The Slender Waist-Chapter 140 - 105: Asura Battle Arena_3

He slowly calmed down...

The man who played with the eagle got pecked by it.

To mock Feng Twelve’s jokes, only to become the joke himself.

If he were to lose badly again, how could he face Feng Twelve in the future?

Chunyu Yan suddenly narrowed his eyes, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, his body soared into the air, as fast as a hawk spreading its wings, and kicked at Pei Jue, while the Suiyu Sword, also unsheathed, flashed like lightning...

Real weapons were drawn.

Feng Yun’s eyes slightly hardened.

"You two..."

No one paid attention to her.

Pei Jue’s tall figure retracted, watching as the Suiyu Sword whisked past his shoulder.

Chunyu Yan’s figure steadily landed on Feng Yun’s desk, turned around, and thrust fiercely, his movements elegant, his clothes billowing like wings...

Feng Yun screamed in shock.

The words stuck in her throat finally came out.

"Why risk your lives..."

She watched, her heart pounding with fear.

And outside the door, Daman and Xiaoman dared not even breathe.

They started fighting!

General Pei and Crown Prince Chunyu were fighting.

The commotion was not small, and in no time it disturbed the guards and attendants on duty, who rushed towards the main house with swords drawn.

Just as Feng Yun was about to say something, sensing the urgency of the situation,

she saw Pei Jue suddenly turn around and shout:

"Without my command, no one is allowed inside."

Zuo Zhong was guarding outside, his heart skipped a beat, "Yes."

Then, Xing Bing’s attendants and guards had not yet stepped on the steps of the main house when they saw Zuo Zhong standing under the eaves with a sword, and beside him stood a blushing Xiaoman.

"Left Guard, what’s going on?"

Zuo Zhong cleared his throat.

"Everyone, no need to panic, nothing is happening..."

The sounds of fighting, clanging, and banging timely came from Feng Yun’s room.

How could there be no incident with such intensity?

Xing Bing looked at Zuo Zhong suspiciously, his hand on his sword.

"Did the General and the lady have a quarrel?"

Zuo Zhong felt a bit awkward.

He couldn’t possibly say that there was a strange man in the lady’s room, right?

And he certainly couldn’t say the Great General was dueling that stranger, could he?

He decided to strike a balance and said evasively:

"The Great General...is teaching the lady martial arts..."

Martial arts?

Martial arts late at night?

A group of people stood in the autumn wind, looking at each other in confusion.

Xing Bing was initially very anxious, worried that the lady might be at a disadvantage.

But as the fighting prolonged, he started to feel at ease.

It must be a martial arts lesson; otherwise, with the lady’s build, the Great General could defeat her easily without much effort, so why would it take so long?

The people outside began to relax.

However, inside the house, Feng Yun was on edge.

In terms of physique and combat ability, Pei Jue was definitely much stronger than Chunyu Yan, but he was currently clad in armor, suitable for a battlefield with multiple combatants, but less agile in single combat, especially against Crown Prince Chunyu, who was known for his agility...

The two of them sparred back and forth, making Feng Yun’s head spin.

Even fighting people who looked good seemed pleasing to the eye.

As Feng Yun watched for a while, she gradually realized their sword moves were restrained and that they didn’t intend to truly take each other’s lives. She breathed a sigh of relief, felt dry-mouthed, and thought of pouring herself a hot cup of tea to sit down and enjoy the show.

Just as she was about to get up, she saw the Biyong Sword graze her desk, emitting a "hum" of metallic resonance...

To dodge the sword’s edge, Chunyu Yan stepped back, and his body heavily crashed into her bookshelf.

With a loud bang!

The bookshelf collapsed with a crash.

Feng Yun watched helplessly as the box hidden in the secret compartment rolled onto the floor, tumbling and colliding several times before sliding heavily to the wall, spilling its concealed contents...

The two men who caused the accident might not know the value of a tinkling bell,

but a man would clearly and unmistakably recognize the shape of that jade object,

Seeing the two instigators stop because of the damaged property, both pairs of eyes landed on the jade object on the floor, their expressions bizarre and shocked.

A buzz ran through Feng Yun’s head.

She stood there frozen, her ears burning with embarrassment...