full moons, showing their skilled techniques. For a while, the sound of light cryings mixed with the rain of arrows.
Lin Qiaofu grasped her bow and saw that the rabbits and pheasants did not get far before being pierced by countless arrows and nailed to the ground, blood spilling everywhere. She seed a bit reluctant, and i Lianhua, seeing her expression, smiled and easily took an arrow from beside her horse.
The bowstring drawn, the arrow shot like a teor. With one breath, she fired a full quiver of long-feathered arrows, not harming the life of the rabbit but trapping it in place, unable to move.
With a shout, her chestnut horse galloped forward, its speed unslowed. Passing over her own arrows, she bent down and reached out her arm, grabbed the long ears of the hare, and rode back carrying it.
Her manner was dashing, and her archery and horsemanship were adept; she even outdid the n, drawing low exclamations of amazent from the Noble Clan girls, and even one or two fair and delicate girls showed clear affection in their eyes.
i Lianhua slowed her horse and returned to Lin Qiaofu's side, holding the reins in one hand, the long ears of the rabbit in the other, smilingly handed it to Lin Qiaofu, and said:
"Qiaofu, I saw you were watching just now. How about it? I'll give this rabbit to you, shall I?"
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