My Years in the Jianghu with the Prince: A Time of Unethical Conduct

Chapter 129 Collapse and True Face

After several rounds, Dongfang Yuan, unable to gain the upper hand, seemed to be enraged by Dongfang Su, and his attacks became even more ruthless and unpredictable, leaving no room for retreat.

But Dongfang Su's longsword was clearly no pushover either.

As she wielded her swords, the wind howled, almost forming a wall of blades, and not a single attack from Dongfang Yuan could touch her.

Moreover, she was extremely agile, not only dodging Dongfang Yuan's attacks in time every time, but also retaliating in kind when he attacked.

In the back-and-forth exchange of blows, Dongfang Yuan had already been struck twice.

He had two more wounds on his body, though they weren't very deep. But for him, losing face was far more serious than the injuries.

Standing to the side, Dongfang Shuo watched Dongfang Su's fierce fighting and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

It turns out his daughter really is that amazing.

Dongfang Yuan narrowed his eyes, not expecting this girl to actually have some skills; her talent was indeed comparable to his own back then.

Although I was injured due to a moment of carelessness.

But it doesn't matter, after all, there are decades between them, a gap that can never be bridged.

Furthermore, he was intimately familiar with the Dongfang family's swordsmanship, to the point of being tiresome.

As expected, Dongfang Su's subsequent swordsmanship was exactly as he had predicted—

The first move targets the side of the neck.

The second move is a horizontal thrusting slash.

The third move is a downward slash with a slanted blade...

And that's where the flaw lies!

Dongfang Yuan's lips curled into a smirk, his gaze sharp. He suddenly feinted with the saw blade in his hand, aiming it at the gap in Dongfang Su's attack, and thrust it straight at her abdomen.

Just at the critical moment, as if he had expected it, Dongfang Su bent his hands and sheathed his long sword!

To everyone's astonishment, the saw blade was actually blocked by the iron handle.

Dongfang Su's lips curled slightly as she uttered her first words since her appearance: "Times have changed, you old fool."

When Xiang Qingsheng taught her swordsmanship, she immediately saw the flaw hidden in the technique.

So she improved upon the Dongfang family's sword technique, patching up its flaws and making it more perfect and even more powerful.

Dongfang Yuan's face stiffened, the saw blade paused, frozen in mid-air, both sides of his body gripping the blade surging with immense force.

However, it is clear that Dongfang Su's strength is still much less than that of Dongfang Yuan.

In an instant, Dongfang Yuan took another step, a flash of light appeared, and the saw blade slowly approached again.

Dongfang Su remained calm and composed. She reversed the blade to block the saw, then turned her body and used her shoulder to firmly brace against the back of the blade.

At this moment, she was very close to Dongfang Yuan.

When their eyes met, she smiled again.

That smile was like a gentle spring breeze, yet it concealed a murderous intent—

“I’ve noticed your weakness too.”

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yuan's pupils shrank sharply, and even his expression froze for a moment.

But he immediately scoffed, as if he had heard something utterly absurd, his eyes filled with disdain. "My weakness? What a joke!"

"Bluster! Die!"

With a roar, Dongfang Yuan's blade slashed down fiercely!

The next second, the sound of metal breaking rang out—

In Dongfang Yuan's trembling eyes, his saw blade, which had cut through countless weapons, flew out in half.

At the same time, two of his fingers flew out as well.

But before Dongfang Su could press her advantage, her feet suddenly trembled!

The already damaged and crumbling arena collapsed under the continuous fighting and destruction by the crowd!

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"Father!"

Dongfang Su immediately abandoned her plan to kill Dongfang Yuan and turned around without hesitation to rush towards Dongfang Shuo.

Xie Yan, on the other hand, had just dodged an incoming iron chain when he lost his footing.

There wasn't a single intact plank left beneath its feet.

In his haste, he only had time to glance in the direction of Chuling.

"Boom!"

With a loud crash, the entire arena collapsed instantly, and various wood chips and fragments fell into the water.

The river water churned, not only stirring up huge waves, but also slowly rising to patches of crimson.

And in the surging waves, Chu Ling's figure could be faintly seen.

But it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing this, Xuanfeng and his companions on the riverbank were terrified and were about to jump into the river to try and save their prince.

But Tao Xian shouted at them, "Stop! The arena is still collapsing! Are you trying to get yourselves killed by jumping down now?!"

At Tao Xian's shout, the group indeed stopped.

But he was still extremely anxious, "But... Your Highness can't swim!"

Tao Xian's delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly. She stared intently at the spot where Chu Ling had disappeared, and said, "...I just saw Young Master Xie swim towards the Prince."

Chu Ling had not felt this familiar suffocating feeling for a long time.

As he sank into the water, he could clearly see many pieces of wood still falling from above, scraping across his arms and causing a slight pain.

Chu Ling was conscious and still had some strength left, but he was unable to move. His thoughts, like the surging of the river, were pulled back to more than a decade ago—

At that time, he and his elder brother had just entered the palace as hostages.

Although they were called hostages, everyone knew that these two were merely pawns to restrain the Chu family, and would soon disappear with the family's downfall.

At that time, there was a prince who particularly disliked Chu Ling.

This man was arrogant and domineering, and of noble status, so he and a group of noblemen often took pleasure in harassing Chuling.

One day, they went even further.

Upon hearing that the Emperor was furious about the Chu family's affairs, in order to help the prince vent his anger, he tied Chu Ling's hands and threw him into the pond.

Chu Ling struggled for a long time, but could only watch as he was gradually filled with mud and sand.

At the brink of death, a figure leaped into the water—

In the murky river, Chu Ling saw a person swimming towards him without hesitation.

The man's face was no longer ordinary.

His face was as beautiful as jade, and his lips were deep red.

She had long, willow-like eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and eyes that were full of affection. A small red mole was placed at the corner of her slightly upturned eyes.

Everything about his face was perfectly proportioned.

It was exactly the same as what Chu Ling remembered.

Xie Yan dodged a pile of falling wooden blocks and spotted Chu Ling slowly sinking in the chaotic river.

Without hesitation, he swam over, grabbed Chu Ling's arm, and hugged him tightly.

Chu Ling's hands also moved, wrapping around Xie Yan's back and hugging him tightly.

Their pupils slowly reflected each other's approaching figures, until—

A soft touch came from my lips.