Eight hundred and fortieth chapters active provocation
"The eldest prince came out of seclusion today! It is said that more than a month ago, after the eldest prince was awarded the position of Tianhou, he went into seclusion to practice in the hope of improving his cultivation. When he comes out of seclusion today, it is obvious that his cultivation has greatly improved!"
"Well! Because the eldest prince is in seclusion, he has not yet used the Tianhou token to go to the imperial barracks to select one hundred thousand imperial soldiers. When he leaves seclusion today, he is probably heading for those one hundred thousand imperial soldiers."
"This is indeed the direction for the Imperial Army Camp! The eldest prince is extremely talented, and he even stood out in the ranking battles where geniuses gathered. With the one hundred thousand imperial soldiers, I am afraid that the eldest prince's personal power is not weaker than that of the five major families."
On the street, there are bustling warriors, their eyes full of envy, and they are chirping like little birds.
To most of the warriors on the street, Huangfu Wudao was aloof, powerful, and extremely talented. He was the idol of many warriors.
As for Zhuo Wen, although it caused quite a stir at the time, it was a pity that he was absent from the Battle of Tianhou without any reason, which made many people suspicious and thought that he was afraid and absent. However, within half a month, the imperial capital had almost forgotten Zhuo Wen and his family.
The original deeds.
This world of martial arts is so cruel. Only the deeds of the victors will be remembered and praised by people. As for the losers, no matter how sensational what they did at the beginning was, they will be basically forgotten by people as time goes by.
And now Zhuo Wen is such a living example. The warriors on the street basically talk about the eldest prince Huangfu Wudao. As for Zhuo Wen, no one mentions it.
Huangfu Wudao put his hands behind his back and stood on the sedan chair, high above him, with a look of arrogance in his eyes.
He naturally saw the admiring gazes of countless warriors around him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a trace of curvature. He enjoyed the feeling of being supported by countless people.
Among the many warriors, Zhuo Wen naturally saw Huangfu Wudao with arrogant eyes, and his heart was full of sneers.
At the same time, he could hear the discussions in the crowd clearly, but his heart became colder and colder. Zhuo Wen had only disappeared for more than a month, and no one had mentioned him. It seems that this should be related to
The royal family has sealed some news and some connections.
After all, when Zhuo Wen challenged Huangfu Wudao, he almost defeated Huangfu Wudao. Such things were extremely sensational in the imperial city, but now no one seems to have mentioned it. Apparently the royal family has blocked the news.
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Therefore, most people in the imperial capital only knew that Zhuo Wen was afraid of being absent during the Battle of Tianhou, so Huangfu Wudao successfully obtained the position of Tianhou.
"The eldest prince is indeed strong! But Zhuo Wen is actually not weak either. Zhuo Wen forced the eldest prince into a very embarrassing situation back then. If His Majesty the Qing Emperor hadn't interfered, the outcome would probably have been tilted towards Zhuo Wen."
Suddenly, a rather clear voice sounded, and a young and energetic boy with a flushed face curled his lips to refute the people around him.
"Hey! How could you, a stinky kid like you, know these things? How could the eldest prince be so powerful and be so embarrassed by Zhuo Wen? If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."
"It is unlikely that Zhuo Wen can compete with the eldest prince. In the entire Qingxuan Dynasty, the eldest prince is the number one among the younger generation. Although Zhuo Wen is strong, he should be below the eldest prince."
Many warriors around were pointing at the young man, with many accusations in their words, thinking that the young man was talking nonsense.
"Hmph! I was around the square in front of the Jinluan Palace at that time. These are what I saw with my own eyes! Although the eldest prince is strong, Zhuo Wen is not weak either. Anyway, I think Zhuo Wen is very strong." The young man said with a flushed face and stubbornness.
Whoosh!
A sound broke through the air, and Huangfu Wudao, who was originally standing on the sedan, came to the young man at some unknown time, stared at the young man coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Do you mean to say that I am not as good as that?"
Zhuo Wen?"
The appearance of Huangfu Wudao immediately shocked many warriors around him, and these warriors even retreated, not daring to get too close to the young man.
Huangfu's reputation for being cruel and unethical was well-known throughout the imperial capital. If anything went against his will, the outcome would never be good.
The young man's whole body was trembling and his lips were trembling. He did not expect that Huangfu Wudao would actually come down in person, and he felt a little flustered in his heart.
"I'm asking you something? Why don't you say anything?"
Huangfu Wudao smiled coldly, lifted up the young man's clothes with his right hand, and lifted him off the ground, while the young man's legs were hanging in the air and swinging wildly, and he was completely helpless.
"First Prince, please calm down! I was just talking nonsense, please don't blame me!"
When Huangfu Wudao mentioned the boy, a middle-aged man in blue robe quickly walked out of the crowd, knelt down directly in front of Huangfu Wudao, and begged for mercy on the boy's behalf.
"Hmph! It's the son's fault for not educating his father. If you teach such a rebellious son, you, the father, deserve to die!"
Huangfu Wudao snorted coldly, and kicked out fiercely, directly hitting the chest of the middle-aged man in blue robe, and terrifying energy poured out.
The middle-aged man groaned in pain, and was kicked away by Huangfu Wudao. He was dragged along the ground for dozens of meters, and finally hit a stone pillar next to the street. His body just stopped, and his eyes opened angrily.
He actually lost his breath completely.
Huangfu Wudao actually kicked the young father to death!
Everyone around him was silent, staring at the dead middle-aged man silently, but no one said a fair word, but all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Huangfu's innocent eyes.
"father!"
The young man exclaimed, and his eyes suddenly became moist. He did not expect that Huangfu Wudao would be so domineering and kill his father with one move.
"I ask you again, do you think I'm not as good as Zhuo Wen?" Huangfu Wudao pinched the young man and asked coldly.
The young man laughed miserably, stared at Huangfu Wudao with resentful eyes, and shouted angrily: "Yes! You are indeed not as good as Zhuo Wen."
"If His Majesty the Qing Emperor hadn't been partial, he would have postponed the battle for three days. If you had continued to fight at that time, you would have been defeated! Your title of Heavenly Lord is not worthy of the name. Zhuo Wen is better than you!"
As soon as the young man said this, everyone around him sighed inwardly, this young man was dead, and he actually dared to speak out against Huangfu Wudao like this.
"Okay, okay! You are so courageous at such a young age, then I will send you to see your father right away!"
Huangfu Wudao laughed in anger, and just when he was about to kill the young man, a streak of blood flew out from the crowd and headed straight towards Huangfu Wudao.
"Um?"
Huangfu Wudao snorted coldly, and immediately let go of the young man. With a wave of his right hand, countless air blades condensed, and his right hand turned into a transparent blade, slashing violently on the bloody light.
Kick, kick, kick!
What frightened Huangfu Wudao was that the power contained in this blood light was extremely terrifying, as if he was facing a towering mountain at the moment. The pressure on his hands was so huge that he could not help but take a few steps back.
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Looking at Huangfu Wudao who retreated, the surroundings were silent. Soon they saw that the one who forced Huangfu Wudao back was a strange blood gun. At this moment, the blood gun was inserted upside down in front of everyone, and the surface was filled with blood.
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The young man also climbed up at this moment, looking at the blood gun in front of him, his eyes flashed with brilliance!
"Who is it?"
Stabilizing his body, Huangfu Wudao's eyes were gloomy and he stared straight ahead. The owner of this blood gun was definitely extraordinary. The pressure he had just put on him was extremely huge, like the power of God.
Everyone also followed Huangfu Wudao's line of sight and looked forward. They were all curious, who was it that used this bloody spear?
Kick, kick, kick!
The sound of crisp footsteps sounded, and a figure as tall as a pine tree silently walked out from the crowd. What appeared in front of everyone was a young man in white with sharp eyes. His whole body was spotless and he looked extremely clean.
Looking at this young man, everyone was stunned again, not because of the young man's appearance and temperament, but because the young man seemed to be only in his early twenties, a little younger than Huangfu Wudao.
But the blood spear he used just now actually forced Huangfu Wudao to take a few steps back, which is extremely rare among warriors of the same age.
"Who are you?"
Huangfu Wudao's eyes were gloomy. He did not expect that the one who took action was the young man in front of him who looked younger than him. He was also a little shocked in his heart.
Huangfu Wudao prides himself on being the number one among the younger generation. Apart from the dead Zhuo Wen, there is really no one from the younger generation who can threaten him. However, the young man who is younger than him in front of him actually gives him a powerful feeling.
A strong sense of threat.
"I heard that the eldest prince, Huangfu Wudao, is the number one young person in the Qingxuan Dynasty, and he has even won the highest honor of the dynasty, the position of Heavenly Marquis! Today I am not very talented, and I want to test what the eldest prince, the number one genius, is like.
What kind of goods?”
Zhuo Wen did not directly answer Huangfu's Wudao words, but said to himself.
Wow!
As soon as these words came out, everyone around them made a noise. Unexpectedly, this mysterious young man who suddenly appeared in front of him actually wanted to challenge the eldest prince Huangfu Wudao in full view of the public. He was really brave.
Huangfu Wudao's pupils shrank slightly. This person actually challenged him as soon as he came up. This made him feel something was wrong in his heart. Coupled with the terrifying pressure he felt from the blood gun just now, he began to hesitate.
"What? The eldest prince of the royal family doesn't dare to accept the challenge? Then you, the most powerful young man in the Qingxuan Dynasty, are somewhat unworthy of your reputation! It's just like what the young man said." Zhuo Wen said with a sarcastic smile.
Hearing this, everyone around them also looked at Huangfu Wudao, with doubts on their faces. Huangfu Wudao's hesitant attitude really made everyone a little puzzled.
"Huh! Why don't you dare? Since you want to die, I will help you."
As he spoke, Huangfu Wudao stamped his feet, and countless air blades flew straight towards Zhuo Wen. When he came to the sky above Zhuo Wen, he reached out with his right hand, and countless air blades turned into hurricanes and hooded Zhuo Wen.
Huangfu Wudao's progress is not slow. He is now at the late stage of Xuanzun Realm. His talent is indeed not weak. However, Zhuo Wen is no longer what he used to be. He is not afraid of Huangfu Wudao at all.
On the contrary, it is Huangfu's ignorance that should be feared.
With a stomp of his foot, countless seas of blood surged out. For a moment, Huangfu Wudao's air blade hurricane was broken like paper. Then Zhuo Wen stomped his right foot, and the blood gun turned into a bloody light and was held in his hand, pointing towards it.