Chapter 224: The Xiong Family Competition (5)

"Mr. Su, the prince wants to see you."

A butler came behind Su Yian and bowed.

Beiming Zhiyao looked at him, frowned and asked, "What does the prince want to see him for?"

"Miss Beiming, don't worry, it's not a big deal." The butler said, "He is a distinguished guest brought by Miss Beiming, and the prince will not neglect him."

Beiming Zhiyao looked at Su Yian, who spread his hands, then stood up and followed the butler to where Xiong Zhaolin was.

"Hello, prince." Su Yian was polite enough and smiled, "I wonder what the prince wants to see me for?"

Xiong Zhaolin's eyes were taken back from Beiming Zhiyao, because Beiming Zhiyao's eyes were all focused on this side at this time.

"It's not a big deal." Xiong Zhaolin smiled slightly, "I heard that you just went to the bathroom?"

"How did the prince know?" Su Yian showed just the right amount of surprise.

"You are a distinguished guest, and the palace naturally has to do its part in security issues." Xiong Zhaolin said lightly.

"Thank you, Your Highness, for your kindness. I did go to the bathroom just now."

"There was a dead person in the bathroom, and his coat was taken off. Did you know that?"

Su Yian's eyes widened instantly: "Is there such a thing? There is a dead person in the palace? This is impossible?!"

"You didn't see it?" Xiong Zhaolin seemed to have a deep meaning.

"No, no." Su Yian shook his head like a rattle: "I didn't see a dead person."

"Oh, didn't you see someone in the bathroom?"

Su Yian looked at him: "How did you know, and the person I met was a drunk, not a dead person, so, are you doubting me?"

"Of course not." Xiong Zhaolin shook his head: "I still trust the people brought by Miss Bei Ming."

"Then can I go back?"

"Of course." Xiong Zhaolin nodded.

After Su Yian returned, Lu Chengwang said, "It seems that the housekeeper in your house died after Su Yian left the bathroom. Maybe when Su Yian went in, the murderer was hiding in a single room."

Xiong Zhaolin nodded, "That might be the case. The murderer had planned to take action, but Su Yian happened to enter. Because Su Yian was not from the palace, killing him would probably attract attention immediately, so the murderer did not take action against Su Yian, but waited until Su Yian left to kill the housekeeper and put on his clothes."

As he spoke, Xiong Zhaolin's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Whoever dares to challenge my majesty today will pay the price!"

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"What did the prince ask you?"

As soon as Su Yian sat down, Bei Ming Zhiyao couldn't wait to ask.

Su Yian answered truthfully: "Someone died in the bathroom, and he called me over to ask. He might suspect that I was the murderer."

As he spoke, Su Yian looked at Xiong Zhaolin. After all, he was the King of Kaiping, and his questions were very sophisticated. He didn't directly talk about the death, but judged whether he knew the situation of the deceased through his own answers.

Fortunately, I am not simple, otherwise I would be exposed in a few words.

"Dead?" Bei Ming Zhiyao and Dongfang Xiaoxin were a little surprised. In this day of full security, there are still dead people in the palace?

"Was he killed?" Dongfang Xiaoxin asked.

"I don't know, the prince didn't say much, but it is likely that he was murdered, otherwise he wouldn't ask me." Su Yian said: "Well, anyway, it's none of our business, the palace will definitely find the murderer."

After that, Su Yian looked at the fierce competition, and at the same time, a strange color flashed in his eyes. It seems that he didn't find the magic talisman hidden in the wall.

Yes, the magic talisman has been specially processed. If I didn't find the magic talisman in the murderer's hand in advance, unless I use the elf eye, I can't see the magic talisman in the wall.

...

In the simulation environment, the remaining four people set out from different directions, as if they were telepathically heading towards the same goal.

But the expressions of the four people were completely different: Xiong Qinshun was relaxed, Xiong Binghua and Xiong Heyu looked as if they were facing a great enemy, and the most leisurely one was Xiong Chumo.

Xiong Chumo was indeed very leisurely, and his forward speed was the slowest among the four, and he was quite interested in appreciating the beautiful scenery of the mountain. If he had a mobile phone with him, he would definitely take a picture of this scenery and save it.

In this leisurely atmosphere, Xiong Qinshun appeared in his sight.

The four of them were all heading towards the middle mountain. Although they started from different points, they would inevitably meet halfway because their routes were intersecting and overlapping.

Xiong Chumo was closer to the middle mountain, and Xiong Qinshun was farther away. Xiong Chumo walked leisurely, so he was caught up by Xiong Qinshun from another road, and then met halfway up the mountain.

Because there was only one passable step up here!

When Xiong Chumo saw Xiong Qinshun, he was stunned. To be honest, he didn't expect to meet Xiong Qinshun so early. He originally wanted to meet Xiong Qinshun in the final battle.

But the results were almost the same. According to his estimation, there should be few who have not been eliminated now.

"Hey, cousin!" Xiong Chumo greeted leisurely. Anyway, he didn't plan to win, so he was not as scared as others when he met Xiong Qinshun!

However, the guests were excited.

Xiong Chumo was the son of Xiong Xiaohan, a genius who was famous in the Jingnan area at that time, and Xiong Qinshun was the son of Xiong Zhaolin, the King of Kaiping.

Xiong Xiaohan, who was known as a genius and at the peak of his career, lost to Xiong Zhaolin in the battle for succession, which surprised everyone.

Unexpectedly, after 18 years, the duel between the older generation has been passed on to this generation, and it looks quite interesting.

"Who do you think will win, Xiong Qinshun or Xiong Chumo? Although we didn't know the details of the competition back then, we are now witnessing the birth of the next King of Kaiping."

"It must be Xiong Qinshun. My father is a hero and my son is a hero. Xiong Xiaohan, who was at the peak of his career, lost to Xiong Zhaolin. His son is naturally no match for Xiong Zhaolin's son!"

"That may not be the case. We have heard of and seen Xiong Xiaohan's talent. Who knows if there is any inside story behind his loss?"

"Hehe, the Kaiping Palace is based on martial arts, how could it possibly use despicable means?"

"Stop arguing. No matter what, this is definitely a fight between dragons and tigers!"

In the field, Xiong Qinshun turned around and saw that it was Xiong Chumo. A smile appeared on his face: "Cousin Chumo, I didn't expect to meet you so soon."

"It's the same sooner or later." Xiong Chumo shrugged his shoulders, looking helpless. After all, second place sounds much better.

"Alas!" Xiong Chumo sighed and looked at Xiong Qinshun: "Cousin, come on."

Xiong Qinshun was stunned, and then he saw Xiong Chumo raised his right arm and said loudly: "I admit defeat!"

"No, you!" Xiong Qinshun hurriedly tried to keep him. Why did he admit defeat so easily? Even if he didn't want to be the champion, he could just show off a few tricks and act. What's the point of surrendering directly? !

But it was too late. Xiong Chumo was teleported directly out of the venue.

The guests were silent. They were a little excited to see Xiong Qinshun and Xiong Chumo face off, thinking that they could finally see a good fight. As a result, Xiong Chumo admitted defeat without any attempt? !

What is this! Although it did not violate the rules, this performance was too unpleasant.

Isn't Kaiping Palace a martial arts palace? How could it surrender without a fight? !

Is he still a member of the Xiong family? Is the warlike blood of the Xiong family flowing in his body? !

Everyone was speechless as they watched Xiong Chumo leave the field and walk upstairs calmly.

Lu Chengwang looked at Xiong Chumo: "This genius's performance is really eye-opening."

"In this way, your son's succession to the throne of King Kaiping is a foregone conclusion."

Xiong Zhaolin said expressionlessly: "Xiong Chumo's performance is simply a disgrace to the Xiong family. It is a shame to surrender without a fight! Besides, even if he doesn't admit defeat, he will not be a match for Qin Shun."

"Haha." Lu Chengwang laughed: "Your son has been carrying a sword on his back, but he has never been asked to use it!"

Speaking of this, Xiong Zhaolin's eyes showed a hint of pride: "Qin Shun's swordsmanship has been instructed by a Taoist swordsmanship grandmaster, even I can't compare to him."

"Oh?" Lu Chengwang became interested: "I wonder which Taoist swordsmanship grandmaster it is?"

"Lin Feng!" Xiong Zhaolin smiled slightly: "He is known as one of the grandmasters who is most likely to become a sword saint in Daqin!"

"Your son must have an outstanding talent in swordsmanship to be taught by this Taoist elder." Lu Chengwang praised.

Grandmasters of swordsmanship and great magicians are definitely high-end combat forces that cannot be ignored by a country, and they are worshipped!

Because they become grandmasters in a certain aspect, they are definitely the top ones in the level of great magicians, and they are expected to be sages!

There is pride in Xiong Zhaolin's eyes: "Qin Shun's talent in swordsmanship is indeed good. If there is a chance, I would like him to worship under Master Lin!"

"Qin Shun is gifted, you will definitely get what you want."

"Haha!" Xiong Zhaolin laughed, and his depressed mood because of killing people was relieved a little.

"Chu Mo just admitted defeat directly!?" Dongfang Xiaoxin was a little depressed. Although she knew Xiong Chu Mo's thoughts, she felt a little disappointed that he just admitted defeat without any battle!

"Don't worry, the final result is the same anyway!" Su Yian said nonchalantly while lying on the table.

Bei Ming Zhiyao smiled and looked at the field: "Look, Xiong Binghua and Xiong Heyu have also met. I wonder who will win?"

"I definitely can't beat Xiong Qinshun." Xiong Chumo walked up to the three people.

"My cousin is a master swordsman."

"Sword?" Su Yian became interested: "Which one is Xiong Qinshun?"

"Have you never noticed?" Xiong Chumo was speechless: "What have you been doing for so long?"

Su Yian smiled, then followed the direction Xiong Chumo pointed and fixed his sight on Xiong Qinshun.

"He really carries a sword."

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(To be continued)