"As the saying goes, the beauty of a gentleman's adulthood is that a cousin is an elder brother and will not compete with his younger brother, right?"
The third prince forced out a smile again, but it was very ugly.
"Why isn't the third cousin the elder brother?" Yu Wenxuan touched his chin and said casually.
"There is always a first-come, first-served principle." The third prince shook his head.
"Don't you know, third cousin, that there is a way to come from behind?" Yu Wenxuan said reluctantly.
Princess Yunshang shook her head secretly. The two of them were fighting over each other before they even asked themselves. They really didn't know what to say.
She quietly looked at Xing Nan, only to find that Xing Nan's face was unusually calm, and he was pouring drinks into his mouth one cup at a time. She couldn't help but wonder what Xing Nan was thinking in his heart.
Princess Yunshang never believed it, Xing Nan didn't care at all!
Xing Nan really cared about it, but he suddenly felt that Song Jin and Yu Wenxuan were a bit clown-like. These two young people with extremely noble status in the Holy Dragon Empire, the confidence they displayed at this time was just a joke in Xing Nan's opinion.
Just a joke.
"Cousin, you are going too far." The third prince's smile became colder and colder, and his words finally became tougher.
"Haha, there is no need for us two brothers to quarrel over this matter."
Yu Wenxuan stood up with a smile and continued: "Just follow the old rules!"
"Old rules?" The third prince frowned immediately.
The so-called old rule is that at such a noble banquet, if two unmarried men fall in love with a young woman at the same time, and neither of them is willing to give in, then there will be a fight to decide who is qualified to continue to pursue that woman.
A young woman.
And competitions are naturally martial arts fights. After all, Jianwu Continent is a world where strength speaks for itself... Literary fights have never been popular here.
Furthermore, the Holy Dragon Empire is also a country of swords and martial arts. The whole country respects the strong and the weak should obey the strong.
But……
Song Jin is now only a fifth-grade sword sect, while Yu Wenxuan is a third-grade Martial King. The strength gap between the two is really too big.
Therefore, this competition is not fair at all.
Song Jin couldn't help but regret that he should not have brought Princess Yunshang to this birthday banquet.
"Of course, my cousin is a few years older. Competing with him is a bit bullying." Yu Wenxuan saw the third prince's downcast expression. He was very proud and said confidently, "How about this, I will stand here, cousin.
If you can make me waver even half a step, how about even if my cousin wins?"
The third prince's expression was extremely ugly. What Yu Wenxuan just said not only reflected Yu Wenxuan's strong self-confidence, but also showed his undisguised contempt for him.
"good!"
The third prince's lips trembled slightly and he nodded.
…
Not long after, some servants and maids moved the tables and chairs around Yuwenxuan, leaving an open space of ten feet in radius.
In this open space, there were only Yu Wenxuan and the third prince Song Jin, and even Xing Nan and Princess Yunshang temporarily stepped aside.
"In those wild books you read, do all the noble sons and young masters like to be in the limelight?"
Under a rockery in the garden, Princess Yunshang had a self-deprecating smile on her face.
"Probably." Xing Nan replied vaguely.
"Oh, these two people are also strange. They didn't even ask me what I wanted, and they were already going to use force." Princess Yunshang sighed.
"Haha, this proves that you are very charming. The fragrant flowers can always easily attract bees and butterflies." Xing Nan said with a smile.
"But it's very annoying." Princess Yunshang shook her head.
Xing Nan said nothing, just stared at Song Jin and Yu Wenxuan in the field.
The third prince wants to compete with Yu Wenxuan. This is no small matter. The maids in the palace have already spread the news to the ears of His Majesty the Emperor and the old mother-in-law.
His Majesty the Emperor did not come. He was discussing important matters with several princes and ministers, but the old mother-in-law returned to the garden.
Although the old mother-in-law came, she had no intention of interfering. She still held the beautiful woman's hand and sat down on the ceremony platform that had not yet been removed.
Yuwen Ding was standing next to the old mother of the country, with no intention of intervening, and he was still smiling. He knew that his favorite grandson would never lose to the third prince.
Of course, the old mother of the country and Yuwen Ding also heard about the cause of the matter, so they glanced at Princess Yunshang from time to time.
I am more and more satisfied. A woman with extremely high qualifications, kindness and beauty like Princess Yunshang is indeed the most ideal partner in the eyes of men, and the most suitable daughter-in-law or granddaughter-in-law in the eyes of the elderly.
Yuwen Ding naturally only hopes that his grandson Yuwenxuan will win, but the old mother's thoughts are complicated. The two sides that will compete are her biological grandson on one side and her natal grandson on the other...
"Although Xuan'er is a third-grade Martial King, he is still a little overconfident. Jin'er may not have the chance to repel him half a step. Jin'er is a sword cultivator, and the sword cultivator's attacks are very domineering and sharp." The old mother said softly.
"I think Xuan'er will definitely win. Xuan'er is the most qualified junior in my Yuwen family in the past thousand years." Yuwen Ding, however, was full of confidence, with obvious pride in his words.
"Sister, what do you think?" the old mother-in-law asked again to the beautiful woman beside her.
"Both these two young men can be called geniuses, but their character still needs to be tempered." The beauty said sincerely.
"Compared with my sister, they are not geniuses. Whenever our royal family or the Yuwen family can have a figure like my sister, my sister will laugh out loud in her dreams." The old mother said in admiration.
"Sister, I'm so impressed." The beauty said humbly.
The old mother-in-law suddenly returned to the garden, and Xing Nan's eyes shifted again to the beautiful woman on the podium.
"We're about to take action." Princess Yunshang suddenly pulled Xing Nan.
Xing Nan quickly turned away and looked at the competition arena again.
…
The center of the garden.
Yu Wenxuan stood with his hands behind his back, with a majestic figure, like a peerless master looking down on the world.
The third prince was only five feet away from Yu Wenxuan. There was already a long sword with cold light in his hand, and his hair and clothes were automatic and made a hunting sound.
Both of these two people are of extremely noble status, and their family backgrounds are also very powerful. The martial arts and swordsmanship they have practiced are extraordinary, and the magic weapons equipped with them are definitely not bad.
As far as the long sword in the hands of the third prince is concerned, it is a real Juxuan-level swordsman.
Juxuan-level magic weapons are already the limit of the level of magic weapons that Zong-level masters can activate. It’s not that the Third Prince can’t get Xuanbian-level magic weapons, it’s just that the quality of Xuanbian-level magic weapons is too high, and he can’t activate them at all with his strength and realm.
.
Yu Wenxuan was smiling, calm and calm.
Song Jinze frowned, obviously very nervous and unconfident...she was timid before fighting!
"Ho!"
Song Jin suddenly shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a sword light of ten feet.
The sword glowed like a rainbow, shooting straight towards Yu Wenxuan's position.
Originally, Yu Wenxuan could easily dodge this sword light, but Song Jin's level was unable to lock him down.
But Yu Wenxuan said before that he had to stand still, and if he moved even half a step, he would lose, so he had to catch this sword light forcefully.
The sword light roars in!
Yu Wenxuan still had a smile on his face, and he didn't see him using his skills. He just slapped his hand forward casually.
call!
A strong wind surged out of Yu Wenxuan's body, instantly defeating the sword light.
It was actually possible to defeat the sword light shot by a Juxuan level swordsman with just the wind of the palm!
This Yu Wenxuan's strength is actually extremely powerful!
Of course, it's not that the sword weapon is not of high quality, but that Song Jin's skill is too weak.
No matter how good the magic weapon is, if the master's cultivation is too poor, it will not be able to exert much power.
Boo hoo hoo…
Sword rays continued to fly out, each one stronger and stronger than the last.
Bang bang bang...
Yu Wenxuan waved his arms frequently. His movements were extremely fast, but it looked as if he was taking it lightly. It was effortless at all. One after another, the shadows of his palms or fists were shot out by him. With his pure true energy and superb martial arts, it was so easy.
All the sword light will collapse.
Later, Song Jin used many powerful sword techniques, but Yu Wenxuan's martial arts skills were so strong that he was able to protect his entire body airtight with only his arms and palms when he concentrated on defense.
After attacking for a hundred breaths, Song Jin was unable to make Yu Wenxuan take even one step back.
The corner of Song Jin's mouth twitched, and he felt a sudden change in his heart. He rushed directly to Yu Wenxuan and engaged Yu Wenxuan in close combat with the sharp sword in his hand.
Originally, warriors were not afraid of close combat, and preferred and adapted to close combat. However, because he could not move his body, Yu Wenxuan was unable to express his body skills and speed, and his strength was limited by more than 70%.
"Ho!"
Yu Wenxuan finally became serious. He gave a light drink and a halo of light suddenly appeared all over his body.
The halo of light quickly solidified and turned into a large golden bell.
The golden bell rotated rapidly around Yu Wenxuan's body, becoming thicker and thicker. As it rotated crazily, it also released waves of powerful energy, rolling up all the nearby flowers, grass, and gravel.
As soon as Song Jin approached, he was pushed away by the momentum released by the golden bell. The long sword in his hand struck the golden bell, making a loud "dang-dang" sound, but could not split the golden bell.
…
"Golden Bell!"
The old mother on the stage shook her head and smiled, and said: "Xuan'er has actually practiced the golden bell to the seventh level. No wonder he is so confident. The seventh level of the golden bell is probably only possible by an imperial master.
Break it open, and Xuan'er will be in an invincible position with just this one hand."
"Haha, before I went into seclusion, Xuan'er's golden bell had reached the peak of the sixth level, and now it is natural for it to reach the seventh level." Yuwen Ding said with satisfaction.
…
He continued to attack wildly for a long time, until he exhausted all his strength, Song Jin stopped panting.
Yu Wenxuan put away the golden bell and said calmly: "Third cousin, you lose."
"Humph!" Song Jin trembled.
"According to the rules..." Yu Wenxuan pointed to Princess Yunshang, "She is mine."
Song Jin was so angry that her teeth chattered, but her lips trembled again and again, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Yu Wenxuan ignored Song Jin and walked towards Princess Yunshang calmly. When he got close, he reached out frivolously and wanted to touch Princess Yunshang's chin.
Not to mention that the Piaoyun Kingdom has been destroyed now. Even though the Piaoyun Kingdom is still there, Yu Wenxuan's status is by no means lower than Princess Yunshang.
But although Princess Yunshang didn't move, Yu Wenxuan's wrist was caught again.
"Go away!"
This time Yu Wenxuan used all his strength to encourage his skills.
