Chapter 97 Fire Break
"Ahem!...Brother Cheng, you're lucky."
Chu Zhiyuan woke up Cheng Tianfeng with two soft coughs.
Cheng Tianfeng turned to look at him.
The eyes were unfocused, seeming to be looking at him, but also looking into the void behind him, dull and creepy.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "I won by luck again this time. After I went back that night, I had a good understanding of the experience of competing with Brother Cheng. I gained a lot, and that's why I am so diligent."
Cheng Tianfeng's eyes returned to clarity, his handsome face darkened, and he said slowly: "There are three people I admire in my life, and now the number has increased to four!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "What an honor...if Brother Cheng had used such sword skills that night, I would have been defeated!"
He said with emotion: "In the end, Brother Cheng kept hiding his clumsiness, and finally failed to use this sword technique. Alas... It's a pity, it's a step too late."
When he said this, he had an expression of emotion and pity.
Cheng Tianfeng's face became increasingly gloomy and he stared at him coldly.
Why hide one's clumsiness? It's actually underestimating the enemy.
I have always underestimated the despicable guy in front of me who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger!
He now came back to his senses and reacted.
This bastard Chu Zhiyuan was deliberately disgusting and angry with himself.
What is a pity or not? He is a pity!
Thinking of this, his eyes became colder and colder: "Have you said enough?"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Brother Cheng, do you want to compete again?"
"Get lost!" Cheng Tianfeng snorted coldly.
Chu Zhiyuan's expression remained unchanged: "Actually, Brother Cheng still has a good chance of winning. The power of this swordsmanship is so amazing!"
"Go away——!" Cheng Tianfeng shouted.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his fists and said to Mo Chunyu: "Mr. Mo, then this junior will retire first...Mr.'s promise will not be forgotten, right?"
"I can't forget it." Mo Chunyu said calmly.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled at Cheng Tianfeng again: "Brother Cheng, I once advised Brother Cheng that you should practice without any distractions, otherwise it will be difficult to catch up with me."
Cheng Tianfeng turned around and left.
A thin film formed on the white bones of his left shoulder, sticking tightly to it so that it would no longer seep blood, water, or be exposed to the air.
Chu Zhiyuan looked at his staggering back and said loudly: "Brother Cheng, let's discuss it again next time!"
Cheng Tianfeng's figure has disappeared.
Mo Chunyu stretched out his hand: "Your Majesty, please——!"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Mr. Mo, what kind of sword technique is Brother Cheng using? It's so powerful!"
Mo Chunyu smiled: "Your Majesty, you might as well ask him personally."
"Brother Cheng needs a woman to accompany him every day. Is he using women to practice martial arts?" Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Otherwise, he wouldn't be so impatient, right?"
"Your Majesty, be careful what you say!" Mo Chunyu said solemnly.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "This junior is really curious. It is really unbelievable that the prince is so lustful and has such cultivation."
Mo Chunyu said slowly: "The physique of the Dazhen royal family is like this. It has nothing to do with lust or not, and it has nothing to do with practicing martial arts."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "I see, then Mr. Mo, please say goodbye."
"Your Majesty, please——!" Mo Chunyu said solemnly.
Chu Zhiyuan walked out with a smile, and said as he walked: "If Mr. Mo has time, you might as well come to my palace as a guest. My father is a very hospitable person, especially those who like the art of painting."
As he spoke, he had already arrived outside the gate.
The four of them, Guo Chi, were guarding the door, facing off against six guards in white.
The six guards in white were already sweating profusely.
Guo Chi and the others were dissatisfied with the arrogance of the six of them. Six innate masters dared to be so presumptuous. They were still on the territory of Yujing, so they naturally wanted to give them some color.
Although he didn't take any action, he secretly stirred up the gang energy.
The suppression of the realm made the six white-clothed guards breathless, their faces turned red, and they were dripping with sweat.
Seeing Chu Zhiyuan and Zou Fang coming out, Guo Chi and the others stopped exercising, stepped back a few steps to get out of the way, and then protected Chu Zhiyuan.
Mo Chunyu said: "I have also heard about Prince Qing's painting skills."
What a prince is best at is painting, which is a kind of sadness, relief, and open-mindedness.
Ordinary people may fall into self-pity and be unable to extricate themselves, but Chu Minghou was able to concentrate his energy on his paintings and achieve success in his studies.
When others dared not speak, Chu Minghou was imprisoned for thirty years as a result of pleading for his brother's mercy, which filled Chu Minghou with a sense of innocence and innocence.
This kind of innocence is very attractive to the Grand Master.
Chu Zhiyuan knew this.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "If Mr. Mo also likes painting, he might as well come to the palace to communicate with his father. Maybe he will gain something."
When you reach the stage of being a great master, practice is no longer about immersing yourself in martial arts and practicing Qi to the death, but about training your mind.
Art is an excellent way to train the mind.
The way to cultivate the mind is to use art to gallop through heaven, earth, time and space.
Only with the help of art can we achieve the leap of imagination.
This kind of leap can form a real impact and touch the heart, thereby absorbing nutrients to strengthen the mind. It is an excellent way of practice.
"...Okay." Mo Chunyu nodded slowly: "If I have time, I will visit."
"Juniors are waiting for you!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his fists.
After leaving the house where the Dazhen delegation was located, Chu Zhiyuan's expression gradually became serious.
After being hit and devastated by such a violent storm, this Cheng Tianfeng was not completely destroyed.
I have to say it’s awesome.
He slowly walked into the street where the Sifang Pavilion was located, and met him face to face with a handsome young man striding around, surrounded by guards, looking majestic.
Chu Zhiyuan was accompanied by five masters, who were calm and restrained.
There were two grandmasters around this young man, but he was flamboyant and wanton, but when he came to Chu Zhiyuan, he suddenly became submissive, clasped his fists and saluted respectfully, and showed a flattering smile. Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists, smiled and nodded, and kept walking.
They passed each other, and after walking more than thirty meters, the handsome young man turned to a nearby house, but his face suddenly darkened and he sneered.
Several guards around him breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Zhiyuan, who was walking, raised his eyebrows.
Turning to look at Zou Fang: "Who is that?"
Zou Fang said: "Looking at his clothes, he should be the prince or crown prince of Dalie."
"Inquire about it." Chu Zhiyuan said.
Gao Jiong was puzzled: "Your Majesty, what's weird about that man?"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Let's see who it is first."
"Let's go find out." Gao Jiong said.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
He knew what Gao Jiong and the other three were thinking.
After arriving at the palace, there has been no opportunity to show off. The two boys were captured last time and handed over to the Supervision Department, but they did not achieve anything.
Failure to do so will result in an unstable footing.
Because he was a master, the guards and attendants in the mansion were very respectful, but they were not fully accepted, as they were still too polite.
They want to be a real part of Prince Qing's Mansion, instead of being isolated and only respected.
Chu Zhiyuan then put the young man behind, took the flying dragon bone, wore the flying dragon bead, and used the third level of Dragon Transformation Technique to surge, and continued to think about Cheng Tianfeng's just sword, the earth-shattering sword.
What he said to Cheng Tianfeng was half true.
If he hadn't absorbed enough flying dragon bones in the past few days to increase his speed and strength, it would be really dangerous to face this sword.
If he really had to give up absorbing the flying dragon bone to prevent the Jade Tower from becoming stronger, he would probably have been defeated by Cheng Tianfeng at this time.
Looking at it now, my intuition was still right, and there was no problem with my choice.
He thought about the similarities and differences between this sword and the Questioning Heart Sword Technique.
The Questioning Heart Sword Jue is a sword that determines life and death. Either you die or I die.
The same goes for Cheng Tianfeng's sword.
But it seems that the power of Cheng Tianfeng's sword is not as powerful as the Asking Heart Sword Jue, or even far different.
——
"Bang bang bang bang!"
"Bang——!"
"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang-bang-!"
Waves of vibrations came from Cheng Tianfeng's courtyard.
Mo Chunyu stood quietly outside the small courtyard with a solemn expression.
Cheng Tianfeng was seriously injured again this time, which could be described as adding injury to injury.
Can you survive this?
This Chu Zhiyuan looked peaceful, and his father had always been kind, but he was ruthless and vicious.
This time I came to the Sifang Pavilion and challenged him. I said it was to give the prince a chance, but in fact it was to further attack the prince and add another layer of hurt to the prince's wounds.
Whether he can get out of this hurdle depends on the prince's own character.
If you can get out of it, you will become more tenacious, and your future cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, even faster than before.
If you can't get out, I'm afraid it will slow down or even become mediocre.
The growth of a genius is so cruel. Only by going through real tests can he truly thrive and become a towering tree.
You will never become a great master if you stay in a warm and comfortable environment all the time.
"Ah——!!"
"Ah————!"
Cheng Tianfeng roared like crazy.
He waved his hand and told the crowd to disperse.
He stood quietly outside the courtyard and did not enter.
Chu Zhiyuan slowed down and kept observing Cheng Tianfeng's situation.
"Ah——!"
"Poof!"
Cheng Tianfeng smashed everything in the house to pieces, ignored the surging blood on his shoulder, and ran outside the house and screamed to the sky.
Suddenly a blood arrow spurted out and he fell limply to the ground.
Mo Chunyu appeared beside him in a flash, her face changed slightly, and she tapped dozens of fingers on his chest, then turned him around and tapped dozens more fingers.
Cheng Tianfeng's face is like gold paper, and his energy is like a gossamer.
Chu Zhiyuan suddenly smiled while stroking his hands.
Obsessed!
"Your Majesty?" Guo Chi couldn't help but ask when he saw him suddenly smiling.
Chu Zhiyuan chuckled and said: "Let's go to Zuixian Tower!"
"Zui Xian Tower?"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Congratulations!"
"Yes." Guo Chi couldn't help but grinned when he heard he was going to Zuixian Tower, regardless of what he was celebrating.
(End of chapter)