Chapter 295 Since you can't wait to get married--

Nie Ruo laughed so much that he was obviously very happy. Although I don't understand what Lin Xin has contributed to the empire and made him receive this title, this title came in time!

Lin Xin is now obviously 'very unhappy to see her happy'.

It's just that he still doesn't understand. What does it have to do with his title whether he accepts the duel or not?

Lin Xin looked at Xiao Mingxin and Xiao Mingli very doubtfully.

"Well, son-in-law, you are the newly crowned imperial baron, that is, the nobles of our empire. According to the rules between the nobles, if there is any enmity between the nobles and the nobles, for example, Miss Nie Ruo said, you touched her... Cough, you can solve this matter through duel. If you don't agree, you will be ashamed," Xiao Mingxin explained.

"So it's just a shame! Shame is nothing. Shame is shame. I thought there would be some great consequences! I said, if someone has to find trouble with a nobleman, often make some trivial things, and then have to fight on the platform, isn't it annoying every day? Who would like to be this nobleman? Lin Xin waved his hand carelessly and sighed heavily. Fortunately, it was just a shame!

'I don't care about shame. What else can you do? Can you still bite me?' Lin Xin looked at Nie Ruo proudly, but saw that Nie Ruo was still smiling, and he actually smiled more happily!

"Well, usually, a duel between nobles can be rejected, but you are different. Your duel, if you refuse, will be 'shameful'!" Xiao Mingli aggravated the tone of the word 'Shameful'.

"Isn't it just a shame? I don't care anymore." It's not to cut off the title or lose your life. It's just losing a person. It's really nothing to care about. What's more, the slightly powerful people in Kirin District know that they have fought back and killed one of the martial artists under the siege of four martial artists. This shame can't be lost in the ears of a real big man.

"Uh! Boss, what our nobles said about the 'disgrace' of refusing to duel is actually just a more decent statement. Conan couldn't bear to look at this boss who seemed to know nothing about the aristocracy and continued to wonder.

Lin Xin's heart beat violently. Does this shame mean anything else?

"Laughing... I'm laughing to death! Lin Xin's younger brother, I don't need to explain the word 'lost', but you can understand the word 'human' as 'human life', which is very 'disgraceful', that is to say, it will be lost, more than your life!" Nie Ruo suddenly felt that her very shameful cry was actually worth it. At least, it could make this hateful hooligan and pervert fall into a more 'disgraceful' situation.

"And this rule?" Lin Xin opened his mouth wide and said with a bitter face, "Can I don't want this title?"

"No way!" The Xiao brothers and Conan shook their heads with great disrespect.

"The title given to you by the empire can only be cut off by the empire. It's not something you don't want."

"What's the matter? Obviously, you all see that Nie Ruo is a perfect fighter. I'm just a seven-grade fighter who has just stepped into a high-level fighter. This duel is not fair, not fair at all! Is it possible that high-level martial artists are allowed to challenge a low-level martial artist in the empire, and then have low-level martial artists to agree unconditionally? I finally understand why the title of the empire is forced to ask you or not!" Lin Xin said very sadly and indignantly.

This imperial title is obviously a trap, just a pit! One day, the one sitting in the middle of the imperial city suddenly became interested, so he stuffed you a title, and then asked a lot of martial artists who were stronger than you to trouble you in batches, and then went to the Doutai. Who would be happy with this title? Well, Lin Xin was happy all day yesterday...

"Cough, this is not the case. The imperial law also has regulations. When it is determined that the strength is indeed significantly higher than the challenged, even in the first duel, the challenged can refuse to fight. But son-in-law, what did you do yesterday? Do you think you meet the one that refuses to challenge? Or do you think you are unfair to you or her, a seven-grade fighter who has just stepped into a high-level fighter, and a perfect fighter? Xiao Ming said with a strange face.

"Ha?" Lin Xin was completely dumbfounded this time. The aristocratic duel of the empire turned out to be so humane? It's not about the superficial cultivation, but the specific strength...

But the problem is that the bet of this duel is not fair!

"Then I'll only agree to the duel, not that bet, okay?" Lin Xin could only ask, "This bet is obviously unfair to Miss Nie Ruo!" She lost. She was going to lose the whole person to me, but I lost, but I didn't lose anything.

"You can't take this bet." Xiao Mingxin still shook her head: "Because Miss Nie Ruo put the bet in the contract early."

"Then it's okay for me to admit defeat directly, right?" Lin Xin finally came up with a good idea.

"It doesn't work either!" Nie Ruo, who had already come through the style, smiled very brightly.

A pair of white wrists raised high for Lin Xin and raised the contract scroll in his hand.

"I just added the punishment to be accepted after the failure of the object to compete with me: according to the newly added terms, if you lose in the duel with me, you can't fight any aristocratic woman or a woman who used to be an aristocratic woman in your life, that is to say, you can't marry any nobleman or ever Jing is a noble woman. You see, my punishment is still very kind, isn't it? I didn't ask you not to marry any woman for the rest of your life.

"Miss Nie Ruo, do you use such a hard time? Are you so worried that you can't get married? Lin Xin felt that he was going to cry! What's the matter? A beautiful woman from a nobleman in Kirin District actually forced herself to marry her?

Lin Xin suddenly felt that this Imperial College was not the place where he could come. He only came to the Imperial College twice in total, and it was actually unlucky again and again...

At the same time, he once again confirmed that the 'Yellow Calendar' invented by the great Chinese nation in the last life is indeed a good thing!

However, although there is no almanac here, as Lin Xin, who crossed from the ancient intelligent race Huaxia, he was very smart and came up with a solution in time.

Isn't it just that you can't win or lose? The strength has reached the level of Lin Xin. Isn't it as simple as playing to deal with Nie Ruo, who is not at the level of a perfect fighter?

"Well, since you can't wait to marry yourself, I agree to this duel." Lin Xin raised his eyebrows and smiled. He smiled mysteriously and strangely...