Rebirth: The flatterer prince I raised couldn't be so clingy

Gao Liang didn't rush to take action. Instead, he pointed at her hesitantly and said, "Is this how we compete?"

Gu Qingzhi nodded, not understanding what was inappropriate.

"You...are fighting with your bare hands...if you lose, don't say I bullied you."

As a guard, Gao Liang was confident that his martial arts skills were not bad, but the man in front of him just stood there with his hands spread out, and it seemed that he didn't take him seriously at all.

Gu Qingzhi was stunned. Oh, yes, it seems that we can’t judge others by ourselves.

Although she couldn't easily take out Lan Zhou, she still had a hundred ways to kill people with her bare hands.

But these are all children of wealthy families who are used to a life of luxury, especially the young master in front of them who is a relative of theirs. They must have carefully studied a weapon.

She looked at the sword at his waist.

"I just didn't bring any weapons with me when I went out today. You can use the knife if you have one. I'll be fine with this."

Gao Liang felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this.

Everyone watching the show in the guards' courtyard had an indescribable look on their faces.

"Gao Liang learned martial arts from the Cavalry Battalion. Can you handle it?" Gao Liang's companion behind him couldn't help but ask.

Seeing that everyone's expressions were not right, Gu Qingzhi added, "Don't worry, it's just a sparring match. We'll stop when we're done. There's no need to worry about your life."

"Why does this sound so awkward? Is he provoking me?"

"Hey, is it my illusion? Why do I feel that this guy is very confident that he can win?"

Listening to the whispers behind him, Gao Liang's expression changed again and again. He tightened his grip on the scabbard at his waist, as if he had made a decision, and drew out his sword, throwing it to Wu Fang beside him.

"Then I will... just use the scabbard, so you won't have to accuse me of winning unfairly."

Wu Fang pursed his lips with a look of disappointment and threw his sword on the table behind him.

"Okay, whatever you want."

Gu Qingzhi nodded helplessly and stood with his hands behind his back.

Gao Liang tightly grasped the scabbard in his hand and slashed towards Gu Qingzhi's face.

As the first mover, Gao Liang's choice was actually very correct.

If such a straight strike hit her, with the force he was using, the moment the scabbard touched Gu Qingzhi's nose bone, it might cause her to bleed from the nose.

Even if she could dodge the attack, Gao Liang would have plenty of time to adjust whether to attack or defend.

Everyone held their breath and waited for Gu Qingzhi's reaction.

However, she didn't seem to have any intention of hiding, and still had her hands behind her back, as if she was watching a show.

Just as the scabbard was about to touch her nose, Gu Qingzhi tilted her head slightly, raised one hand, and grabbed Gao Liang's wrist like a ghost.

The scabbard chopped down beside her ear, and before anyone could see what was happening, a terrible scream of pain was heard from the guards' courtyard.

"what!"

There was a sharp pain, and Gao Liang covered his wrist that was suddenly removed and arched his back in pain.

He watched helplessly as the scabbard slipped out of his hand and was gently thrown by the thin figure opposite him, who sheathed his sword lying on the table intactly.

The man's move was so fast that he didn't even have time to see his movements clearly!

What the hell? It's like a ghost!

Before he could recover from the shock, Gu Qingzhi had already grabbed his wrist and put the removed hand bones back in place.

The guards' courtyard was completely silent. The outcome was decided so quickly that no one could understand it.

"you lose."

Gu Qingzhi returned to the posture of standing with her hands behind her back, as if everything that had just happened was just a momentary illusion.

Everyone in the courtyard seemed to come back to their senses after hearing her voice, and burst into questions.

"What's going on? Gao Liang, why can't you even hold the scabbard steady today?"

"What the hell? Is that all? How did the scabbard fly back and put it on?"

"I saw that guy just disengage Gao Liang's wrist for a split second. But he moved so quickly that I couldn't see how he did it."

"I saw it clearly! He just tugged so lightly, it didn't feel like he was using any strength. Are human wrists really that fragile?"

Finally, someone with sharp eyes discovered some clues. He tried to bend his wrist for a long time but still couldn't figure out how the force was exerted.

Listening to the discussions behind him, Gao Liang's face turned red and white. He clenched the wrist that Gu Qingzhi had just reconnected, his knuckles turned white, and a surge of evil fire rushed straight to the top of his head.

"I don't accept it! You're sneaking up on me! I was careless and underestimated you, and I had no intention of actually attacking you. That's why you took advantage of the situation and attacked me like that."

He thought that Gu Qingzhi had taken the opportunity to defeat him and would argue with him, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't even change his expression and just spread his hands.

"Then go on, and be serious this time."

This frivolous attitude was more hurtful than verbal sarcasm. Gao Liang felt the blood rushing to his forehead, and all his rationality and scruples were burned away in an instant.

He gritted his teeth and grabbed the sword on the table. When his fingers touched the scabbard, his movements paused imperceptibly.

Using real swords, what if...

But when his eyes met Gu Qingzhi's overly calm face, his anger overwhelmed that slight hesitation.

"Gao Liang!" The people behind him who were on good terms with him opened their mouths to dissuade him, but they didn't know how to start.

If he just let it go like this, all the prestige he had built up in the Guards' Court would be gone.

Gao Liang himself knows it.

He drew out the knife and pointed it at Gu Qingzhi's chest.

"Since you have the strength to fight me, I won't give in. Look at the knife!"

The knife flashed like a streak of light, and the oblique chop was fast and fierce. Gu Qingzhi moved his feet lightly and dodged it.

Gao Liang turned his wrist quickly, and the blade slashed horizontally, aiming straight at her waist and abdomen.

His attacks became more and more brutal, and it was obvious that he was really angry.

Gu Qingzhi seemed to have anticipated this move. She leaned back quickly and the blade swept across her nose almost touching it.

At the same time, she curled up her right leg and kicked Gao Liang in the chest.

The kick was quite powerful. Gao Liang staggered two steps, holding his chest. A clear footprint was left on his chest, as if to show everyone the loss he had just suffered.

Gu Qingzhi took advantage of the momentum and spun around to the ground. However, the injury really affected her performance, and the kick she delivered was limited and not as sharp.

In order to prevent the wound on her back from bursting again, she paused for a moment when she landed.

This moment of delay was more like an opportunity that was right at Gao Liang's fingertips, and it caught Gao Liang's eyes accurately.

He used the momentum of retreat to support himself with the help of his knife, took a deep breath and rushed out even faster, stabbing straight at Gu Qingzhi's back where she was not standing firmly.

But how could Gu Qingzhi not have thought of such an obvious disadvantage?

When fighting with others, how to attack is not the key point, but how to guide the opponent's attack is the key to victory.

This was the hand she left to make herself feel more comfortable, and it also served as bait.

The faint sound of a blade breaking through the air beside her ear reminded her that the attack was approaching, and the wound on her back stretched and hurt slightly.

She twisted her body, which had just landed, and narrowly avoided the sharp blade that passed by her, and grabbed the knife that was falling beside her.

He gripped the handle of the knife along its spine with his fingers, exerted force with his elbow, and precisely hit the spot where Gao Liang had just been kicked.

"Uh……"

The heavy blow in the same place again made Gao Liang's eyes go black, the hand holding the knife became unstable, and the sword fell out of his hand.

Gu Qingzhi turned her wrist and grasped the hilt of the knife firmly in her hand. Without hesitation, she kicked his knee with her left foot like lightning.

Gao Liang's knees softened and he fell forward to his knees. She grabbed his collar and threw him down with all her strength.

"boom!"

The huge impact force stirred up flying sand and rocks, and also shattered a piece of blue brick on the ground. The guards around were all frightened.

Gao Liang was slammed hard onto the hard ground, and the severe pain in his back almost made him faint.

The blade flashed with a cold light and fell almost close to his temple, wedging deeply into the bluestone bricks beneath him, splashing a few grains of sand and gravel.

Gao Liang's pupils suddenly shrank and his heart began to pound. He could even clearly feel the chill slowly crawling out from the cracks in the broken bricks and stones along the blade, like an evil spirit haunting him.

If Gu Qingzhi had thought about it just now, he would have been killed by his own sword.

He looked up and saw the man in front of him, under the scorching sun, holding the hilt of a knife and looking down at him condescendingly with his head tilted. There was no pride or excitement in those dark eyes, but they were so indifferent that not a single ripple could be seen.

She didn't even breathe heavily, as if everything was just a matter of exercising her hands and feet.

"Are you still coming? If you find it too difficult, I can give you a hand."