jdhmnovel Chapter 159 The End
Chapter 159 The End
Long Chuqing quickly came up with a solution. She dodged Yang Jing's attack with a swift movement and then countered with a soft-yet-hard technique.
She made full use of her petite stature and agile movements, skillfully weaving through Yang Jing's attacks and constantly looking for opportunities to counterattack.
As darkness fell, snowflakes began to drift down, even heavier than before, but the two on the stage remained unaffected and continued their fierce battle.
Xiao Han stood below the stage with a solemn expression, his eyes fixed on the battle unfolding on the platform. He was filled with worry, knowing the strength of General Yang.
At this moment, Yang Jing also quickly noticed that Long Chuqing's moves had changed since the beginning.
She no longer focused solely on defense as she had at the beginning, but instead adopted a more flexible and unusual tactic.
She began to take the initiative to attack, countering with moves that appeared weak and powerless, yet contained a powerful explosive force within their gentleness.
The power and gentleness are perfectly blended together; each attack has the force of a thousand pounds, yet is also light and free, as gentle as flowing clouds and water.
The crowd below held their breath, their eyes glued to the fight on stage, afraid of missing a single move.
With a mixture of doubt and amazement, Qing Tong exclaimed, "What kind of technique is Miss Long using? It's so strange. On the surface, her movements seem slow and weak, but each move is swift and incredibly powerful. I've never seen such a technique before."
Qingying was also curious about this, and chimed in, "It really is! I've never seen such a move before! I've never even heard of it before! I have to ask her for some pointers when I get back."
At this moment, King Xuan, who was watching the battle intently, nudged Qingying gently with his elbow after hearing her words.
Then he approached him and whispered a reminder: "Don't forget the task I gave you."
Qingying understood immediately and secretly gave him a reassuring look.
Xiao Han, who was standing nearby, noticed the two's little actions and couldn't help but wonder to himself, "What are these two up to? So secretive."
"I've witnessed this girl's profound inner strength before, but I never expected her martial arts to be so formidable, capable of withstanding so many of the young general's heavy punches," Prince Rui said.
Prince Qi chimed in: "Indeed, and given the vast difference in size and strength, the fact that she has been able to fight the young general for so long, and has even managed to use a technique that can counter him, is truly admirable."
Prince Rui looked to the side and his gaze fell on Xiao Han, who was standing next to Qingying: "I wonder how Seventh Brother got to know this Miss Long."
Prince Qi glanced to the side and then said, "It was Miss Long who helped treat Seventh Brother's Gu poison. We probably met while seeking medical help!"
“Oh…” Prince Rui immediately showed a surprised expression: “I only knew that someone was treating my seventh brother before, but it was actually Miss Long! She also knows medicine? Even the Imperial Hospital couldn’t cure my seventh brother’s poison, but she actually has a way to cure it.”
"Hmm... My sixth brother and I went to the Prince's mansion to find him before, and we saw Miss Long treating my seventh brother with our own eyes. There was even a little misunderstanding because of that!"
As time went by, and after an extremely fierce contest, both of them were hit by each other multiple times.
In an instant, amidst the clashing of palm strikes and fist shadows, the tense atmosphere on the field reached a fever pitch.
Finally, they simultaneously gathered their power in their palms, and with both palms, they struck out with all their might, colliding fiercely together.
With a muffled sound, a powerful gust of air suddenly burst outwards from the two people in the center.
The gusts of wind created by this airflow swept up the snow on the surrounding ground, making it dance and swirl.
Immediately afterwards, Long Chuqing and Yang Jing, who were impacted by this powerful force, were both blasted away.
They staggered a few steps after retreating quite a distance before regaining their footing.
At this moment, the blood and qi in their bodies surged violently due to the sudden and powerful impact.
The originally smooth internal energy began to fluctuate, clearly indicating that the internal energy had been damaged.
Both Long Chuqing and Yang Jing were panting heavily when they stopped their standoff.
After catching his breath, Yang Jing slowly walked up to Long Chuqing, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, "I am not very talented, but it is my great honor to have the opportunity to exchange skills with a master like you today. Thank you for your guidance."
Long Chuqing smiled and returned the greeting with a fist salute, "Young General, you flatter me. Your martial arts are superb, you have the strength to fight against a thousand men, and you are exceptionally brave. If we are to offer guidance, it should be me who offers guidance to you."
"Even with my superior size and strength, I couldn't gain the slightest advantage over you. I truly admire you, young lady."
Long Chuqing smiled faintly: "You flatter me. Young General, you are so young yet you possess such great strength. You will surely achieve great things in the future."
At this moment, snowflakes were still falling heavily from the sky.
As the competition came to an end, Xiao Han took the outer cloak from Zi Guang's hand, went up to the stage, and walked straight to Long Chuqing's side.
He gently unfolded the cloak in his hands and draped it over her shoulders, saying, "It's cold, be careful not to catch a cold."
I just went through two intense matches. Although I didn't sweat, I'm not very cold either.
Long Chuqing turned to look at Xiao Han behind her and said softly, "Thank you."
At this moment, Xiao Yue, standing below the stage, saw this scene on the stage and watched the intimate and natural interaction between the two. He felt an indescribable sense of unease.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly: Alas... in the end, he met her a step later than her.
At the same time, Nangong Ming walked steadily toward the group.
Long Chuqing glanced in the direction he came from, and when he came in front of her, she clasped her hands and bowed to Yang Jing and Nangong Ming.
He said sincerely, "Thank you both for your guidance today. I have benefited greatly. It is getting late, so we will head back now."
She had just taken a step to leave when Nangong Ming's voice suddenly came from behind her: "Miss Long, please wait a moment."
Then, three attendants walked onto the stage, each holding a prize, and quickly approached the group.
One man carried a tray with a sword on it, while two servants carried a box containing a full five hundred taels of gold.
Nangong Ming looked at Long Chuqing with a smile: "Miss Long, since you have defeated me, then this sword and gold naturally belong to you."
Long Chuqing glanced at the prizes casually, then shook her head: "I already said that this victory was unfair, and I really don't deserve these prizes, so I won't take them."
Hearing Long Chuqing's words, Nangong Ming continued, "A win is a win. As we agreed before, as long as you win the competition, you will receive a prize. If Miss Long insists on refusing to accept it, others will think that this competition is fake! We will probably face criticism from others then."