Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
He panted lightly, looked at the Ministry of War officials around him, held a spear in one hand, and suddenly chuckled, "I wonder if my performance has satisfied everyone?"
At this ti, most of them were military generals defeated by him, too embarrassed to voice opposition against him.
"Then, I wonder if I have the opportunity to challenge all of you?"
As soon as Chu Heng spoke these words.
Originally, those officials who considered themselves of high rank and authority, just watching the show from the sidelines, instantly beca flustered.
"Lord Chu, although this is the Ministry of War, there’s no need for fighting and killing."
"Indeed, Lord Chu, whoever proposed this matter should be responsible for it." So Ministry of War officials implicated in this, not wanting to make a fool of themselves in public, began to shirk responsibility.
Chu Heng didn’t trouble these officials either.
He simply shifted his gaze to Hu Hua, who received glares from several colleagues, especially those who didn’t want to offend Chu Heng or disgrace themselves publicly.
Hu Hua cursed these useless officials in his heart.
They couldn’t make Chu Heng lose with more than a dozen people, and for the sake of their reputation, they pinned the bla on him, making him feel increasingly frustrated.
Feigning a smile while exchanging pleasantries with a few officials, he claid it was all a joke.
After finally appeasing these colleagues, he looked up to et Chu Heng’s gaze.
Chu Heng’s deanor was too calm, and combined with his recent fight, his gaze still carried so fierceness. With his scrutiny, Hu Hua felt a tingling on his scalp and began calculating how to embarrass Chu Heng.
Fortunately, the person he desired soon arrived.
"Lord Chu, sorry for the trouble, but there’s soone else who wishes to challenge you."
"Does Official Hu wish to challenge ? I’ve heard rumors about wanting to challenge Official Hu," Chu Heng replied indifferently, tossing the words back.
Outsiders all knew that Hu Hua had been living comfortably for years, clumsy in his movents, hardly a match for Chu Heng.
Chu Heng’s remark clearly aid to embarrass him.
"Hahaha, Official Hu, indeed, do you want to give it a try?"
"Official Hu ranked quite high in a recent competition; wonder how he’d fare against Lord Chu."
"Ah, maybe Official Hu can last more than ten moves under Lord Chu’s hand?"
"That’s not certain; Official Hu wins by brains, with strategic victories."
The buzzing voices around, whether speaking for Hu Hua or deliberately seizing the opportunity to mock him, made Hu Hua’s mood depressed.
He could see clearly that these people had so dissatisfaction.
But he was related by marriage to Minister Xiang, and even if dissatisfied, they could only endure it.
"Lord Chu, I will not compete with you, understandably not as young as you, not indulging solely in martial pursuits. However, I do have a martial arts prodigy, suitable for a match against Lord Chu."
Hu Hua’s inner fury urgently needed an outlet, and Chu Heng, who awkwardly placed him, was indeed the best choice.
He spoke patronizingly and had soone bring forth the competitor.
Soon, a young boy was escorted out and stood in the arena.
Initially, the officials mocking Hu Hua fell silent, observing the youth on the high platform with surprise in their eyes.
The surrounding noise instantly quieted down.
Chu Heng noticed this anomaly, his gaze landing on the boy, scrutinizing him intently.
The boy remained expressionless, his jet-black eyes dense as though hiding endless words. He quietly returned Chu Heng’s gaze and stated clearly his na: "Underling Xie Zhao, humbly requests the honor of instruction, my lord."
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