The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

Jiang Wantang smiled and gently put down the teacup in her hand. The cup hit the table, making a crisp sound.

She slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes revealing a calmness that could not be ignored, and her expression was majestic without being angry.

"Miss Nangong's suggestion is quite interesting." Jiang Wantang opened her red lips slightly, her voice not loud but clearly carried throughout the entire martial arts arena.

A simple sentence is enough to shock people...

Nangong Liuli returned this time as the Holy Maiden of Nanyue Country, named Liuli.

But everyone present didn't know that she was the Princess Liuli, Nangong Liuli.

It's just that everyone tacitly pretended not to know.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wantang actually broke the window paper in public and exposed her past that she didn't want to mention to everyone.

Jiang Wantang knew what kind of words were the most hurtful to Nangong Liuli.

She tore apart Nangong Liuli's disguise and self-deception in public.

And Nangong Liuli, who was standing in front of the emperor, looked more and more embarrassed, just as she expected.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, Jiang Wantang stood up, her rosy lips and charming peach blossom eyes curved beautifully at the corners. "It's just that my martial arts skills are not worthy of being presented in a formal setting."

Just when Nangong Liuli thought she was going to refuse in public, Jiang Wantang smiled at her and changed the subject, "However, Miss Nangong is so kind, I am happy to accompany you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Wuyuan beside her grabbed her hand and whispered, "Tang'er, your body...hasn't fully recovered yet. Don't use your internal energy easily anymore."

Jiang Wantang lowered her eyes, seeing the worry in his, patted his hand, and said soothingly with a smile, "I'm awake."

However, since she had spoken in public, Ji Wuyuan couldn't stop her. He just repeatedly reminded her to take care of herself and be careful before letting go of her hand.

Jiang Wantang walked slowly towards the martial arts field. Her luxurious and elegant pink long dress swayed gently with her steps, like a delicate spring flower in full bloom.

Three thousand strands of black silk were as smooth as ink and tied into a high bun. The pearls and jade on her head swayed slightly with her movements, making crisp and pleasant tinkling sounds.

A pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, sparkled with the bright light of the blooming sunshine, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Everyone's attention was drawn to her, and the originally noisy martial arts arena suddenly became quiet. Only the sound of the breeze and the tinkling of pearls and jade could be heard.

Nangong Liuli secretly bit her teeth when she saw this, and there was a strong hint of jealousy in her eyes, but it soon subsided, replaced by a cold and dark color.

He was already planning in his mind that he would make Jiang Wantang look bad in the competition later.

Then she also walked towards the martial arts field.

In the martial arts arena, two stunningly beautiful women stood facing each other. One was dressed in a gorgeous red dress, passionate as fire, and wantonly flaunting her beauty; the other was dressed in a charming pink dress, elegant, holy, and unattainable.

Nangong Liuli selected a long sword and struck first. The blade shone coldly in the sunlight, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky...

She leaped into the air, the long sword in her hand forming several sword flowers. Her figure was like a blooming red lotus, and she stabbed straight at Jiang Wantang with a burning momentum. The sword wind was whistling, and it was unstoppable.

Jiang Wantang, however, looked calm. She leaned slightly to the side, her pink sleeves fluttering in the wind, just like the clouds in the sky. She did not hold any weapon in her hands.

Seeing this, everyone outside the venue broke into a cold sweat for her.

Just as Nangong Liuli's long sword broke through the wind, Jiang Wantang raised her white wrist slightly, and her pink long sleeves whizzed out like a nimble dragon, wrapping around Nangong Liuli's long sword.

Wherever the long sleeves went, a faint pink light flickered, as if containing endless soft power, accurately wrapping up Nangong Liuli's long sword attack.

With a slight "hiss" sound, the long sleeves rubbed against the sword blade, but were not cut. Instead, they seemed to have life and meandered up along the sword body.

Nangong Liuli's eyebrows arched, and her attack became increasingly fierce. She unleashed a set of sharp sword techniques, each strike as fast as a meteor and dense as raindrops. The sword shadows were so thick that they surrounded Jiang Wantang...

The red dress danced fiercely in the wind, like a burning flame, ready to devour the opponent. Every move was accompanied by a fierce and imposing momentum.

The scene instantly became heated, with people gasping for breath all around.

Who would have thought that the duel between two women would be so exciting from the start that it would be even more exciting than a fight between men.

This is much more interesting than just watching dancing.

For a moment, everyone opened their eyes wide and stared intently.

Jiang Wantang's face was as calm as water, with a faint smile and composure in her beautiful eyes. She kept waving her long sleeves to block Nangong Liuli's sword, like a fairy dancing in the sword shadow.

She used softness to overcome hardness and skillfully resolved Nangong Liuli's fierce attack. Her pink figure was like a dream, so fast that it was difficult to catch.

One of them attacks and the other defends.

Nangong Liuli launched a fierce offensive from the very beginning, wishing to knock Jiang Wantang out in the most direct and fastest way.

Suddenly, Nangong Liuli took a step forward, with his sword pointed directly at Jiang Wantang's throat. The sword was fast and fierce, carrying a murderous aura.

Jiang Wantang retreated quickly. She leaned back slightly, her body almost parallel to the ground. Her pink dress swayed gracefully in the wind like a blooming crabapple flower.

Nangong Liuli realized she had underestimated her opponent and quickly withdrew her sword. She turned around and stabbed Jiang Wantang in the chest with another sharp sword strike, even faster and more brutal than before...

Jiang Wantang hadn't expected Nangong Liuli to have such profound skills. No wonder she dared to challenge him in public...

She curled her lips, tapped the ground with her toes, and spun her body like a top. The hem of her pink skirt fluttered in the air to form a gorgeous circular arc.

Soon, pieces of the pink skirt began to fall, and everyone saw that Jiang Wantang was about to be at a disadvantage...

The atmosphere on the field was extremely tense, and even many people off the field unconsciously clenched their fists.

Ji Wuyuan on the high platform and Xie Zhiyan guarding the side of the venue were becoming more and more nervous.

They were the ones who knew best that Jiang Wantang's internal injuries had not healed.

And they had not expected that after two years, Nangong Liuli's skills would have improved so much.

The two men looked focused, waiting for the situation to go wrong and ready to take action at any time.

On the contrary, Ji Wuwang, who was sitting beside the emperor, raised the corner of his lips, staring at the pink figure on the stage without blinking, with a hint of pride and joy in his eyes.

At this moment, Jiang Wantang raised his long sleeves and reached for the long sword on the weapon rack at the side of the field. With a crisp sound, the long sword flew out of its sheath and instantly flew into Jiang Wantang's hands...

(My dears, it’s time to discover the heroine’s swordsmanship!!!)