Chapter 1940: Chapter 1937: Counterattack

Chu Heng heard the name.

His eyelid twitched; today’s main event was coming.

He had heard of the name Xie Zhao.

And from the moment he spoke just now, he sensed a hint of strangeness about him.

Xie Zhao seemed unlike a normal person.

Thinking of his legendary combat record, Chu Heng’s gaze toward Xie Zhao carried a hint of regret for such talent.

"Please." Chu Heng uttered just one word.

As soon as he spoke, he saw a swift figure flash across, showing that the opponent was ready for close combat without any weapon.

Chu Heng quickly tossed his long spear back onto the weapon rack beside him.

His footsteps followed swiftly and moved.

As the long spear hit the weapon rack with a smack, he retreated a step, avoiding the youth’s attacking move.

His head tilted back, watching as the hand that was so close suddenly turned into a claw, changing direction to strike at his face.

The movement was swift and clean.

Chu Heng employed one hundred percent of his strength to confront him.

This youth indeed was a famous ’killing machine,’ having produced several renowned achievement records since being recruited into the Ministry of War, completing tasks assigned by Hu Hua seamlessly.

Even in the camp, there was no opponent who could defeat him.

Such talent, unfortunately, lacked any background and could only be a competent subordinate under Hu Hua.

Moreover, this youth was a Hu person, reticent and laconic.

His status barred him from participating in martial arts competitions.

Within the match, Chu Heng deeply felt the opponent’s strength through his skills.

He felt underestimated.

This thought emerged in Chu Heng’s mind.

He felt somewhat regretful of missing such a talent.

Thus, as he faced Xie Zhao, he tried to lure him with tactical maneuvers.

After fifteen minutes.

The spectators watching the duel outside had already deepened their impression of Chu Heng due to the dazzling match.

They initially didn’t believe Chu Heng could defeat Xie Zhao.

"It’s surprising how strong Chu Heng’s martial prowess is, why is he serving as a scholar?"

"Who knows, maybe he has strength, so he does what he likes."

"Ha, Hu Hua must be fuming now!"

"Serves him right for challenging Chu Heng. Even if Chu Heng is suddenly transferred, Hu Hua can’t provoke him."

"Pah, truly satisfying. Previously, Hu Hua relied on his fighter Xie Zhao and insisted that the skill to manage subordinates matters, saying that as a scholar, fighting wasn’t needed, and if provoked, he’d send Xie Zhao to handle it."

"That’s it, he hit a metal plate. Xie Zhao couldn’t beat Chu Heng."

"Hu Hua is just foolish."

At this moment, Hu Hua was clenching his fists in anger and burning with fury.

Seeing Xie Zhao being pushed aside, evidently defeated, he suddenly walked over and slapped Xie Zhao’s face: "Impudent! Who allowed you to use heavy attacks on Lord Chu? We’re here for a contest, not a life-threatening fight."

Xie Zhao’s cheek instantly swelled, with some red blood traces at the corner of his mouth.

He did not speak, only stood quietly behind Hu Hua as if he were a silent shadow.

Chu Heng extended his hand to take the handkerchief handed over by the servant boy, wiping the sweat off his forehead leisurely.

He advanced calmly: "Official Hu, thank you."

His words, though only halfway spoken, carried such weight that Hu Hua was subdued and couldn’t rebut.

Hu Hua’s face turned green with anger, but outwardly he forced a smile, though it appeared somewhat grim.

"Lord Chu, you are too kind. It was just a good exchange; you’re overthinking."

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