That Tuoba Ba Xuan was defeated by an unknown person was something no one in the Tuoba clan had anticipated. They looked at the scene in the projected illusion, all speechless. The Tuoba clan's battle techniques, their proud power of the Four Beasts, now seemed like toys in this unknown person's hands.
The battle techniques this person used were even superior to those of the Tuoba clan. The Tuoba clan's experts watched, their hearts filled with shock.
"I didn't expect the young clan leader to be able to gather the power of the Four Beasts already..." an elder of the Tuoba clan sighed.
"But, that person is..." someone said, then seemed to remember something and dared not say more.
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"This person's strength is extraordinary, to actually be able to crush the Tuoba young clan leader's power of the Four Beasts."
"I wonder where this expert came from; I've never even heard his name before."
The crowd discussed animatedly, while Jiang Wen had already withdrawn from the grassland in the Mountains and Rivers Realm. Tuoba Ba Xuan turned into a phantom and disappeared from the Mountains and Rivers Realm; he had been defeated by Jiang Wen.
Seeing this, Jiang Wen smiled at her and said, "Won?"
"Won!"
Jiang Rong said excitedly, it was clear she was very happy. She was quite satisfied with her first display of skill.
"Although it was difficult, I'm still more amazing."
"Congratulations, keep up the good work," Jiang Wen nodded in response.
"Brother Taixu, I've already spoken to my mother. As long as I can get into the top three of this Martial Debate Assembly, she won't interfere with my affairs anymore, nor will she restrict my movements anymore. This time, I definitely won't admit defeat!" Jiang Rong said firmly.
"Is your mother not good to you?" Jiang Wen asked curiously, hearing Jiang Rong's words. The first time they met, she was like a frightened little girl, darting into his residence to hide. Later, he learned that this girl was a direct descendant of Jiang Wenji, from the Taicang royal family. At that time, Jiang Wen had vaguely guessed Jiang Rong's identity. She was probably a descendant of Jiang Wenji's sister or brother.
Back then, Jiang Wenji was enfeoffed as a king, calling himself Heavenly King. Later, after a hundred years of war, foreign races broke through many cities of Taicang, including the ancestral city of Jiang Wenji's lineage. After that catastrophe, Jiang Wenji welcomed back her sister and brother. Although she knew that those siblings would only be kept as idle people from then on, they were still the Heavenly King's relatives. No one in Tianyuan City could ignore the existence of these siblings.
Jiang Wenji had never married and had no descendants, so Jiang Wen guessed Jiang Rong's true identity.
However, Jiang Rong's identity didn't matter much to him. Perhaps others in Tianyuan City would be surprised and delighted, and would try to get closer to this young princess. But for Jiang Wen, it wasn't necessary, because he had no desires.
The strongest thing in the world is to be desireless and unyielding.
The greatest thing in the world is to be inclusive and magnanimous.
Jiang Wen only wanted to settle his karma here and then leave this era that didn't belong to him.
He looked at Jiang Rong in front of him, whose eyebrows and eyes vaguely resembled Jiang Wenji. Perhaps she wasn't very similar to her, but she was still from the Taicang Jiang clan.
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Hearing Jiang Wen's words, Jiang Rong couldn't help but frown. She sat next to Jiang Wen, propping her face with her hand, and said, "Brother Taixu should know my identity. My mother is a very competitive person. Whether it's my sister or my brother, we are always strictly disciplined by our mother."
"She says we are the continuation of the Heavenly King's bloodline and will inherit the great rule of Tianyuan City in the future. She wants us to become perfect people, to be like saints. Usually, no matter what I do, my mother will always come and ask me to do this and that. Even if I don't walk properly, I will be scolded by her. Sometimes, if our cultivation falls behind, we will be locked in a dark room. It's a room where you can't see your fingers, and I feel scared every time I go in."
"My brother and I are very afraid of our mother, although my mother is also very good in other ways. As long as it doesn't involve matters of propriety and cultivation, my mother is also a very kind person. But I don't like it, I don't like that home that is like a cage. I don't want to be manipulated like a puppet, only living according to her arrangements. I want to do my own things, I want to learn from Shennong and do something within my power for Tianyuan City."
As Jiang Rong spoke, a pleasant smile appeared on her face. She stretched lazily, then stuck her tongue out at Jiang Wen.
"After saying so much, Brother Taixu won't dislike me, will you? Like me being disobedient, disrespectful to my parents, and so on."
"No," Jiang Wen shook his head. "People always have things they want to do. Only saints have no other thoughts in their hearts. But in fact, even saints can't be perfect. Recognizing oneself is also a kind of cultivation."
"Thank you, Brother Taixu. I feel much better after hearing your words. I will definitely defeat my next opponent, all the way until I face you, Brother Taixu." Jiang Rong was full of confidence. Jiang Wen smiled and rubbed her head.
"Do what you can, don't force yourself."
He could see that Jiang Rong's strength was actually very ordinary. At least, among the people on the chessboard, she didn't have much chance of defeating them, unless the other party deliberately gave way.
This girl's current strength was only at the initial Gathering Flame stage. It would take some time to step into the Fate Fire Realm. It seemed that she had won her battles by relying on some magical artifacts, after all, this Martial Debate Assembly didn't restrict magical treasures, and even allowed the use of magical artifacts.
Because in the eyes of Heavenly King Jiang Wenji, magical artifacts were sometimes an extension of strength.
The two chatted for a while, then they heard the sound of a bell from the sky.
The golden scroll in Jiang Wen's hand glowed, and a line of text appeared.
"Twenty-one."
"The opponent is number twenty-one?" Jiang Wen put away the scroll and looked at Jiang Rong beside him. She also opened her golden scroll, which read number six.
"Why is it number six?" Jiang Rong said with some distress.
"Is there a problem with this numbering?" Jiang Wen asked in confusion.
"Only the strong on the chessboard can be in the top ten," Jiang Rong said gloomily, pursing her lips. "I didn't expect to meet someone in the top ten in the second round..."
"Believe in yourself, maybe you can defeat the opponent," Jiang Wen encouraged her. Then he looked at the chessboard and saw Ming Ji with white hair holding a sword and closing her eyes. She didn't seem interested in who her opponent was.
Just as Jiang Wen was thinking, he felt a golden light envelop him. The next moment, he had arrived in a range of mountains and ridges.
"Haha, you've finally arrived."
