Indeed, the might of this energy vortex was frightening. Furthermore, this was merely an elementary level energy vortex.
However, after releasing it, Shen Lang was once again emptied out. Once again, his mental power was completely depleted.
Of course, he fainted every time he failed, but this time he didn't faint after successfully releasing the energy whirlpool. It showed that the correct procedure of the energy whirlpool still needed to save some mental strength.
It was March 10th, nine days before the duel with Ying Wuming.
… …
After sleeping for 16 hours, Shen Lang went to Paradise Manor again.
He seemed to have developed a habit of talking to Ning Yuanxian every time something big happened. To some extent, Ning Yuanxian was his bosom friend, and they had many rehearsals together.
It was interesting that Prince Jin came to see Ning Yuanxian three times after returning, but Su Nan and Nangong Ao didn't come even once. After all, they had betrayed him.
"What's your plan after this duel?" Ning Yuanxian asked.
Shen Lang said, "I want to stall for at least half a year."
This duel seemed to be extremely absurd, but in Shen Lang's opinion, it was already a sure win.
What would happen after he won?
Ning Yuanxian said, "It's written clearly in the three imperial edicts that whoever wins this duel will get the rightful title of the Great Qian Empire."
Shen Lang said, "Yes! And according to my agreement with Ying Wuming, once I win, the New Qian Kingdom must be loyal to me. There can only be one Great Qian Empire in this world. "
Ning Yuanxian said, "Is half a year enough? Although Ying Guang and Stupa Mountain have suffered great losses, they still have a powerful secret army. Next is the duel with Ying Guang and Stupa Mountain. "
Was half a year enough?
It was barely enough, but it was enough.
In another half a year, it would be almost four years since Shen Lang returned to the Eastern world. Although the territory of his Great Qian Empire hadn't changed, its national power had been upgraded.
Especially recently, the combination of the technological civilization and the ancient Nightmare Stone civilization had finally blossomed.
In half a year's time, the first-generation Nightmare Stone Rifles, Mini Dragon Power, and Hellfire Cannons should be enough to equip the first batch of new soldiers.
Currently, Shen Lang had 7,000 Amazon Army, 2,000 Nirvana Army, 35,000 Skeleton Army and 50,000 Prince Jin Army under him.
If the new weapon could equip all 60,000 people, it would be a blessing in disguise. Shen Lang was confident that he could win the upcoming decisive battle.
The key was whether the situation could give him half a year's time.
The more time there was, the more advantageous it would be for Shen Lang, because he now had a few thousand scholars under his command. Now that the combination of the ancient civilization and the scientific civilization had achieved some results, there would be a continuous period of explosive growth.
The final battle! The final battle.
It was like this every time. Before the battle had even begun, they would have to prepare for the next one.
Shen Lang smiled and said, "If it is possible, I would rather drag things out as long as possible. This is because we will have to face the incomparably powerful Great Yan Empire after the decisive battle with Ying Guang and Stupa Mountain. However, time never stops, and the footsteps of our enemies never stop as well."
Ying Guang had been suffering from the radiation of the so-called dragon egg every day. It had been almost a year now, and the longer it dragged on, the more damage it would cause to his body.
Moreover, once the outcome of the battle between Shen Lang and Ying Guang was decided, the Great Yan Empire would immediately launch a devastating attack.
Super long-range strategic strike. Just the sound of it made one's hair stand on end.
Therefore, in this half a year, not only did Shen Lang have to prepare for the final battle with Ying Guang and Stupa Mountain, but he also had to find a way to resist the Great Yan Empire's Regret of the Dragon.
Ning Yuanxian said, "Do you have a plan for how to fight for the next half a year?"
Shen Lang said, "Yes, it's a good plan."
Both of them slowly played chess. Ning Yuanxian was very serious because he was old and needed to use his brain frequently. On the other hand, Shen Lang was absent-minded.
At this time, among the thousands of scholars under him, there were already dozens of outstanding scholars. However, he still coveted one person, Emperor Jiang Li's disciple in the western world, Adolf. This person was a true genius.
Unfortunately, he should still be in prison in the White Capital.
Shen Lang said, "Father-in-law, have you heard of Fiery Flame City? It's in the western world. "
Ning Yuanxian shook his head. He had never heard of it.
The Fire God Sect and Shen Lang had a close relationship. They had sent three batches of scholars to support them. Therefore, there were more than three hundred priests in the Fire God Sect who were loyal to Shen Lang. He had tried to find out more about Fiery Flame City, but to no avail.
Fiery Flame City, Fire God Sect. It sounded so fitting, but the other party had never heard of this city.
"By the way, I heard that the Sky-sea Pavilion has made some gains in the Great Desert," Shen Lang said.
Ning Yuanxian said, "It's not surprising. Cabinet Master Zuo Ci is very reliable. If he wasn't 80% sure, he wouldn't have given up everything in the eastern world and risked everything to develop the Great Desert."
The ancient ruins of Stupa Mountain in the Southern Sea were amazing enough, and the Great Desert was one of the three major life forbidden zones in this world.
The Devil's Triangle, the Great Desert in the far north of the continent.
The first two places were considered to have been visited, but the Great Desert was still a complete mystery. No one knew how much the Sky-sea Pavilion had made this time and how amazing the ancient ruins would be.
Also, would Cabinet Master Zuo Ci attend the competition between Shen Lang and Ying Wuming? He had attended the transcendental forces' meeting last time.
When talking about the Sky-sea Pavilion, Ning Yuanxian's hand paused for a moment. Shen Lang knew that he was thinking of Ning Han.
Since that battle, Ning Yuanxian had never mentioned Ning Han again, nor had he asked about her life or death.
… …
After returning to Fury Tide City, Prince Jin directly took over all the internal affairs. As the king of Da Nan, he also became the Prime Minister of the Da Qian Empire. He was extremely busy every day. Su Nan became the Privy Council Deputy, responsible for training the new army.
"Your Royal Highness, Prime Minister Suo." Su Nan bowed.
Suo Xuan said, "You look so good. It's been almost ten years, but you haven't aged."
Su Nan said, "Isn't Prime Minister Suo the same?"
Suo Xuan asked, "Are you busy recently?"
"Yes." Su Nan said, "After coming out of the Mount Jingang ruins, although our physical fitness has been greatly improved, our fighting mentality is still lagging behind. We can't keep up with His Majesty's new war mentality, so we have to learn from scratch. The so-called new army not only has new clothes, but also new mentality."
Suo Xuan said, "Yes, our enemy is too special. The old methods won't work. Fortunately, we have His Majesty, who is like the sun guiding us forward. Otherwise, we would still be wasting time in the darkness. Your good days are coming. His Majesty has returned to the eastern world for more than three years, and the army of the Da Qian Empire is finally not a burden anymore. "
This kind of words was pure personal worship, but it was very popular in Fury Tide City.
"Speaking of which, there is really nothing we can do." Suo Xuan continued, "After the Da Nan King came, our Da Qian Empire finally has a Prime Minister, but the Privy Council Deputy is still empty, and no one can take it."
There was really no one who could be the Privy Council Deputy of the Da Qian Empire. Lan Feng couldn't, Jack Tang couldn't, Hila couldn't, and Qiu Yao'er couldn't either.
This position not only required talent, but also qualifications.
This was because the Privy Council Deputy of the Da Qian Empire was one level higher than the Wu, Chu, and Yue Kingdoms', but there was no one in Fury Tide City who had more experience than Bian Xiao and Wu Zhi.
There was one person who was the most suitable, and that was King Chu. Whether it was talent or status, he was enough, but the Chu Kingdom still couldn't do without him, so Jin Zhuo temporarily took this position.
Not only was the Privy Council Deputy empty, but the Black Water Platform Governor's position was also empty. Because there was no suitable person, Duke Jin Zhuo had to take this position again.
However, the real person in charge of the Black Water Platform Governor's position was Xue Yin, and she was suitable for this position.
Jin Zhuo was finally made a Duke, and he was a Duke of both the Da Qian Empire and the State of Yue.
Originally, Shen Lang and the Jin family did not care about this, but the kings of Suo Xuan, Lan Feng, and Wu Chu Yue, the three kingdoms, repeatedly petitioned for Jin Zhuo to be conferred the title of duke, and Shen Lang's adoptive father Shen Wan to be conferred the title of duke.
In the end, only Jin Zhuo was made a Duke, and Shen Lang's adoptive father Shen Wan firmly refused. He said that he could only be a servant, and not a noble.
"This time, when His Majesty goes to Qian Capital for the martial arts competition, we also need to form a diplomatic group." Suo Xuan said, "I have discussed with the Da Nan King many times. It is not suitable for this diplomatic group to be led by a civil official, because this is a demonstration, so it should be led by a military official. Therefore, this diplomatic official needs to be transferred from the Privy Council. Count Jin Zhuo has a high status, but his status is too close to His Majesty, so we want you to lead the team."
Su Nan was stunned. Him representing the Da Qian Empire's diplomatic group? Is, is this appropriate?
Prince Jin said, "We know that you are very busy, and you can't be absent for even a day to train the new army, but following His Majesty to Qian Capital is more important. You are skilled in martial arts, experienced, and capable, so you are the most suitable person to lead the team."
Su Nan said, "Since His Majesty and Suo Xiangruo trust me, then I will go."
Prince Jin said, "Alright, this matter is decided."
… …
Speaking of which, there was an interesting matter. The Da Qian Empire wanted to accompany Shen Lang to Qian Capital, so the size of the diplomatic group couldn't be too small. Otherwise, it would look shabby.
However, a large-scale diplomatic group lacked mounts. In order to save time, it was best to ride on snow eagles instead of horses. Furious Tide City was more than ten thousand miles away from Qian Capital, and if they were to ride horses, it would take forever.
However, the total number of snow eagles in Furious Tide City did not exceed thirty. Therefore, Prince Jin negotiated with Yan Capital, requesting the Great Yan Empire to lend a hundred snow eagles to the Da Qian Empire, and return them immediately after the diplomatic mission.
When Prince Lian heard this request, he broke down. How can this be? We are enemies, and you still want to borrow snow eagles from me?
Isn't your Great Qian Empire a little too poor?
However, the Great Yan Empire still showed their grace in this matter. The Great Yan Crown Prince personally issued a decree, approving the loan of a hundred snow eagles to Furious Tide City. However, the decree clearly stated that the snow eagles could not be used for any war purposes, and they must be returned after the martial arts competition in Qian Capital.
… …
On the eleventh day of the third month, Shen Lang rode Da Chao and left Furious Tide City under Qiu Yao 'er's protection. He headed to Qian Capital to participate in the martial arts competition with Ying Wuming. The Da Qian Empire's Privy Council Deputy Su Nan accompanied him with a diplomatic group of 200 people.
After five days of flight, Shen Lang's diplomatic group finally arrived at the capital of the Xin Qian Kingdom, Qian Capital.
There were three capitals in the world: White Jade Capital, Yan Capital, and Qian Capital!
Qian Capital used to be the most glorious city in the eastern world. For about ten years, it even surpassed Yan Capital. That was also the time when Emperor Jiang Li was at his peak. In the entire eastern world, only Yan Capital and Qian Capital were qualified to be called Imperial Capitals.
When Shen Lang's diplomatic group flew above the Xin Qian Kingdom, he still appeared calm, but the entire diplomatic group was already excited.
This was the homeland of the Da Qian Empire. Even though it was still under the rule of the Ying father and son, it still belonged to the Da Qian Empire.
Every inch of land, every village, town, and city belonged to Emperor Shen Lang. Even though it had been completely dismembered, the Xin Qian Kingdom was still very big. It was almost three times the size of the State of Yue.
When Qian Capital was in sight, the entire diplomatic group cheered. Long live the Emperor!
The Raging Tide City was only the temporary capital of the Great Qian Empire. In all the maps of the Raging Tide City and all the official documents of the Great Qian Empire, there was only one Imperial Capital. It was just that it was still in Ying Guang's hands.
This was the first time Shen Lang, Chou Yao 'er, Hila, and most of the people present had seen Qian Capital. Even Su Nan was looking at it from the sky.
It was the second largest city in the world, second only to Yan Capital.
This city was like a crouching tiger or a coiling dragon. Whether it was majestic or domineering, it far surpassed the capital of the Chu Kingdom, the capital of the State of Yue, and the capital of the Wu Kingdom. As for the Raging Tide City, it was even uglier.
Qian Capital did indeed have the aura of an Emperor. Even though Shen Lang had imagined it many times, he was still shocked when he looked down at the panoramic view of Qianjing.
It was too majestic, too grand.
The population of this city should be more than a million, and the circumference of the city walls was more than a hundred miles. Even the ancient Chang 'an and Bianjing didn't have such a shocking aura.
After all, Shen Lang was the ruler of the Da Qian Empire. When he flew above Qian Capital, the Great Yan Empire's Prince Lian and Ying Guang personally came to welcome him.
"Your Excellency Shen Lang, is my Qian Capital still majestic? How does it compare to your Raging Tide City? "Ying Guang asked.
"It's more than a hundred times more majestic," Shen Lang said.
Su Nan said, "Prince Ying, Qian Capital is His Majesty's Qian Capital. Your Ying Family is only occupying it. Why are you talking about your Qian Capital?"
Ying Guang glanced at Su Nan, then looked at Shen Lang. "Your Excellency Shen Lang, I don't mind you looking at my Qian Capital from above, but don't have any improper thoughts."
The Great Yan Empire's Prince Lian said, "Alright, it's getting late. Let's enter Qian Capital now."
Then, Shen Lang's diplomatic group landed and entered through the east gate of Qian Capital.
… …
This was the first time Shen Lang set foot on Qian Capital. It was also the first time the citizens of Qian Capital saw Shen Lang's face.
There was an eerie silence. No one made any noise. No one was even discussing. The citizens of Qian Capital looked at Shen Lang with complicated gazes. When Shen Lang looked at them, they even averted their eyes.
It had only been less than thirty years since Jiang Li's sudden death. Everything was still fresh in people's minds. Perhaps everyone clearly knew in their hearts that Shen Lang was the true master of Qianjing. Ying Guang and his son were merely rebels.
However, the citizens of Qian Capital chose to serve Ying Guang for the sake of their lives.
It wasn't just the citizens of Qian Capital. The ministers of the New Qian Empire were even more complicated. Most of these ministers were in their sixties or seventies. When Jiang Li died, they were still in their prime. They used to be ministers of the Jiang Family, but now, they were loyal to the Ying Family. How could they not feel complicated when facing the son of their former master?
In short, the atmosphere was very awkward and heavy.
The envoy from Raging Tide City was very angry. They felt that the citizens of Qian Capital were too cold to His Majesty Shen Lang. This was their true master. Why didn't they kneel and swear loyalty to him? Couldn't they at least show some warmth in their eyes?
This was especially true for the Lan brothers, Tu Da, Tu Er, Lan Bao, and the others. They were all people with special bloodlines nurtured by Jiang Li. Qian Capital was their home. Now that they had entered Qian Capital, they actually felt like outsiders.
It's fine if Ying Guang and his son are cold to us, but even you citizens of Qian Capital are so cold?
One had to know that when His Majesty Shen Lang's identity was revealed, there were warriors from small countries tens of thousands of miles away cheering and rushing to Raging Tide City to swear their loyalty to His Majesty Shen Lang.
Where were the people of the New Qian Empire at that time? Where were the people of Qian Capital? You are the ones who should be the most loyal to His Majesty Shen Lang.
"Perhaps everything will change after the duel between His Majesty Shen Lang and Ying Wuming," Lunatic Lan said.
… …
Following that, Shen Lang and the diplomatic mission were arranged to stay in the original Duke Lin Residence. It was Jiang Lin, the uncle who died for Shen Lang.
During this period of time, no one came to visit Shen Lang.
Be it the officials or citizens of Qian Capital, they didn't even dare to walk past the entrance of the Duke Lin Residence. They didn't dare to get within a hundred meters of the residence for fear of causing a misunderstanding.
There was still a long way to go to win over the hearts of the citizens of the New Qian Empire.
Of course, this duel was a good opportunity.
Shen Lang and Ning Yuanxian had said that as long as the Ying Family was destroyed, the citizens of the New Qian Empire would have no other choice. They couldn't possibly pledge their loyalty to the Great Yan Empire.
… …
18th of the third month!
The diplomatic mission from all the countries and the six transcendent forces had arrived.
This was the most eye-catching moment in the past few decades in Qian Capital.
After Jiang Li's sudden death, the only center of the world was Yan Capital. Qian Capital was marginalized. Even after Ying Guang ascended to the throne, there wasn't such a large diplomatic mission.
None of the countries and the six transcendent forces were absent.
Even the White Jade Capital sent an envoy. It was still that familiar lady, the one who attended the conference of the transcendent forces.
The Ren Sect Leader of Stupa Mountain, the young master of Punishing Sky Pavilion, the master of Sky-sea Pavilion, the master of Tongtian Temple, and the second-in-command of Xuankong Temple were all present.
The kings of Wu, Chu, and Yue Kingdoms were all present.
The king of Great Jin, the crown prince of Northern Militant, and the king of Liang Kingdom were all present.
This was a magnificent lineup. Only the Great Yan Empire had the power to gather all the countries and transcendent forces.
All the members of the diplomatic mission added up to more than 10,000 people.
Although the duel between Shen Lang and Ying Wuming was rather absurd, it would determine the ownership of the Great Qian Empire. This was a serious and important matter. In fact, it was the biggest event in the past few decades. It was even more important than the murder of the Chu King.
The kings of Wu, Chu, and Yue Kingdoms also stayed in the Duke Lin Residence. This was the first time King Wu met Shen Lang.
"Greetings, Your Majesty. Long live, long live, long live!"
… …
On the night of the 18th of March, as the host, Ying Guang held a grand banquet in the palace to entertain the diplomatic missions of all the countries and the six transcendent forces.
He couldn't help but feel excited. This was the first time.
This was the first time so many diplomatic missions had come to his palace.
Perhaps, they would have to wait until they defeated the Great Yan Empire and the Ying Clan became the ruler of the world. Only then would they be able to witness such a magnificent scene.
Of course, Ying Guang felt that he wouldn't be able to see it in this generation. If he wanted to defeat the Great Yan Empire, he would have to wait until the death of the Great Yan Emperor and the ascension of the Crown Prince.
But this time, it was a glorious victory.
After all, the Ying Family would officially become the ruler of the Great Qian Empire after tomorrow. They would no longer be rebels.
The most noble families in the world were the Ji Family and the Jiang Family. In Ying Guang's opinion, Shen Lang didn't just give up the title of the Great Qian Empire. He also gave up the title of the second most noble surname in the world.
From tomorrow onwards, the Ying Family would replace the Jiang Family as the second most noble surname in the world.
There was nothing to write about this grand banquet. There was no truth to be said, nor was there anything useful to be said.
He didn't even say a word during the whole process.
In everyone's eyes, Shen Lang was almost a dead man.
Many people couldn't even imagine if Shen Lang had lost his mind. How could he make such a decision? It was simply insane. He gave up the title of the Great Qian Empire just like that. He was the number one prodigal in the world.
The political legacy that Emperor Jiang Li had spent his entire life building was ruined by Shen Lang in less than a day.
No one cared about Shen Lang's fate in the entire banquet.
They only cared about one thing. What kind of ancient relic had the Sky-sea Pavilion discovered in the Great Desert?
Moreover, Pavilion Master Zuoci didn't have to come this time. Why did he come?
But still, no one dared to ask.
At about 11 o 'clock in the evening, this astonishing but strangely quiet banquet ended. Shen Lang returned to the Duke of Lin's Mansion.
Ying Wuming didn't show up throughout the whole banquet.
… …
Midnight!
Ying Wuming, Stupa Mountain Sect Leader Ren, and Ying Guang stood in the courtyard of the palace. The moon shone brightly in the sky.
Even though this was a ridiculous competition, and even though Ying Wuming was more than a million times stronger than Shen Lang …
However, he was still meticulous and made all the necessary preparations.
He put on the most advanced and powerful ancient armor, which was enough to withstand all damage from ancient weapons.
"This ancient armor is the treasure of Stupa Mountain. It is the highest level armor found in the ancient relic in the Southern Sea. Its previous owner was a prince of the Great Ancient Empire. This ancient armor has an independent energy source. Even if the Dragon's Regret explodes not far away, wearing this armor will not be in danger."
Sect Leader Ren helped Ying Wuming put on the ancient empire's prince armor.
"This is an Ancient Ring. In the Ancient Empire, it has an extremely high level of authority. Moreover, it can protect your body from most energy attacks." Sect Master Ren put a ring on Ying Wuming's finger. It looked similar to Shen Lang's ring.
In the ancient square, Shen Lang could clearly see that many of the upper echelons of the Great Ancient Empire had rings on their fingers.
The ring that Sect Leader Ren gave Ying Wuming was of a very high level among ancient rings. Even though it couldn't compare to Shen Lang's Ancient King Ring, it could still withstand most negative damage. In addition, Ying Wuming was so strong that even if the real Dragon's Regret exploded not far away, he wouldn't be killed.
"This is the Sword of the Great Ancient King. It is indestructible and can easily destroy any ancient equipment." Sect Leader Ren handed the Golden Sword to Ying Wuming. This was what he had found in the stone coffin in the ancient square. Shen Lang used to think that this was the Dragon's Sword. After all, it used to belong to the Great Ancient King.
"Shen Lang is extremely cunning. His previous bragging has all come true. So even if your martial arts are a million times stronger than his, you must give it your all." Ying Guang said, "Of course, there must be a reason why Shen Lang dared to propose this martial arts duel. However, it's nothing more than some ancient equipment. But no matter what ancient equipment he has, it's far inferior to the equipment you have on you. There's no doubt that you will win this martial arts duel. "
Sect Leader Ren said, "Don't kill Shen Lang. Just cripple him because we still need him to fire the Dragon's Regret."
Ying Wuming said, "Yes!"
… …
The 19th of March. The day that everyone had been waiting for finally arrived.
The grand event that attracted the attention of the Eastern world had finally arrived.
The Great Yan Empire and the New Qian Kingdom had been preparing for the martial arts duel between Shen Lang and Ying Wuming for 50 days.
The duel would take place in the Qian Capital Grand Duel Arena.
The Grand Duel Arena was huge. It was more than hundreds of thousands of square meters and could accommodate 50,000 people.
There were about 10,000 people from all the countries and the six transcendent forces. The remaining 40,000 people were the nobles of the New Qian Kingdom and 10,000 were the representatives of the common people.
There were 50,000 people, and there were no empty seats.
Of course, in everyone's mind, this was a martial arts duel without any suspense. It was also the most ridiculous duel in history.
Therefore, no one made any bets. Even if the odds were 10,000 to 1, no one would make such a bet. This was because even if the sea flowed backward, the mountains were overturned, and the sun rose from the west, there would be no other result.
Shen Lang was instantly killed! Whether it was in a dream or reality, or even in the most ridiculous books, this was the only ending.
However, wasn't it great to witness this moment in itself?
Although this martial arts duel was ridiculous, Shen Lang was the son of Jiang Li after all. Moreover, he had created so many miracles. Therefore, his defeat was also a historical event.
Watching him being killed by Ying Wuming was also witnessing history.
This was especially so for the nobles and common people of the New Qian Kingdom. Many of them had originally supported Shen Lang. However, ever since he proposed this duel, everyone's hearts surged towards Ying Guang and his son like a tidal wave. They were all loyal to the Ying Clan.
This was because Shen Lang was too crazy. Even a lunatic wouldn't propose this martial arts duel. Was he treating the Great Qian Empire's name as a joke?
Who would dare to pledge allegiance to a lunatic? Who would dare to let a lunatic protect them? There were only smart people in the world.
… …
The 50,000 people in the grand duel arena were silent.
The Great Yan Empire's Prince Lian was reading the Yan Capital's imperial edict. After reading for more than half an hour, he finally finished.
"Your Excellency Shen Lang, Your Excellency Ying Wuming, let's confirm one last time. Will this duel continue?" Prince Lian asked.
"Yes," Shen Lang replied.
"Yes," Ying Wuming said.
Prince Lian said, "Let's confirm one last time. This martial arts duel will determine the Great Qian Kingdom's rightful owner. The loser will completely lose the Great Qian Kingdom's name. Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
"Yes."
Prince Lian said, "This is a duel. Weapons have no eyes. We will bear witness to its fairness, but we will not interfere with his life or death. This is the Life-and-Death Agreement. Are you sure you want to sign it? "
He took out a bloodied Life-and-Death Agreement. It was written in cinnabar ink by the Crown Prince of Great Yan.
Once the Life-and-Death Agreement was signed, life and death would not matter. Even if Shen Lang was cut into pieces by Ying Wuming in the duel arena, he would not be held responsible. He would not be accused of treason.
Ying Wuming was meticulous, while Shen Lang seemed a little casual. Both of them signed their names on the Life-and-Death Agreement.
The Great Yan Empire's Prince Lian raised the Life-and-Death Agreement and the three imperial edicts. He shouted, "The Great Yan Empire will bear witness to this martial arts duel!"
The representatives of the six transcendent forces raised their hands and said, "We will bear witness."
The representatives of the various nations raised their hands and said, "We will bear witness."
The nobles and the citizens of the New Qian Kingdom raised their right hands and said, "We will bear witness."
Prince Lian said, "The world will bear witness to this martial arts duel. The winner will obtain the Great Qian Empire's rightful title."
"Your Excellency Shen Lang, Your Excellency Ying Wuming, please enter the circle."
Shen Lang and Ying Wuming slowly walked to the center of the duel arena.
It was a circle with a diameter of about 30 meters. The two of them stood opposite each other, 25 meters apart.
More than 10 chiming bells and 20 hourglasses were placed in the most conspicuous place in the duel arena.
The duel would officially begin at noon.
The golden sand in the hourglasses flowed continuously, and time continued to pass.
The time of the duel was getting closer.
Ten minutes, five minutes, three minutes, one minute!
Everyone had begun to hold their breaths. They tried their best to open their eyes wide and not blink.
This was because this martial arts duel would be very fast. It would be over in an instant.
This was the moment to witness history, the moment to witness Shen Lang's demise. Not a single moment could be missed.
Wu, Chu, Yue, the three kings, Su Nan, and the others could barely breathe. Their hearts were throbbing with pain.
Although they were full of confidence in Shen Lang and believed that His Majesty Shen Lang was born to create miracles, the disparity in this martial arts duel was too great. Even in their most bizarre dreams, they dared not dream that Shen Lang would win.
Ten seconds to the start of the duel. Nine seconds …
Ying Wuming squinted his eyes and slowly raised his golden sword.
And Shen Lang also raised the Dragon Sword in his hand.
Both of them held their breaths.
Ying Wuming's eyes began to turn crazy, as if he was drunk.
Listen, the footsteps are getting closer.
Soon, the Ying Family will no longer be rebels. We will be the only legitimate family of the Da Qian Empire.
Soon, the Ying Family will replace the Jiang Family and become the second most noble family name in the world.
His Majesty Jiang Li, you have done a great favor for the Ying Family. Your death has helped us succeed the throne.
Now, your son will help us succeed again. His demise will help the Ying Family's great ambition.
The Ying Family is destined to rise by stepping on the corpses of the Jiang Family.
Three, two, one!
Time's up!
All the hourglasses had run out.
All the bells rang, as if it was a death knell.
Clang!
"The duel officially begins!"
Ying Wuming's body instantly turned into a ray of light and rushed toward Shen Lang like a meteor.
Shen Lang, you trash, die!
Become a walking corpse and help the hegemony of my Ying Family to come true!
At the same time …
A thought flashed through Shen Lang's mind.
"Energy Vortex, elementary, activate!"
Instantly!
The power from the ancient times, the power from the dragon blood marrow, and the highest level of energy in this world condensed in the Dragon Heart. Through Shen Lang's body, it drilled into the Dragon Sword.
Then …
It suddenly burst out.
The entire world seemed to be filled with an inaudible dragon roar.
A huge energy whirlpool swept towards Ying Wuming.
Bang!
There was no loud sound. It was just soundless!
Ying Wuming, the crown prince of the New Qian Kingdom, the world's top expert, and the direct disciple of His Majesty Jiang Li, was sent flying for thousands of meters.
The things on his body were crushed inch by inch.
The duel had just begun, but it was already over!
In an instant, he was killed!
… …
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