"Zhao Jun, a talented individual from our Song Kingdom, is the successor of our royal family and has reached the pinnacle of internal energy cultivation at the young age of thirty. His martial arts skills surpass those of his peers, making him a rare genius."
Liu Sheng proudly stated, "Chen Guogong, being so young and encountering Zhao Jun can be considered as meeting a worthy opponent."
"He is indeed outstanding, living up to the reputation of the Song Kingdom's prodigy," remarked Cheng, who was gradually becoming curious.
Reaching internal energy culmination at thirty, is that truly impressive? Calling him a rare genius of the Song Kingdom, is he really at that level?
Others might not know, but Cheng was well aware of Chen An's true abilities. His meridian channels had been opened nearly half a year ago, and currently, he was barely twenty years old. To be precise, seventeen years old.
Compared to Chen An's performance, the present Zhao Jun seemed like nothing extraordinary to him. Having seen better, his standards had been raised.
If he had not seen Chen An, under normal circumstances, Cheng might have been envious and would have tried to win over Zhao Jun. But now, having seen someone better, Zhao Jun seemed average to him.
However, despite his thoughts, Cheng maintained a courteous demeanor, nodding and complimenting Zhao Jun on the surface.
Liu Sheng took Cheng's words at face value, not suspecting anything amiss. However, moments later, he heard a thud.
A tall figure was flung out of the ring, landing outside the arena.
Liu Sheng's smile froze on his face as he looked toward the front. Only one person remained in the arena where two had stood before.
Chen An, dressed in ordinary attire, stood on the platform, looked at the flung Zhao Jun, before cupping his hands. "Zhao brother, you have fought well."
The spectators were stunned.
"He was defeated with just a few moves?"
Liu Sheng's expression turned blank. He had expected Zhao Jun to lose, but he had never imagined it would happen so quickly and decisively.
After all, Zhao Jun had practiced martial arts since childhood, even strengthening his physique after reaching the internal energy realm. His strength, coupled with his internal energy, was supposed to be comparable to those who had reached internal energy culmination. And yet he was defeated so thoroughly?
Was that incident true?
Seeing Chen An in front of him, Liu Sheng recalled the various rumors he had heard about him. As the grandson of the former Chen Guogong and the current inheritant of the title, Chen An's information was closely monitored...
The banquet continued, and Cheng started entertaining the Song Kingdom's envoy. Chen An was also present.
"Chen Guogong, why don't you have a few drinks?" Liu Chu, slightly intoxicated, walked over to Chen An, draping his arm over his shoulder. "This wine from the Western Regions is exquisite, you must try it."
"I'm not good with alcohol. If you enjoy it, go ahead," Chen An politely declined, taking a few steps back to avoid the strong smell of alcohol emanating from Liu Chu...
After politely declining Liu Chu's offer, Chen An sat quietly and ate his meal, unlike the noisy ambiance surrounding him...
As the night progressed, the banquet neared its end. Cheng's demeanor sobered up, opposite to those who were intoxicated...
Suddenly, a panicked inner servant rushed towards Cheng. "Your Majesty, something urgent has happened."
"What's with the rush?" Cheng frowned disapprovingly...
"The Second Prince, no, Prince Tai..."
"He's gone!"
Under Cheng's stern gaze, the inner servant hastily explained, "Prince Tai is missing!"...
As the shocking news sank in, Cheng fully sobered up.
"Zhao Jun, a talented individual from our Song Kingdom, is the successor of our royal family and has reached the pinnacle of internal energy cultivation at the young age of thirty. His martial arts skills surpass those of his peers, making him a rare genius."
Liu Sheng proudly stated, "Chen Guogong, being so young and encountering Zhao Jun can be considered as meeting a worthy opponent."
"He is indeed outstanding, living up to the reputation of the Song Kingdom's prodigy," remarked Cheng, who was gradually becoming curious.
Reaching internal energy culmination at thirty, is that truly impressive? Calling him a rare genius of the Song Kingdom, is he really at that level?
Others might not know, but Cheng was well aware of Chen An's true abilities. His meridian channels had been opened nearly half a year ago, and currently, he was barely twenty years old. To be precise, seventeen years old.
Compared to Chen An's performance, the present Zhao Jun seemed like nothing extraordinary to him. Having seen better, his standards had been raised.
If he had not seen Chen An, under normal circumstances, Cheng might have been envious and would have tried to win over Zhao Jun. But now, having seen someone better, Zhao Jun seemed average to him.
However, despite his thoughts, Cheng maintained a courteous demeanor, nodding and complimenting Zhao Jun on the surface.
Liu Sheng took Cheng's words at face value, not suspecting anything amiss. However, moments later, he heard a thud.
A tall figure was flung out of the ring, landing outside the arena.
Liu Sheng's smile froze on his face as he looked toward the front. Only one person remained in the arena where two had stood before.
Chen An, dressed in ordinary attire, stood on the platform, looked at the flung Zhao Jun, before cupping his hands. "Zhao brother, you have fought well."
The spectators were stunned.
"He was defeated with just a few moves?"
Liu Sheng's expression turned blank. He had expected Zhao Jun to lose, but he had never imagined it would happen so quickly and decisively.
After all, Zhao Jun had practiced martial arts since childhood, even strengthening his physique after reaching the internal energy realm. His strength, coupled with his internal energy, was supposed to be comparable to those who had reached internal energy culmination. And yet he was defeated so thoroughly?
Was that incident true?
Seeing Chen An in front of him, Liu Sheng recalled the various rumors he had heard about him. As the grandson of the former Chen Guogong and the current inheritant of the title, Chen An's information was closely monitored...
The banquet continued, and Cheng started entertaining the Song Kingdom's envoy. Chen An was also present.
"Chen Guogong, why don't you have a few drinks?" Liu Chu, slightly intoxicated, walked over to Chen An, draping his arm over his shoulder. "This wine from the Western Regions is exquisite, you must try it."
"I'm not good with alcohol. If you enjoy it, go ahead," Chen An politely declined, taking a few steps back to avoid the strong smell of alcohol emanating from Liu Chu...
After politely declining Liu Chu's offer, Chen An sat quietly and ate his meal, unlike the noisy ambiance surrounding him...
As the night progressed, the banquet neared its end. Cheng's demeanor sobered up, opposite to those who were intoxicated...
Suddenly, a panicked inner servant rushed towards Cheng. "Your Majesty, something urgent has happened."
"What's with the rush?" Cheng frowned disapprovingly...
"The Second Prince, no, Prince Tai..."
"He's gone!"
Under Cheng's stern gaze, the inner servant hastily explained, "Prince Tai is missing!"...
As the shocking news sank in, Cheng fully sobered up.
