How can we express Mu Fusheng's current feelings?
I've tried my best to avoid contact with this Jiu Bailu, and I haven't even mentioned its name!
How did it suddenly get involved with me?
Feeling the intense gazes around him, Mu Fusheng felt he really wanted to die.
The curse of beauty ultimately backfired on her.
Even the Crown Prince couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, thinking to himself, "It seems my elder sister's cunning side is kicking in again."
Cang Ming also looked at Mu Fusheng, frowned, and said, "It seems this fellow Daoist is quite powerful, actually managing to attract the attention of the Second Princess."
Xuanming Holy Son also stared intently at Mu Fusheng Mu Fusheng, as if trying to see through him.
With a wry smile, Mu Fusheng stood up and said, "Perhaps the Second Princess has mistaken me for someone else. I don't have the strength, so I won't make a fool of myself."
However, just as these words were spoken...
Cang Ming chuckled and said, "Oh? It seems this fellow Daoist intends to avoid the fight? This is merely a friendly exchange; avoiding the fight now might damage the Crown Prince's reputation, wouldn't it?"
The Xuanming Holy Son, sitting opposite the Crown Prince, smiled faintly, "Your Highness, it would be best to find some reliable servants; otherwise, it will damage your reputation if word gets out."
The Crown Prince smiled and said, " Brother Mu is my good friend. If he doesn't want to help, then he doesn't have to. If even my good friend has to be forced into battle and I, as the Crown Prince, am powerless and have to be subservient to him, then won't no one want to be my friend in the future?"
The Crown Prince truly lives up to his title.
Upon hearing these words, everyone couldn't help but glance at the Crown Prince with admiration.
Even Mu Fusheng couldn't help but give the Crown Prince a thumbs up for his words.
As the Crown Prince's adversary, the Third Prince naturally wouldn't let him off easily, so he retorted, "This is just a friendly sparring match. Do you really want to ruin relations with other forces over something like this? Such a refusal is far too disrespectful."
With the Third Prince's backing, Cang Ming boldly declared, "Fellow Daoist, since you are under the Crown Prince's command and favored by Her Highness the Princess, you must possess extraordinary abilities. On behalf of the Canghua Mountain Villa, I once again request permission to fight."
At this point, Cang Ming bowed respectfully.
Upon seeing this, the Crown Prince frowned slightly.
The emperor, seated on his throne, merely watched the scene unfold with a smile, seemingly with no intention of intervening.
Meanwhile, the officials below began to discuss the matter.
"It seems the Third Prince won't give up."
"Hmm, but so the Xuanming Holy Son is also on the Third Prince's side? If that's the case, things are getting serious, since the Black Tortoise Divine Dynasty is, after all, an enemy force."
"It's a coincidence, isn't it? The Xuanming Holy Son has been pursuing Her Highness the Princess, but she's never even bothered to meet him. Now she's showing interest in another man, so naturally she's a little jealous."
"However, I can't see anything special about this boy that would make Her Highness the Princess value him so much. He doesn't seem to have any particularly strong abilities!"
At this point, Mu Fusheng frowned slightly and glanced at Jiu Bailu, who had a faint smile on her face.
Is this an attempt to test my limits?
Suddenly, Xiao Hei stood up and said, "I'll help you."
But Mu Fusheng leaned on Xiao Hei's shoulder, his bitter smile fading and replaced by a cold expression.
Since they all want to test my strength, let's play along.
"Senior brother, let me do it."
Xiao Hei frowned and said, "But weren't you going to hide your strength...?"
As Mu Fusheng walked to the center, he transmitted his voice, "Who said we need to use our trump cards to beat him? But if he resorts to underhanded tactics or calls in reinforcements, then there's nothing we can do."
Everyone looked over curiously when they saw Mu Fusheng arrive at the center.
Cang Ming, with a cold smile, walked up to Mu Fusheng.
"Please give me your guidance." Cang Ming cupped his hands in greeting.
Mu Fusheng returned the gift.
Behind them, Fang Qiong looked at Xiao Hei and asked telepathically, " Little Senior Brother Hei, how will Senior Brother Mu fight?"
Without hesitation, Xiao Hei said, "Since the Junior Brother Mu is planning to make a move, he definitely won't use his full strength under these circumstances. However, he also can't let the opponent see that he's hiding his power, so he'll definitely pretend that this sparring match was very difficult before he finally defeated his opponent, or that he barely managed a draw."
Fang Qiong nodded. "That's typical of my Senior Brother Mu."
What Xiao Hei said was exactly what Mu Fusheng was thinking.
They wanted to see how capable Mu Fusheng was, so Mu Fusheng simply played along, putting on an act to make them believe that his abilities were limited.
It can also confuse the other party.
At this moment, Cang Ming took out a broadsword, which was different from the others.
The broadsword had serrated edges, covered with dark bloodstains that had accumulated over time.
The moment that greatsword was drawn, the stench of blood filled the entire hall!
Cang Ming stroked the back of the blade and said with a smile, "Swords have no eyes, fellow Daoist, be careful. If you feel you can't handle it, just admit defeat loudly, otherwise if I'm slow to sheathe my blade, your blood will stain this Bloodtooth Saber."
Mu Fusheng then directly pulled out the Eight Peaks Thunder Prison.
The Eight Peaks Thunder Prison can still be considered a top-tier weapon in the Mortal Realm.
However, in this Chaos Realm, it can only serve as an ordinary God Emperor- level Law Treasure.
"Make your move."
As the Mu Fusheng fell to the ground.
Cang Ming laugh, and before the laughter had even finished, he had already transformed into a bloody shadow and rushed towards Mu Fusheng.
With both hands gripping the hilt, the serrated blade slashed down towards Mu Fusheng's head!
Before the blade even arrived, a bloody storm erupted! It was as if a bloodthirsty demon from Purgatory was wielding a blade and slashing towards Mu Fusheng!
A foul wind swept through the entire hall. Suddenly, the two musicians playing the Dragon Phoenix Zither on either side of the emperor swept the strings, blocking the foul wind.
Mu Fusheng raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the bloody wind, and the Eight Peaks Thunder Prison in his hand instantly swelled in the wind!
Above, bolts of lightning began to surge.
It was not the power of Ancient Divine Lightning, but rather the thunder that Mu Fusheng collected in the Raging Lightning Sea.
The eight enormous thunder peaks seemed to be about to burst through the dome, blocking Cang Ming's greatsword!
"Oh? You've mastered the power of thunder quite well, but if that's all, I might be disappointed."
Cang Ming took a slight step back, bent his knees and bent over, thrusting his long sword forward horizontally, and then pierced through the eight thunder peaks!
Mu Fusheng waved his hand, and one of the thunder peaks rushed towards the long sword that was piercing through with blood shadow.
At the same time, a talisman appeared in his hand, which he flung upwards and transformed into a thunderous spear, hovering above Cang Ming's crown.
But all of this...
They didn't seem to be taken seriously by Cang Ming.
Cang Ming let out a cold snort and suddenly stomped his foot.
The Bloodtooth Saber in his hand erupted with a violent, foul gust of wind. As it plunged into Lei Feng, his body suddenly turned around and his hands gripping the hilt pointed upwards. Then, he slashed upwards with a fierce blow!
Lei Feng was split in two, and at the same time, a crescent slash shattered the lightning spear formed from talismans.
"Is that all?" Cang Ming turned around, frowned at Mu Fusheng, and said, "If that's all, what makes you think you deserve the Princess's attention?"