Different world! I went from slave to conquering king!

Unlike Taizu who only received teachings from gods and men when he was approaching middle age, too much time was wasted.

Since their birth, Taizu's children have been taught by Taizu, the preacher of the law. As princes, they have enjoyed the best martial arts resources in the world.

Among them, King Zhu Di of Yan has the highest talent in martial arts, and is also the most diligent. He has reached the state of Pojun Dzogchen at the age of forty, which can be said to be the martial arts in the world that is most likely to touch the state of Taizu in his later years. Strong.

And unlike Taizu who lost too much of his body and eventually died early, although King Yan is already over 150 years old, he is full of energy and energy and can fully enjoy the -year longevity of the army.

Compared with his long lifespan, His Majesty King Yan, who is second on the list of heavens, is now in the prime of the Spring and Autumn Period. Even Taizu, who suppressed the entire world back then, would have to fight against King Yan at this time. It takes a fight to decide the winner.

Therefore, he is not convinced!

He doesn't really care about the lives of his clan members, the humiliation of his old ministers, or the oppression of the great clan.

Even if this nephew's move to cut down the vassal state was done, he could give up the power of the vassal king for the sake of the late Hongwu Emperor.

Most of the previous questions were just to take care of the people behind him, but the only thing that really reflected what King Yan was thinking was this sentence:

"Hongwu is so powerful that he is number one in the world, we recognize him! But you! Are you worthy?!!"

"It's him who made this kid like you the best in the world! You're such an old fool!"

For a King of Yan who had been fighting for his whole life, the only person he recognized was a stronger warrior, and that person was his father.

Why was it that Emperor Hongwu was not weaker than others throughout his life, but in his later years he admitted that he was not as good as this yellow-mouthed kid!

Is it just because this kid is your grandson? !

Am I not your son, Zhu Di? ! !

How could I be inferior to him? ! !

All kinds of thoughts were tumbling in Zhu Di's heart, and the majestic martial arts will that ranked second on the Heavenly List turned into a roaring angry dragon shadow behind Zhu Di.

"Roar!!"

The golden dragon's eyes were full of anger. Under the will of its master, it roared at the false king on the throne that made the whole hall tremble!

King Yan is not convinced!

The masters of the Tianbang behind them looked at the fantastic scene in front of them with awe. Even if they were both Pojun and Tianbang, they could not understand the methods of King Yan in front of them.

Dai Tianlong Fist, Yan King Zhu Di, this is the true number one in the world in the hearts of the world's warriors after the death of Hong Wu!

Just when everyone was marveling at King Yan's martial arts prowess, on the throne, facing the incarnation of martial arts will, the emperor, who was like a frail scholar, showed an angry face for the first time.

Faced with the suppression of martial arts will, Emperor Jianwen slowly stood up from the throne. The sunlight shining from outside the palace cast a deep shadow on the emperor's body in the hall.

He stared at his uncle who even spoke rudely to Taizu after the rebellion, and the confusion in his heart was ignited by anger:

"I am the emperor appointed by Taizu. Since you, King Yan, are not convinced, I will tell you today why in Taizu's eyes, I am number one in the world!!"

...

After a shocking battle, Yingtian Palace was completely reduced to ruins.

Except for Zhu Di, all the former masters on the Heavenly Ranking had turned into broken corpses and were randomly discarded in the collapsed palace.

But the Dai Tianlong Fist, which was originally so glorious, now has broken bones and tendons, and the whole person is slumped on the ruins like mud.

Blood blurred his eyes, and the figure who defeated him was standing in front of him, as if even the sun was blocked by it.

"Ahem..." After coughing up two mouthfuls of blood, Zhu Di was ready to close his eyes and wait for death. In the battle just now, he had even glimpsed the path to a higher level.

But the frail scholar-like Emperor Jianwen in front of him was closer to that realm than him.

Any master on the Heavenly Ranking or an army of millions are all vain in front of him!

Because this monster, like his father Hong Wu, has approached the inhuman realm above Po Jun!

He, Zhu Di, was defeated unjustly!

The young emperor in front of him is the well-deserved number one in this world!

But after closing his eyes for a moment, the imaginary killing blow never landed.

When Zhu Di opened his eyes in confusion, what he saw was Emperor Jianwen with a bored look on his face.

This emperor, who had killed all the masters on the Heaven Ranking without leaving any scars, stared at the defeated King Yan for a moment, then turned around and left:

"If I kill you, grandpa and other old people who know me well will probably not be happy either."

"That's all, uncle, I'll give you the throne, and I'll give you the title of No. 1 in the world."

"Uncle, you will be the best in the world from now on!"

King Yan, who was already ready to commit suicide, looked at Emperor Jianwen's leaving figure and listened to the words of his nephew.

An indescribable emotion filled Zhu Di's chest in an instant.

"Ho ho!!" Zhu Di opened his mouth and wanted to shout something, but he was seriously injured and could not even say a word and could only make weird noises.

The blood flowing out of his forehead dyed King Yan's eyes bright red. He stared at the back, with boundless hatred and anger that almost made his soul tremble.

I? Number one in the world?

A loser who was beaten like a dead dog! A conspirator who wants to usurp his nephew's throne! A fool who questions the father he most admires!

You actually said that I am the best in the world? ! !

Zhu Yunwen! ! ! !

How else are you going to humiliate me? ! ! !

kill me! ! ! !

immediately! ! ! immediately! ! ! Kill me! ! !

The wailing from the soul echoed in King Yan's chest. His bones and muscles had been broken. Under the support of this anger, he screamed strangely and completely collapsed to the ground while vomiting blood.

But the anger could not be calmed down. Zhu Di, who was like mud, struggled to raise his head.

Facing Zhu Yunwen's departing back, Zhu Di endured the severe pain that he couldn't suppress and stretched out his arm that was broken into a weird shape. Blood flowed down his face from his angry eyes.

In the sky and on the earth, the blue sky is falling!

I, Zhu Di, swear to kill Zhu Yunzhen!

I, Zhu Di, swear to kill Zhu Yunzhen! !

I, Zhu Di, swear to kill Zhu Yunzhen! ! ! ! ! !

...

In the first year of Jianwen, King Zhu Di of Yan called on the world in the name of "Jingnan" to fight against the faint king Zhu Yunzhen in Yingtian, the capital of Ming Dynasty.

In the battle of Yingtian, King Yan pitied the lives of his soldiers, gave up the strategy of attrition, and used his second position in the Tianbang to cooperate with a group of Tianbang's righteous men to surround and suppress the faint king!

In this battle, the Hunjun was cruel and slaughtered all the righteous men in Tianbang.

Only King Yan used great perseverance, determination and force to fight against the foolish king alone.

After a bloody battle, King Yan finally replaced the sky with the dragon fist and drove away the faint king.

After this battle, King Yan returned to the throne as expected and ascended the throne, with the title:

Emperor Yongle.