If you are not understood, there is nothing you can do.
My father once said many times, don't bow your head or the crown will fall off. The king is inherently lonely. What His Highness the Prince longs for is not understanding, but——
obey.
Strands of golden threads fluttered like ribbons.
His Highness has a majestic aura attached to him. His aura is rising steadily, and his cultivation level is rising. He has reached around the ninth level in just a few breaths!
This is……
"Strengthening magic?"
Zuo Chang frowned slightly, not understanding the details of this move.
Beside him, the rebellious Basil spoke: "Is it 'King Qi'? Your Highness, I haven't seen you for twenty years. Have you mastered the use of 'Empire National Destiny'?"
The prince's eyes were calm. He was sure of victory, so there was no fluctuation in his heart.
He raised his hand and held a bit of golden "national luck" in his palm: "I am the first heir to the empire. With the blessing of national luck, it is a matter of course. What is there to be surprised about? What really puzzles me is..."
He turned his head and looked at Zuo Chang and Basil.
"You two untouchables, what are you dissatisfied with? I cherish your talents and will give you another chance. Surrender to me now and I guarantee that you will enjoy unlimited wealth and glory!"
Zuo Chang laughed when he heard this.
He looked at His Highness the Prince and said nothing, just folding his hands.
The prince was irritated by his gaze and sneered: "What are you laughing at?"
"Your Highness, I'm not laughing at you. Your arrogance comes from your experience. The times have limited your vision. It's just an old antique from a thousand years ago talking nonsense, which inevitably makes me feel... funny."
Zuo Chang looked at the golden 'National Fortune' surrounding the prince and felt the bonus given to him by the strange power.
generally.
With a look of disdain on his face, he added, "But it doesn't matter. I'm here to eradicate your privileged thoughts and teach you true 'equality'."
No matter which world we are in, for all living beings, one thing is always equal.
die.
The prince sneered: "Stupid thing! You don't understand my strength at all!"
His Highness is not yet the emperor.
Although he can mobilize national sports to improve himself, he cannot reach his limit. At most, he can only upgrade himself to the ninth realm, not the ultimate ten realms of this era.
Zuo Chang appears to be in seven realms but is actually in eight realms. In terms of cultivation, he is only one realm away from the prince.
The gap in realm is a gap in hard power, which is particularly obvious in numerical values.
In most cases, the difference between one realm is the difference between heaven and earth. Nine realms can kill eight realms without any effort!
unless--
In addition to numerical values, there is also a gap between the two sides.
The wind and clouds are rising, and the dragon and tiger complement each other.
Zuo Chang didn't hesitate at all. He didn't even draw his sword. He just stepped forward and hit the face with a steady punch.
The prince was slightly startled.
There was a huge discrepancy between what he saw in his eyes and what he actually felt. He clearly felt an extremely sharp sword energy coming across him, like a mountain or a tide, pressing down on his head.
But how is this possible?
The opponent didn't move his sword!
"Zizai Jianxin?"
Basil is very knowledgeable, but not knowledgeable enough.
He had heard that on the other side of the sea, in the kingdom in the far east, there were those with superb swordsmanship who had reached the mysterious realm where "grass and trees are swords".
Those masters don't need to hold sharp weapons. Even with bare hands, they can cut through steel by just slashing with their palms raised. That state seems to be called "free sword heart".
Which of Zuo Chang's "natural sword bones" and "free sword hearts" is higher and which is lower has yet to be verified.
The only thing that is certain is——
Your Highness cannot stop it.
In shock, His Highness drew his sword with his backhand and swung it sideways, anxiously trying to block Zuo Chang's offensive.
The bright tip of the knife not only did not scare Zuo Chang, it even surprised him.
"This reaction... doesn't feel as good as... not as good as Kichijiro or Brother Man."
Zuo Chang thought about it carefully, and it seemed that none of his subordinates were so weak.
After much deliberation, only Asuka's retainer Kichijiro or Fenggudan member Man Laoge have such weak and powerless swords.
Wuyou's sword intent crossed across and hit the weak point of the sword.
His Highness flicked his wrist and felt a powerful attack, as if a rock had rolled down and hit the sword. The hastily swung sword fell from his hand, flew over, and landed on the ground.
The next moment, the field of vision was occupied by black shadows.
That's a fist that hits right in front of you!
"Ugh?!"
With a crisp click, Zuo Chang easily broke the bridge of His Highness's nose.
His Highness is also a tough guy.
He held his nose and stepped back. He didn't complain about the pain, but silently straightened the crooked bridge of his nose. He looked with vicious eyes at Zuo Chang, who slowly rolled up his sleeves and walked over.
Blood dripped from his nose, and he looked like a ghost.
Zuo Chang looked at him fearlessly and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"..."
silence.
The only response His Highness could give at this moment was silence.
Without his sword, he silently took up his stance and prepared to fight.
Zuo Chang stepped forward step by step and continued: "I don't know if it hurts you, but I feel quite good anyway. Of course it's comfortable to bully the weak. When you use your identity and power to abuse others, you must be like me now. This way, it's very enjoyable! I don't want to waste my words. I've said it ten thousand times, so why not beat you once. You can think about what to do while being beaten - what do you have to do now to make me stop infringing on you! "
His Royal Highness is Basil's student.
Basil taught him the art of swordsmanship.
Without the long sword, whether he can use 80% of his abilities is a question.
What's even more serious is that he is facing Zuo Chang.
Zuo Chang was also bare-handed, but he had a natural sword bone at full level, so he did not need to hold a sword to perform his "sword skills".
With one punch, the sword is full of force!
His Highness tried to take a punch, and his arm was immediately dripping with blood.
He lowered his eyes and saw a flat and smooth wound on his wrist, like a knife cut.
The cultivation level that is one level higher cannot produce the desired effect;
There seems to be no benefit to the national fortune.
Two confrontations, two losses. His Highness was defeated by Zuo Chang and was at the end of his rope!
Zuo Chang pressed forward step by step. His face was like a flat lake, but his eyes were like fire and stars, showing ruthlessness.
His Highness raised his hand and said: "Slow! Slow... I understand, Mr. Zuo Chang, I will consider your and Teacher Luo Le's ideas, please stop first!"
Zuo Chang frowned slightly: "The Golden Empire is gone, what are you still saying to me here?"
What's missing?
Why is it gone?
It's hard to understand what you're saying!
His Highness was helpless and shouted loudly: "I am the prince of the Golden Empire! The first heir! Mr. Zuo, think clearly before taking action!"
"What's the use of shouting loudly? I am now a cruel and ruthless lackey of the gods. It was the gods who ordered me to come here to beat you to death. If you want to blame, blame yourself for provoking someone you shouldn't have provoked. You are the boss of the gods. Can you collide? I’ll blind your dog’s eyes!”
"You...what are you talking about!" His Royal Highness couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly, "Who is the 'god'? Why did I bump into her!"
"You don't even know who the God is, do you think you deserve it? Die!"
"Decisive Weapon"!
Zuo Chang's nose was filled with breath like a sword. He glared angrily and punched out!
With 40 times the blessing of all attributes, his punch was enough to open the sky.
The poor prince died and became pieces of meat all over the ground.
Zuo Chang let out a breath and sneered: "If this doesn't make you understand what oppression is, then I have no other choice."
(End of chapter)
