Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little every day

"What do I want to do?"

King Wucheng sneered, "You should know that this position should be occupied by the capable. My nephew is weak and incompetent, and is not suitable to be the emperor at all!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand violently, and a powerful wave of vital energy swept towards the soul refining formation.

The originally stable Spirit Refining Formation began to shake violently under the impact of this force, and the light flickered, as if it would collapse at any time.

"Are you crazy? Stop it! This will kill the emperor!" roared a royal elder.

But King Wucheng seemed not to hear and continued to intensify his attacks. The smile on his face became more and more ferocious: "Only when that kid disappears completely can I ascend the throne legitimately!"

"Royal brother, you are attacking a junior, how can you act like an elder?"

At this moment, a tall figure emerged, and his appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention. King Wucheng also temporarily stopped what he was doing and turned to look at the person who came.

"It's you, brother of the King of Han!" King Wucheng narrowed his eyes and recognized this sudden member of the royal family.

King Han walked slowly to the center of the field. His gaze lingered on the Spirit Refining Formation for a moment, then he turned to King Wu Cheng and said in a deep voice:

"Brother, the fight for the throne is an internal matter of the royal family, but attacking a junior is not only unbecoming of an elder, but will also bring shame to the royal family."

King Wucheng snorted and said unhappily, "Brother King Han, you are wrong. The throne should be held by the capable. Our nephew is incompetent, how can he take on such a great responsibility?"

The King of Han shook his head and said, "Royal brother, ability is important, but the inheritance of the throne is not based solely on ability. Status, bloodline, and people's hearts are all indispensable factors. And my royal brother, as a rebel, what qualifications do you have to be emperor!"

Upon hearing this, King Wucheng was furious: "Brother King Han, how dare you say that to me? I am a legitimate member of the royal family, how can I be called a traitor? It seems that you are determined to stop me today, die!"

King Wucheng roared angrily, and his vital energy surged out. His palm turned into a huge vital energy palm and slapped the King of Han fiercely.

The King of Han remained calm, moved his body, and dodged at an almost incredible speed. At the same time, he turned his hand back and a stream of strong energy shot out, colliding with the palm of King Wucheng's energy.

"boom!"

The two forces collided, causing an earth-shaking sound and a powerful shock wave that spread in all directions. Some weaker guards and palace maids fell to the ground under the impact.

"Brother King Han, I haven't seen you for a few years. You have improved so much." King Wucheng's eyes were gloomy. He did not expect that King Han's strength had become so powerful.

The King of Han looked at him calmly and said, "Brother, you are unscrupulous in your pursuit of the throne. Although you are powerful, you have a crooked mind and will never achieve great things."

King Wucheng laughed in anger: "Okay, okay! Today I will show you what the true mind is!"

As he spoke, he flashed and turned into a shadow and rushed towards the King of Han.

The two men fought each other in an instant, their vital energy surged, and each blow was enough to scare ordinary warriors.

However, no matter how King Wucheng attacked, King Han was always able to resolve it easily, and would counterattack with a punch or a kick from time to time, making King Wucheng feel under great pressure.

King Wucheng became more and more frightened as the battle went on. He originally thought that his cultivation had greatly improved in the past few years and he should be able to easily defeat the King of Han.

But now it seems that the King of Han is making progress far beyond his imagination.

Every move and every style reveals the unfathomable realm of martial arts.

The King of Han was calm. Facing the violent attacks of King Wucheng, he was always able to find the opponent's flaws and resolve them one by one.

His movements seem simple, but every shot is just right. He can not only defend impenetrably, but also give the opponent unexpected counterattacks at critical moments.

"Bang!" The two fists collided again, and a deafening explosion was heard in the air.

King Wucheng's body swayed and he took a few steps back, while King Han stood firmly in place, staring at him with sharp eyes.

"Royal brother, do you want to continue?" The King of Han spoke slowly, his voice revealing an unquestionable majesty.

King Wucheng gritted his teeth, he knew he was in a tough battle.

But he was unwilling to fail like this. The throne was right in front of him, how could he give up so easily?

“Brother King Han, you are indeed very strong, but I haven’t lost yet!” King Wucheng roared and rushed towards King Han again.

This time, his attack was more fierce, and every punch and kick contained all his skills and willpower.

But the King of Han remained calm, and his defense was still as strong as a solid wall, making the King of Wucheng invulnerable.

The battle entered a white-hot stage. The two figures moved quickly in the field, and the fluctuations of their vital energy were as surging as the waves of the sea.

The surrounding air seemed to be shaken by this powerful force, making a buzzing sound.

As time passed, King Wucheng's attacks gradually became a little messy.

The King of Han remained calm and composed, and each of his attacks was more precise and powerful.

Finally, after a fierce confrontation, King Wucheng revealed a flaw.

The King of Han seized the opportunity and struck him in the chest with a palm.

King Wucheng flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily to the ground.

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Wu Cheng Wang's mouth, staining his clothes red. He struggled to get up, but found that his body was like falling apart and he couldn't move.

The King of Han walked slowly to his side, looked down at him, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Royal brother, you are defeated." The King of Han's voice was calm and firm, as if he was stating an indisputable fact.

King Wucheng glared at you, a hint of resentment and unwillingness flashing in his eyes.

He clenched his teeth tightly, trying to endure the severe pain in his body.

"Why..." King Wu Cheng panted, his voice weak and hoarse, "Why are you so strong?"

The King of Han took a deep breath and his eyes became deep and distant.

He seemed to be recalling the past years, the days when he practiced and fought together with King Wucheng.

"because."

The King of Han spoke slowly, "I practice martial arts not only to pursue power, but also to stick to the righteous path in my heart. But you have been blinded by power and desire and lost yourself."

When King Wucheng listened to King Han's words, a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to be recalling and reflecting. They once fought side by side and protected the country together, but why did he come to this point?
"Stick to the righteous path in your heart..." King Wucheng repeated the words of King Han in a low voice, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

Yes, he once had a heart dedicated to the country and the people, but why did he gradually lose himself under the temptation of power?
The King of Han looked at him with mixed feelings.

They were once brothers, they had experienced life and death together, but now they had come to this.

He took a deep breath, squatted down, and looked at King Wucheng at eye level.

"Brother, it's time to turn back. Power is tempting, but if we lose our inner righteousness, how can we win true respect and support?"

The voice of the King of Han was deep and powerful, as if it had a kind of magic that made King Wucheng fall into deep thought involuntarily.

King Wucheng was silent for a long time, and finally raised his head slowly and looked into the eyes of King Han. There was a firm light in his eyes, as if he had made an important decision.

"Brother Han, I..." King Wucheng spoke, his voice was weak but full of determination, "I was wrong."

"But I don't regret it! You really shouldn't have gotten so close to me!"

A hint of cunning and determination flashed in King Wucheng's eyes. He instantly gathered the remaining energy in his body and launched a sneak attack on King Han with lightning speed.

The King of Han did not expect that King Wucheng would suddenly counterattack at this time, and for a time he was unable to fully prepare himself.

"Puff!" With a dull sound, King Wucheng's full-strength attack hit King Han solidly. The latter was struck by lightning, his body shook violently, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The King of Han’s face turned pale instantly. He staggered back a few steps and barely managed to steady himself.

"You...you actually..."

The King of Han widened his eyes and looked at the King of Wucheng in disbelief, his voice full of astonishment and disappointment.

King Wucheng sneered, struggled to stand up from the ground, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face:
"Brother Han, you are too careless. In this world, only the victors can write history!"

Having said that, he no longer paid attention to the seriously injured King of Han and turned to walk towards the Soul Refining Formation.

At this moment, the Spirit Refining Formation was already crumbling, and its light was becoming increasingly dimmer.

King Wucheng looked at the formation with a cruel smile on his face.

“Since I can’t get the throne directly, let’s plunge this country into chaos!” King Wucheng grinned and suddenly struck the Soul Refining Formation with his palm.

"boom!"

The Soul Refining Formation finally collapsed under this powerful force, fragments flew everywhere, and the light dissipated in an instant.

At the same time, the entire palace shook as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting apart.

“Hahaha!” King Wucheng laughed crazily, “Let me show you what true destruction is!”

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At the same time, in the treasure trove of the Wei royal family, in the Maze City Hall, Fang Yue and others were being suppressed by the Soul Refining Formation.

When King Wucheng defeated the Soul Refining Formation in the Imperial Palace, the Soul Refining Formation in the Main Hall of the Maze City was also affected.

Fang Yue and the others felt that the fluctuations of the surrounding vital energy suddenly became violent, and the light of the soul refining formation began to flicker.

"The Spirit Refining Formation is about to collapse!" Fang Yue exclaimed.

The others also realized that this was an opportunity to escape, and they began to struggle hard, trying to break free from the constraints of the Soul Refining Formation.

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"Crack!"

With a slight cracking sound, a corner of the Soul Refining Formation began to collapse, revealing a gap.

Fang Yue's eyes flashed with joy, and he shouted, "Everyone, work harder, the formation is about to be broken!"

Upon hearing this, everyone became energized, and regardless of the energy consumption, they frantically mobilized the energy in their bodies to bombard the formation.

For a moment, the vital energy in the main hall of the maze city surged, and vital energy lights of various colors intertwined together, exploding like gorgeous fireworks, constantly impacting the soul refining formation.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a series of explosions, more and more cracks appeared on the Soul Refining Array, and the gaps became larger and larger.

Fang Yue and others felt the restraints on their bodies gradually weakening, and a feeling of ecstasy surged in their hearts.

Finally, with the unremitting efforts of everyone, there was a loud "boom" and the Soul Refining Formation completely collapsed. The scattered vital energy fluctuations made the entire hall tremble.

Fang Yue and the others only felt their bodies lighten, and the force that had originally bound them disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Want to leave? You two stay here and hand over the national treasure!"

At this time, Fang Yue and Princess Wei were about to leave, but Li Shengdong from the Shadow Pavilion suddenly appeared in front of them and blocked their way.

At this moment, there was a gleam of greed in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was determined to obtain the national treasure.

Fang Yue frowned. It had been clearly said that the national treasure was not in his hands.

Faced with Li Shengdong's obstruction, Fang Yue couldn't help but frown.

He knew very well that Li Shengdong's strength should not be underestimated, and the other party obviously had a strong obsession with the national treasure.

Although Fang Yue had explained that the national treasure was not in his hands, Li Shengdong obviously did not believe it.

"Li Shengdong, I've already said that the national treasure is not with me. Why are you still entangled?"

Fang Yue said in a deep voice, looking around vigilantly in case there were other people from the Shadow Pavilion present.

Li Shengdong sneered and said disdainfully: "Fang Yue, do you think I will believe your lies?
How could you give up such an important national treasure so easily? I think you should hand it over obediently, otherwise don't blame me for being rude! "

As he spoke, he moved and pounced towards Fang Yue like a ghost.

Black energy was surging on his palms. It was obvious that he had already gathered all his strength, intending to capture Fang Yue in one fell swoop and then force him to tell him the whereabouts of the national treasure.

When Fang Yue saw this, his heart trembled.

Faced with Li Shengdong's fierce attack, Fang Yue did not retreat, but chose to fight back decisively.

He dodged Li Shengdong's fatal blow with a nimble move, and at the same time, he slapped Li Shengdong with his backhand, carrying a strong vitality.

"boom!"

The two palms collided, making a dull sound. Fang Yue and Li Shengdong each took a few steps back, staring at each other warily.

"Humph, I didn't expect you to have some skills." Li Shengdong snorted coldly, a hint of viciousness flashed across his face, "But do you think you can escape from my grasp like this?"

Fang Yue did not answer, but silently adjusted his breathing and prepared for the next round of attack. He knew that facing a master like Li Shengdong, any negligence could lead to failure.

At the same time, the Princess of Wei moved quickly and ran in one direction.

Princess Wei rushed towards the exit of the hall as fast as lightning. She had only one thought in her mind: the national treasure must have been taken away by her brother long ago!

His brother set up a soul refining formation here, obviously wanting to use it to recover from his injuries.

He must not be allowed to succeed!
However, just as she moved, she heard a sound of breaking air behind her.

The masters of Kunshan School and the five major families reacted quickly. They all displayed their skills and chased after them closely.

"Want to escape? Not that easy!" The leader of Kunshan School shouted coldly, waved his hand, and a sword energy slashed towards the Princess of Wei.

The Princess of Wei was agile and dodged the sword energy by rolling sideways, but she also understood that it would not be easy to escape.

She took a deep breath, activated her energy, and increased her speed again, trying to distance herself from the pursuers. (End of this chapter)