The Azure Cloud Imperial Family, Brothers at Odds

After watching the duel between Wu Pingjian and Sun Xing, Qin Yi finally became interested in the martial contest for a bride. Fighting powerful opponents was the fastest way to improve his strength, and he was growing more and more eager to see whom he would face next.

After Wu Pingjian and Sun Xing's fight, the spectators could hardly muster any interest in the next few duels. As though the curtain of light in the sky knew what they were thinking, the duel everyone had long awaited finally appeared after several more matches.

Number one versus number four.

"Has the prince of the Azure Cloud Imperial Family finally come out?" Qin Yi was somewhat interested in this so-called prince as well. He wanted to see what the prince could do.

A man in a python robe, his face resolute, appeared in the arena. He was Yang Hua, the third prince of the Azure Cloud Imperial Dynasty. His mission this time was to marry Princess Tianhai and thereby win over Prince Tianhai to build up his own power.

His imperial consort mother had gone to great lengths to persuade the emperor to set the age limit below twenty-five, preventing his two older brothers from ruining things.

Unfortunately, his opponent was precisely the person his second imperial brother, Yang Jian, had sent to ruin things. Even though his dear younger brother had set him up, he had still "thoughtfully" made preparations for Yang Hua, specifically summoning his junior brother from the same sect, Cheng Biao, back for this martial contest for a bride.

Golden light flashed before Yang Hua, and a long halberd, golden from end to end and covered in dragon patterns, appeared in his hand. The Azure Cloud Emperor had bestowed it upon him when he broke through to Foundation Establishment. Pointing the Heavenly Dragon War Halberd at Cheng Biao from a distance, Yang Hua said proudly, "Do you know who I am?"

"I am Yang Hua, the third prince of Azure Cloud. If you don't want to die, hurry up and get down there and admit defeat. Once I make my move, you won't have another chance."

As if he hadn't heard Yang Hua, Cheng Biao instead chuckled, produced two massive hammers, and swung them a couple of times. Yang Hua had been a little angry, but when he saw the hammers, the corner of his mouth twitched. If one of those things hit him, hiss...

"Kill!!!"

While Yang Hua was still distracted, Cheng Biao charged at him, swinging his hammers. Yang Hua didn't dare be careless and hurriedly struck back. The two traded blows, neither giving ground.

"If you've got the guts, stop dodging!" Cheng Biao couldn't stand Yang Hua's way of fighting, striking once and then leaping away, and couldn't help cursing him. Yang Hua acted as though he hadn't heard and kept fighting his own way. Only a fool would meet Cheng Biao head-on. What he was doing was called tactics.

Cheng Biao waited for the right moment and smashed both hammers into the ground. Yang Hua lost his footing, allowing Cheng Biao to close in, and the two immediately fought at close quarters. Yang Hua couldn't wield the Heavenly Dragon War Halberd properly at such close range and was driven back several steps by a blow from Cheng Biao's hammer.

Seeing that a member of the dignified Azure Cloud Imperial Family was so vulnerable, the spectators broke into boos, and Yang Hua's face instantly turned livid. What did a bunch of unruly commoners know?

Seeing Cheng Biao charging at him again, Yang Hua planted the Heavenly Dragon War Halberd in the ground and quickly formed seals with both hands. Before Cheng Biao could reach him, a dragon silhouette burst from the halberd and charged toward him. Cheng Biao tried to block it with his hammer, but the dragon silhouette passed straight through.

Qin Yi shot to his feet at the sight. A Divine Sense attack! That dragon silhouette could actually attack Divine Sense directly. Sure enough, the instant it touched Cheng Biao, a dragon's roar rang out in his sea of consciousness. Yang Hua seized the opportunity to pick up the Heavenly Dragon War Halberd and charge at him.

Spiritual power gathered in the Heavenly Dragon War Halberd, and Yang Hua struck Cheng Biao across the chest with it, sending him flying backward. Before Yang Hua could press the attack, Cheng Biao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up his hammers, and stood again.

Yang Hua's face darkened. He hadn't expected Cheng Biao to have cultivated a Body Refining Cultivation Method. It seemed he could no longer hold back. Cheng Biao clearly hadn't been pulling his punches against him; every move had been fierce, and those hammers had whistled toward him with every blow. If he kept holding back, he might come to grief here.

Blood trickled from the corner of Cheng Biao's mouth, and his eyes were bloodshot. A moment's carelessness had cost him dearly. He had now forgotten Yang Jian's instructions; he wanted to tear Yang Hua apart. He knocked the two hammers in his hands together and infused them with the spiritual power in his body, and a heavy presence emanated from them.

Yang Hua didn't dare underestimate his enemy. He stood suspended in the air with the Heavenly Dragon War Halberd in hand and forced a drop of blood from his fingertip into it, rousing its ferocity. As the halberd gradually gave off a blood-red glow, a faint dragon's roar sounded across the arena.

Hearing the roar, Cheng Biao hurled one of his hammers at Yang Hua. As long as this strike hit Yang Hua, it was sure to injure him severely.

Seeing this, Yang Hua hurled the Heavenly Dragon War Halberd at Cheng Biao. The halberd transformed into a dragon silhouette and collided with the hammer in midair.

Boom!

The explosion rang out to the heavens. Seeing that one hammer could barely hold back Yang Hua's halberd, Cheng Biao threw the other at him. But just then, a triumphant smile appeared at the corner of Yang Hua's mouth. "You've lost."

The moment the hammer left Cheng Biao's hand, Yang Hua roared, and the Heavenly Dragon War Halberd erupted with power, instantly knocking away the hammer blocking its path. By the time Cheng Biao tried to dodge, it was too late. Fortunately, a light shone from the longevity lock around his neck, turning into a protective barrier that enveloped him.

But the longevity lock held for only an instant before shattering with a crash. Cheng Biao could only raise his arms in front of his chest. Seeing this, Yang Hua curled his lips in disdain.

"I admit defeat!"

To Yang Hua's surprise, Cheng Biao wasn't pierced through in an instant. A streak of Sword Qi descended from the sky and blasted the Heavenly Dragon War Halberd away. Cheng Biao fell painfully to his knees, gasping for breath. If he hadn't cultivated a Body Refining Cultivation Method, he would have been pierced through by now.

Yang Hua picked up the Heavenly Dragon War Halberd, walked over to Cheng Biao, and patted him on the shoulder. His gaze was icy, and his voice was filled with killing intent as he said quietly, "Whoever sent you, go back and tell him to wait."

Cheng Biao snorted coldly and said nothing more. Clutching his injured chest, he walked down from the arena.