Chapter 31: Killing the Grandmaster
Soon, several men dressed in exotic attire were brought in.

Zhu Houcong gave a brief introduction.

When those people heard that someone was coming to intercept, their eyes suddenly became fierce!

The look in Zhao Mu's eyes was full of murderous intent.

But there were still some people who saw through Zhao Mu's cultivation level at a glance and were shocked.

The Japanese group didn't feel relieved until they heard that the rules of the competition required both sides to lock their skills and only compete with fists and feet.

Their prince is only at the fourth level of cultivation now. Wouldn’t it be like asking for trouble if he fought against Zhao Mu, a master?

But if both sides locked their cultivation, they might have a chance!

The sword art practiced by their prince is the unique skill of Isshin-ryu from Japan. They still have some confidence in his sword skills!

Zhao Mu didn't care about this at all. Even though he locked his cultivation, he didn't take the man in front of him seriously at all.

At the beginning, even Liaokong admired his talent in swordsmanship.

Even without his cultivation, his understanding of the way of the sword is not comparable to that of the Japanese prince.

The sword intent of the great river is aimed at the sword heart. If the heart is not dead, one will move forward.

Looking at the murderous Japanese prince opposite him, Zhao Mu stood with his hands behind his back, appearing exceptionally calm.

"This Ninth Prince looks very powerful!"

Zhu Houcong looked at the calm and composed Zhao Mu and couldn't help but sigh in his heart!

"Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince has now reached the level of a Grandmaster!"

Zhu Wusi spoke up to remind him. He naturally knew what Cao Zhengchun was thinking. Zhao Mu had achieved the status of a master at such an age. Looking at the world, he was also a demon-like existence.

In this respect alone, he is far superior to the Japanese prince!
As soon as these words were spoken, Zhu Houcong had already decided on the candidate for the prince consort in his mind.

But Zhu Wusi did not explain it directly before, because he also wanted to see Zhao Mu's methods. Although the two of them cooperated, he always had a grudge against Zhao Mu.

This person is so mysterious that even he can't find out any information about him.

This kid seemed to have popped out of nowhere.

Therefore, he was also intentionally organizing this competition.

"Boy, you are dead!" The Japanese prince spoke, with murderous intent in his eyes!
They came here to form an alliance with the Ming Dynasty, but their country of Japan was small and their population was sparse, so the Ming Dynasty looked down on them.

But if a rift were created between Li Yang and Daming, cooperation between them would become possible.

Therefore, Zhao Mu needs to die here. Even if he was the one who did it, Li Yang will blame the Ming Dynasty.

Then, they can form an alliance.

Zhao Mu looked at the other person with contempt but didn't say anything!
Seeing that he was being looked down upon, the Japanese prince immediately became furious and stepped forward with his sword drawn.

"Argument——"

A crisp sound of sword was heard.

There was no fighting between the two of them. The Japanese prince's sword had been clamped by Zhao Mu between two fingers.

He seemed so relaxed, but the Japanese prince was already sweating profusely at this moment.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out the sword. The pair of fingers were like a vise, locking him tightly.

No one even saw how Zhao Mu made his move!
He won so easily, it seemed like a piece of cake.

The Japanese prince was like a child in front of him and was played with at will.

"The Ninth Prince is indeed extremely talented!" Zhu Houcong couldn't help but sigh softly.

Although he has not practiced martial arts, he has seen many duels between masters.

Such a simple scene really made him admire.

Those gorgeous battles were certainly exciting to watch, but the scene before him revealed the huge gap between the two.

Zhao Mu didn't even move a step from beginning to end!
This is complete bullying, like a max-level character slaughtering a village of novice players.

Just one move is enough to make the opponent unable to move!
Even Cao Zhengchun, who was standing by, was stunned at this moment. He knew that there was a gap between their cultivation levels, but this Japanese prince was too useless. What kind of bullshit Isshin-ryu was this?
The dog he raised could still bark when it was led out, but the Japanese prince didn't even say a word. He has already lost!

This is just a market!
Compared to Cao Zhengchun's speechlessness, Zhu Wusi was more shocked.

He knew that Zhao Mu had extraordinary cultivation and great aptitude, but even so, he couldn't win so easily.

Both of them have locked up their cultivation, so what they are competing for is martial arts moves. The level of a person's cultivation may be limited by their aptitude, but martial arts moves rely on comprehension.

The reason behind this is hard to explain.

Zhao Mu's casual finger seemed to have seen through the sword art. Zhu Wusi even suspected that even if he took action himself, he might not be able to defeat Zhao Mu in the sword art.

This requires the ultimate understanding of the way of the sword, which enables one to grasp the weakness of the opponent's swordsmanship at the moment of his attack.

Perhaps he could accomplish this by himself, but he relied on his experience. If he locked up his cultivation, Zhu Wusi believed that he would never be able to do it as easily as Zhao Mu.

The other party's attainments in swordsmanship are probably not inferior to those geniuses who are famous in the world.

"Impossible, you cheated!" The Japanese prince's face was full of horror and he kept struggling.

He could not accept that he lost so easily.

He could understand even if Zhao Mu took a step back, but the other party just raised his hand and broke his killer move.

The gap between the two is obvious at a glance!
"Alright, the winner has been decided, my two princes, please stop!"

Seeing this, Zhu Houcong didn't want to watch any further.

However, just as he finished speaking, he saw bursts of energy bursting out from the Japanese prince.

"He has unlocked the seal on his cultivation!" Zhu Wusi exclaimed upon seeing this.

It's said to be late, but it happened so fast. The Japanese prince's true energy burst out instantly and broke free from the restraints!

Then, the whole person leaped up.

"The Flying Sword Style!"

The long sword in his hand suddenly burst out with brilliant sword light and slashed straight towards Zhao Mu.

Yun Luo, who had been hiding in the distance and observing the situation, hurried out.

"Master, be careful!"

Zhao Mu's expression was cold, but he did not dodge or evade the attack!
Just as Zhu Wusi flew over to block it.

A terrifying sword energy gushed out instantly.

Countless sword lights shot up into the sky, like a waterfall falling from the sky.

The flashing light and the chilling murderous aura make people look sideways!

As soon as Zhu Wusi flew up, the sword light enveloped him.

Seeing this, he quickly raised his hand and released his true energy to protect his body.

But in an instant, the protective energy was shattered, and he flew backwards instantly!

The moment he steadied his body, Zhu Wusi hurriedly stood in front of Zhu Houcong.

At this moment, his clothes had become tattered.

The expression on his face also became extremely solemn.

He could feel the horror of Zhao Mu's move. If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he would have suffered a great loss at this moment!
Zhu Wusi was still in shock, his eyes fixed on the sword light that was as majestic as a pillar in the distance.

"Prince!" Upon seeing this, several Japanese envoys rushed forward.

But the next second, several shrill screams were heard from the sword light!

Instant kill!

Even if there was a master among those envoys, he was killed instantly in one move!

(End of this chapter)