I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 108 - 82: The Dashing Young Man in Fine Attire

Chapter 108: Chapter 82: The Dashing Young Man in Fine Attire

"Brother Hang, but you don’t know any martial arts!" Gu Lan reminded him from the side.

In front of others, Rong Heng always appeared as a gloomy and reclusive Fifth Young Master, and since he had no one to teach him after turning eight, it was assumed he didn’t know any martial arts, unless he, as the protagonist, had some hidden golden finger ability.

If this got exposed, wouldn’t it reveal to everyone that Fifth Young Master Rong was hiding his skills, or even that he had his own secret forces?

Rong Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of teasing in his deep eyes, "Self-taught, just like you."

She seemed to be considering for herself now, which brought a smile of pleasure to Rong Heng’s lips.

Gu Lan suddenly recalled the time when she claimed her calligraphy was self-taught; she was bluffing, and so was Rong Heng.

But how come he was even more composed when lying than she was? Gu Lan decided to learn a thing or two from Rong Heng—it takes effort to improve oneself.

She exchanged glances with Rong Heng, her heart racing a bit faster, but her face remained calm.

The amusement in Rong Heng’s eyes deepened, as he gently said, "In the training grounds, you can’t use Inner Strength or Qinggong, it’s all about physical strength." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Oh, I see," Gu Lan realized with a sudden "Oh".

So, in this case, Rong Heng wouldn’t expose anything, and if he didn’t pass it was only normal; if he "luckily" did pass, it would only prove that Fifth Young Master Rong had good physical strength.

But how did he know about the rules of the training grounds?

Something flashed across Gu Lan’s mind, then she looked at Rong Shuo, who seemed still in a daze, and flashed a mischievous smile, "Brother, it’s just a training ground. I’d like to try and see if I can match up to the military formations of my Gu Family."

Tang Zhan asked in shock, "Young Master Gu, why did you call the Prince...brother?"

Rong Heng looked at Gu Lan with curiosity because of this address.

Gu Lan: "Well, it’s to show closeness."

Then, she lightly whispered in Rong Heng’s ear, "Brother Hang, your brother is my brother."

The faint sweetness that drifted into Rong Heng’s nostrils suddenly dispelled the layers of gloom in his eyes.

Tang Zhan snorted and looked down on Gu Lan, "The training ground designed by the Prince is not something you can pass with just high martial arts skills."

"Wisdom and courage are also needed, isn’t this tailor-made for me?" Brave Gu Lan, unafraid of challenges! She wanted to see just what kind of training ground it was that terrified Zhang San so much.

Tang Zhan: ... Really wanted to hit her.

Rong Shuo originally didn’t want to agree, but after hearing Gu Lan say "Can it match up to the Gu Family’s military formations", he was also stirred up with some fighting spirit, his voice strong, "Young Brother Gu, don’t underestimate this prince."

Then, he looked deeply into Rong Heng’s eyes, and said lightly, "Since you want to replace him, go ahead."

Hearing Rong Shuo’s "Young Brother Gu", Rong Heng couldn’t help but squint his eyes slightly.

The two of them really were like sworn brothers now.

"This prince is going to talk to the young prince, so I won’t be joining you. Tang Zhan, take them to the training grounds." After speaking, Rong Shuo turned to leave, he didn’t want to see Rong Heng.

A trace of darkness flashed in his eyes, caught by Gu Lan.

"Prince, if you want to watch, just watch, don’t be shy." Gu Lan leaned close to Rong Shuo, with water-like eyes, her voice clear and enticing.

Rong Shuo immediately said in a low voice, "Who wants to watch! What’s so interesting?"

"But you still need to protect me, right? If something happens to Dingyuan Marquis’s son in your camp, Dingyuan Marquis Mansion will fight you to the death."

Rong Shuo’s expression softened a little, then he covered his mouth and coughed, following Gu Lan to the training grounds, saying, "This prince is just afraid something will happen to you and Gu Chengzhao will start nagging again."

Yes, he wasn’t worried about Rong Heng at all.

"Got it. I and Brother Hang are together, if something happens to me, something must have happened to him too."

Gu Lan looked at Rong Shuo’s expression, and it was exactly like Rong Heng having a quarrel, they were indeed true brothers.

In the blink of an eye, the group arrived at the training ground in the military camp.

Tang Zhan pointed at a stone wall and introduced,

"This area, five miles around, is all camp. You see the iron rings on the stone wall ahead, that’s the first obstacle in the training ground. Grab the rings and climb up, head west, cross the iron cable, climb the Cloud Ladder, traverse the mud pit, pass through the Plum Blossom Stakes, and dodge the arrows from the archers, and that completes one round.

The Prince just returned to the capital three months ago, so the facilities here are simple. In our Yinzhou City, there’s a more complete training system, several times harder than here."

After Tang Zhan finished speaking, he proudly puffed out his chest.

Rong Heng looked at the iron rings in the distance, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

After listening to him, Gu Lan looked over the stone wall again and then smiled faintly.

"What is Young Master Gu smiling at?"

Gu Lan coughed lightly and asked, "So, among these obstacles, it’s only when passing through the rain of arrows that there’s some danger?"

"The arrow shafts are made of logs, and the arrowheads are flat. Even if struck, it wouldn’t be fatal," Tang Zhan explained.

Gu Lan nodded, looking at Chen Da, smiling roguishly as she quirked her lips, "What’s the point of just running one lap without any stakes?"

Chen Da’s eyes lit up immediately and he asked in surprise, "Young Master Gu, what would you like to bet on?"

Gu Lan got out her money pouch, opened it, and threw it to the ground, revealing several large, lustrous East Pearls and glittering gold leaves beneath the sunlight, "The three of us will go through this training ground together, each taking out something as a bet, whoever finishes first wins it all.

"If you finish last, go kneel and knock your head three times in front of Zhang San."

Chen Da stared at the money bag on the ground with his eyes shining, instinctively touching his mouth, feeling like he was drooling.

That was a pearl worth a hundred thousand gold each, gold leaves, he had never seen so much money.

Gu Lan’s voice became a bit hoarse: "What’s wrong, scared? Or out of money?"

She glanced at Chen Da, whose eyes flickered with a gloomy look, his forehead was flat and shallow, and he was sweating, clearly someone with a gambler’s face. She determined that he wouldn’t be able to resist the temptation.

Chen Da gritted his teeth, pulled out his wages, and then took out a dark golden dart from his sleeve, throwing it on the ground:

"This is a dart that the Great General of Wei dropped during a battle with Wei Country five years ago, reportedly crafted by a famous artisan. I originally got three, but lost two in battles over the years. This is the last one, and whoever gets first will own it."

Chen Da looked at the dart on the ground, his eyes filled with pain, then secretly resolved that he must win.

He wouldn’t lose!

One was a sinner who couldn’t fight, and the other, although seemed to know some martial arts, the training ground tested more on endurance and experience. He was experienced with dozens of rounds here, Gu Lan couldn’t possibly beat him.

Gu Lan glanced at the wolf claw dart, cold and sharp, indeed a good thing, then nodded: "Fine."

Chen Da breathed a sigh of relief, afraid that Gu Lan would think the dart wasn’t valuable.

After all, a small dart, no matter if made of real gold, jade, or crafted from meteorite, even owned by the Great General, couldn’t compare to the pearls in Young Master Gu’s money bag.

Rong Heng said lightly: "I have nothing to bet."

He didn’t have a cent on him.

Gu Lan turned her gaze to him, eyes landing hotly on Rong Heng’s chest, giving him a shiver.

"What do you want to do?"

"Brother Hang, I remember some days ago, I gave you a large East Pearl to gift the young prince... did you bring it?"

Rong Heng coldly refused: "No."

"It’s just a wager, a sure win," Gu Lan blinked, "Besides, it was originally a gift from me to you."

Rong Heng tightened his collar: "Since it was given to me, is there a reason to take it back?"

Gu Lan bit her lip, very aggrievedly retorted: "Rong Heng, don’t you believe I can take first?

Don’t you believe I can reclaim these things?

Do you not see me as a brother?

Why are you so heartless?

You should give back everything you’ve eaten and drunk from me!"

After a stick of incense time passed, Rong Heng took the East Pearl out and threw it on the ground: "Shut up."

If she continued, he seemed like the heartless unfaithful guy.

"Didn’t expect Fifth Young Master Rong to have such a treasure too." Chen Da licked his lips greedily.

Others around didn’t understand Gu Lan’s actions, even Rong Shuo had to remind her again that the training ground wasn’t as simple as she thought, and Qinggong and Inner Strength couldn’t be used.

Gu Lan: As if she had Qinggong or Inner Strength.

She tightened her headband, her proud eyebrows gradually settled down, becoming calm like ice and snow.

Then, Gu Lan looked at Rong Heng, slightly stunned.

She reined in her arrogance, while the youth beside her no longer concealed his edge.

Rong Heng tightened his sleeves, the autumn sun pouring onto his moon-white long robe, his eyes sharp and imposing.

Everywhere he looked, his aura was unstoppable.

Gu Lan suddenly recalled the description of Rong Heng in books. It was at this moment she felt that Brother Hang was indeed the cold and unmatched Regent King from the book.

That was the War God of Dayan she admired while reading, unbeatable on the battlefield, and when off his horse, simply a colorful young man who liked candies.

Gu Lan slightly furrowed her brow, confused why her heart, already calmed, began to race again.

Rong Shuo silently watched Rong Heng and Gu Lan, his eyes filled with flickering waterlight.

At this moment, others didn’t believe that Gu Lan and Rong Heng could win, only Rong Yunhao was confidently watching Gu Lan, standing on the roadside, excitedly shouting:

"Gu Lan, Gu Lan, unmatched skills!

Brother Lan, Brother Lan, mighty as a mountain!"

Gu Lan: ...

Gu Lan snapped back to reality, feeling embarrassed.

Rong Shuo slapped the back of his son’s head, wanting to leave, feeling he couldn’t bear this embarrassment.

The next moment, at Tang Zhan’s command, the three shot forward simultaneously!