56: Chapter 55: The Duel at Renjianqiu!!
Sun Po looked at the opponent's furious appearance; it was obvious that this matter could not end amicably.
Although Sun Po was not very familiar with the ways of the islanders in this world, it was obvious that the other party was not a broad-minded person.
That half-moon-headed man walked over and asked:
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"May I ask what made the two of you laugh?"
That islander's Yanhuang Ancient Country language was very non-standard, and Sun Po could only barely understand it.
Although Sun Po truly detested the islanders to his core, he had to admit that Liu Jianren was in the wrong first in this matter.
No one was willing to be looked at and mocked with strange gazes like an animal.
Liu Jianren also knew it was improper and quickly apologized:
"Sorry, I'm from a small place and have never seen foreign friends before. I was just curious for a moment, please forgive me, haha."
However, the islander's gaze swept over the two of them.
When the islander saw the ferry behind the two of them, as well as the school uniforms of Gaoping No. 2 Middle School on Sun Po and the others,
a sharp glint flashed in the islander's eyes, and he said in a chilling tone:
"I do not accept your apology!
You are a cowardly Yanhuang person, not a true samurai.
A true samurai will never easily bow their head!
I demand a duel with you!!"
Liu Jianren spat and muttered:
"This Laozi was never any damn samurai anyway."
Immediately after, Liu Jianren turned his head back and faced him with a smiling face:
"I'm not any samurai, and this matter is also to blame on my lack of experience. Look..."
Liu Jianren was about to continue speaking, but Sun Po patted him, signaling that he didn't need to say anymore.
Then, Sun Po stepped forward, looked at the islander, and asked:
"I'll fight a duel with you in his place, how about that?"
Liu Jianren quickly pulled Sun Po back and whispered:
"Brother Po, don't! We just arrived in this big city, don't provoke anyone we shouldn't provoke."
However, Sun Po said coldly:
"It's hard to say about others, but this one alone is definitely the person we most ought to provoke."
That islander looked at Liu Jianren, then looked at Sun Po, and said:
"Good!!"
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Just like that, Sun Po didn't even leave the dock before he was going to engage in combat.
As for the reason?
Actually, there was no particular reason. He simply didn't like this nation.
Ever since Yang Xinyue told him the Gaokao strategy on the first day, Sun Po had hidden whenever he could.
Even now, none of Sun Po's opponents knew just how strong Sun Po actually was.
His strength was hidden extremely well.
But when a person hides for too long, they end up hiding away all their spirit and vigor,
hiding until their bones became soft, and hiding until they adapted to a weakling's mindset to survive.
Moreover, forgetting about others,
watching this half-moon-headed, philtrum-mustached little thing talk big about some samurai in front of Sun Po? Talking about cowardice?
In Sun Po's heart, this was almost the same as dancing on his head.
After all, no matter which world it was, those numerous blood debts could never be forgotten.
But the initiator of the challenge, Yagyu Ichiro, did not yet know what he was about to face.
Yagyu Ichiro had also tried every possible means to escape the Gaokao pressure of the Sakura Island Company Divine Kingdom,
to come to the even more powerful Yanhuang Ancient Country with a greater number of universities to take the exams.
As long as he got into a school ranked in the top 100 globally, he could smoothly return to the Sakura Island Company Divine Kingdom to inherit his ancestral dojo.
Thus, Yagyu Ichiro had set his sights on Li Tang Wanbang University, which was famous among the Five Great Powers for its inclusivity.
But when he arrived, he discovered that if the Gaokao difficulty of the Sakura Island Company Divine Kingdom was at the Difficult level,
then the Gaokao difficulty of Yanhuang Ancient Country was at the Hell level.
In his hometown, he was at least hailed as a once-in-a-century genius.
If it weren't for the fact that his hometown only had 1 university in the global top 100 and the competition was far too fierce, he wouldn't have insisted on coming to Yanhuang Ancient Country to take the Gaokao.
Yet he, who thought he would be invincible upon arrival, only won third place in a small municipal competition, barely making it into the provincial competition.
If he performed any worse in the provincial competition, he would completely miss out on a top 100 global university. Yagyu Ichiro was under immense pressure.
When he saw that the other party was wearing the uniform of an out-of-town high school and had just stepped off the ferry, he knew this was a competitor.
Therefore, Yagyu Ichiro hatched a vicious scheme...
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Before long, Sun Po and the others followed Yagyu Ichiro to a marketplace.
Among the market stalls, besides goods being hawked, there was a dark red earthen mound in the center, densely stabbed with broken swords. Carved onto the mound were three large characters: "Renjian Mound".
This "Renjian Mound" was set up with tables, chairs, writing brush, and ink. Sitting in front of the table was an old man in purple robes who was dozing off, reeking of alcohol.
Yagyu Ichiro stepped forward, abruptly pulled a broken sword out of the blood-colored earthen mound, and threw it on the ground.
"Clang!!"
The voice of [Changyou] sounded in his mind:
"Such a heavy ominous and murderous aura in this place!"
Sun Po still didn't understand why, only to hear the dozing old man in purple robes say lazily:
"You kids from out of town over there! You are also people of our Yanhuang, so I'll give you a reminder.
My Jinyang Li Clan values martial arts. Although private fights are forbidden among the folk, people can agree to pull out broken swords on this Renjian Mound to duel, and life or death is of no consequence.
Seeing that the spiritual aura on your body is rich, it seems you are also a Card Maker?
I must remind you, this Renjian Mound is for ordinary people to duel and resolve conflicts, and the use of cards is not allowed. You must think it through clearly!"
Yagyu Ichiro's expression at the side turned somewhat ugly.
Seeing that the two were wearing out-of-town school uniforms and were unfamiliar with the place, he had wanted to exploit an information gap against the opponent.
Yagyu Ichiro had also discovered that the Card Makers of Yanhuang Ancient Country were divided into commoners and aristocratic families.
Needless to say, the strength of aristocratic Card Makers was formidable,
but commoner Card Makers also encountered fortuitous encounters sometimes, and their cards were not necessarily weak.
However, it was an indisputable fact that the personal combat strength of commoner Card Makers themselves was weak.
Because the personal combat strength of a Card Maker required more suitable secret manuals and cultivation techniques, systematic training methods,
a large and long-term supply of medicinal resources, as well as the tempering of battlefield combat.
No matter which of these requirements it was, it was very difficult for commoners to achieve.
Cards could perhaps be leveled out through fortuitous encounters,
but the improvement of a Card Maker's personal combat strength was mostly a slow process.
As the 38th generation successor of the Yagyu Shinkage-ryu, Yagyu Ichiro deduced from their standing postures and footwork
that these were two people without any martial arts foundation, most likely of commoner origin.
As long as he provoked them to come to the "Renjian Mound",
under the condition that they were unfamiliar with the rules, Yagyu Ichiro could directly slay a competitor.
After all, Yagyu Ichiro knew deep down
that while his cards might not be considered outstanding in Yanhuang Ancient Country,
his swordsmanship against a commoner? That would be a massacre!
But now, his wishful calculation had been exposed by this damn on-duty petty official! How could he not be furious?
Yagyu Ichiro turned his head and glared at the old man in purple robes with a vicious expression:
"My uncle Yagyu Jingxia is a retainer under Prince Qin's Mansion. May I ask your esteemed name?"
The dozing old man in purple robes slightly opened his eyes, glanced at Yagyu Ichiro, and sneered disdainfully:
"Starting from now, he isn't anymore. Tell him Uncle Gao said so."
Yagyu Ichiro, whose mind had been clouded by anger, only then reacted: the Jinyang Li Clan revered yellow and purple, and non-Li nobility were not allowed to wear them.
This old man exuded an air of nobility; how could he be any petty official on duty at "Renjian Mound"? He was clearly a noble personage of the Li Clan lineage!
Uncle Gao's mood was already bad to begin with. That brat Li Tiance saw that he had messed up due to drinking and punished him by sending him to do duty here at "Renjian Mound" as a disciplinary measure.
As a result, he also ran into this blind Japanese dwarf babbling nonsense.
As an important official of Prince Qin's Mansion, when Uncle Gao said he would make Yagyu Jingxia get lost, it was definitely not empty words.
Just as cold sweat was breaking out in droves on Yagyu Ichiro, a clear and pleasant female voice suddenly emerged from behind Sun Po:
"I'll fight in his place!"
Xu Xiu had followed them over at some point, and whispered to Sun Po:
"To think that someone as unforthcoming as you could still do such a gratifying thing; it's not bad either. I'll save your life today."
Sun Po looked at Xu Xiu walking out with a full-of-herself expression and slapped his forehead with a sigh.
Although it was well-intentioned, why was this woman so annoying?
What was up with this damn sense of self-superiority?
Sun Po really didn't want to respond anymore; he simply stopped her,
and then stepped forward amidst everyone's astonished gazes.
With another crisp "clang" sound,
Sun Po pulled out a broken sword and threw it down with force.
Renjian Mound duel! Commencing!!
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