Chapter 143: Overwhelming Victory
The two stood facing each other.
The crowd buzzed, like ten thousand bees in flight.
"As expected of the Ninth Princess, truly a stunning beauty!"
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"The Fourth Prince is also incredibly handsome, befitting the noble lineage of Tianyan, exuding an extraordinary aura!"
"Hehe, the two actually make a good pair!"
"What nonsense are you spouting? One is the Ninth Princess of Da Meng, and the other is our Da Jing's Fourth Prince, how could that be possible!"
"Exactly, there's a generational difference."
"It's not about the generation, it's because we're enemies. The court has been negotiating with Da Zhen, and it's said that Da Zhen's princess insists on marrying the Fourth Prince!"
"Oh? Da Zhen's princess wants to marry into our Da Jing?"
"You don't even know that? Old Hu, your news is too outdated!"
"Wasn't I out of the capital for a while? If Da Zhen's princess wants to marry over, why not marry a prince?"
"That's what I'm saying, Da Zhen insists, she absolutely must marry the Fourth Prince!"
"Strange!"
"Who knows, let him become a Grandmaster first, without becoming a Grandmaster, everything else is meaningless."
"Grandmasters aren't that easy to achieve..."
Da Jing only has nineteen Grandmasters in total, just thinking about it makes you realize how difficult it is.
Even if the Fourth Prince has unparalleled talent, he may not necessarily become a Grandmaster. With only talent, if the opportunity is insufficient, he can only stare blankly.
Li Hongzhao wore a red palace dress, concealing the curves of her slender figure, with jade-like skin, striking features, and her eyes sparkling with brilliance, dazzlingly beautiful. Her eyes flowed over Chu Zhiyuan's body.
Chu Zhiyuan wore a purple robe, his figure slender and upright, handsome and compelling, especially his eyes, which shone like bright stars, calm and composed.
He swept his gaze across the entire plaza, cupping his fist in a respectful salute.
His extrasensory perception had already illuminated the entire plaza.
Among the people in the plaza watching the excitement, most were commoners and martial arts experts, with some nobles present, but not many.
Were they afraid of seeing his defeat?
It's no wonder they were so pessimistic, everything indicated that his defeat in this match was inevitable, why bother to suffer?
As for the commoners, they were purely there to watch the excitement, and also to see Li Hongzhao. After all, the reputation of Da Meng's Ninth Princess had already spread greatly, and everyone wanted to see her in person.
Such opportunities were rare.
"Fourth Prince, we meet again." Li Hongzhao chuckled: "Have you prepared to be defeated?"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Your Highness, let's skip these tactics and get straight to the point, how about it?"
Li Hongzhao obviously wanted to first undermine his confidence, causing him to lose his fighting spirit, leading to fear before the battle, and a decline in momentum.
He really couldn't be bothered with such rhetoric, he wanted to start fighting directly, and then leave after the fight.
The plaza had at least several thousand, nearly ten thousand people, truly a scene of universal attention.
He was quite unaccustomed to it.
Especially since there were some malicious gazes among these spectators, unscrupulously sizing him up as if looking at a livestock waiting to be slaughtered.
Some disciples of the evil sect had infiltrated.
These evil sect disciples were difficult to guard against.
"Why be in such a hurry?" Li Hongzhao giggled: "So many people have come, and it's not easy to climb such a high mountain, if we just deal with it in a few moves, wouldn't that disappoint people?" Chu Zhiyuan said: "Everyone is here to watch the martial arts competition, not to watch us argue."
The two spoke clearly and loudly, their voices soft, but their breaths were heavy and condensed, spreading out, clearly reaching every corner of the entire plaza, and into everyone's ears. The crowd felt a surge of energy as they listened.
To be able to hear them speak from so far away was much more interesting than just watching the excitement and fighting.
They were very curious and wanted to hear how the princess and prince, who were of noble birth, usually spoke, whether it was the same as themselves.
Li Hongzhao snorted: "Both literary and martial contests should be used, fighting with our heads down is too boring and annoying!"
"Your Highness has a good mood, but I'm afraid I can't accompany you." Chu Zhiyuan slowly drew his sword from its sheath, the clear sword as bright as an autumn pool: "Please!" Li Hongzhao said: "I heard Cheng Tianfeng say that your swordsmanship is even better than mine."
Her eyes flowed to the stage, landing on Cheng Tianfeng's side.
White robes and white sabers, these Ling Shuang Iron Cavalry were easy to recognize, she could see Cheng Tianfeng at a glance, and saw his burning eyes.
She lightly raised her eyebrows and shook her head, saying: "Deliberately trying to provoke me to fight with you, with ill intentions!"
Chu Zhiyuan's gaze turned over.
Cheng Tianfeng snorted, cupped his fists and said loudly: "Princess, what this prince said is all true, there is absolutely no exaggeration, your swordsmanship is indeed not as good as Brother Chu's!"
Chu Zhiyuan looked at him: "Brother Cheng is adding fuel to the fire, fearing that the world will not be in chaos!"
Cheng Tianfeng chuckled: "Brother Chu, I believe you can win, Da Meng is so arrogant, give her a good lesson!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled.
Cheng Tianfeng was just afraid that the world would not be in chaos.
Looking at his expression and eyes, he vaguely guessed that he neither wanted him to win, nor did he want him to lose, a very contradictory psychology.
"Give me a lesson?" Li Hongzhao snorted: "Then let's see who teaches who!"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Actually, compared to swordsmanship, I am better at boxing."
"Then boxing!"
"Let's see if you can force me to use boxing." Chu Zhiyuan said.
Li Hongzhao's bright eyes were scorching, her red clothes were already fluttering, as if standing in a storm: "How arrogant, Chu Zhiyuan, don't cry when you lose later!" With a shout, the long sword in her hand suddenly lit up, faintly red.
The sword and the person became one, drawing a red light in the air, instantly arriving in front of Chu Zhiyuan, extremely fast.
Chu Zhiyuan vaguely saw a phoenix in front of him, bathing in flames and pouncing, the surrounding light and shadow seemed to be distorted, making it difficult to see clearly. It was like looking down at a fish in a lake, losing the sense of distance.
The clear sword immediately sent in a stream of cool air, clearing his mind, and then he saw her sword tip clearly, the sword was still a sword, the phoenix was just an illusion. This was a Grandmaster-like attack!
No wonder they all said the Phoenix Sword Technique was powerful, it was indeed so powerful!
It had already broken away from the pure Gang Qi category and risen to a mental attack, which was unsolvable for most Grandmasters. Chu Zhiyuan flashed and disappeared, appearing behind her the next moment, the sword tip already piercing her back.
The Great Avalanche Sword Technique and the Horizon Within Reach Step had reached a higher level, the speed was incredibly fast.
A small part of this was because he had advanced to Grandmaster, his Gang Qi was purer and more powerful, but most of it was due to the strength of his body. Both light and powerful.
With a stomp of his feet, he borrowed infinite power from the earth, making his light and weightless body incredibly fast, able to feel the great resistance of the air. The speed of the Horizon Within Reach Step was surprisingly fast, and the Great Avalanche Sword Technique also emptied the Gang Qi around him, turning it into this one stab.
"Chi!" Li Hongzhao couldn't dodge in time, the sword tip pierced the large red silk robe, encountering the obstruction of Gang Qi. The protective Gang Qi failed to block it, and it pierced into her back.
"Bang!" In the muffled sound, Gang Qi instantly drilled into her body along the sword tip, and was about to wreak havoc in her meridians. "Du!" Li Hongzhao shouted sharply, a red light flashed around her body, and she turned around to stab, dispersing the Gang Qi that had entered her body.
Her speed was even faster. Chu Zhiyuan was secretly surprised.
Her mental technique was indeed strange, able to instantly dissipate the Gang Qi gushing out from his sword tip. His Gang Qi was exceptionally pure.
He swayed his body, avoiding Li Hongzhao's sword tip, and the clear sword sent out coolness, cooling his mind and preventing him from being affected by illusions. He took advantage of the situation to step diagonally, and then another sword.
The sword tip pierced into her left shoulder.
The protective Gang Qi couldn't stop the clear sword, and it pierced into her shoulder again, the sword tip entering three inches, barely piercing through, protruding from the sword tip.
Li Hongzhao's phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed, her sword momentum lifted, and the red light soared.
Chu Zhiyuan pulled out his sword, turned sideways, and flashed to her side again, stabbing her other shoulder again, still three inches into the sword tip, protruding from the sword tip. Li Hongzhao was not affected by the sword wounds at all, her long sword slashed horizontally with incredible speed, a red arc of light brushed past his chest.
Chu Zhiyuan felt a scorching breath coming.
Li Hongzhao's phoenix eyes were slightly red, as if filled with bloodshot, but under his extrasensory perception, he saw that it was not bloodshot, but a strange red light. Chu Zhiyuan's movements were incredibly fast, his figure flickered, and he had already stabbed three swords, before everyone could react.
Li Hongzhao suddenly let out a clear whistle.
In the whistle, her phoenix eyes turned into two balls of red light, the sword lit up with a bright red light, and the sword and the person became one, pouncing towards Chu Zhiyuan. All Chu Zhiyuan saw were red sword lights, dense and numerous, the sword light like flames, scorching and compelling.
Relying on his extrasensory perception, he precisely used the Horizon Within Reach Step, dodging each sword light by a hair's breadth. In the red light, Li Hongzhao's movements became faster and faster, as if she could improve infinitely, until she stabbed him.
Just as the reacting crowd was about to cheer, they saw Chu Zhiyuan being submerged in red light, and immediately swallowed their cheers. "Ding." In the clear sound.
Chu Zhiyuan took two steps back, sheathing his sword, cupping his fist and said: "Your Highness, I concede!" Li Hongzhao's long sword had already left her hand, and was inserted into the white stone ground a zhang away.
There was a red line on her right wrist.
On her snow-white wrist, this red line was particularly obvious, slowly oozing blood.
