Monica knew that Ye Han was angry with Dongfang Jing, but after Ye Han said this, she still couldn't help but be happy. A woman in love had zero IQ, which is a bit good.

Dongfang Jing faced Ye Han's light insult, and there was no fluctuation on her beautiful face. Her eyes as dark as light paint stared at Ye Han, as if she wanted to use her crystal clearness as snow to make Ye Han as ashamed.

"Ye Han, the military must take back its dignity. We will not let Luo Feiyang go, but it is not your turn to deal with it." Dongfang Jing said slowly: "A rabbit will bite people if it is too urgent. If you really want to fight, if the military moves a lot, you, the Truman, will not have good results. Based on this premise, in order to avoid harming the harmony, we will have a duel to decide the ownership of Luo Feiyang. How about it?"

"Oh, what showdown?" Ye Han suddenly became interested. He also knew that the military had acted seriously this time. Even if it would not cause a large-scale quarrel, neither side would look good. If it could be resolved peacefully, Ye Han naturally hoped to resolve peacefully.

Dongfang Jing said: "Although I don't know how to cultivate martial arts, I have been studying Tai Chi swordsmanship since I was a child. I will compete with you and use chopsticks to compete, without using internal strength. If I win by chance, Luo Feiyang will be taken away by us. If I lose, we will no longer ask about Luo Feiyang's affairs."

"No problem!" Ye Han did not hesitate at all.

His mind is strong and his will is as solid as a rock. Although swordsmanship is not his profession, martial arts are the same as all laws. Ye Han's enemy will be a giant like Yun Mo, the leader in the future. Therefore, if he dare not even respond to Dongfang Jing's challenge, it will have a serious impact on his future victory over Yun Mo and the leader.

"Help us get a pair of steel chopsticks." Ye Han said to Monica.

"Okay!" Monica stood up, there were no steel chopsticks in the room. She was going outside to find the waiter to get it.

Why do you need steel chopsticks? It's very simple. Ye Han bullies Dongfang Jing without cultivation. If Dongfang Jing's swordsmanship is very powerful but he is comparable to Ye Han, then over time, he will fight for the mental power. Ye Han's mental power is naturally stronger than Dongfang Jing, so Ye Han doesn't want to repeat the same mistake when he took steel chopsticks. At the time, he was lucky enough to tie through bamboo chopsticks.

Ye Han now naturally would not give Dongfang Jing this opportunity.

Monica quickly took a pair of steel chopsticks over.

Ye Han took the steel chopsticks and Monica sat next to Ye Han. She looked relaxed and was quite confident in Ye Han.

Ye Han glanced at the calm Dongfang Jing and felt a little nervous. This woman had a strong psychological quality and was also very smart. Since she dared to propose it, she was sure to come. It seems that she should not be underestimated.

After Dongfang Jing took a steel chopstick handed over by Ye Han, he clattered and knocked the steel chopsticks hard on the glass coffee table. The sound was crisp and harsh.

This is Dongfang Jing checking the quality of the steel chopsticks. She was afraid that Ye Han and Monica would deal with the steel chopsticks. As it turned out, there was no problem with the steel chopsticks.

Then, Dongfang Jing stared at Ye Han and said, "Before the battle, the rules should be made clear. Do not use the power of qi and blood, as well as the power of your true qi. If you use it, it is equivalent to losing. We compare skills. Whoever loses if the chopsticks are removed from the hand, or breaks, or has his wrist stabbed, will be considered as losing! Do you have any objection?"

Ye Han shook his head and said, "No!"

Dongfang Jing said, "Okay, start!" Her wrist power was actually very strong. After a sound of starting, she seized the opportunity and slashed at Ye Han's wrist.

With one stab, Xiao Sha Senhan felt like he was soaring into the sky.

He is indeed a master of swordsmanship.

Ye Han was concentrating on his mind and did not dare to be careless at all. With his wrist turned, he led the Bengjin to pick the steel chopsticks towards Dongfang Jing. The power of Qi and Blood is to move Qi and Blood, but this Bengjin was Ye Han's grasp of the force.

The reason why the power of qi and blood is not allowed is to use brute force, but to use reasonable power techniques to defeat the opponent. This is the elegant fight in the martial arts rules.

Once Ye Han's strength collapses, Dongfang Jingru will be electrocuted, and the chopsticks will fly out of his hand. Dongfang Jing's face is calm. Facing Ye Han's collapse, the chopsticks in his hand do not flash at all. When Ye Han collapses, the power of the collapse is like a mud cow entering the sea. He feels a sticky force on Dongfang Jing's chopsticks. Dongfang Jing takes Ye Han's chopsticks and pulls them, intending to disrupt Ye Han's rhythm. Then, thunder instantly pierces Ye Han's wrist.

The sword energy is cold!

The sword light is everywhere!

Ye Han was slightly discolored, and the chopsticks turned in his hand skillfully, and he pushed away Dongfang Jing's chopsticks again. Once he pushed them away, he launched a counterattack, and he stabbed them with a sword.

Fast, so fast! Almost almost afterimage appeared. Ye Han didn't understand swordsmanship, but he also knew that the essence of swordsmanship was fast and tattoos.

Dongfang Jing's face was always as deep as an ancient well, which gave Ye Han an illusion. Dongfang Jing was not without cultivation, but a top master. Otherwise, how could he be so unsuspecting?

Facing Ye Han's sword, Dongfang Jingjing's chopsticks also turned around skillfully. They also whip up and then produced a wonderful sticky force. To be precise, it was not touching, but a kind of force that led to the opponent's strength and made him unable to struggle, and it felt like he was stuck.

This is the reason why I lose my clothes in eighteen!

Ye Han quickly retracted his chopsticks, squeezing them again and again. The chopsticks of the two were really like Xiao Han’s sword. You and I fought faster and faster, and it became increasingly difficult to see clearly. The sword light and sword shadows were colder and murderous intent. The simple fighting sword made Monica, who was standing beside him feel uncomfortable to breathe.

You and I went back and forth, in just three minutes, the two fought for thousands of swords. The thrilling and strangeness were beyond description of the storm.

Slight beads of sweat oozed out of Ye Han's forehead, and Dongfang Jing's face was also pale, and sweat oozed out of her forehead.

Brush! In the fierce fight, suddenly, Ye Han's chopsticks flew out of his hand.

The steel chopsticks fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The lingering sound continued for a long time, as if it was hitting Ye Han's heart. Ye Han looked at this scene incredibly, while Dongfang Jing's face was still calm. She placed her chopsticks on the coffee table. The transition from the storm to the quietness of a falling needle was just a matter of a moment.

Actually...lost!

Not only Ye Han felt incredible, but even Monica couldn't believe it. How could Ye Han lose?

Dongfang Jing was not as lustful as she was still calm. She said, "Mr. Ye is a person who is full of words. I hope Mr. Ye can keep his promise and cancel the arrest of Luo Feiyang immediately. We will contact the national security personnel and take Luo Feiyang back to the military for disposal." After that, he stood up, nodded slightly to Ye Han and Monica, and said, "Goodbye, two."

Ye Han frowned, and he still didn't say anything until Dongfang Jing left the room.

Monica looked at Ye Han worriedly, trying to comfort him, but she didn't know how to comfort him. She didn't understand, and didn't understand how Ye Han lost. It can be said that this was a fatal blow to Ye Han. He always felt that his own style of play was not inferior to anyone, including the leader. But he was defeated by a Dongfang Jing who appeared inexplicably. How could this make him feel sorry for him?

"Ye Han, Dongfang Jing has no cultivation, so he can concentrate on studying swordsmanship. You are purely competing for swordsmanship, and losing does not mean anything." Monica pondered for a moment and comforted Ye Han.

"Impossible!" Ye Han murmured, as if he was immersed in his mind, "How could he lose with the same steel chopsticks and the same right time and place?"

Ye Han is the strongest momentum between heaven and earth, and the Great Buddha of the Clouds suppresses everything.

It is not the opponent of Yun Mo and the leader, he attributes it to his qi and blood. However, he has never convinced anyone of his fighting style. This is Ye Han's pride and confidence, and his confidence that has always been powerful.

And now, it was like a martial arts conference that suddenly appeared at the martial arts conference and easily defeated him, the supreme powerhouse. This was trampling on his self-confidence.

It was one o'clock in the morning!

There is a moon in Shanghai tonight, and it is particularly bright and cold.

The night view on the viaduct and the brilliance of the Oriental Pearls complement each other, forming a beautiful bustling night view of Shanghai.

After Dongfang Jing left the Fenglin Hotel, he got into a military Hummer. A guard driver was waiting. After Dongfang Jing sat down, he said indifferently: "Drive!"

"Yes, Chief!" the driver replied respectfully and started the car.

Then, the car drove out and Dongfang Jing's phone rang. She found the phone from her bag and looked at the telephone. However, it was called by Wu Wenzhong, the military boss behind the scenes.

"Dongfang, how are things going?" Wu Wenzhong's tone was calm.

"He was defeated!" Dongfang Jing said: "Old leader, I can see that Ye Han is a very smart person, very conceited. He has the determination to smash everything and suppress everything. But if I defeat him in his most conceited style of play, it is equivalent to destroying everything about him. This person will not move forward in the future, and he will retreat if he wants to. The Great Trucean is not afraid!"

Wu Wenzhong said: "This person is a talent, but unfortunately he is disobedient and has become a thoughtful sword. The sharper the sword in the future, the greater the trouble we will bring. Now that you Xikunlun people have helped, he can be abandoned." He paused and said: "But, can you really defeat him in terms of playing style?"

Dongfang Jing smiled faintly and said, "His spirit and thoughts are the best in the world. The reason for this idea is indeed because his fighting style has been transformed into magic and no one can defeat it."

Wu Wenzhong was puzzled and said, "That's what..."

"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed!" Dongfang Jing hung up the phone after saying that.

At one o'clock in the morning, this street is not the main street, and there are few pedestrians. Occasionally there are passing vehicles.

Dongfang Jing completed a big event and seemed very relaxed. She just sat quietly, as if she was attending a poetry event. She was the fairy with both talent and cleverness in ice and snow.

It was also at this moment that Dongfang Jing suddenly felt a trace of disharmony. She suddenly opened her eyes, and a sharp light burst out from her calm eyes.
Chapter completed!