
"Start!" The referee gave a warning to both participants who were ready on the stage. They stood in both opposite directions and as soon as the cue was shouted, one of them immediately shot forward to attack.
The Four Seasons competition started about 20 minutes ago. The emperor had already given an opening speech that was quite mesmerizing to the people. The people also had the opportunity to see the Crown Prince who would later lead the kingdom. Qiao Rong was just watching from the side and certainly did not pay any attention to the Emperor's speech at all. According to him, all that is just nonsense for politics in winning the hearts of the people.
Especially when he saw the Crown Prince, he had indeed inherited the authority of Emperor Qiao, but at the same time also inherited his arrogance. Qiao Rong still had a memory of having been beaten by the Crown Prince with the Empress's permission, while Consort Shu could only look from the side in tears.
Qiao Rong, who was a child at that time, did not remember of course because of what it happened. However, he has given the right portion for them later.
Right now, the girl was focusing on paying close attention to the match. He was very much a hobby of researching the techniques and strategies that one used while fighting. Moreover, once the Wuling Sect had a monthly race, Li Wenhua was very fond of watching it.
One of the burly men who had darted earlier started swinging his spear towards his opponent. Unexpectedly, the opponent turned out to be the man who had been very praising Princess Lan in the waiting room, aka fanatical fans. Qiao Rong smiled, waiting for what the much smaller man would do.
But it turned out that the man was only silent while the burly man continued to charge towards him, but when the burly man started to approach, that was where the unbelievable happened.
The swing of the spear was reflected by the body of the little man. Of course the burly man, even the entire audience was shocked. Qiao Rong smiled looking at him, it turned out that the little man was quite intelligent.
Because his body was smaller than a man in general, he trained in the Golden Body Buddha technique. Thus, neither every weapon nor fist would have any effect on him. But actually this technique has a very fatal weakness, which requires a lot of energy to perform the technique. After a few swings of the reflected spear, the little man was already panting. Qiao Rong would retract his clever words if the little guy had no plans to attack.
Finally the waiting arrived, the little man attacked, "Hyaaahh!" He swung his sword at the body of the burly man. Qiao Rong had seen that sword swing technique. Illusion Sword Eye Technique, that technique was used by his older brother first. The technique was brilliant, it could manipulate the opponent's vision and make him misjudge where the sword thrust would land.
However, the little man did not expect one thing. The difference between the length of his spear and sword. The burly man did not use any technique and just swung his spear towards the little man's shoulder. The man seemed to be late realizing his mistake at the last moment. Finally a scream echoed from the stage, the next second fresh blood had already dripped from the little man's shoulder.
However the man had not given up, with a relatively close distance, he took out his protective spirit. The little man's protective spirit turned out to be a snake. Who immediately bit the body of the burly man. The burly man let out a screech, the next second he fell. Finally the little guy was declared victorious.
Qiao Rong just smiled looking at him. Either the mistake was unintentional or intentional to shorten the distance between the two of them.
For the audience who are close to the stage itself does not need to worry, because the stage is surrounded by transparent walls made of qi stone. The qi stone itself is a stone that a person injects a large amount of qi. It was the same as that person giving his cultivation results, therefore the price of qi stones was very high.
The next participant was finished being called after the body of the burly man was lifted and carried by a stretcher into the healing room, there were already royal physician-tribes inside.
Now the next two participants are facing exactly the same as the previous participants.
"Liu Liwei! Fight, Huang Zhong!!" The audience cheered after their names were announced.
One of the spectators next to him who didn't know him suddenly asked Qiao Rong, "This lady.is supporting Master Liu or Master Huang, ah?" The middle-aged mother smiled at him.
"I don't know which one to choose, please take your opinion." Qiao Rong again replied politely.
"Ah, look, Master Liu is the son of the prime minister of Yuan Kingdom, while Mr Huang is the son of the prime minister of Wen Kingdom." Hearing the aunt's explanation, Qiao Rong finally understood, it turned out that what was meant was a political game.
He was shouted, and finally the match began. Unlike earlier, where the little man only remained silent when the burly man attacked. This time both sides immediately dashed.
The sound of the clashing of sword blades sounded throughout the place nonstop. Qiao Rong looked at them carefully, their sword techniques were excellent. There were even some techniques that were issued reaching the Gold Level.
It was truly the son of the most esteemed official of the two kingdoms.
However, the thought of it made Qiao Rong recall Shen Haofeng. The cultivation level of that young man who was only two years away from his age had already reached the Heavenly Level. Everyone here would only be a joke if the young man entered this kind of competition. What is that guy doing? Qiao Rong wondered in his heart. But he recalled the words of his adoptive father, 'Hindness is the most chronic disease that can infect anyone.' Recalling that, Qiao Rong's chest became congested. Pimply. It looks like he's really sick.
Yet Qiao Rong's attention returned to the match when Huang Zhong took out his protective spirit. A jaguar roars loudly. Liu Liwei immediately shot back to a safe distance.
It was like Qiao Rong was laughing at the Emperor's pale face. That Huang Zhong, it's a pity that he's too stupid. Showing off his protective spirit in a competition like this, wasn't it the same as challenging the Crown Prince whose protective spirit was a white leopard? It would be great if the Emperor would not immediately think of getting rid of him for the smooth coronation of the Crown Prince.
But the match continued. Now it was Liu Liwei's turn to bring out his guardian spirit. It turned out that the biggest surprise remained in Liu Liwei's hands. His guardian spirit is a buffalo. But Qiao Rong knew that the buffalo was no ordinary buffalo.
Judging from its speed, even the buffalo can match the jaguar. They helped their Master's second fight. However, moments later the jaguar was already lying on the stage floor. Only then did Qiao Rong realize the poison that had been dissolved in the two buffalo horns.
With the loss of the protective spirit's aid, Huang Zhong finally had no advantage anymore, he was immediately cornered until finally giving up after Liu Liwei's sword darted and was right next to his throat.
Although the Wen Kingdom lost, but the Emperor looked relieved because someone managed to make the jaguar lay helpless. At least the protective spirit Huang Zhong had was unable to win the hearts of the people anymore. While the prime minister who was one level below the Emperor's seat clucked violently, but at the same time also heaved a sigh of relief. Qiao Rong had guessed that he did not allow his son to enter this competition.
Next, finally came the awaited one.
"Qiao Rong's! Fight back, Qiao Lan!" As soon as his name was shouted, all the spectators held their breaths. A few seconds later the entire place was filled with whispers for the sake of whispers.
"Didn't he not have a protective spirit?"
"Haahh, so just being on that stage feels like I'm going to die."
"Qiao Lan was certainly the most formidable and beautiful."
"I know, a disgrace to the Royal Family right?"
Qiao Rong immediately got up from his seat and advanced towards the stage. While the aunt who had been questioning him looked surprised.
Qiao Rong clasped his whip tightly as he climbed onto the stage.