The Eternal Beauty of the City of Wealth

When Zixuan saw that everyone was about to quarrel, he immediately became excited.

I haven’t seen this kind of scene for a long time. This time I’m going to have a go, hehe...

So, she held her chin with both hands and watched their performance with relish, just like she did in her previous life.

When Fan Yang heard that this person was Di Shimi, he was shocked. He had heard that this person was a martial arts expert and extremely brave.

From the outside, he does look a bit like her, but I wonder if he really has the ability or is just being hyped up.

So, he held his head high and said disdainfully: "Oh? It's General Di!"

"I've heard that you're a skilled martial artist, and you're quite skilled. Why don't you show us your skills today and let everyone feast their eyes on you? What do you think?"

Di Shimi chuckled: "Alright! I, the general, can give it a try!"

"But I'm lacking a partner. How about you accompany me for a few rounds?"

Fan Yang's mouth twitched and he thought, Oh no, why didn't I think of this.

If I don't fight with him, I will be ridiculed by the people of the vassal states.

If I were to fight him, I wouldn't know if I could win with these two moves.

Thinking of this, he hardened his heart and gritted his teeth, forget it, just beat him!

It is still unknown who will win in the end, but it is better than being scared by him and not daring to fight.

So, Fan Yang immediately laughed out loud: "Haha! Great!"

"This General's palms have been itching lately, so why don't you be the one to scratch them today!"

"But... we've got a deal beforehand: you're not allowed to cry if you lose! Haha..."

After saying that, he twisted his neck with a snap, turned his wrist, and shouted, "Come on!"

Di Shimi looked at Fan Yang, who was a head shorter than him, with disdain and sneered, "Okay! Watch this!"

After saying that, he swung his fists towards Fan Yang, who hurriedly blocked with his fists.

But just as he raised his arms, Di Shimi kicked him hard in the stomach.

Immediately, Fan Yang was kicked out by Di Shimi like a leaf.

There was a loud thud! Fan Yang fell heavily to the ground, his entire front body making close contact with the ground.

Ah! Fan Yang screamed and lay on the ground motionless.

Immediately, there was silence in the hall, and everyone was stunned by Di Shimi's move.

Di Shimi flicked the sole of her shoe in disgust and looked at Gongzi Xu with a smug look.

The meaning seems to be saying, how about it, Master? I hope your disciple didn't embarrass you!

Zixu smiled, nodded, and gave him a thumbs up.

At this moment, a child's giggling voice suddenly broke the temporary silence.

A little boy of four or five years old stood up from the chair next to Zixuan.

He clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Good fight! Good fight! It's so fun! Hehehe..."

At this moment, Fan Shiqi finally reacted and quickly ran to Fan Yang, hugged him and shouted, "Son! Son! Are you okay? Wake up!"

Fan Yang lay on the ground without looking up. He raised his arm and waved to indicate that he was fine.

After a few breaths, Fan Yang slowly turned over and lay flat on the ground.

Immediately, blood came out of his mouth and he felt like there was something in his mouth.

It was spat out with a "puff" sound. Fan Shiqi couldn't dodge in time, and a mouthful of big white teeth mixed with blood all sprayed on his face.

Everyone saw that Fan Yang's face was bruised and half of his teeth were missing.

They couldn't help but marvel at it again and again. What a powerful young general! He's so young and yet he has such skills. I admire him! I admire him...

A few minutes later, Fan Yang slowly sat up, raised his hand suddenly, and slapped himself hard in the face!

I cursed myself in my heart with regret: "You big idiot! You ignorant ghost! Wouldn't it be nice to sit there and enjoy the wine and food?"

What the hell are you doing?! Why are you provoking this evil spirit for no reason?!

Snap! He slapped the other half of his face.

Seeing this, Fan Xuanzi grabbed his son's wrist and shouted, "Yang'er! What are you doing?"

Fan Yang looked at his father, feeling aggrieved, and immediately threw himself into his father's arms and began to cry.

When Di Shimi saw Fan Yang crying, he immediately walked up to him, bent down and touched his head with his hand.

"Hey! Hey! Fan Yangzi, didn't you just tell me not to cry if you lose a fight? Why are you going back on your word now?"

Fan Yang blushed and said, "I! I'm not crying! I'm just shedding tears!"

Fan Xuanzi also raised his head and glared at him: "Di Shimi! Don't go too far!"

"My son has been beaten like this! What else do you want?"

Just as Di Shimi was about to answer, a buzzing voice suddenly came over: "General Di is so powerful! Lu would like to learn a few moves!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a giant walking in from outside the hall.

This man had a head as big as a bucket, two thick and dense eyebrows, and a pair of big round eyes that were bright and lively.

His thick lips were as big as tea bowls, and his dark face was covered with scars.

His beard was as thick as steel needles, and the huge iron halberd in his hand weighed more than 100 pounds.

This person was none other than the city guard general Lu Hu, who was on duty outside the palace at the time and witnessed what had just happened.

He developed a sense of admiration for Di Shimi and wanted to make friends with him.

He walked up to Di Shimi, took the halberd in his arms, clasped his hands together and said, "General Di!"

"I am Lu Hu, the great general who protects Fugui City, also known as Lu Batian!"

"Seeing the General's extraordinary moves, I'd like to learn a few techniques! I wonder if General Di would be so kind as to grant me the honor?"

Seeing this, Zixu thought to himself, this is bad, these are two powerful generals, whoever defeats the other will be embarrassed.

So, he quickly walked up to the two of them and stopped them, saying, "General Lu, today is a state banquet, not suitable for a martial arts competition."

"Why don't we make an appointment someday to go to the martial arts arena and have a competition? What do you think?"

After saying that, he looked at Zixuan, meaning, Mother, we can't let them compete.

Zixuan is so smart and can read minds, she immediately understood.

He waved his hand at the two men and said, "Generals, what the young master said is quite reasonable. Today we will only drink, not compete in martial arts."

"You two should sit down and enjoy your meal. If you want to compete, we can arrange it another time."

Seeing that the king had spoken, Lu Hu dared not disobey and had to sit down at the table reluctantly.

Di Shimi looked at Gongzi Xu with gratitude. She had been a little nervous since the moment she saw Lu Hu.

Lu Hu was much taller than herself, and she had no chance of winning in a dancing competition with him.

He had just defeated Fan Yang. If he was defeated by Lu Hu, he would lose face.

Thinking of this, he hurried to Zixu and poured him a glass of wine with a flattering look on his face.

He laughed and said, "Thank you, Master, for helping me out. Hehe."

At this time, Fan Xuanzi was fed up. He bowed to Zixuan and said unhappily, "King Zixuan!"

"Since you don't allow the duel, and my son has been beaten like this by General Di, what do you think we should do?"

Duke Jing of Qi standing next to him couldn't take it anymore. He shouted in a childish voice, "Old Fan!"

"It was your son who just proposed the duel! He deserved to be beaten like this!"

"It's obvious that he was beaten because he was not as skilled as others. He can't blame anyone else. Don't call such a loser Fan Yang anymore!"

"Why don't you let me change his name to Fan Jian or Fan Tong?"

When everyone heard this, they immediately burst into laughter; Hahahaha… Whose child is this? He speaks so funny!