Chapter 331 Easily Defeating the Prince of Chu

Xiang He was also stunned, but he soon came to his senses. According to legend, the son of the God of War was just a straw bag. Although he was not as dandy as Ci Song, his reputation was also very bad. Xiang He did not give Ci Yang face. He directly mocked: "I heard that Ci Song, the son of General Rentu, has turned back as a prodigal and became a disciple of Yan Sheng Academy. Why didn't he come to participate in this martial arts competition?"

Ci Yang heard the irony in Xiang He's words. He was insinuating that his father's status in Daliang was not as good as Ci Qibai's. "My cousin is still young. When he gets older, you will see the changes." To his greatness.”

"My cousin is much more talented than my brother. I wonder how much Xiang Shizi has achieved?"

Ci Yang stretched out his right hand and slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand. A trace of lightning condensed on his sword body.

"I have long heard that the royal family of the King of Chu all studied under military masters and majored in Ten Thousand Weapons Techniques. I wonder if you can take my sword?"

"Cai, it would be great for you and me to fight each other before the martial arts competition."

The yellow talent radiated from Xiang He's hand and gathered into a sword in his hand.

"Buzz."

The sword energy was flowing freely, and the two figures moved almost at the same time. Ci Yang swung out his sword, and a bolt of lightning mixed with terrifying sword intent roared towards Xiang He.

"The Secret of Ten Thousand Weapons—Returning to One Sword!"

A powerful sword intention was approaching Ci Yang, but Ci Yang was not afraid at all, and allowed the powerful sword intention to hit him. The two sword intentions collided, and the two of them each retreated ten steps in the air.

Lei Hai condensed lightsaber! "

Although Ci Yang's voice was not loud, it echoed in the air, making people's hearts palpitate. His figure did not move, but the long sword in his hand seemed to be alive, turning into thousands of lightning sword shadows, each sword shadow exuding fierce sword intent, facing Xiang He who was rushing towards him.

"The Secret of Ten Thousand Weapons - Transform the World!"

The moment the sword intention hit Ci Yang, Xiang He's yellow talent suddenly exploded, transforming into countless sword intentions, facing Ci Yang's attack. The two sword intents met in the air and collided with strong energy fluctuations, as if they were going to tear apart the space.

boom! boom! boom!

The two sword energies collided in mid-air and roared loudly. The powerful aftermath shook the people around them staggering, and General Liang and others were even shaken back several steps.

Ci Yang's figure was still as steady as a mountain, and his sword skills became more and more fierce. Thousands of sword shadows intertwined into a sword net, completely covering Xiang He. At this moment, Xiang He felt as if he was trapped in a world of swords. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not get rid of this sharp sword intent.

"If Crown Prince Xiang only has this kind of ability, the gap between him and my cousin is quite big."

The sword in Ci Yang's hand suddenly burst into deep sky-blue lightning. The light was so dazzling that it seemed to contain endless power. This sword seemed to be alive, exuding strong coercion, shocking everything around it.

Then he swung his sword, and a terrifying thunder light mixed with sharp sword intent roared out, like thunder, rushing towards Xiang He not far away.

A huge thunder sword intent struck towards Xiang He. Xiang He's face changed slightly, and he immediately gathered all his talents and transformed into a huge golden sword intent, facing the thunder sword intent.

"The Secret of Ten Thousand Weapons - Transform the World!"

The huge golden sword intent and the sky-blue thunder sword intent collided fiercely in the air, making a deafening noise. In an instant, strong winds were blowing, sand and rocks were flying, and the entire valley seemed to be shaking.

"boom."

However, although Xiang He's golden sword intent was powerful, it seemed a little powerless in the face of the terrifying thunder sword intent. There was only a "bang" sound, and Xiang He was sent flying out by the aftermath of the lightning sword intent, falling heavily to the ground. The originally shining golden armor had lost its luster and became dull.

"You are so strong?"

"It seems that the rumors are wrong. The so-called Prince Xiang, who is extremely talented in the Seven Kingdoms, is so weak. It seems that the gap between our secular world and the so-called literary world is still a bit big."

Ci Yang sighed slightly and sheathed the long sword. He had actually withdrawn his strength from the blow just now. If he really wanted to kill Xiang He, he would never be able to resist it.

If it were before, he would have started to make sarcastic remarks and become complacent, but now his heart is indeed unusually calm, and he has further realized the gap between himself and Ci Song.

Ci Yang was just an unknown sword manual he got from the young man next to Ci Song, but it brought him such a great improvement. Ci Song stayed with the young man all day long, practicing swordsmanship. If Ci Song used his full strength to attack , I'm afraid I can't even sustain a single move, which also makes Ci Yang feel how insignificant he is.

Perhaps his status in the secular world is considered good, but in the literary world, he is just the most ordinary existence.

"you!"

Xiang He glared at Ci Yang angrily, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Prince Xiang, if you are not convinced, just come and fight. I will wait for you at the Great Zhou Martial Arts Meeting."

Ci Yang put away his sword, turned around and walked to the carriage, "Let's go into the King's City of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I want to see how the world of the so-called Great Zhou Hui Wuuchi compares to my cousin?"

General Liang was filled with pride when he saw Ci Yang's performance. He shouted to the advancing Xi Chu army: "Please give way!"

Xiang He's eyes were full of unwillingness and anger. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails dug deeply into his palms, and the anger in his heart seemed to burst out.

He never thought that he, the prince of Western Chu, would lose to a recognized waste. In the surprised eyes of everyone, he felt unprecedented humiliation. Xiang He's self-esteem was greatly hurt. He could not accept this fact. He was unwilling to lose to a person despised by everyone.

He wanted to fight again, but because of his identity, he finally endured it. He knew that if he challenged again, he would not only lose the dignity of the prince, but also bring shame to the entire Western Chu royal family.

Xiang He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He knew that he could not be depressed like this. He had to cheer up and regain his dignity and honor.

"Prince Xiang, see you at the Great Zhou Martial Arts Competition." Ci Yang stood in front of the carriage and shouted to Xiang He from a distance.

"Humph!"

Xiang He snorted coldly, but did not respond to Ci Yang's words. He led the Western Chu army to make way for the Daliang army. After the Daliang team left, they continued to move forward.

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"Mr. Ci, why didn't you let me participate in this Great Zhou Martial Arts Competition? Didn't you say before that there was an inheritance of immortals there?"

"Yingtian, that place is indeed very good, but it is not suitable for you. Your ambition is not to be a scholar. As you said before, what you want to do is to rule the world and end this chaotic world. Immortals are not what you pursue. You are ambitious about the world and should take the world as your responsibility."

"But if I get the inheritance of immortals, I will definitely be able to end this chaotic world faster."