“If it needs to be a contest, why not let Fourth Son handle it?” Prince Zhuang, Chu Qingsong, said in a deep voice, “What does Son think?”
“Oh—?”
Cheng Tianfeng looked at Chu Zhiyuan.
Thinking back, this Chu Zhiyuan was among the first few who greeted him; was he trying to gauge his strengths in advance?
He must have been secretly preparing for this, right?
Unfortunately, it's a waste of effort.
He cultivates the Turtle Concealment Secret Art, concealing his cultivation, and he also possesses the Heaven Concealment bestowed by his master, which can hide the secrets of heaven and conceal all prying.
He can't see through his facade.
However, he can't see through his either, but it doesn't matter; he must be in the early stages of the Innate Realm.
After all, he only just broke through to the Innate Realm.
“Your Majesty, Your Highness, does the previous agreement still stand?” Cheng Tianfeng smiled. “You won't go back on your word, will you?”
“Son, how could the Emperor go back on his word!” Prince Zhuang frowned. “An agreement is an agreement, but Son and the Emperor of Da Zhen won't go back on your word, will you?”
“Of course not.” Prince Ying chuckled. “Then we'll proceed according to the agreement; whoever wins, marries; whoever loses, is wedded off!”
“Good!” Prince Zhuang said solemnly.
Among the crowd murmuring in low voices, Bai Ningshuang suddenly widened her phoenix eyes, grabbed Xiao Ruoling, and hurriedly said, “Ruoling, what do they mean by this?”
She suddenly realized something was wrong.
No wonder Huang Cheng specifically waited for Yuan'er, insisting that Yuan'er come to the banquet together.
So, this is what they were waiting for!
They had already arranged this contest, wanting Yuan'er to compete with the son of Da Zhen, with an agreement and a bet on the outcome!
Xiao Ruoling lightly furrowed her brows and said softly, “Royal Consort, it seems that the son is going to compete with the Da Zhen son.”
Chu Yi had a flash of inspiration and hurriedly said, “Mother, don't you understand? The winner marries the other side's princess, and the loser marries the princess off.”
Bai Ningshuang's expression changed slightly, and she tightly gripped Chu Yi's and Xiao Ruoling's hands.
The outcome determines whether they marry the princess off, which instantly made her nervous.
This responsibility is too great!
What if they lose... wouldn't they be a sinner of Da Jing?
Sitting in the leading position, Chu Minghou also frowned, raising his head to look at Emperor Chu Qingquan.
Chu Qingquan simply smiled faintly, watching the scene.
Cheng Tianfeng had already arrived in the center of the hall.
He smiled, cupped his fists at the crowd in a circle, and looked at Chu Zhiyuan: “Brother Chu, please enlighten me.”
Amidst the surprised or doubtful gazes of the crowd, Chu Zhiyuan slowly walked up to him, standing two zhang away, calmly looking at him.
Cheng Tianfeng's gaze passed through Chu Zhiyuan and landed on the latter half of the hall, revealing a fascinated expression.
Chu Zhiyuan's extrasensory perception saw that he was looking at Xiao Ruoling, sensing the greed and intense desire for possession surging in his heart.
Clearly, he really wanted to snatch Xiao Ruoling.
In fact, he had already taken action; luring her out of the manor with an invitation was the first step, and the remaining steps just hadn't been implemented yet.
The hall buzzed with constant discussions.
“What's going on? Why is it Fourth going up?”
“Shouldn't it be Third?”
“Is there anything special about this competition?”
They all felt that this competition was unusual.
Especially the words said before the competition, it was clear that this competition determined something, there was an agreement in place.
Some clever people had already vaguely guessed it.
But why Chu Zhiyuan, and not Chu Zhiyao?
Chu Zhiyuan had only just entered the Innate Realm not long ago, how strong could he be? Even if he was first in the winter hunt, he shouldn't be stronger than Chu Zhiyao, right?
Moreover, Chu Zhiyao had rushed back from the army, wasn't it for this contest?
Prince Xuan held a grand birthday banquet a few days ago, wasn't it because of Chu Zhiyao?
Chu Zhiyuan let out a soft laugh and said gently, “Brother Cheng, what are you looking at?”
Rage surged in his heart, killing intent boiling, but his face was as calm as a lake.
Cheng Tianfeng smiled and said, “Brother Chu, why don't we add a little more to the bet?”
“I never gamble.” Chu Zhiyuan shook his head. “However, I must thank Son for the Heavenly Dragon Divine Steed he sent; I gratefully accept it.” He guessed what Cheng Tianfeng wanted to bet.
But he didn't want Cheng Tianfeng to say it.
Once it was said, it would damage Xiao Ruoling's reputation.
“The Heavenly Dragon Divine Steed being tamed by you is your opportunity, no need to thank me,” Cheng Tianfeng's sore spot was hit, he gritted his teeth and forced a nonchalant smile. “Son doesn't dare to bet because he knows he's going to lose, right?”
He was extremely angry in his heart.
Originally, he was a favored son of heaven, with unparalleled aptitude, and really wanted this Heavenly Dragon Divine Steed, feeling that only the Heavenly Dragon Divine Steed was worthy of him.
Riding the fastest horse and sleeping with the most beautiful woman, only then would he not have lived in vain in this world.
But he couldn't tame these damn Heavenly Dragon Divine Steeds, using all kinds of methods, both soft and hard, to no avail.
They looked at him like ants, absolutely refusing to submit to him.
But Chu Zhiyuan, as soon as they saw him, they obediently submitted, it was simply inexplicable and absurd!
This Chu Zhiyuan deserved to die!
“Isn't the outcome only known after fighting?” Chu Zhiyuan slowly drew out the Qingying Sword. “Fight then; why must Son delay? Are you gathering strength? — However, Son's actions are too ungentlemanly, secretly making small moves to influence me and interfere with me,
For the sake of winning, you're really unscrupulous!”
Cheng Tianfeng was about to say more, but Chu Zhiyuan stabbed at him with his sword.
Cheng Tianfeng floated back, wanting to continue speaking, to attack his mind with words.
But Chu Zhiyuan's sword tip followed closely, no matter how he dodged, it followed like a shadow, getting closer and closer.
Forcing him to shut his mouth and draw his sword to thrust out.
“!” The Qingying Sword suddenly accelerated, breaking through the air, instantly reaching Cheng Tianfeng's chest.
Cheng Tianfeng instantly transformed into three people, as if using a clone technique.
The Qingying Sword's tip pierced through the chests of the three figures, all hitting the same spot, displaying speed to the extreme.
But the next moment, Cheng Tianfeng appeared behind him, actually the fourth person.
The previous three shadows were all illusory.
Everyone thought that among the three figures, one must be real and two must be fake, it was hard to imagine that they were all fake.
“Ah!” The crowd exclaimed in surprise.
Cheng Tianfeng's mouth revealed a sneer, the sword stabbing towards Chu Zhiyuan's back suddenly disappeared, the light in his eyes was faint,
He was about to succeed with one strike.
This sword was silent, as fast as lightning, and almost invisible, it was the top sword art of Wentian Cliff, the Heaven Concealment Sword Art.
“!” He suddenly felt a jolt in his chest, and his body flew backward.
Looking down, he found a small hole in the clothes on his chest, and he could see that the jade he was wearing had already cracked.
He was both shocked and angry.
This Heaven Concealment was a unique treasure in the world, capable of concealing Qi and cultivation, and it was also essential for performing the Heaven Concealment Sword Art.
Using it to perform the Heaven Concealment Sword Art could truly hide the sword, hide the killing intent, and hide all traces and Qi, killing people invisibly, making it unavoidable.
Without it, the power of the Heaven Concealment Sword Art would be reduced by eighty to ninety percent, and there would be no need to practice it anymore.
This kind of treasure was actually destroyed here, Chu Zhiyuan deserved to die!
Deserved to die!
His face flushed red in the air, and the boiling killing intent was hard to suppress.
“Ah!” The crowd finally reacted at this time.
Chu Zhiyuan stood in place, the sword tip pointing at him from afar, smiling: “So Brother Cheng also brought a body-protecting treasure,
Truly cautious!”
He had always wanted to break Cheng Tianfeng's treasure, but he didn't expect it to be so easy.
Benefiting from absorbing the dragon bone, his speed became faster and his strength became stronger, so the speed of the Great Snow Avalanche Sword Art became three points faster.
At the same time, under extrasensory perception, reality and illusion were clear.
Cheng Tianfeng's set of strange footwork could deceive others, but it couldn't deceive him.
Once the Heaven Concealment was broken, the fog surrounding Cheng Tianfeng disappeared, clearly appearing in Chu Zhiyuan's insight.
It was actually the Ninth Level of the Innate Realm.
Sure enough, he had deceived the Surveillance Division.
But the Surveillance Division was also powerful enough, estimating with eighty to ninety percent accuracy, with little error.
Cheng Tianfeng's left hand was slightly thicker than his right hand.
It was difficult to see with the naked eye, but it couldn't deceive extrasensory perception.
He judged that Cheng Tianfeng's real killer move was the left-handed sword.
Cheng Tianfeng also had two flying knives hidden in his sleeves.
The two flying knives were as thin as cicada wings, almost non-existent, and it was likely that they would be impossible to defend against if they were shot out.
