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Chapter 403 Why not, how about we have a test?

Lost!

All lost!

In four competitions, all the top talents selected by Chu Xiaoao were defeated.

Martial arts, alchemy, formations, and weapon refining, no one can win!

this...

It’s simply unbelievable and unacceptable!

Could it be that the younger generation of Cangyun Empire is so vulnerable?

Could it be that the younger generation of the four empires are really so stunning and beautiful?

Chu Xiaoao felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart and sat down slumped again.

Cangyun was defeated miserably, and those five important treasures were obtained by the four great empires. As for how they divided them, that was their business and had nothing to do with Cangyun Empire, and Chu Xiaoao didn't care.

After all, although the Luanhuang Pill is precious, the Chu royal family can still afford it!

But the important thing is that after this competition, the envoys from the four countries must believe that Cangyun is extremely weak; after they return, they will definitely unite the armies of the four countries and launch a direct attack on the Cangyun Empire.

By then, the entire Cangyun Empire will inevitably be destroyed!

"Haha, Your Majesty the Emperor of Chu, is this the leader of the younger generation of Cangyun Empire?"

Prince An of the Beiming Empire looked proud at this moment and said with a smile: "If this is true, it seems that your Cangyun Empire is really worse than the last generation, and there is no successor!"

As soon as these words came out, the people from the other three empires also smiled, their eyes full of pride and sarcasm.

I originally thought that spying on the national power of the Cangyun Empire would be a lot of trouble; but I didn't expect that it would be so simple.

An empire, no matter how powerful it once was, once it has no successors, it is like a seriously ill tiger or a dying old woman, no longer a threat and can be slaughtered by others!

The Cangyun Empire has a vast territory and a large population. It once had the power to conquer Zhongzhou. But now, thousands of years have passed, and this lion has grown old and its fangs are all gone.

Next, they only need to find out the background of the Cangyun Empire and confirm that this lion really has no strength to fight, and then they can complete their purpose of coming to Cangyun!

"It's just a competition between juniors. It's not a real sword or a real gun. Fighting to the death cannot represent the strength of a country."

Chu Xiaoao was feeling gloomy at the moment, but his face was still calm and he smiled lightly: "Of course, in this competition, it is true that my Cangyun Empire's skills are inferior to others..."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Xiao's proud eyes subconsciously glanced at Ye Wushuang.

At this moment, Ye Wushuang was still leaning on the chair, his head slightly lowered, his eyes slightly narrowed, looking groggy, as if... asleep?

He had actually expected the result of today's competition; that's why he invited Ye Wushuang to come and watch the battle, just to let Ye Wushuang win back some face for the Cangyun Empire at the last moment.

But now, Ye Wushuang still has no intention of taking action, and it is obvious that he is not ready to help.

And as the leader of a country, he couldn't lower his status to plead with Ye Wushuang, let alone force Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang is arrogant and arrogant; if he can be persuaded, there may be a chance; but if he uses force as Emperor Cangyun, it will only be counterproductive.

It seems that Cangyun Empire is in doom this time!

Chu Xiaoao couldn't help but feel a touch of desolation in his heart, and sighed slightly.

"Son...Son?"

Lin Ruoer noticed Chu Xiaoao's gaze at this moment and quickly pulled Ye Wushuang gently.

"Um?"

Ye Wushuang raised his head slightly and looked doubtfully: "Is it over?"

"Well, third brother, the competition is over!"

"In that case, let's go!"

Ye Wushuang nodded slightly, stood up, stretched out, cupped his hands towards Chu Xiaoao, and said: "Emperor Chu, farewell!"

"Wait!"

At this moment, a figure walked out of the crowd.

It is the eleventh prince of the Beiming Empire, Ming Che!

"Master Ye, after watching the theater for so long, doesn't he want to exercise?"

At this moment, Ming Che stepped forward and stood in front of Ye Wushuang and the others, and said with a faint smile: "I heard His Majesty the Emperor of Chu say earlier that you are a distinguished guest of the Chu royal family, so you must have extraordinary strength. I wonder if I can show it here.

Do you want me to wait and see?"

He has endured it all morning.

He originally thought that Ye Wushuang came here to represent the Cangyun Empire and participate in the competition; so he had already ordered him to go down and teach Ye Wushuang a lesson in the competition and vent his anger.

But I never thought that after this guy arrived, he slept here all morning without giving him a chance to take revenge.

If he wants to leave now, how can he let him go so easily?

After all, the previous time in Lingyun Pavilion was the most aggrieved time for him in his life!

"exhibit?"

Glancing at Ming Che, Ye Wushuang yawned and said contemptuously: "Who do you think you are, and you deserve to see what I am capable of?"

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder on dry land, suddenly exploding in the square.

There was a roar, which shocked the whole place into silence, and everyone was stunned!

"Qingcheng, Ruo'er, let's go!"

Lazy nonsense, Ye Wushuang waved directly to the two of them and stepped away.

Coming here today was just to give Chu Yuntian some face and watch the battle from the sidelines; winning or losing the competition had nothing to do with him, and he was not interested at all.

As for Prince Mingche...

He is just a prince of a barbarian country, not worthy of his attention!

"Okay, okay..."

Ming Che came back to his senses at this moment, laughed angrily, said three good words in a row, and sneered: "I thought that the person who was called a distinguished guest by His Majesty the Emperor of Chu would be some great person; it turned out that he was just a guest.

He's just a short-sighted coward!"

"It's no wonder that the so-called proud men carefully selected by your country are so vulnerable. What can the people you call your honored guests be capable of?"

"He's nothing more than a grandstanding coward!"

Short-sighted?

Vulnerable?

Grandstanding?

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the Cangyun people present changed slightly and looked ugly.

Ming Che's words seemed to be ridiculing Ye Wushuang; but in fact, they were openly belittling the entire Cangyun Empire.

Simply, outrageous!

"interesting..."

Ye Wushuang's footsteps suddenly stopped at this moment, and the corners of his mouth quietly raised, revealing a smile.

From the beginning to the end, he did nothing, not even said a few words; but in Ming Che's mouth, he turned into a liar who was strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

This made Ye Wushuang, who had been bored all morning, suddenly become a little interested.

"I didn't want to bully you, but since you insist on seeking abuse, I have no choice but to grant your wish!"

Ye Wushuang looked at Ming Che and said with a faint smile: "Showing alone is not interesting; why not, how about we compete?"

“Just what I wanted!”

Ming Che was waiting for this sentence. He nodded immediately and said with a sly smile: "Master Ye, since you are a distinguished guest of His Majesty the Emperor of Chu, you must be extraordinary. Why don't we compete in martial arts, alchemy, formations, and weapon refining?

!”

"Can!"

Ye Wushuang turned around at this moment, nodded slightly, and said immediately: "But...since it is a competition, there must be some luck!"

"certainly!"

Ming Che waved his right hand and took out the previous Shasha-Destroying Sword, and said proudly: "You Cangyun Empire didn't have the ability to take the Shasha-Destroying Sword before. Now, I will give you another chance and treat it like this."

The prize for the competition!"

"Are you kidding me?"

Glancing at the Destruction Sword, Ye Wushuang sneered, waved his hand, and said: "This sword is too weak, I don't like it!"

Too many times?

Don't like it?

This is a famous top-level spiritual weapon, definitely comparable to low-level spiritual treasures. Ye Wushuang actually said that he doesn't like it?


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