Changsheng: My qualifications improve a little bit 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 said, he waved his hand violently, and a powerful wave of vitality swept towards the soul refining array.

The originally stable soul refining array 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!" A royal elder roared.

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

"Brother, how can you act like an elder when you attack a junior."

At this moment, a tall figure emerged, and his appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention. King Wucheng also temporarily stopped his actions 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 the sudden royal member.

King Han walked slowly to the center of the field, his eyes stayed on the soul refining array for a moment, then turned to King Wucheng and said in a deep voice:

"Royal brother, fighting for the throne is an internal matter of the royal family, but attacking the younger generation is not only unworthy of the elders, but also brings shame to the royal family."

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

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

Wu Chengwang was furious when he heard this: "Brother Han, how dare you say that to me? I am the orthodox royal family, how can I be called a rebel? It seems that you are determined to stop me today, come and die!"

Wu Chengwang shouted angrily, and his vitality surged out. His palm turned into a huge vitality palm and slapped Han Wang fiercely.

Han Wang did not change his face, moved his body, dodged at an almost incredible speed, and at the same time, he slapped his backhand, and a thick vitality shot out, colliding with Wu Chengwang's vitality palm.

"Boom!"

The two vitality collided, bursting out with a shocking sound, and the powerful shock wave spread all around. Some weaker guards and palace maids fell to the ground under this impact.

"Brother Han, I haven't seen you for a few years. Your strength has improved so much." Wu Chengwang's eyes were gloomy. He didn't expect that Han Wang's strength had become so strong.

Han Wang looked at him calmly and said, "Brother, you will do anything to get the throne. Although you are powerful, you have a bad mind and you will never become a great man."

Wu Chengwang laughed in anger: "Okay, okay! Today I will show you what the real mind is!"

As he said that, he flashed and turned into a residual shadow and rushed towards Han Wang.

The two fought together in an instant, and the fluctuations of vitality were surging. Every blow was enough to scare ordinary warriors.

However, no matter how Wu Chengwang attacked, Han Wang could always easily resolve it, and from time to time he would counterattack with a punch or a kick, which made Wu Chengwang feel more pressured.

Wu Chengwang was more and more shocked as he fought. He originally thought that his cultivation had greatly increased in the past few years, and he should be able to easily defeat Han Wang.

But now it seems that Han Wang's progress is far beyond his imagination.

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

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

His movements seemed simple, but every move was just right. He not only defended tightly, but also gave the opponent an unexpected counterattack at the critical moment.

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

King Wucheng's figure swayed and stepped back a few steps, while the King of Han stood firmly in place, staring at him with a torch-like gaze.

"Brother, do you want to continue?" King Han spoke slowly, and his voice revealed an unquestionable majesty.

King Wucheng gritted his teeth, he knew he was in a hard fight.

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

"Brother 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 cultivation and willpower.

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

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

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

As time passed, the attack of the King of Wucheng gradually became a little messy.

The King of Han remained calm and steady, and each of his moves was more accurate and powerful.

Finally, after a fierce attack, the King of Wucheng revealed a flaw.

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

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

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the King of Wucheng, 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.

"Brother, you lost." The voice of the King of Han was calm and firm, as if stating an indisputable fact.

King Wucheng glared at you, with a trace of resentment and unwillingness in his eyes.

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

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

King 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 with King Wucheng.

"Because."

King Han slowly spoke, "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."

King Wucheng listened to the words of the King of Han, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to be recalling, and seemed to be 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 the King of Han in a low voice, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Yes, he once had a heart for 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 brothers who had experienced life and death together, but now they have come to this point.

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

"Brother, turn back. Power is tempting, but if we lose the righteous path in our hearts, how can we win real respect and support?"

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

King Wucheng was silent for a long time, and finally slowly raised his head and looked into the eyes of the King of 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 glimmer of cunning and determination flashed across King Wucheng's eyes. He instantly gathered the remaining vitality in his body and launched a sneak attack on King Han with lightning speed.

King Han didn't expect King Wucheng to suddenly counterattack at this time, and for a while he was unable to fully prepare.

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

King Han's face turned pale instantly, he staggered back a few steps, barely stabilizing his body.

"You...you actually..."

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

King Wucheng sneered, struggled to stand up from the ground, and showed a ferocious smile on his face:

"Brother Han Wang, you are too careless. In this world, only the victor can write history!"

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

At this moment, the Soul Refining Formation was already shaky, and the light was getting dimmer.

King Wucheng looked at this formation and showed a cruel smile on his face.

"Since I can't get the throne directly, let this country fall into chaos!" King Wucheng grinned and slammed his palm towards the Soul Refining Formation.

"Bang!"

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

At the same time, the entire palace was shaken, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was cracking.

"Hahaha!" King Wucheng laughed wildly, "Let you see what real destruction is!"

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At the same time, in the treasure hiding place 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 palace, the Soul Refining Formation in the main hall of the Lost City was also affected.

Fang Yue and others felt that the fluctuations of the surrounding vitality suddenly became violent, and the light of the Soul Refining Formation began to flicker.

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

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 break!"

Hearing this, everyone was refreshed, and they all ignored the consumption of vitality and frantically urged the vitality in their bodies to bombard the formation.

For a time, the vitality in the main hall of the Lost City was surging, and the vitality lights of various colors intertwined together, exploding like gorgeous fireworks, constantly impacting the Soul Refining Formation.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

With a series of explosions, the cracks on the soul-refining formation became more and more numerous, and the gaps became larger and larger.

Fang Yue and others felt that the restraint on their bodies was gradually weakening, and a surge of ecstasy surged in their hearts.

Finally, with the unremitting efforts of everyone, a loud "boom" sounded, and the soul-refining formation completely collapsed, and the scattered vitality fluctuations made the entire hall tremble.

Fang Yue and others only felt that their bodies were lighter, and the power that originally bound them disappeared instantly.

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

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

At this moment, his eyes flashed with greed, and he was obviously determined to get the national artifact.

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

Facing Li Shengdong's obstruction, Fang Yue could not help but frown.

He knew 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 have already said that the national treasure is not with me. Why are you still entangled?"

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

Li Shengdong sneered and said disdainfully: "Fang Yue, do you think I will believe your nonsense?

The national treasure is so important, how can you give it up easily? I think you should hand it over obediently, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

As he said, he moved and pounced on Fang Yue like a ghost.

Black energy surged on his palms, and he had obviously used all his strength to take Fang Yue down in one fell swoop, and then forced him to tell the whereabouts of the national treasure.

Fang Yue was shocked when he saw this.

Facing 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 flash, and at the same time, he slapped Li Shengdong with a backhand palm with a strong energy.

"Bang!"

The two palms intersected, 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, and a trace of viciousness flashed across his face, "But do you think you can escape from my palm like this?"

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

At the same time, the eldest princess of Dawei moved quickly 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, as soon as she moved, she heard the sound of breaking through the air behind her.

The masters of Kunshan School and the five major families reacted quickly, and they all launched their skills and chased after her.

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

Princess Wei was flexible and dodged the sword energy with a side flip, but she also understood that it was not easy to escape easily.

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