novelapdf Chapter 166 Best of 3
Chapter 166 Best of 3
Chapter 166 Best of Three
Jiang Fengyue sighed, "I came to find you for one thing."
Gongsun Lan asked, "What is it?"
Jiang Fengyue smiled and said, "It's about the Embroidered Flower Thief."
Gongsun Lan angrily said, "Do you think one of us is the Embroidered Bandit who has been causing trouble recently?"
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Jiang Fengyue smiled and said, "Yes and no, that's why I came here."
Gongsun Lan sneered, "It's a pity we don't care about these things. Even if they do, it's our own business. On the contrary, you won't be leaving here today."
Jiang Fengyue said calmly, "You consider yourself my match?"
Gongsun Lan sneered, "Even if I alone am no match for you, do you think the seven of us sisters would be afraid of you here?"
The other six sisters in the room couldn't help but gasp when they heard Gongsun Lan admit that she was no match for Jiang Fengyue.
Jiang Fengyue recalled the three years of internal energy that Gongsun Lan and her sisters had provided her, shook her head helplessly, and said, "You can try it, though."
Gongsun Lan suddenly blinked and laughed, "If all seven of us sisters attack together, it would be too much of a bully for you. Why don't we compete in something else?"
Jiang Fengyue asked curiously, "How do you want to compete?"
Gongsun Lan smiled slightly and said, "How about we have a three-match contest? If you win two matches, I'll let you go, but if you lose, you'll have to leave your head behind."
Jiang Fengyue sneered, "It seems like I'm the one who'll profit more, but why should I gamble with you? What good would that do me? Why don't you all join forces? That would be more straightforward."
Gongsun Lan recalled the unpredictable martial arts Jiang Fengyue displayed in the West Garden that day, and couldn't help but feel a little scared. Subconsciously, she was unwilling to take that kind of risk again.
Gongsun Lan asked, "How do you want to bet?"
Jiang Fengyue smiled slightly and said, "It's very simple. If I win, you come with me."
Gongsun Lan frowned and asked, "Why should I go with you?"
Jiang Fengyue said calmly, "For the Embroidery Thief."
He didn't say that Gongsun Lan was the Embroidered Bandit, but others could easily misinterpret his meaning.
Gongsun Lan said coldly, "Let's gamble then. I want to see if you can take me away alive."
Jiang Fengyue laughed and asked, "So what will we compete in the first round?"
Gongsun Lan stepped aside and said, "Let's have a drinking contest."
The person who wanted to have a drinking contest with Jiang Fengyue was obviously not her, but if a woman were to have a drinking contest with a man, she would be at a disadvantage. So why would she propose such a contest?
Jiang Fengyue said, "Who's going to compete with me?"
Just then, Third Sister stepped forward, smiled sweetly, and said, "I'll compete with you."
There were already six jars of wine on the table.
Six jars of Luzhou Daqu (a type of fermented liquor).
Without saying a word, Jiang Fengyue picked up a jar of wine and started chugging it down her throat. Soon, the jar was empty. The people in the Red Shoes organization, seeing Jiang Fengyue drinking so heavily, secretly thought that she was about to be in trouble.
The unlucky one wasn't Jiang Fengyue, but San Niang. San Niang hadn't even drunk half a jar of wine before she was already swaying and about to collapse.
The purpose of the first competition was not to have a woman outdrink a man, but to get Jiang Fengyue drunk.
This is Gongsun Da Niang's territory. San Niang can get drunk, Gongsun Lan can get drunk, but Jiang Fengyue is the only one who cannot get drunk. Once Jiang Fengyue gets drunk, she will become fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.
Fortunately, Jiang Fengyue was not drunk. He drank three jars of wine and was still very clear-headed. On the contrary, San Niang hadn't even finished one jar of wine before she collapsed onto the table.
Jiang Fengyue sighed and said, "I don't want to bully you either. Why don't you all drink for this Third Sister? Maybe then we'll have a better chance of winning."
Gongsun Lan's lips twitched as she stared at Jiang Fengyue, who had drunk three jars of wine without any ill effects, and angrily asked, "Are you so confident?"
Jiang Fengyue smiled slightly and said, "I'm just afraid you don't have enough wine here."
Gongsun Lan shouted sternly, "Enough!"
Jiang Fengyue asked, "What's enough?"
Gongsun Lan angrily said, "You've had enough to drink. You win this round."
Jiang Fengyue sighed, "It seems you're not so unreasonable after all. What should we compete in the second round?"
Gongsun Lan coldly replied, "Sword!"
Jiang Fengyue laughed and said, "But I don't have a sword in my hand. Can I fight you empty-handed?"
Gongsun Lan shuddered as she recalled Jiang Fengyue's skill in disarming Bai Jia with her bare hands that day, and shook her head, saying, "No, you must use a sword too."
She was confident that if Jiang Fengyue didn't use that unheard-of martial art, she would definitely win the match, especially since it was a sword match, the one she was best at.
Jiang Fengyue sighed. He hadn't held a sword in his hand for a long time, but the sword in his heart had never rusted.
Gongsun Lan, thinking Jiang Fengyue was hesitating, sneered, "You can also borrow a sword."
Jiang Fengyue smiled and said, "Borrow? From whom?"
Gongsun Lan smiled slightly and said, "Among the seven sisters, I am not the only one who uses a sword. If you can guess who the other swordsman is, you can borrow a sword from her. If you can't, you lose this round."
Jiang Fengyue laughed and clapped her hands, saying, "Great, absolutely fantastic!"
He turned to face Sixth Sister of the Red Shoes organization, the nun in blue, and smiled, saying, "Sixth Sister, may I borrow your sword?"
Gongsun Lan snorted coldly and said, "At least you're not blind; you still have some sense."
The nun in blue's sword wasn't particularly long, but it gleamed with silver light and exuded a chilling aura, making it a rare and excellent sword.
Jiang Fengyue exclaimed, "What a fine sword!"
The nun in blue sneered, "I just don't know if you're qualified to use such a fine sword."
If Jiang Fengyue is not qualified, then no one else in the world is worthy of this sword.
The people upstairs had already reached downstairs and walked to the towering ginkgo tree where Jiang Fengyue had previously hidden. Except for Jiang Fengyue and Gongsun Lan, who stood in the very center of the ginkgo tree, the others kept their distance, simply because they knew that Gongsun Lan's sword had no eyes.
Jiang Fengyue stood under the ginkgo tree, holding a sharp sword, her eyes cold, a stark contrast to when she wasn't holding a sword.
Gongsun Lan frowned. She finally realized that Jiang Fengyue's swordsmanship was not weak, and she became extremely focused.
Jiang Fengyue stood with his sword in hand. In the blink of an eye, a tremendous sword aura burst forth, and the ginkgo leaves seemed to sense this sword energy, falling like rain.
The two figures in the ginkgo rain could only vaguely make out each other's silhouettes. Gongsun Lan was not afraid of this trick, and two short swords were about to fly out.
Her energy and spirit were in excellent condition at this moment. Compared to that day in the West Garden, she had made a qualitative improvement. After the crushing defeat, her swordsmanship had reached a new level.
Her swordsmanship was surprisingly comparable to that of Ximen Chuixue.
Unfortunately, before she could even draw her sword, Jiang Fengyue's sword tip was already pressed against her throat.
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