Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Man's Fight

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  In April 752, the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Tournament came to a grand close.

  As the competition is limited to young people under the age of 22, the intention of selecting talents is very clear. This competition is also seen by many as a shortcut to the imperial political stage.

  The young master of the imperial capital, Nalan, did not disappoint the crowd and successfully won the martial arts group championship. Hughes obtained third place. The other two people who had a high chance of winning before the competition, Xiang Yu Gongzhu and Jing Lei, one because of her noble status did not participate, and the other did not appear on the scene at all.

  The magic group was won by a mysterious woman named Lin Shiya, who was as beautiful as a heavenly fairy. The champion of the Imperial Capital's Magic Martial Arts Academy, Rose, took fifth place in the magic group. The absence of the Imperial Capital's genius magical girl Are also left many people feeling disappointed.

  The combination of the handsome man and beautiful woman drove the young people of the empire crazy, under the brilliance of the twin stars, Jing Lei and A'Re gradually faded from the memory of the imperial capital.

  The night after the tournament ended, the palace was filled with laughter and wine. George IX personally met with the top ten contestants from each group and hosted a banquet in the palace to entertain everyone.

  Princess Naya looked at the excited crowd, feeling comforted that the empire had selected a batch of outstanding young people, but also having a kind of inexplicable loss. Liuyun Kaidi did not appear, which was within her expectation, but Xinglei and Arey also disappeared, she couldn't figure it out.

  "Your Highness, Nalan offers you a toast!" As the saying goes, when people encounter happy events, their spirits are lifted. Nalan looked especially spirited today.

  "Thank you, congratulations!" The princess raised her glass in a toast to him.

  "If Your Highness doesn't despise me, Nalan is willing to go to the army and follow Your Highness." Nalan took a sip of wine and spoke out his own mind.

  After the New Year's Day, Naya returned to the First Legion of the Empire.

  "Nalan Gongzi's good intentions, Naya has understood. However, I will be leaving the Imperial Capital soon to travel around, you can go to the military on your own first." Naya thought deeply for a moment, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

  Naya remembered Flowing Cloud's words: "If the princess is not drunk, it would be better to open your noble eyes and take a look at the people of the empire, even if it's just pity!" She decided to leave the imperial capital and personally go see the situation within the empire.

  "Very well, I shall await the princess's return." Nalan said elegantly with a smile.

  Towards Nalan, the princess had a pretty good impression, but she felt that there was always something lacking in him.

  Actually, it's quite simple. If Flow Cloud were to evaluate him, he would say: "Too perfect, lacking in masculine energy, a complete pretty boy type."

  Looking at Nalan's spirited and proud demeanor, Xiang Rong's mood was terrible.

  "If he doesn't leave, then who is the one standing there now?" Lei Meng had told her to temporarily leave the Imperial City for a few days, but she hadn't expected that he wouldn't even attend the Magic Warrior Tournament.

  Recalling the days at Imperial Martial Academy, he was so competitive and proud of every victory, after each win, he would hold her and shout in triumph, Camellia couldn't help but shake her head.

  "What's wrong, beautiful Miss Hawthorn?"

  Seeing Hawthorn lost in thought, Hughes walked over with a glass of wine and gave the beauty a sunny smile.

  "Oh, it's nothing, just remembered something." Rose smiled and replied.

  "Nalan Gongzi is indeed a model for the young people of the Imperial City, I am really not as good as him." Hughes sighed, looking at Nalan who was radiant and full of energy.

  "Why so glum, Master Hughes? You've done quite well." Rose said, and then thought of the missing Thunderbolt again, feeling a pang of worry.

  "It's probably so, a man in this world, even if he doesn't have enough strength, but can still go all out and give it his best shot, that's also a delightful thing." Hughes said with a sigh.

  "Hmm. The young master is right."

  "May I have the pleasure of this dance?"

  He set his wine glass down and extended a hand with elegant ease. Rose hesitated for an instant before placing hers in his palm.

  When Mo Feng walked into the banquet hall, he immediately attracted a lot of attention. His handsome appearance, tall and straight figure, the aura of a seasoned military man, combined with his crisp uniform and the shining epaulets on his shoulders, had once led Liu Yun to jokingly call him the "standard diamond bachelor".

  Mu Feng's gaze, however, was firmly fixed on the Magic Champion, Shiya, who was surrounded by a crowd of people. Although he was the winner of the Mo Wu tournament, George had specifically invited Mu Feng to attend, as he would not allow the Empire's most outstanding young noble to remain single for long.

  Xiyue also noticed Mufeng and smiled at him, nodding her head. Mufeng also walked towards her with a stride.

  The night scene of the imperial capital is also exceptionally beautiful because of these young people.

  "Come on, all of you! Come and fight with me!" As he walked to the entrance of the Beast Camp, Liuyun heard the furious roar of Jing Lei.

  In the Beast Camp, Zi Wencheng stood in the swamp with a few disciples, staring at the crazy Thunderous Roar, not daring to move forward. Looking at their bruised faces, it was clear that they had been beaten up by Thunderous Roar. The crowd standing far away also didn't know what to do. Although Zi Wencheng always treated Thunderous Roar as an ordinary disciple, in private, the disciples all knew that Thunderous Roar was the Third Young Master of the Cai family, the younger brother of the Head.

  Seeing Liu Yun come in, Lao Ka was like seeing a lifesaver and quickly ran over.

  "Here, this was found in your brother's room." Old Ka handed over a letter from the Imperial Capital.

  Liú Yún simply took a look and understood what was going on.

  "My goodness, my brother was dumped by that woman called Camellia? And the one who stole him is Hughes!" Liuyun's heart also ignited with anger.

  Taking a big step forward, Fei Yun flew up and kicked a big foot on Jing Lei's chest.

  Looking at the Thunder lying in the swamp, Flowing Cloud tore off his clothes and shouted with bare arms: "Get up and fight me!"

  A thunderbolt suddenly sprang up, tore off his upper garment and wrestled with Flowing Cloud.

  "First love?" A loud "Bang" shook the air as a fist flew towards Flowing Clouds, who asked.

  "Yes!" A thunderous punch struck back.

  "Cut the crap!" Flowing Cloud slapped out a palm.

  "You don't understand anything!" Thunder dodged with a flash of lightning.

  "School flower, what a pity!" Liu Yun threw a punch.

  "Get out of here!" Thundered one foot.

  "A thousand blows and a hundred loves produce a hero!" Flowing Cloud locked his throat with a shocking thunder, and laughed slyly.

  "I'll kill you, you bastard!" A loud clap of thunder struck, slamming Flowing Cloud into the marsh with a loud thud, and Lei himself also fell to the ground.

  "This foot will help Hughes trample you to death, useless thing!" Liú Yún sprang up and stepped on Shēng Léi's chest.

  "I'll beat you to death, you idiot who doesn't understand love!" Thunderous punches rained down on Liú Yún's body.

  "I've been heartbroken seven or eight times since I was fifteen!" After saying that, Liuyun kicked his legs seven or eight times.

  Two people in the swamp, you punch me kick, you say one word I say one word, fighting and scolding. No martial arts, no aura, like two mad beasts tearing each other apart. The people around, all staring at the two lunatics.

  At last, the exhausted Thunder Beast collapsed in the swamp.

  "Are you feeling better?" Liú Yún wiped the dirt off her face and walked over to help up Jīng Léi, embracing him with both arms. Men also have weak moments, especially when it comes to love.

  Jīng Léi leaned against Liú Yún's body and nodded slightly.

  "Thanks, Second Brother, you scolded me to my heart's content."

  "You stinky brat, how dare you say that! Look at all the injuries on me, when we fight, I'm not your second brother, but rather your imaginary rival!"

  "Second brother, the lost feelings, you can choose to continue remembering, but don't indulge in them, and even more so, don't blame heaven or others." Liu Yun said with a calm tone after seeing Jing Lei's emotions had calmed down.

  "Even if the tree and leaves are intimate, there will still be falling leaves. Is it the wind's pursuit or the tree's reluctance to hold on? Neither, it's just that this tree of yours can't shield her from wind and rain."

  Saying so, Liú Yún supported Shí Léi and slowly walked out of the beast camp.

  "In the season of scattered rose petals, don't lose your direction, my dear brother! After the cold winter of love has passed, you will welcome a spring with blooming flowers!"

  Huā jiàng lèi heard Liú Yún's words and fell into inexplicable emotion. She hadn't expected that this stone would have such delicate feelings inside. But a sudden sentence made her emotions dissipate like smoke in the wind.

  "However, that little Hughes, I won't let him off. Damn it, daring to flirt with my brother's girl, I'll make him suffer sooner or later!"