Chapter 99 Fan Xian is nearly deposed by the Iron Prime Minister! Wuzhu pierces the heart of Shisanlang! (23)

Among the Northern Qi delegation, except for a small number of people who truly worshipped, most people cursed in their hearts.

The last two sentences of the oracle said that Li Changan was the only one with the heavenly vein, and that the gods would never come down to earth again.

This means that Haitang Duoduo is a fake and is not a Tianmai person at all!
Moreover, the gods will never come down to earth again. Not only this god will not come down to earth, but other gods will not come down to earth either!
The Northern Qi wanted to follow suit, but failed.

Fan Xian was also secretly amazed. Li Changan had prayed to God and learned the lessons of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

Otherwise, after the Heavenly Father came to the world, the Heavenly Brother would also come to the world.

In the end, a god came to the world every other day, and several gods came one after another.

With Li Changan's words, no matter how much the Northern Qi Dynasty struggled, it was still a fake.

Looking at Li Changan with a confused face, the prince secretly admired him, what a great acting skill!
The high priest patiently explained to Li Changan what the oracle had just said.

Emperor Qing, who was hiding in the dark, nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad! I recited it word for word!"

Hong Sixiang said in a deep voice, "From now on, Daqing's Northern Expedition will be in response to the will of heaven, and there is no need to find excuses for the Northern Expedition anymore."

Emperor Qing smiled and said, "We have to kill Ku He and Si Gu Jian first, and then there will be no obstacles to unifying the world!"

Hong Sixiang asked, "Will Your Majesty come out to practice for the envoys in the temple?"

Emperor Qing thought of Wu Zhu and Barrett, but still shook his head, "Forget it, I'll just watch from the dark."

"Tell them a message that I want to study the oracle carefully and will not see anyone for three days."

Emperor Qing had already thought of this reason, and he would never leave the palace in a public identity.

Wuzhu is nearby. Who knows if he has recovered his memory? After Wuzhu recovers his memory, he will definitely be killed.

In the Qing Temple, the sacrificial ceremony ended successfully. The people of South Qing were in high spirits, while the people of the other two countries were depressed.

Everyone headed towards the front hall, where a banquet was prepared for the two countries' delegations.

The second prince walked beside Li Changan, recounting what had just happened with a beaming smile.

"Uncle Yong, you don't know that you were just possessed by a spirit!"

"The gods said that you are the only one with a heavenly vein in the world, and the gods will never come down to earth again!"

Li Changan seemed to have just woken up from a dream, with a look of shock and confusion on his face, "Huh? I'm actually a Heavenly Vein!"

The second prince said, "Yes, you have been gifted since childhood, and you are an expert in poetry, calligraphy and painting!"

"If he wasn't a Heavenly Vein, how could he have such an earth-shattering talent!"

As Li Chengze spoke, he almost convinced himself that Uncle Prince Yong couldn't really be a person with a heavenly vein!

This thought of his was secretly growing in the hearts of everyone present.

Only the identity of a Heavenly Veined Person can explain Li Changan's miraculous performance over the years.

According to the legends in this world, every several hundred years, the bloodline left by God in the human world would begin to awaken.

This bloodline may represent a fighting force that is too powerful to resist, such as the great general in the distant ancient country of Nas.

At a historical juncture when the country was about to be destroyed by barbarians, he assassinated most of the members of the barbarians' original parliament with his personal bravery and fighting power.

Some people with natural veins will show great talent in art or wisdom.

For example, the great wizard Boll, who died in the West just three hundred years ago, and his wife, the playwright Fu Bo.

Therefore, regarding Li Changan's extraordinary literary and artistic talent, many people have secretly linked it to the Tianmai people.

Everyone sat down in the front hall of the Qing Temple. The eunuchs and palace maids brought vegetarian wine and dishes, but Emperor Qing was still nowhere to be found.

Not long after, Eunuch Hou hurriedly delivered a message, "I am shocked to hear that the gods have descended to the world and sent down a divine oracle. I will suspend court for three days and receive the oracle on behalf of Daqing."

"I want to study the oracle carefully and implement it today for the two countries' envoys, presided over by the crown prince."

After Eunuch Hou left, the fulfilment banquet was held as usual, and the prince felt relieved when he heard the oral order.

The Northern Qi delegation had this meal with great anxiety, as they were all worried about how they would explain to the Empress Dowager and the Emperor when they returned.

The banquet was almost over when a boy of about fifteen or sixteen suddenly walked out from the Northern Qi delegation.

The young man had a childish face, holding a long sword in his hand, and there was a sense of arrogance between his brows. He was Wang Xi, who went by the alias Tiexiang.

He bowed to the prince who was sitting on the main throne and said, "Your Highness, I am Tie Xiang, the disciple of the Great General of Da Qi."

The Nanqing people were a little confused about this young man who suddenly appeared.

"Uesugi Tiger's last disciple?"

"Uesugi Tora is a ninth-rank master!"

"So what if he is a ninth-rank master? He was still defeated by the Daqing Iron Army!"

The prince asked, "Tetsu-sama, you are accepted as a disciple by General Uesugi Tora, and you are considered a young hero. Do you have anything to say?"

Tie Xiang replied, "I have been learning from my master for six years, and there are few rivals among the young doctors in Da Qi."

“I’ve heard that Qing was founded on military power, and there were even military discussions in front of the palace in the early years.

People duelling can be seen everywhere on the streets, and foreign officials admire this kind of martial spirit very much. "

"I heard that your country held a youth martial arts competition this year and produced a youth martial arts champion. I wonder if it is true."

Fan Xian was eating a melon and was suddenly stunned when he heard this. This guy was coming for him.

In the past few months, under Wu Zhu's guidance, Fan Xian has successfully broken through to the eighth level.

His domineering true qi is quite powerful, and if he unleashes it with all his strength at the initial stage of the eighth rank, he may not necessarily lose to an upper eighth rank opponent.

In the original drama, he had just broken through to the eighth level and defeated Cheng Jushu, who was at the peak of the eighth level.

Although the domineering true qi has side effects, it is far from the time for it to explode.

Fan Xian is still very confident when dealing with people of his own age.

When the prince heard Tie Xiang say this, he roughly guessed the other party's intention.

"Prime Minister Tie, this matter is known to the entire nation of Qing. The young martial arts champion is the one named Fan Xielu."

As he spoke, he pointed at Fan Xian to Tie Xiang, and Fan Xian waved at Tie Xiang.

Tie Xiang continued, "I am not talented, I am just sixteen years old.

I just can't accept the fact that Fan Xian is the top young martial arts champion."

"Fan Xian is the best martial artist among the young men of Qing Country, so why doesn't he dare to compete with me?

Could it be that they are afraid that if they lose, it will tarnish the reputation of Qing as a country founded on military power?"

Fan Xian sat calmly and replied lazily, "That's not the case. I just don't want to bully children."

Provoked by Fan Xian, Tie Xiang said coldly, "Don't just talk big. Just follow the rules of the military meeting in front of your Nanqing Palace!"

"Either you fight a duel or you kowtow and admit that you are a coward, and get rid of this arrogant title of martial arts champion!"

The officials in the Northern Qi delegation also started to make a noise, "One is the best young man in Qi, and the other is the best young man in Qing. Why don't they compete?"

"Yes, Qing Kingdom has always been a martial nation. How come someone came to challenge them but they didn't dare to fight?"

"What are you afraid of? Let's have a fight and liven up the banquet!"

Fan Xian was a little annoyed. He never liked being coerced by others.

However, he got his official position by relying on his title as the young martial arts champion, and represented the strongest among the young men in Nanqing.

Guo Baokun said solemnly, "Brother Fan, I have always had a good eye and can judge people very accurately!"

"I think that guy named Tie Xiang is too weak to be your opponent!" "Go beat him up. Who allowed him to show off so much power in Daqing?"

Obviously, the officials of Nanqing all hope that Fan Xian will take action. Who wants Nanqing to be martial?

The prince looked serious and whispered to Li Changan, "Uncle Yong, what do you think?"

Li Changan sat upright, "I will sit and watch."

"Oh, sit down and watch." The prince smiled and said to Li Yunrui, "Aunt, what do you think?"

Li Yunrui said, "Northern Qi lost the war and now it is clear that it wants to save face. The Iron Prime Minister must have come prepared."

"Fan Xian is deeply trusted by His Majesty, so we must be cautious and must not let anything happen to Fan Xian."

The prince certainly knew the pros and cons, but if Nanqing, a country founded on military power, gave in, he would probably be beaten and disciplined by Emperor Qing again.

Li Yunrui said this because he knew that Fan Xian had to fight and the prince did not dare to lose face for the country.

Sure enough, the ministers of Qing Kingdom all urged Fan Xian to go into battle.

“Fan Xielu, you have powerful Qi and have recently advanced to the eighth level. Beat him up!”

"Fan Xielu, before you broke through to the eighth rank, even the peak eighth rank Cheng Jushu couldn't kill you, so what are you afraid of!"

"Fan Xielü, whatever weapon you want, I will lend it to you!"

Xin Qiwu clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot, "Master Fan, we must teach that brat a lesson!"

"Don't worry about fighting him. I'll cheer you on!"

Fan Xian sighed, thinking that once he entered the officialdom, he would not have freedom.

"Tie Xiang, if you want to fight, then fight!"

Fan Xian stood up and stood opposite Tie Xiang. Both of them had the rebellious spirit of young men.

The prince was relieved when he saw Fan Xian come forward, "Fan Xielu, you must promote the prestige of Daqing!"

The second prince shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"Tie Xiang uses a long sword, but Fan Xian uses his bare hands. This is a bit unfair!"

"My close-fitting soft armor is invulnerable to any divine weapon. I'd like to lend it to you!"

As he spoke, the second prince was about to take off his clothes.

Fan Xian quickly turned around and waved his hand, "Thank you for your concern, Second Prince. I have weapons!"

He did not want to get involved in the fight for the throne, and he was confident in his own abilities.

So he stopped Li Chengze from taking off his clothes, and then took out a dagger from his boots.

Shadow, who was hiding in the dark, was also paying attention to the situation in the hall. Knowing that there was a young master in the Northern Qi delegation, Chen Pingping asked Shadow to follow and take a look, just in case.

Tie Xiang said, "Swords have no eyes. We can't use them here. Let's go outside!"

After saying this, Fan Xian and Tie Xiang jumped out of the hall and started fighting in the wide square.

Tie Xiang did not use the Four-Looking Sword Technique. Those who have mastered the sword technique would not be restricted by any particular sword technique.

Li Changan's attainments in martial arts are now much higher than before. After fighting with Wu Zhu, he has a deeper understanding of martial arts.

He discovered that Fan Xian's domineering true energy was indeed extraordinary. With a cultivation level below the eighth rank, he could actually fight back and forth with Tie Xiang, who was at the peak of the eighth rank.

Moreover, he is good at assassination, and his movements are very fast and he often catches people off guard.

Tie Xiang's long sword was unable to gain any advantage against Fan Xian's short blade.

His sword danced so tightly that there was no penetration, and the square was filled with sword shadows, but Fan Xian was always able to block the swords accurately.

"Kang kang kang!" The two of them had already exchanged dozens of moves in the blink of an eye!
Fan Xian seized the opportunity, used his short sword to separate the long sword, infused his domineering true energy into his right fist, and punched Tie Xiang in the chest.

Tie Xiang took advantage of the situation and continued to retreat, and suddenly a thin puff of smoke appeared between the two of them.

There was a flash of silver light in the poisonous smoke, and several silver needles shot towards Tie Xiang's chest at the same time.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

The silver needle hit Tie Xiang's chest but did not penetrate, obviously because he was wearing precious armor.

At the same time, Fan Xian saw that Tie Xiang had his mouth and nose tightly closed, and was prepared for his poisonous smoke.

Fan Xian had never used the method of silver needles and poisonous smoke when he was a young martial arts student.

But now it seems that the other party has prepared all these cards for him.

Tie Lian retreated several feet and escaped from the poisonous smoke. "As expected of someone from the Inspection Institute, your methods are ruthless enough!"

Zhu Ge had already revealed Fei Jie's methods to Li Yunrui, and Li Yunrui handed them all over to Zhuang Mohan, so Tie Xiang was of course prepared.

Yun Zhilan stood at the entrance of the hall and said in a cold voice, "The fighting was all petty tricks that were not presentable!"

Li Chengze said, "Don't be surprised, Mr. Yun. Fan Xian's master is the best poison master in the world. Poisoning is his real skill."

Yun Zhilan said, "It's a pity that even after using poison and conspiracy, we are still no match for that little fellow from Northern Qi."

Li Chengze smiled evilly, "Not necessarily. Look, Tie Xiang's sword is almost knocked off!"

Yun Zhilan didn't answer, but a smile flashed across his lips.

Although Fan Xian was holding a short blade, he was now ahead step by step, and each of his swords hit the flaws in Tie Xiang's body.

Tie Xiang cannot use the Four-Si Gu Sword Technique. If he uses other sword techniques, it would be easy for Fan Xian, who has excellent eyesight, to see the flaws.

With a whoosh sound, Tie Xiang threw the sword in his hand and fought with Fan Xian with his bare hands.

Fan Xian frowned slightly and found that Tie Xiang's hands were like palms but not palms, and he formed sword fingers.

Li Changan saw it from afar and was slightly surprised. He was indeed Si Gu Jian's disciple. It seemed that he had been able to condense the sword intent.

The two men moved as fast as lightning and exchanged several moves in the blink of an eye.

Tie Xiang was slashed by the dagger several times, but he was not injured because of his precious armor.

Fan Xian was also poked in several major acupoints by the Iron Sword, causing dull pain in the acupoints and making his movements increasingly sluggish.

The shadow hiding in the dark secretly cried out in alarm, Tie Xiang's method was strange and could break up the true energy in Fan Xian's meridians!
Li Changan also saw that Tie Xiang used sword intent to penetrate Fan Xian's acupoints, and then used some method to condense the sword intent and leave it in Fan Xian's meridians!
It seems that this is the killer move that Ku He lent to Zhuang Mohan.

If this continues, the true energy in Fan Xian's meridians will be dispersed by the external sword intent.

His speed is getting slower and slower, and the power of his moves is getting weaker and weaker!
Sure enough, the battle situation took a sharp turn for the worse in an instant, and Fan Xian was stabbed several times by Tie Xiang again!
"puff!"

Fan Xian spat out a mouthful of blood, and Tie Xiang pointed his swords with both hands directly at Fan Xian's dantian!
If hit by this blow, Fan Xian's true energy will be completely destroyed, and his life may even be in danger!

"Be merciful!"

The Crown Prince and the Second Prince shouted at the same time, and Xie Bian and several masters of the Imperial Guards were ready to come to the rescue.

However, these people were still too far away and it was almost too late.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past everyone, so fast that not even an afterimage was left!

"Don't hurt Fan Xian!"

When everyone saw the black shadow clearly, he had already clamped Fan Xian under his armpit, and the steel drill had pierced into Tie Xiang's arm.

The head of the iron rod pierced through his arm and penetrated deeply into Tie Xiang's heart!
Wu Zhu only wanted to cripple Tie Xiang's arm, but the two were too fast.

Wuzhu was too strong, and in his eagerness to save the man, he did not stop.

(End of this chapter)