"I know your son is under someone's orders. Some Young Master Gang, right? Those good-for-nothings led by Zhao Xi and Zhao Yinje …" Zhu Tianguan said.
"That's right, I only found out a few days ago. I'll definitely ask my Feijun to cut off all ties with them!" Gu He said.
"What good-for-nothings? Zhu Tianguan, can't you see that I'm sitting here?" Madam Zhao said to Zhu Tianguan with a stern face.
"Madam Zhao Qin, whether you're here or not, your son is still a good-for-nothing. I don't think we should waste our time arguing about it, right?" Zhu Tianguan laughed.
Madam Zhao Qin almost fainted from anger after hearing the words!
"Zhu Tianguan, why are you insulting the royal family in front of everyone? What are you trying to do?" Madam Zhao Qin snapped after some time.
"There are people worthy of respect in the royal family, but there are also good-for-nothings and shrews," Zhu Tianguan continued.
"Who are you calling shrews? You … you …" Madam Zhao Qin stuttered. Her face was so red that it was almost black!
"Madam, Madam, don't argue with such a rude person. You won't be able to outtalk him. Why don't we sit over there? Let's sit over there and calm down. Have some watermelon to relieve the heat," Hao Yong said.
Hao Yong helped Madam Zhao Qin, who was about to faint from anger, to another tent under the scorching sun.
Meanwhile, the Vice Sect Leader of the Qi Sect, Gu He, was restless. He wanted to plead on behalf of his son, but he had no idea what to say to convince Zhu Tianguan.
"Brother Gu, why can't you trust me, Zhu Tianguan? Why do you have to rely on those pedantic, ignorant, and worm-like old factions?" Zhu Tianguan patted Gu He's shoulder, then turned around and walked down the palace walls.
"Sect Leader Zhu, Sect Leader Zhu, my son is stupid and was ordered by someone. Please don't take this to heart. There aren't many people left in our Qi Sect who can inherit the power of the gods and mortals. Please forgive us on account of our Qi Sect's decline. In the future, we'll definitely pay you a visit to apologize, we'll definitely …" Gu He chased after Zhu Tianguan, his body almost reaching his stomach.
"How could I not know that he was ordered by someone else?" Zhu Tianguan sighed softly and stopped in his tracks. He turned around and said to Gu He. Before Gu He's expression could relax, Zhu Tianguan continued with a cold expression, "But a grown son without his own judgment and followed a group of mischievous malignant tumors in the Imperial Capital to do some bullying. Even if they have a strong background, their lives can be spared. What about your son? What does he have? All these years, you've been groveling and currying favor with the various major factions. It wasn't easy for you to accumulate some connections, and Zong Lin has also improved. But in the end, you don't have the slightest bit of respect for me, Zhu Tianguan, or for my Zhu Sect. "
When Gu He heard this, his entire body froze. The sky was clear and boundless, and it was as if heavenly thunder was rolling. Gu He felt as if everything he had painstakingly built up had completely collapsed because of this one sentence!
"Sect Master Zhu, Sect Master Zhu, please be merciful, please be merciful, please be merciful …" Gu He lay on the ground and continuously shouted in the direction Zhu Tianguan had left!
Outside the palace walls and the golden tents, there were many important figures from various factions. Their gazes all fell on the lowly Gu He.
Some were confused.
Some sneered.
Some were indifferent.
But no one was willing to come forward and persuade Gu He, and no one came forward to help him up from the scorching sun.
Zhu Tianguan had left. Gu He raised his gaze, his eyes moist and red.
He looked at the nobles in the golden tents. Looking at their indifferent faces, he was instantly enraged.
… …
On the ancient bronze battlefield, Gu Feijun's expression was still gloomy. His heart was filled with indignation. He didn't know that his Zong Lin no longer existed.
He still wanted to win. He loudly ordered the dragon shepherds in his formation, hoping to use the advantage of the formation to launch a strong attack.
However, his formation was suppressed by the Sacred Wood Azure Dragon's Thriving Domain, and he didn't have any combat ability himself.
A man in white slowly walked out from the dense forest.
Those extremely dangerous vines, moss flowers, and roots all opened up a path, as if they were under the control of this person's will.
"Zhu Minglang!" Gu Feijun stared at him and said in disgust.
"Chess Sect?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Yes!" Gu Feijun said.
"A member of the Young Master Huang Gang?" Zhu Minglang continued asking.
"What Young Master Huang Gang? I just can't stand people like you who act so arrogantly. Life and death in the Tournament of Factions is up to fate. Just because someone accidentally injured your younger brother, you actually dared to threaten him in the mourning hall. Do you have any respect for the laws of the Imperial Capital? "Gu Feijun said righteously.
"Oh, so your brain isn't working well," Zhu Minglang commented indifferently when he heard what Gu Feijun said.
The most important thing for a chess master was intelligence.
With Gu Feijun's brain, he really didn't deserve to be a chess master.
Zhu Minglang could spare the life of someone with a bad brain.
However, it was better for him to spend the rest of his life in bed!
Zhu Minglang didn't have to spare him just because of his stupidity. After all, he didn't consider how dangerous his situation would be when he set up the Chess Death Ten-Piece Formation.
The feathers were like blades, dancing wantonly. Zhu Minglang, who was dressed in white, was surrounded by a strong feather storm.
As Zhu Minglang waved his hand, the Illusory Spirit Feathers flew toward Gu Feijun. They were densely packed together and terrifyingly sharp!
The Illusory Spirit Feathers accurately avoided Gu Feijun's vitals. They cut open the tendons of his limbs, elbows, fingers, thighs, back, and calves …
"AHHH!"
Gu Feijun's painful cry echoed throughout the bronze battlefield.
It felt like he had been dismembered, yet every part of his body was intact.
Every joint of his body had been cut open, his tendons and bones were severed, but his vitals were avoided …
The Illusory Spirit Feathers spun and flew back to Zhu Minglang's side. Not a single drop of blood was on them. They were still clean and white.
Zhu Minglang turned around. He didn't even bother to look at the paralyzed man.
At this moment, a Swift Dragon that had been hiding nearby dashed out and attacked Dragon Shepard when Zhu Minglang had just taken back his Storm Illusionary Feathers.
Zhu Minglang's white robe suddenly fluttered. He drifted dozens of meters away like a phantom. The Swift Dragon's claws missed. It furiously chased after Zhu Minglang, but Zhu Minglang easily dodged it with the Phantom Clothes. The Swift Dragon didn't even touch the corner of Zhu Minglang's robe.
"Peng!!"
Suddenly, the Silver Fir Troll Guard stomped down. The Swift Dragon didn't even have time to react before it was stomped into a pile of meat!
Following the Swift Dragon's death, a cry of agony came from the vines not far away. It must be a Dragon Shepard suffering from the pain of his dragon's soul being torn apart.
"Take care of him," Zhu Minglang said to the Silver Fir Demon Guard.
The Silver Fir Demon Guard moved toward the vines. The Dragon Shepard soon screamed in fear.
Zhu Minglang couldn't care less if the Dragon Shepard was dead or alive.
Either way, Zhu Minglang wouldn't show any mercy to the people who had attacked him.
The Silver Fir Seeds buried in the soil were growing stronger and stronger. A few more Silver Fir Devil Guards appeared in this flourishing land. These Silver Fir Devil Guards followed Zhu Minglang.
Wherever Zhu Minglang went, they would kill those dragon beasts.
If they encountered a master rank dragon, the Silver Fir Demon Guards would attack. Even a master rank dragon couldn't withstand the attacks of the other Silver Fir Demon Guards.
"Either the dragon dies, or you die. Choose," Zhu Minglang said coldly.
It was a lord-class Dragon Master from an unknown faction. He had a Sky Crack Dragon, which was one of the strongest in the second round. He was a true lord-class Dragon Master.
The Silver Fir Demon Guards fought against him for a long time. In the end, more and more Silver Fir Demon Guards joined the fray.
That person wanted to recall the Sky Splitting Dragon back to Spirit Realm and escape the forest created by the Divine Wood Azure Dragon. However, Zhu Minglang wouldn't let him leave unscathed!
"Don't go too far!" the young man glared at him.
"So I'm the one who's bullying you …" Zhu Minglang sneered.
Trash like him couldn't tell right from wrong. The pain of death might not be enough to enlighten him.
It would be better to kill all the Dragons and cripple them. Only then would they gradually understand their actions today amidst the humiliation of being unable to take care of themselves!
Of course, he wasn't the only one who was crippled. There were ten of them here today. They could live in the same sanatorium in the future and communicate with each other. They wouldn't be lonely for the rest of their lives.
If someone finally thought things through and was able to hug the others and cry bitterly, it would not be a waste of Zhu Ming Lang's good intentions of sparing their lives today!
"Bai Qi, take a look around and see if anyone escaped. Don't leave a single one alive!" Zhu Minglang said to Little Bai Qi.
Little Bai Qi jumped down from Zhu Minglang's shoulder.
It reaped the lives of the dragons even faster. To it, all the dragons trapped in the forest were just prey it could trample on.
The Bingchen Bailong's figure darted into the dense forest. It was a clean massacre. Everywhere it went, screams of terror and pain could be heard …
Outside the bronze battlefield, the battle was still going on.
Most of the dragon shepherds and divine mortals would stop when the battle was over. When they realized that they couldn't win, they would retreat from the battlefield.
The forest area that wasn't summoned by the Divine Wood Azure Dragon had turned into a pure slaughter.
More and more Silver Fiend Guards appeared and killed the dragons.
The Divine Wood Azure Dragon looked down from the sky. Its battle in the sky had ended. Six dragons, including the main level Wind Fiend Dragon, had been killed.
Meanwhile, the scattered dragon beasts in the forest were like little chicks, carrying their masters on their backs as they searched for the exit of the forest maze. However, all that awaited them was a sense of approaching fear.
… …
Outside of Xing Xing Xing, Lu Bin of the Azure Dragon Hall was extremely shocked.
He had thought that Zhu Minglang was most likely going to die. He had been struggling to decide if he should interfere with such a despicable act.
However, before he could make a decision, the Divine Wood Azure Dragon had shown its might.
The people who were most likely going to die were the members of the Chess Sect and the dragon shepherds.
"This Zhu Minglang is so ferocious. He actually killed all those people's dragon beasts. Luckily, I left early that day." Fu Jinqing said with lingering fear.
"Jinqing, you're wrong about that. That day, no matter how fierce his black tyrannosaurus was, it didn't kill any of the dragons that had lost their ability to fight. But today, he went on a killing spree … In my opinion, these disciples only have themselves to blame. It was a competition of factions, and everyone was fighting for themselves. However, they colluded with each other to deal with a single person! "an elder of the Blue Dragon Palace said.
"So that's how it is. An eye for an eye. Fortunately, senior brother didn't take advantage of the situation. Otherwise, he would have suffered the same fate," Fu Jinqing said.
"Hmph, if he's such a bastard, he deserves to die," an elder of the Blue Dragon Palace said.
… …
The dense forest gradually dissipated, leaving only blood-red moss on the ground.
Zhu Minglang walked out of the dragon corpses. All the Silver Fiend Guards stood behind him like ancient, loyal soldiers.
They were tall and majestic. Just by standing there, they gave off a powerful pressure.
The Divine Wood Azure Dragon stood on the shoulder of a Silver Fiend Guard and looked down at the bronze battlefield.
Its body glowed with azure light, sacred and dignified. As long as it gave the order, all the Silver Fiend Guards would trample all over the bronze battlefield.
However, unlike in the first round, Zhu Minglang stood in place and didn't move to any other part of the battlefield.
This caused all the disciples in the Ancient Bronze Battlefield to heave a huge sigh of relief.
If Zhu Minglang still wanted to clear the battlefield like before, they wouldn't be able to make it to the next round no matter how hard they struggled.
Zhu Minglang's area was basically empty …
No one dared to move half a step toward that area. Getting close to that area was probably even scarier than being eliminated.
In any case, Zhu Minglang only occupied one spot. Everyone silently agreed that Zhu Minglang had already made it to the next round. They were already very lucky that this great Buddha didn't have any other thoughts about them!
At the pavilion.
In the place covered by the white veil, Zhao Yinge sat there like an iceberg. His eyes were burning with anger!
Why was this guy still so difficult to deal with even without the Swordsman?
"Yo, Little Heir, your legs are so weak, but you still remember to come and watch Zhu Minglang's lively performance on the battlefield." Zhu Minglang's voice suddenly came from the battlefield.
The thin white veil didn't seem to be able to block Zhu Minglang's gaze.
Zhu Minglang's eyes were fixed on the people in the pavilion.
When Zhao Yinge heard this, his entire body turned scarily cold.
"Looking at the Little Heir's condition, I'm afraid that there must have been some outstanding mechanical engineer who created a pair of flexible and comfortable artificial limbs for the Little Heir. I wonder if he is more used to it than before?" Zhu Minglang continued.
When Zhao Yinge heard this, he felt like his anger was about to burst out from the white veil in the pavilion!
The others standing at the side felt that Zhao Yinge was emitting a terrifying aura!
Artificial limbs??
The Little Heir of the royal family, Zhao Yinge, was using artificial limbs??
No wonder he was wearing a large brocade robe on such a hot day. Was he not willing to let others see that his limbs were different from others??
"Zhu Minglang!!!" Zhao Yinge's face was about to twist together.
"Hao Shaocong alone isn't enough to repay my brother's life. Little Heir, you better not let me find out that you're related to this matter. Otherwise, I, Zhu Minglang, will cut off more than just your limbs this time!! "
In front of everyone, Zhu Minglang smiled at the noble Heir of the royal family!
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