Ding ~
There was an extremely soft sound.
It was audible, but it tore through the darkness.
It was as if nothing had happened on the stage. Jiang Wang and Jiang Wuyong stood facing each other, their swords facing each other.
The tip of the sword was against the tip of the sword, while the longing sword was against the waist of the beauty.
They had only clashed once, and it was so gentle.
But.
A huge wave of air suddenly spread out like a gust of wind. The weaker people below the stage were on the verge of collapse.
Jiang Wang and Jiang Wuyong retreated.
Jiang Wuyong was shocked.
Obviously, he did not expect Jiang Wang to be able to withstand his Purple Aura Blotting Out the Sun palm and block his imperial swordsmanship of Da Qi.
But when he retreated, his eyes were already filled with purple aura.
The ultimate technique of the imperial family of Da Qi was the Supreme Crape Myrtle Middle Sky Classic.
Swordsmanship, power, Dao, and eye techniques … It was all-encompassing and powerful.
He had almost no shortcomings. This was also why he did not care about the so-called winner of the Heaven Secret Territory.
But Jiang Wang only retreated half a body's length before he spat out a mouthful of blood. He forcefully stopped himself from retreating at the cost of his injury.
Above his head of white hair, the shadow of thorns appeared.
The thorny undergrowth blocked his path.
An intense stabbing pain emerged, but Jiang Wang's eyes became clear.
Dao technique, Crown of Thorns!
The effect was that the power of the next dao technique would be increased.
He had high expectations of Jiang Wuyong's abilities. When he swung the Sword of Sun, Moon, and Stars, he had already prepared for this dao technique.
Of course, he wanted to seize the opportunity by injuring himself.
When the Crown of Thorns appeared, three flame flowers bloomed one after another in front of Jiang Wuyong.
His purple eyes could clearly sense that the middle flower was more powerful than the rest.
The purple light in his eyes settled, and the core of the flame flower was driven away by his elemental energy and dissipated into the air.
Then, the beauty's waist flashed and easily cut open the other two flame flowers.
But in the next moment, his hair stood on end!
Because Jiang Wang was coming with his sword!
He came from a small city in the distant Zhuang Country.
He walked out of a dead region that had fallen into the Netherworld.
An 18-year-old young man, traveling alone, traversing mountains and rivers, tempering his sword and heart.
Every day, he gave it his all.
Every step was for the sake of becoming stronger.
This sword strike traveled for thousands of miles, passing through mountains and rivers.
Jiang Wang was Jiang Wang because of everything he had experienced.
Sword of Mountains and Rivers!
Jiang Wuyong wanted to avoid the attack, but he realized that he couldn't.
This sword was too far away.
He tried his best to block with his sword, but the beauty's waist was gently pushed away.
This sword was too heavy.
It was as if heaven and earth had merged, mountains and rivers toppled, and rivers surged.
Jiang Wuyong frantically searched for a solution, searching for those strange techniques in his mind.
However, he was frozen in place, unable to move an inch.
The tip of Chang Xiangsi's sword was pointed at his forehead.
As long as he sent it forward slightly, everything he had would turn into smoke.
He had lost!
There was no sound on the high platform, and no sound below the high platform.
The son of Da Qi's royal family, the fourteenth son of the current emperor, had lost to an opponent of the same level in a duel?
Until now, only the disciple of Da Qi's military god, Wang Yiwu, had created such a record in public.
And his opponent was the even more powerful Ninth Prince, Jiang Wuxie.
But what kind of person was Wang Yiwu? He was called the number one in the world by the military god, Jiang Mengxiong. So much so that it was acceptable for him to defeat the royal family's son.
How could this Jiang Wang compare to him?
The crowd looked at each other, speechless.
Lian Luyue's eyes widened in disbelief.
Lian Zhuping's expression changed. He suddenly felt that the wonderful cooperation before didn't seem so appropriate.
Other than Chung Geng Sheng, perhaps no one could have imagined this outcome.
Jiang Wang pointed his sword at Jiang Wuyong: "The reason why I agreed to fight with you. I just wanted to tell you that the treasures in the world shouldn't belong to the virtuous. These words were just a pretense to take advantage of the situation. Treasures with owners under the heavens should belong to whomever they originally belonged to.
You shouldn't define the so-called virtuous.
Might is not virtuous.
Might is might, virtue is virtue.
You used your power to oppress others and steal their love. That's immoral.
You took the initiative to provoke them and suffered a crushing defeat. You lost your prestige.
Da Qi's royal family is noble. But not only do you have no virtue, you also have no prestige.
From what I see, you are a disgrace to the Qi family! "
The sword didn't move, but the words spoke louder than the sword.
In order to avoid more humiliation, Jiang Wuyong didn't dare to move. He gritted his teeth and said: "The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. Whatever you say, it is!"
Seeing that this person's courage was only so-so, Jiang Wang smiled faintly and put his sword back into the sheath.
"You think you deserve to be surnamed Jiang?"
No matter how humiliated Jiang Wuyong was, Off the stage, Zhongxuan Sheng had already stretched out his fat hand in front of the pale-faced middle-aged man like a ghost. "Hurry up! You must accept your loss! "
The head eunuch under Jiang Wuyong was expressionless. He took out two jade sticks and a box of ten thousand yuan stones and put them in the fat hand that almost hit his face.
Chung Geng Sheng first checked the jade sticks, then opened the box and counted. After careful inspection, he confirmed that there were ten thousand yuan stones of guaranteed quality.
He then laughed: "You are welcome to bet again next time!"
… …
Under the strange gazes of the crowd, the sedan bearers lifted the sedan again and hurriedly left with the 14th prince.
Jiang Wuyong's expression didn't recover even after they left Nan Yao City.
He was defeated in public and was called a disgrace to the Qi family. It was a great humiliation!
And the series of negative consequences was a huge loss that he had to consider.
He was angry and didn't know who to vent his anger on.
Now that they were far away from the crowd, Jiang Wuyong finally let go of some of his scruples. He couldn't help but gnash his teeth and say angrily: "If it weren't for father's favoritism, he wouldn't have taught me the two strongest parts of the Supreme Purple Star Central Canon. Why would I be like this today? "
He punched the seat angrily.
"If I had cultivated just one of them, Jiang Wang would have been destroyed with a flip of my hand. I wouldn't have been humiliated like this! "
"Your Highness, please be quiet," the head eunuch said sternly. "Only the crown prince can cultivate the two parts of the Supreme Purple Star Central Canon."
"Don't try to bluff me!" Jiang Wuyong was even more furious now. "Then how did my third sister, ninth brother, eleventh brother, and the others cultivate them?"
The head eunuch said awkwardly: "They …"
"It's just that their mother's family is powerful! Our Jiang Dynasty will be destroyed by these relatives sooner or later! "
As soon as those words were said, the ten sedan bearers suddenly froze. They subconsciously opened their mouths, and blood gushed out, forming ten blood threads that flowed into the sedan.
Each of the head eunuch's fingers was connected to a blood thread. He clenched his fist, and the blood threads disappeared.
The ten sedan bearers and the sedan collapsed to the ground.
The head eunuch didn't move at all in the sedan.
However, Jiang Wuyong's face turned awful.
"Your Highness." The head eunuch said with a deep voice, "Have you ever thought about what kind of impact these words will have on you if they were to spread?
"Two years ago, the Ninth Prince lost to Wang Yiwu. Given how extreme His Highness usually is, have you ever heard of him losing control like this?
"A momentary setback isn't scary. In this fight for the throne, are you afraid that you will fall even further behind? Today's humiliation might be an opportunity for you to hold your head high in the future. At the very least, the other princes will let down their guard against you and no longer view you as an opponent.
"However, if you can't even control your emotions and keep going back on your words, it's best that we leave the capital as soon as possible and live a life of luxury. This way, I won't die on the streets with you one day. At the same time, I'll beg for a way out for the hundreds of people in the palace! "
Jiang Wuyong closed his eyes tightly. When he opened them once more, he had already calmed down.
"I understand!"
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