The First Lackey Under The Empress

Chapter 259 Zhao Du'an: What are you all standing there for? Seize this rebel!

“Naturally, it's a martial artist's duel.”

Zhao Du'an sat in the teahouse, overlooking the crowd below engaged in a melee, paused, and commented:

“A very bad one at that.”

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In recent days, the number of Jianghu people in the capital has been increasing, leading to more friction and conflict.

As the saying goes, "Prevention is better than cure." Simply suppressing and blocking will not alleviate the situation, but may instead accumulate into bigger troubles.

Therefore, the imperial court followed the usual practice and set up "arenas" in certain areas of the capital.

If two Jianghu people have a conflict and want to fight, they can engage in a melee within a specific area.

Nearby, the Imperial Guards are responsible for control and will not show bias.

However, fighting and fighting in areas without permission is a violation of the imperial court's explicit regulations and will incur thunderous strikes.

Zhao Du'an knew that the teahouse street was an "officially sanctioned combat zone" circled by the imperial court.

One of the reasons for choosing this location was to make it convenient for the people of the capital to watch the excitement.

Just like now, the two people in the arena were fighting fiercely with swords and sabers.

And outside the "circle," there were many people watching.

The matter of joining in the fun... is simply engraved in human genes...

“Sir, you've taken me to see this for three days in a row, but the people fighting here are not experts. The cultivators are at most mortals, and many haven't even cultivated at all.”

Zhao Du'an looked down from above and calmly commented:

“I've watched for several days, but I haven't seen any clues. Please, Duke... Master Hai, enlighten me.”

Eunuch Hai smiled and said:

“What do you think is the key to breaking through the Divine Chapter Realm?”

Zhao Du'an said, “It's the state of mind, isn't it?”

These were Zhenbao's words.

During this period, he had completely digested the "seed" given by Zhenbao.

He only felt that he was like a bottle filled with water, bulging, and had a sense of stuffiness that he wanted to get out but couldn't.

He suspected that this was the "bottleneck."

Eunuch Hai nodded slightly and said something shocking:

“But do you know that ordinary martial arts cultivators don't usually need any state of mind to break through, unless they reach a high level.

As long as the Qi in the body is full and reaches the limit, it will naturally be a success.

Only our lineage, the path passed down by the Emperor Taizu, requires improving the state of mind in the mortal realm.”

Damn... This is such a pitfall. You didn't say that at the beginning... Zhao Du'an complained in his heart.

He sat upright:

“Is it because of dual cultivation of magic and martial arts?”

“Smart!”

Eunuch Hai smiled, he liked talking to smart people:

“Emperor Taizu's cultivation method integrates the advantages of both the magician and martial artist paths. Magicians often value their affinity with the gods if they want to advance.

But the Martial God himself is his own god. Therefore, he must repeatedly examine his heart and work hard on his state of mind.

Of course, all paths lead to the same destination. Even the pure martial artist cultivation path advocated by the Martial Emperor City Lord only considers martial arts without considering the state of mind before the worldly realm.

In the end, entering the Dao through martial arts will still touch the level of the state of mind... But because the state of mind is not valued in the early stages, the higher the martial artist goes, the more difficult it becomes.”

No wonder...

Among the four "Heavenly Humans," only Martial Immortal Kui is a pure martial artist, and Zhenbao is only a "pseudo-Heavenly Human."

Zhao Du'an frowned and said:

“But can improving the state of mind by watching these low-strength Jianghu people fighting?”

He felt it was a bit outrageous.

Eunuch Hai picked up his teacup and said slowly:

“What is the breakthrough of the state of mind? It's nothing more than a moment of enlightenment, and the so-called enlightenment is just the breaking point of countless accumulations.

Everything you have seen these days seems useless, but it is actually a necessary accumulation.

If you see more, you will naturally have insights. When the time comes, either you will realize it yourself, or I will help you break through that layer of window paper.

Like the Buddhist stick喝, you can only pass this level.”

Accumulation... Zhao Du'an pondered, and seriously looked down.

...

At this time, it began to drizzle again in the cloudy sky.

Dispersing many of the onlookers.

But there were still many people hiding under the eaves of the buildings, watching from a distance.

Even in the teahouses on both sides of the street, there were nosy people watching.

“Ping…”

“Clang…”

In the piercing autumn rain, the two Jianghu people in the open space were already injured, but they still refused to retreat.

Finally, one person was exhausted first, revealing a flaw, and was stabbed in the lower abdomen with a sword, fell to the ground with a thud, discarded his weapon and surrendered.

The other person leaned on his sword, panting, and was also exhausted.

Next to him, an official from the county government in charge of the scene ordered a clerk to drag the two people out.

A sparse cheer rang out from the crowd.

Among the people present, many Jianghu people did not take the skills of both sides on the stage seriously.

Although the common people watched the excitement, after watching too much, their eyes were also critical, and they felt that the fight was not exciting enough.

At this moment, a burly man suddenly jumped out from the crowd.

His eyes were sharp, his figure was tall, his arms were wrapped in metal bracers, and he held a knife in his hand. His aura was different from others.

Many people looked curiously, expecting to see where his opponent was.

But they only saw the burly man standing in the fine autumn rain, suddenly raising his head, facing a teahouse on one side, raising his knife and shouting sternly:

“I have heard of the great name of White Horse Yama Zhao, and today I want to ask for some guidance. Please enlighten me!”

The man's voice was like thunder, rolling across the entire field in an instant.

The knife in his hand was suddenly covered with a thick, scarlet Qi, slashing diagonally towards the ground.

“Boom—”

The layer of red Qi flowing and covering the blade, like flames, flowed diagonally along the blade.

Burning and cutting the hard bluestone pavement into a dark and hideous scar.

It was shocking!

At this moment, the onlookers who were feeling bored suddenly became quiet.

Exclamations rang out:

“A cultivation expert!”

“Qi released externally... at least a middle-grade mortal, looking at the power, I'm afraid it's a high-grade figure.”

“The color of scorching fire, which school of Kung Fu is this from in the Jianghu?”

Among the crowd, there were many with excellent eyesight, who quickly judged that this burly man was actually a high-grade mortal martial artist.

In the Jianghu, he could be considered an expert.

After many days, a powerful figure finally appeared, instantly attracting countless eyes.

...

“Master Hai, did you arrange this too?”

Upstairs, Zhao Du'an, facing the moist air, turned to look at Eunuch Hai.

The old eunuch, who was not wearing a python robe, rolled his eyes:

“Would I be so bored?”

After a pause, this great master of the inner court, who liked to tease the younger generation, smiled and said:

“Throughout history, in the battles between Buddhism and Taoism, there have always been individuals in the Jianghu who wanted to gain fame by stepping on imperial court experts, which has always been a shortcut.

This can also be considered a small tradition. Generally speaking, imperial court experts don't mind for the sake of face.

Your reputation is so great, and you have come for several days in a row, so it is not surprising that you are being targeted.”

Stepping on me to gain fame?

Zhao Du'an couldn't laugh or cry, thinking, where did this reckless youth come from? Didn't he find out how the name of Yama Zhao came about?

If he challenged other imperial court martial artists, the other party might be embarrassed to fight head-on because of face and status.

After all, most people still care about face.

But... you picked the wrong person.

“Forget it, I'm too lazy to move today, let him challenge me.”

Zhao Du'an waved his hand, too lazy to pay attention, and didn't want to waste his energy on this trivial matter.

Downstairs, the burly man, seeing no movement, pursed his lips and spoke again, but called out his name directly:

“Zhao Du'an! Are you hiding in the building because you dare not accept the challenge?”

This time, the onlookers finally reacted and their expressions changed.

“Ah, is he going to challenge Yama Zhao?”

“Is Yama Zhao actually in the teahouse?”

“That one from the White Horse Bureau? Hiss... where did this reckless youth come from? That's right, they all recently entered the capital from other places and don't understand the rules..."

“Hehe, there's a good show to watch. Who doesn't know, 'Whether the capital is in chaos or not depends on what Zhao Jun says,' 'If you pass Juyong Pass, find Du'an for help'…”

The crowd was in an uproar.

The county government official watching the show next to him jumped up, feeling a sense of impending doom, and the nearby Imperial Guards also looked sideways.

In the drizzle.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

A handsome and feminine face slowly protruded from the window on the second floor beside the road, and then pulled out an arm.

Zhao Du'an yawned lazily, leaned on the railing, and looked down at the man holding the knife.

Suddenly, he sneered, without any nonsense, his face turned cold.

Looking at the Imperial Guards nearby who were wearing armor and holding weapons, he said faintly:

“What are you still standing there for? Why don't you capture this traitor?”