As soon as Chu Wushuang said this, the hearts of everyone present froze. As expected, Chu Wushuang clearly wouldn't allow Chu Wuming to rise so easily. Even if he couldn't stop him, he could still disgust him a little.
Everyone present was either a court official who held great authority or the patriarch of a powerful clan. They were all experienced figures, so how could they not understand Chu Wushuang's intentions when they heard Chu Wushuang's words?
Building an arena for everyone to spar. These words could deceive a three year old child, but everyone present was famous and influential. How could they personally go up and spar at such a time? Moreover, even if they went up, who would they represent? This was clearly a battle between the three princes. If you went up, it would naturally mean that you represented one of the princes.
It was precisely because of this that no one would go up on this arena. Of course, Chu Wushuang had never thought of letting anyone else go up. As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Wushuang glanced at the young man behind him and smiled.
"Brother Yang Heng, I wonder if you're interested in sparring with someone?"
When they heard Chu Wushuang's words, although it seemed like he was asking for Yang Heng's opinion, he was actually telling everyone that he was sending Yang Heng up.
Who was Yang Heng? Everyone present was familiar with his identity. He was a core disciple from Tianfeng Shengzong, and he was an invincible existence among his peers.
At this moment, Chu Wushuang had sent Yang Heng. His meaning was very clear. Whoever wanted to fight would send someone of the younger generation. This was obviously targeted at Chu Wuming.
Now that Chu Wuming had the Burning Sky Ruler behind him, Chu Wuque and Chu Wushuang were no longer able to suppress Chu Wuming in the Dao Emperor Realm. As such, Chu Wushuang could only find other ways to suppress Chu Wuming.
After thinking about it, the only person who could suppress Chu Wuming was Yang Heng. As a core disciple of Tianfeng Shengzong, Chu Wushuang was well aware of Yang Heng's strength. Although Chu Wuming had many followers of the younger generation, they were simply ants when compared to Yang Heng.
Moreover, he had sent Yang Heng, so Chu Wuming could only send someone of the younger generation. Among the younger generation, Chu Wuming's side was no match for Yang Heng.
When he heard Chu Wushuang's words, Yang Heng stood up and smiled. "I naturally won't refuse Your Highness' order."
"Haha, good. Everyone, who is willing to exchange pointers with Brother Yang Heng?" Yang Heng agreed. Chu Wushuang laughed loudly.
In the face of Chu Wushuang's shout, no one present spoke. Chu Wushuang had clearly expected this, so he wasn't angry. Instead, he turned to Chu Wuming with a smile and said, "Third Brother, I heard that a young genius has appeared by your side recently. How about it? Do you want him to exchange pointers with Brother Yang Fan?"
As he spoke, Chu Wushuang glanced at Xiao Chen from time to time. Obviously, the person he spoke of was naturally Xiao Chen.
He hadn't seen Xiao Chen fight, but Chu Wushuang who was well aware of Yang Heng's strength clearly didn't think that Xiao Chen could go against Yang Heng. Today, Chu Wushuang wanted to send a message to everyone by allowing Yang Heng to defeat Xiao Chen in front of everyone.
Didn't you, Chu Wuming, rope in a great figure at the Dao Emperor Realm? You possess the strength to go against me at the Dao Emperor Realm, but what about the other aspects? I, Chu Wushuang, can't crush you either.
To put it bluntly, Chu Wushuang wanted to tell everyone that Chu Wuming still didn't have the qualifications to go against him even with the Heaven Scorching Ruler. Chu Wuming was still too weak. He also wanted to remind the various powers that were wavering to think carefully about whether they should submit to Chu Wuming.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Wushuang smiled at Chu Wuming and waited for his reply. At the same time, Chu Wuming who was already in a difficult position could only look helplessly at Xiao Chen.
He'd already expected that Chu Wushuang and Chu Wuque wouldn't let him rise so easily. However, Chu Wuming hadn't expected that Chu Wushuang would actually go so far and force him into a dead end in front of so many people.
Based on the current situation, no matter what Chu Wuming chose, he would definitely lose face today. If Xiao Chen didn't fight, it meant that he was afraid. On the other hand, if Xiao Chen chose to fight and lost in the end, it would mean that he wasn't a match for Chu Wuming. It would also cause Chu Wuming's status in the hearts of the various powers. In this way, it would be even more difficult to rope him in in the future.
Of course, if Xiao Chen could defeat Yang Heng, it would be a different story. However, Yang Heng was a core disciple of the Tianfeng Shengzong. Could Xiao Chen defeat him?
Although he knew that Xiao Chen's battle prowess was extraordinary, Yang Heng wasn't an ordinary character. Chu Wuming wasn't confident in Xiao Chen's ability.
Knowing what Chu Wuming was thinking, Xiao Chen, who hadn't said a word until now, slowly stood up. A faint smile appeared on his face as he said, "Since Your Highness Second Prince wants to spar, I naturally can't refuse."
Xiao Chen agreed to fight. Hearing this, Chu Wushuang laughed heartily. He coldly glanced at Xiao Chen and said indifferently, "Haha, good. Then let this prince see how strong the people under Third Brother are."
Xiao Chen agreed to fight. Very quickly, everyone cleared out a space below the Heaven Ascension Platform and reinforced it with glyphs to prevent the shockwaves from the battle from spreading to other people.
The glyphs were used to construct a space for the battle. Then, Xiao Chen and Yang Fan both came to the center of the glyphs. Immediately, the glyphs were activated and an invisible light curtain separated Xiao Chen and Yang Fan.
Looking at Xiao Chen in the middle of the glyphs, Chu Wuming's face was still ugly. Beside him, the Seventh Prince also whispered.
"Third Brother, do you think Xiao Chen can win?"
"I don't know. Brother Xiao Chen's strength is indeed extraordinary. When he faced the Yang Family's disciples, he killed them with one finger. However, Yang Heng is also not an ordinary person." Hearing the Seventh Prince's words, Chu Wuming replied in a deep voice.
Hearing Chu Wuming's words, the Seventh Prince sighed helplessly and said, "I think Xiao Chen's chances of winning are less than 10%. Although Third Brother has seen him kill the Yang Family's disciples, how can the Yang Family's disciples be compared with Yang Heng? Each of the core disciples of Tianfeng Shengzong is a dragon among men. It is even said that the core disciples of Tianfeng Shengzong have been taught by semi-sages. Therefore, even the heaven's pride experts are no match for them."
The Seventh Prince was not optimistic about Xiao Chen's chances at all. He said that he had a 10% chance of winning because he was worried about Chu Wuming's face. Otherwise, according to the Seventh Prince's real thoughts, Xiao Chen would lose without a doubt.
Not only the Seventh Prince, but almost everyone present had the same thought. It was not that Xiao Chen was not good enough, but that Yang Heng was too strong. A core disciple of Glory Sect was definitely not a joke. Every core disciple of Tianfeng Shengzong was the future successor of Glory Sect. Their talent was unimaginable.
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