Sound in the auditory sense tears apart the darkness in the visual sense.
It seemed as if nothing had happened on the high platform, except that Jiang Wang and Jiang Wuyong stood facing each other, their swords facing each other.
The tip of the sword touches the tip of the sword, and Sauvignon Blanc touches the waist of the beauty.
They only struck once, and so gently.
but.
A huge wave of air suddenly spread out, like a strong wind blowing, and the weaker people in the audience were shaken.
Jiang Wang and Jiang Wuyong drifted away separately.
Jiang Wuyong looked surprised.
Obviously, he did not expect that Jiang Wang would be able to withstand his purple energy-shielding palm and resist his Da Qi Emperor's sword skills.
But when others retreated, their eyes were already stained with purple energy.
The supreme technique he practiced for the Da Qi royal family was the Supreme Ziwei Zhongtian Code.
Swordsmanship, power, Taoism, and eye skills... are all-encompassing and dominate all sects.
He has almost no shortcomings, which is why he disdains the so-called winner of Tianfu Secret Realm.
However, Jiang Wang only retreated half a position before spitting out a mouthful of blood and forcibly stopping his retreat at the cost of being injured.
On top of his head of white hair, there were shadows of thorns.
There are many thorns, which are the most obstructive to the way forward.
A sharp tingling sensation emerged, but Jiang Wang's eyes cleared.
Taoist crown of thorns!
The effect is that the power of the next Taoist skill will be increased.
He had very high expectations for Jiang Wuyong's strength, and was already ready for this Taoist technique when he wielded the Sword of the Sun, Moon and Stars.
To stop retreating with injury is of course to seize the opportunity.
At the same time as the crown of thorns appeared, three fire flowers bloomed in front of Jiang Wuyong.
In his purple pupils, he could clearly sense that the power of the one in the middle exceeded the rest.
When the purple pupils were fixed, the core of the fire flower was driven away from the elemental force and dissipated in the air.
Then the beauty's waist flashed past and easily cut open the other two fireworks.
But in the next moment, his hair stood on end!
Because Jiang Wang is coming with a sword!
He came from the distant town of Zhuangguo.
He emerged from a dead realm trapped in the netherworld.
An eighteen-year-old boy traveled alone across the country, traveling through mountains and rivers, refining his sword and refining his heart.
Every day, I try my best.
Every step is to become stronger.
This sword represents the mountains and rivers he passed through after traveling thousands of miles.
The reason why Jiang Wang becomes Jiang Wang is because of everything he has experienced.
The sword of mountains and rivers!
Jiang Wuyong wanted to avoid the edge temporarily, but he found that he couldn't avoid it at all.
This sword is too far away.
He tried his best to swing his sword, but the beauty's waist was gently swung open.
This sword is too heavy.
It seems as if heaven and earth are in harmony, mountains and rivers are falling, and rivers are rushing.
Jiang Wuyong frantically searched for a solution, searching for those miraculous skills in his mind.
However, he was frozen there, unable to move.
The tip of Sauvignon Blanc's sword was facing his eyebrows.
As long as he moves forward a little, everything about him will turn into smoke.
He lost!
There was silence on the high platform, and deathly silence below the high platform.
A descendant of the Da Qi royal family and the current fourteenth son of His Majesty, actually lost to an opponent from the same realm in a duel?
So far, only Wang Yiwu, a disciple of the Great Qi Army God Jiang Mengxiong, has set such a record in public.
Moreover, the opponent he faced was the more powerful Ninth Prince Jiang Wuxie.
But what kind of person is Wang Yiwu? He was praised by the God of War Jiang Mengxiong as the best in the world. Even defeating a child of the royal family seems to be within the acceptable range of everyone.
How can this Jiang Wang compare with him?
The crowd looked at each other, speechless.
Lian Luyue, the elder of the Lian family, opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe it.
Patriarch Lian Zhuping's eyes changed, and he suddenly felt that the previously promising cooperation did not seem so appropriate.
Except for Chong Xuan Sheng, perhaps no one can imagine this ending.
Jiang Wang pointed his sword at Jiang Wuyong: "The reason why I agreed to fight with you is because I just want to tell you that the treasures in the world should not be owned by the virtuous. This is just a pretense of plundering. Whose treasures belong to the master in the world?
, it should belong to whom.
The so-called virtue should not be defined by you.
Power is not a virtue.
Power is power, virtue is virtue.
It is unethical for you to be oppressive and to steal love.
You are provocative and have failed miserably. You have also lost your authority.
The royal family of Daqi is so noble. But you are not only devoid of virtue, but also have no authority.
What I saw is a disgrace to the whole family!"
The sword has not advanced, but the words are better than the sword.
In order to avoid further humiliation, Jiang Wuyong did not dare to act rashly. He just gritted his teeth and said: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Whatever you say, it will be whatever you say!"
Seeing that his strength was nothing more than this, Jiang Wang smiled calmly and turned his sword back into its sheath.
"Do you deserve the surname Jiang?"
No matter how humiliated Jiang Wuyong was here, Zhong Xuansheng had already extended his fat hand in front of the fair-faced middle-aged man off the court, like a ghost urging him to die: "Hurry up! I am willing to admit defeat!"
The eunuch under Jiang Wuyong was expressionless as he waited. He took out two jade sticks and a box of ten thousand yuan stones and put them into the fat hand that almost hit him in the face.
Chong Xuansheng first checked the jade sign, then opened the box and counted the pieces. After careful inspection, he confirmed that they were ten thousand-yuan stones with guaranteed quality and quantity.
Then he burst out laughing: "Welcome to gamble again next time!"
…
Under the strange looks of the crowd, the bearers lifted up the sedan again and hurried away with the Fourteenth Prince.
Jiang Wuyong's expression did not calm down until he left Nanyao City.
To be defeated in public and to be called the disgrace of the whole family is simply a shame and a great humiliation!
And the series of negative impacts derived from this were huge losses that he had to consider.
He was filled with anger and resentment, and for a while he didn't know who to vent to.
At this time, far away from the crowd, Jiang Wuyong finally let go of his scruples and couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said angrily: "If it weren't for my father's partiality, the two most powerful scriptures in the Supreme Ziwei, the Classics, the Earth and the Weft, would not be passed on to me. Today I
Why is this so?"
He punched the seat angrily.
"As long as I am allowed to practice even a small amount of Jiang Wang, I can kill him with my hands. I will not suffer this humiliation!"
"Your Highness, be silent." The great eunuch said solemnly: "Only the prince can cultivate the two parts of heaven, earth, and weft."
"Stop fooling me with false lies!" Jiang Wuyong became even more angry: "Then how did my third sister, ninth brother, and eleventh brother cultivate?"
The chief eunuch said: "They..."
"It's just because my mother's family is so powerful! Sooner or later, my Jiang family's dynasty will fall into ruin at the hands of these relatives!"
As soon as these words came out, the ten bearers carrying the sedan suddenly froze, opened their mouths unconsciously, and blood gushed out, forming ten blood lines, and rushed into the sedan.
Each of the eunuch's fingers was connected to a blood line. He clenched his fingers and the blood lines disappeared immediately.
The ten bearers and the sedan suddenly fell to the ground.
In the sedan chair, the eunuch didn't move at all.
But Jiang Wuyong's face became ugly.
"Your Highness," the eunuch said in a deep voice, "Have you ever thought about the impact these words will have on you if they spread?"
"The Ninth Prince was defeated by Wang Yiwu the year before last. With His Highness's usual extreme attitude, have you ever heard of him being so out of control?"
"It's not terrible to be frustrated for a moment. Are you afraid of falling further behind in this battle for the right to inherit the throne? If you suffer a big loss today, it may be an opportunity to feel proud in the future. At least other His Highnesses will relax their vigilance towards you and no longer care about you.
Treat you as an opponent."
"But if you can't even control this emotion and keep making mistakes, we'd better leave the capital as soon as possible and become a wealthy and idle person. This will prevent the old slave from accompanying you to death on the street one day. We will also give hundreds of people in the palace a way to survive!
"
Jiang Wuyong closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, he had calmed down.