The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast-Chapter 1197: A Little Horn (Part 51)

The broadsword was blocked by the spear, and the heir of the Marquis of Zhennan laughed loudly: "Cousin, your temper is really unstable!"

"Cousin, all your martial arts came from the Mansion of the Marquis of Zhennan. Every move and style, I know them better than you do. Are you sure you can defeat me?"

"Don’t be foolish, if I don’t hold back, you will certainly be injured and suffer a terrible defeat."

"Cousin, I really don’t want to hurt you."

"Shut up!" Bai Yu swung a knife.

The heir of the Marquis of Zhennan moved his spear to block, but realized it was just a feint, the broadsword reversed, hacking toward his waist.

The heir of the Marquis of Zhennan barely reacted in time, only able to jump off his horse’s back to avoid the strike.

As he attempted to get back on the horse, Bai Yu gave him no chance, the blade swung empty, turning it downward to slash into the sweat-blooded horse.

The horse, startled and in pain, let out a cry and turned to flee.

Bai Yu, sitting high on her horse, looked down at the heir of the Marquis of Zhennan who had lost his steed, and smiled: "Do you still think you’re certain to win now?"

The heir of the Marquis of Zhennan’s gaze deepened, his eyes gloomy.

This sword technique he had never seen before.

Thinking back to the battle from before, the Eldest Princess must have learned new martial arts.

"I want to see what skills you’ve picked up these years!"

"Alright, let me show you my martial arts talent as the princess!"

The heir of the Marquis of Zhennan took a running start, leaped up, and stood on the horseback of Bai Yu’s horse, the two fighting atop the back, the broadsword swinging, the spear blocking, spear striking, broadsword deflecting—back and forth, evenly matched.

The heir of the Marquis of Zhennan grew increasingly alarmed.

"In such a short time, you’ve honed your sword technique to perfection! If I’m not mistaken, this is Bai Family’s swordsmanship!"

"Indeed."

"I heard that the dog emperor is planning to arrange a marriage for you, with someone from the Bai Family? Seems it’s also a lineage from the King with a Different Surname?"

"This is true, once I finish you off, we shall marry!"

"Heh, cousin, don’t forget, I’m not dead yet! You are mine! If anyone dares to take you, the fate of your four previous fiancés will be the same as that Bai Family youth! Cousin, today I’ll definitely capture you, no need to choose another day, we’ll marry when we return, have the bridal chamber tonight! Hahaha..."

He laughed wildly, his eyes lewd, filled with possessiveness.

Bai Yu felt only disgust, grateful in her heart that it was her fighting, not Her Highness.

He wouldn’t want his Eldest Princess to be disgusted by this man.

"Today is a good day, but not suitable for marriage, perfect for burial! So, let today be your memorial day, what do you think?"

"Cousin, when did your words become so annoying? If you continue to say things that displease me, I think tonight I can only marry a mute bride. The tongue is a good thing, but cousin doesn’t need it."

"Then let’s see if you have the skill to take my tongue!" The broadsword was raised high and slashed down heavily.

The heir of the Marquis of Zhennan was taken aback.

Actually, he had begun to suspect the opponent’s identity, because wearing a mask and having short hair, he could only initially determine it was the Eldest Princess, but the moves were wrong; it was impossible to master the sword technique so quickly.

But now, faced with this seemingly thousand-pound forceful slash, he no longer doubted.

Only one person in Great Xia could possess such divine power.

Only General Zhentian, Her Highness the Eldest Princess herself, it couldn’t be anyone else.

The heir of the Marquis of Zhennan awkwardly dodged the slash, letting out a breath: "Cousin, your strength has grown."