Concubine to conquer the world

Chapter 26

However, when the Eighth Prince raised his saber to attack, the young man who was as stable as Mount Tai turned his wrist to condense a wave of sword energy, and with just a wave of his hand, the Eighth Prince was thrown several meters away by the sword energy.

Facing this scene, everyone was shocked.

He stared dumbfounded at the frosty-faced boy, the corners of his parted mouth froze one by one
finals.

The prince stood in front of Nan Xun holding the sword in his hand, with a look of disdain on his lips.

The young man looked at him firmly, and there was no trace of panic in his deep eyes.

The prince wanted to see his jokes, and everyone on the court was waiting to see his jokes.

If the joke wasn't funny, then the expressions of these people would be uglier than Chi Zhixiang's.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Nan Xun raised his knife and jumped forward fiercely.

I saw a slender figure soaring to the sky, and then floated down in front of the prince from the sky, with the long sword in his hand gleaming coldly.

His left leg was on the ground with one leg, his right leg tiptoed lightly, and the long sword in his hand rushed towards the prince.

Every move was quick, precise and ruthless, and the prince was forced to retreat step by step.

He didn't expect that Nan Xun could launch more than a dozen melee attacks in a short period of time.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, he struggled to cope, and wanted to get away, but was forced by the approaching long sword so that he couldn't get away, he couldn't move half a step away!

Nan Xun sometimes flew around behind the prince, sometimes bent down to dodge, the long sword in his hand shone brightly and coldly, and the sword energy diffused, chilling the entire contest field.

The prince didn't have the slightest chance to make a move, and the defense seemed powerless.

Suddenly, that figure flickered in front of his eyes like a ghost, and then the tip of the sword locked his throat.

Nan Ye's hand holding the long sword trembled slightly, and she froze in place with a face full of astonishment.

Seeing this scene, Xia Jianzhao's heart finally fell in his throat, and the red lips under the veil rose slightly.

There was a deathly silence on the field, and no sound could be heard anymore.

Unbelievable eyes all gathered on Nan Xun, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

With the sound of the gong, the entire examination was over.

The prince was dejected and hit hard. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, like the emperor's favorite son, he lost to a cripple.

With a heavy breath in his chest, he angrily returned to his seat and sat down, his whole face was livid.

He finally underestimated him.

When he was seated, his eyes suddenly glanced at Xia Jianzhao, his heart suddenly sank, and he was so angry that he found it difficult to breathe.

Xia Qingxin held a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off the prince's forehead, but he pushed her hand away impatiently.

Xia Qingxin's hands froze in the air, and embarrassment instantly appeared on her cheeks.

She silently withdrew her right hand holding the veil, and lowered her eyes.

The figure standing upright in the center of the arena was filled with a coldness that made people dare not approach. The competition drew to a close, but the sword aura lingering around him did not fade away.

He is like a banished fairy who is not stained with the world but hides killing, his majestic aura bewitches people to tremble.

Maybe only Xia Jianzhao noticed that the legs under that tall body were trembling slightly.

She got up and walked towards him Yingying, her peach blossom eyes were full of admiration.

When she came to the front, she raised her head high and looked at Nan Xun's face.

"Your Highness is so handsome, I am amazed."

Hearing this, the young man looked at the moist eyes on his forehead.

"You look at me so lewdly, like a female hooligan, you know?"

Xia Jianzhao: "."

She pouted, took his wrist and helped him walk towards the seat.

Everyone's eyes focused on the two of them, until the two of them took their seats, their eyes turned to the position above the ten steps.

(End of this chapter)