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

Gu Qingzhi didn't want to take the lead at first. After all, doing so would easily make her targeted by the father and son from the Zuo family. But she really couldn't bear to see a group of adults bullying a child like this.

Now all the eyes that were fixed on Feng Zhanye just now were focused on her, including Zuo Fuhong and Zuo Chengyu.

Feng Zhanye's hand was still hovering in place. He looked at the figure in front of him in disbelief, not understanding why she would take the initiative to do this for him.

He asked her quietly, "What are you doing?"

Before Gu Qingzhi could answer, Zuo Chengran spoke first.

"You have no right to speak here? Get out!" He pointed his sword at Gu Qingzhi with contempt.

Zuo Chengyu and Zuo Fuhong looked her up and down carefully.

"I thought that Your Highness was not feeling well, and the eldest master just said that he hoped someone would challenge you. Although my martial arts skills are not as good as Your Highness's, I should be able to do it."

Gu Qingzhi remained unmoved, half-knelt on the ground, lowered her head and looked submissive.

Zuo Chengyu knew, of course, that Gu Qingzhi was being clever and finding loopholes in his words, but once something was said, it was too late to refute himself.

"I see..." He thought for a moment, then smiled meaningfully, "Then I'll do as you say."

"Brother! I don't..." Zuo Chengran wanted to refute, but was frightened by Zuo Chengyu's eyes and shut his mouth. He turned to look at Gu Qingzhi, with anger flashing in his eyes.

At this point, Feng Zhanye could only acquiesce to her to compete with Zuo Chengran on his behalf. However, he saw that Zuo Chengran was not in a good mood, so he whispered behind Gu Qingzhi: "Be careful."

Gu Qingzhi nodded, stood up and walked to Zuo Chengran with a sword in hand.

They both look about the same age, so this is fairer.

Zuo Chengran took a stance, holding the sword in his right hand and the scabbard in his left, one hand attacking and the other defending. The sword blade reflected the red maple leaves, as bright as if it had been sacrificed with human blood.

Looking at Gu Qingzhi, he seemed to be fine, standing in the middle of the field with his hands behind his back, holding the hilt of the sword.

Zuo Chengran held a precious black iron blade in his hand, which was tempered using special techniques, while Gu Qingzhi's sword was simply hammered out of ordinary fine iron, so the hardness was naturally different.

The black iron could cut fine iron as easily as cutting mud. If Gu Qingzhi used her sword to resist, the sword would break and she would die, so she put the sword behind her back.

Zuo Chengran raised his hand and slashed at Gu Qingzhi's face. The sword blade came with a strong wind, but Gu Qingzhi just slightly turned his body and dodged it easily.

The attack missed, and Zuo Chengran took the opportunity to strike upward, but she leaned back and dodged again.

Forcing Gu Qingzhi to reveal the "flaw" he wanted, Zuo Chengran immediately raised the scabbard and was about to attack her waist and abdomen without thinking.

Seeing that the scabbard was about to touch her, Feng Zhanye clenched his fists and watched their every move nervously.

Unexpectedly, she twisted her body, raised her knees, and suddenly pushed away his hand that was holding the scabbard.

His left hand swung out uncontrollably, and the scabbard flew out of his hand, landing between the two concubines, scaring the two people who were watching intently and making them scream.

That's it?

To be honest, if Gu Qingzhi was serious, with Zuo Chengran's martial arts skills, he would be killed in her hands in no time.

He had only learned the basics of swordsmanship and dared to show off. But for someone like Gu Qingzhi, any part of his body could be used as a weapon, so how could he take these things seriously?

He shook his numbed hands, glared at Gu Qingzhi with eyes as sharp as knives, spat in dissatisfaction, raised his sword with both hands and slashed at her again.

This second-generation rich man has probably only learned how to bully people from his father and brothers over the years, and he did not inherit any of their literary or military skills.

With such skills, he is not afraid of showing his weakness and even dares to openly bully a child younger than him.

I don’t know if it was because she simply couldn’t stand him or out of revenge, but Gu Qingzhi thought it was fun to play tricks on him.

She dodged all his attacks and refused to fight back. She wanted to see if he would become like his father and brother when he got annoyed and angry.

Feng Zhanye saw a barely perceptible smile on Gu Qingzhi's face when she was dodging. It was a smile that was completely different from the one Guard Gu had shown these days. It was a playful and frivolous smile.

She seemed to be... helping him fight back? Was this the reason why she took his place?

Seeing that she at least dodged easily, he loosened his fist.

Zuo Chengran also vaguely sensed something was wrong. How could a lowly guard be so capable of perfectly avoiding his attacks every time?

"Are you holding the sword in your hand just for display?"

He tried to provoke her with words, hoping to make her reveal her flaws again, but Gu Qingzhi remained calm even when she was killing someone, so how could she be influenced by just a few words from him?

Gu Qingzhi just felt that the sword should not be used lightly, and the attack must be made at the right time.

Now Zuo Chengran is still in the prime of his strength, so she just needs to avoid his attack temporarily. When his strength is exhausted, this fine iron sword will have a chance.

The chase and hide between the two made Zuo Chengran increasingly confused. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a bastard younger than him yawning loudly due to sleepiness. The two concubines beside him were more concerned about their appearance than looking at him, and even stroked their hair.

Seeing that everyone was losing interest in watching the show, and that he could no longer use this opportunity to show off in front of his father and brothers, Zuo Chengran finally became anxious.

"Stop! I order you, don't hide anymore! Either fight back or admit defeat!"

Gu Qingzhi was obedient and really just stood there motionless.

Zuo Chengran grinned. Servants are servants, and they are indeed easy to control.

He thrust the sword with both hands and attacked Gu Qingzhi's chest.

He was now so excited that he had completely forgotten that he was in a competition. He only wanted to stab Gu Qingzhi once to save his face.

This was exactly the opportunity that Gu Qingzhi was waiting for.

Fight back, you said so yourself.

Perhaps no one here knows more about various weapons than her. You know, although black iron can be cut like mud, that is because it is hard enough.

Since it is a hard substance, its toughness will naturally not be very good, but fine iron is different.

Although refined iron is not as hard as black iron, it is much more flexible than black iron. If you use force skillfully enough, you may be able to shake the black iron.

The black iron sword that was stabbing towards her chest was flashing with a cold light, and it was clearly meant to take her life.

She turned her wrist and swung the fine iron sword in her hand. The blade climbed up the silk vines and entangled the tip of the black iron sword before it pierced her heart.

Zuo Chengran had obviously never seen such a technique before, but he also knew that the sword in his hand must be much more powerful than an ordinary sword, so he certainly would not let go.

The two men confronted each other with great tension, and the competition became exciting again. Everyone present watched intently, afraid that they would miss any moment.

Feng Zhanye was pinching the corner of the table nervously, his eyes fixed on the tip of the sword that was about to pierce Gu Qingzhi's body.

Just a little bit close.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on Zuo Chengran's forehead. He was very strong, but Gu Qingzhi had practiced martial arts for many years, so even as a woman, she was strong enough to support herself.

The fine iron sword blade gripped the black iron sword body inch by inch, but Zuo Chengran's black iron sword was made of superior material and was still much sharper than the fine iron sword. Soon, a hole was cut in the sword body by the black iron sword blade.

Seeing that the fine iron sword in her hand was about to collapse, Gu Qingzhi hurriedly increased her strength, and she was almost rolling the fine iron sword into a whip.

Finally, the subtle sound of the black iron sword breaking reached Gu Qingzhi's ears. She turned sideways, pulled the hilt of the sword, and pressed it down hard.

In an instant, with a "crackling" sound, the exquisite black iron sword broke into pieces, shattered into pieces and fell to the ground, making a "ding-dang-dang" sound.

Zuo Chengran felt his hand lighten and he fell forward. A palace soldier was quick to help him but was also knocked down because of his excessive momentum.

Fortunately, there were palace soldiers to support him, so Zuo Chengran at least did not fall flat on his face. He was just hit by the man's armor and his nose was bleeding.

Everyone was shocked by Gu Qingzhi's move, except Feng Zhanye, who quickly ran into the arena and checked Gu Qingzhi from head to toe before asking, "Are you okay?"