Generally speaking, the cultivation threshold of mid-grade A-grade Dao techniques was the Inner Mansion Realm.
This so-called cultivation threshold could be directly described. If low-grade A-grade Dao techniques only required one source of power to be utilized to the extreme, then mid-grade A-grade Dao techniques required two or even four or five sources of power as a foundation. This was a cultivation threshold that was difficult to cross.
However, some gifted people could naturally reduce the requirements of certain Dao techniques, or could innately use Dao techniques with less energy than cultivators of the same realm. For example, in Maplewood City, Wang Zhangxiang's Wind Sparrow True Spirit and Zhang Linchuan's Lightning Snake True Spirit could both allow them to master Dao techniques of a higher realm.
Apart from the situation of having extraordinary talent, another exception was the creation of one's own dao technique.
Because they were the creators of Dao techniques, they had a deep understanding of the principles behind their release. Furthermore, the Dao techniques themselves were the most suitable for their own conditions. Thus, they could use extreme control to master Dao techniques in advance.
Countless Flame Sparrows flew around in circles, chirping with their own voices.
At the center of the Dao technique bombardment, Jiang Wang saw Zhang Yong's eyes.
He saw the deep despair and pleading in his eyes.
"Don't say it, I beg you!"
His eyes were filled with such deep pleading.
If possible, even if he was crippled here, Zhang Yong was unwilling to use his Ocular Technique.
Because in the history of the Phoenix Immortal Zhang Clan, no one was good at Ocular Technique. Once he used it, he would be exposed. Then, everything that he had painstakingly planned, all those sacrifices, schemes, blood, and tears … would become an illusion.
However, dispelling the flames of jealousy was completely an instinctive reaction of the body.
After that, it triggered Jiang Wang's sense of crisis, causing the Eight Tone Flame Sparrow to appear in advance. Jiang Wang had originally prepared this Dao technique for Wang Yiwu.
Now, Zhang Yong was very sure that Jiang Wang had discovered his secret.
But he had no choice. There were so many people present. Jiang Wuqi, Li Longchuan, Xu Xiangqian … none of them were easy to deal with.
Unless he could kill Jiang Wang the moment he sensed the Ocular Technique. But if he couldn't use his Ocular Technique, he had no chance. However, using the Eye Technique to kill Jiang Wang was the same as exposing himself. There was no difference in the outcome.
Moreover, with Jiang Wang's current combat prowess, even if he used his Eye Technique with all his might, he might not succeed.
With such a thorough plan and arrangement, he successfully passed through the Heaven's Secret Realm, dealt with the Blue Medal Constable's investigation, and finally got to Jiang Wuqi's side safely. Even the Da Qi Royal Family couldn't find out anything about him.
He had never expected this. It was only during a chance encounter on Mount Yunwu that he had made a simple step in a game of chess and carried out a simple plan to stand out. However, he was caught off guard and ended up in a hopeless situation!
The despair and pleading in his eyes were real and tangible.
Because everything that he had achieved so far was tied to Jiang Wang's decision.
What would Jiang Wang decide?
…
In the eyes of the audience on the path of the pavilion.
The sea of clouds on the Misty Cloud Mountain surged for several miles before it was slowly gathered back by the Heavenly Fragrant Cloud Pavilion's magic array.
The eight notes rose in spirals, and the flame sparrows dispersed.
Zhang Yong stood on the cloud in a daze, while Jiang Wang's sword was pointed at his throat.
Victory and defeat had been decided.
Jiang Wang looked at him deeply and then moved his sword away.
He turned around on the sea of clouds and looked at Jiang Wuqi. "Your Highness, the show is over."
The pavilion was silent for a moment.
Then there was applause.
Jiang Wuqi was the first to clap and say, "Wonderful!"
Then there was thunderous applause!
It was as if they really treated this as an ordinary spar, a "martial show".
As he clapped, Xu Xiangqian purposely moved closer to Lei Yikun. "Did the Lei Family only teach the word 'easy' in their private school? So even though you can't see 'easy', you can only say it's easy! "
Lei Yikun glared at him.
This person couldn't be provoked and was about to step forward.
A hand on his shoulder silenced him.
Jiang Wuqi retracted his hand and clenched it into a fist. He covered his mouth and couldn't help but cough a few times.
At this moment, Zhang Yong walked forward with a gloomy expression and half-knelt. "Zhang Yong is incompetent and has hurt Your Highness' reputation. I deserve to die."
Jiang Wuqi gently raised his hand, and an invisible force lifted Zhang Yong up. "The Phoenix Immortal Zhang Family met with misfortune and lost their supreme arts. You only relied on superficial techniques and mixed them with Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism. You're already extraordinary! How can you hurt my reputation? "
"It's my fault that a pearl is covered in dust. When we return, I'll prepare a complete set of techniques for you. "His gaze was sincere and focused." I hope Minister Zhang won't be discouraged. Don't let down your youth. "
"Your Highness …" Zhang Yong choked.
Jiang Wuqi turned to look at Jiang Wang and smiled. "I'm really happy to see Minister Zhang's heroic appearance on Mount Yunwu today. Fourteenth Brother's matter is over. I won't look for you for this matter again. "
His words were like gold and jade, and there was no reason for him to go back on his words.
Jiang Wang was actually prepared to fight one or two more rounds, but seeing Jiang Wuqi's attitude, he sheathed his sword and stopped while he was ahead. "Your Highness is magnanimous."
Jiang Wuqi smiled and led his people down the mountain.
Although Zhang Yong lost a round, the people around him didn't look angry, except for Lei Yikun, who was angered by Xu Xiangqian.
It was obvious that they were all convinced by Jiang Wuqi's decision.
People said that the Eleventh Prince was most similar to Emperor Qi. Based on this short contact, Jiang Wang couldn't help but admit that the Eleventh Prince indeed had the aura of an emperor.
If his opponents were all at the level of the Fourteenth Prince Jiang Wuyong, there would be no suspense in this competition.
Zhang Yong fell behind the group. When he reached the corner of the pavilion, he turned his head and glanced at Jiang Wang with a complicated expression.
"What, he's still not convinced?" Xu Xiangqian asked cautiously.
Jiang Wang said perfunctorily, "Maybe!"
Although there were some twists and turns, he was no longer in the mood to admire the flowers. However, there was no need to change what was already set in stone. The group continued to walk up the mountain.
The pavilion path wound around the mountain and finally reached the peak.
The entire peak had been flattened by human hands.
The path of the pavilion extended into the air, forming a square pavilion right above the center of the mountain peak.
The words "Yunwu" were written on a plaque at the front.
The Yunwu Mountain was obviously the peak of the Yunwu Pavilion.
Below everyone's feet, below the Yunwu Pavilion, there was a light purple flower garden in full bloom.
Although the flowers were purple, there were traces of white mist rising from the petals and gathering with the clouds around the mountain.
It seemed that the Yunwu Flowers also contributed to the thick layer of clouds that covered the Yunwu Mountain all year round.
The fragrance of the Yunwu Flowers also became more intense here. It was hard to describe how intoxicating it was. No wonder it had the title of "Heavenly Fragrance."
Everyone looked around the pavilion and forgot about their worries.
… …
Down the mountain pavilion path.
Lei Yikun couldn't help but ask, "That Jiang Wuyong overestimated himself. He's weak, but he's also obsessed with the country. Your Highness, why do you have to do this for him? "
He was born in Jiang Wuqi's mother's family. Some words were inconvenient for others to say, but he didn't have to.
"It's the Fourteenth Prince," Jiang Wuqi corrected him.
"Cough, cough."
The wind on the mountain was strong. He coughed twice before saying, "Protecting the dignity of the Imperial Family of Da Qi is also protecting my dignity."
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