The Art of the Great Sword

Returning to the mansion, Zhou Tai walked in with a big smile, "I heard that a distinguished guest is going to give me a blessing. I must come and see him!"

He was very arrogant and domineering, and seemed very proud of himself.

In the courtyard, Su Chen was seen sitting there, smiling but not smiling.

"Come here, call some singers to accompany you for drinks, and then invite the chef from Yanyue House to cook. They will all have the same specialty dishes!"

Zhou Tai walked up to Su Chen and sat down in a swaggering manner, "Tea!"

Immediately a servant came over to make tea.

Su Chen has been observing Zhou Tai carefully since he appeared.

He had already seen the information about Zhou Tai in the intelligence, and it had to be said that he was the most laid-back, least ambitious, and easiest to control among the many princes.

Zhou Heng's ambition is written on his face, and it is difficult to control him. He must give him enough benefits. If he grows up in the future, he has to worry about whether it will bite him back.

If he can take refuge in his ambition, he can betray his master for his ambition!

But Zhou Tai is different. He is a laid-back prince with no ambitions. He likes to eat, drink and have sex every day. He has average cultivation and average connections, so he just wears the title of prince to eat, drink and have fun.

If he can be assisted and established as the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, it will be particularly easy to control.

Even if he is really disobedient one day, he can still kill him with just a raise of his hand!

This is Jiang Ding's true purpose.

A huge dynasty with a large population would produce a steady stream of geniuses. If it could be controlled, the Yaochi Holy Land would have a continuous supply of fresh blood.

Moreover, there were many sects in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and integrating them would be a powerful force.

"Zhou Tai, have you heard about Zhou Heng going to the Sword Dynasty to participate in the Prodigy Battle some time ago?"

Su Chen asked calmly.

While speaking, his eyes were fixed on Zhou Tai's face, including the emotions in the other person's eyes and the micro-expressions on his face, nothing could escape his perception.

Zhou Tai didn't care, "I know, I heard someone mention it when I was drinking. What's wrong?"

His disdain and indifference to all this was vividly and impeccably expressed.

When an ordinary prince hears this, anyone who is not stupid will smell something.

During Zhou Heng's trip, he planned to join the Sword Dynasty and become the emperor himself. Can the other princes not feel a sense of crisis?

Zhou Tai really didn’t.

"He's dead."

Su Chen was very satisfied with Zhou Tai's reaction, which was in line with his personality. It seemed that the information was indeed accurate.

"Dead?"

Zhou Tai's hand holding the tea cup shook, "How did he die? Who killed him?"

"Died in the arena of Tianjiao Battle. His killer was Fang Qingyang, from Tianyun City of your Great Zhou Dynasty."

Su Chen said, "He is dead and the crown prince position of the Zhou Dynasty is vacant. This is a good opportunity for you."

"I have something to do with it."

Zhou Tai yawned, "You're not here to entertain me, are you? Go out and ask around. Who in the entire Zhou Dynasty doesn't know my interests? I love wine and women..."

"You don't have to do it, but we will instead support other princes to become emperors. With the violent personalities of your other brothers, once they come to power, I'm afraid they will kill you all first."

Su Chen smiled all over his face, "I said I would give you a fortune and help you ascend to the throne. Within a month, I will guarantee you to be the emperor. If you want to live, don't refuse."

Zhou Tai immediately sat upright. He was a little annoyed, "I don't understand why I have to be the emperor. My father is still in good health..."

"It's going to be bad soon."

Su Chen half-smiled, "I'll only give you one chance. If it's your own business, you can give up, but have you ever considered the people who follow you? If they know that I will support others to board the Emperor, will you still follow you obediently? "

Zhou Tai's face changed, "What do you mean?"

As he spoke, he turned to look at the worshiper beside him.

There was a look of desire in the worshiper's eyes.

Following the prince and following the emperor are completely different treatments.

"I'll give you three breaths to think."

Su Chen shook his finger, "My patience is limited."

As he spoke, he stood up and walked outside.

Just when Su Chen was about to step out of the door, Zhou Taiyi gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll do it. Rather than letting this position fall into the hands of others, it's better for me to do it! Besides, once you become the emperor, you will have more good wine. More good women!”

"very good."

Su Chen nodded, "You don't have to do anything, just wait in the mansion. Within a month, I will let you ascend to the throne naturally."

This is Su Chen's strong self-confidence!

He alone wouldn't be able to do it, but he had Jiang Ding behind him.

Jiang Ding represents an extremely large force in the Sword Dynasty. He is the spokesperson for the interests of the Yaochi Holy Land and the royal family. As long as he is willing, he can change the Zhou dynasty in an instant.

After leaving the imperial city, Su Chen rushed to the Tianhuo Sect.

He did not forget what his master told him. After finishing the first thing, he went to Tianhuo Sect to test Lu Ningwei to see if her talent was as exaggerated as the rumors said.

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The next day.

The top eight on the Prodigy List gathered on the stage.

Today is a highly anticipated day, because the annual battle of geniuses will decide the winner on the spot.

Murong Jiu, Xia Yan, Jiang Ding.

These three people were still sitting on the high platform.

One of them represents the army, one represents the sword tower, and the other represents the royal family and the holy land.

Fang Qingyang's mental state was exceptionally good, and his fighting spirit was at its peak. Just before he went on stage, he received a message from Xia Yan, saying that Ye Qingcang's treatment results were particularly good.

Not only could he recover his meridians, he might also be able to recover to his strongest state in the past.

Of course, because of the broken finger, he could no longer hold the Qingtian Sword, and it was difficult for him to suddenly comprehend the more profound Qingcang swordsmanship.

But this did not affect his impact on the king realm!

Fang Qingyang, who learned of this news, completely put aside all his worries and prepared to play well in today's battle.

Kill Sikong Teng and take first place!

Even if Old Man Ye was not there, he would win this competition with the sword fire in the sky as agreed.

"Today's competition is quite cruel."

The referee came up and said lightly, "In the first game, two-on-two duels, the winner will advance directly, and the loser will compete again. One of the four will be selected to advance and form one of the five in the next round!"

Simple and clear.

The winner will advance, and the loser will need to fight each other for the only spot.

It was much more rigorous than the last game.

Then, it was time to draw lots.

Fang Qingyang looked down at the lot he had drawn, and felt something in his heart. He looked up and looked forward, and saw a pair of eyes looking at him from a distance.

It was Su Zhe!

As for Su Zhe, Fang Qingyang had seen his games, and his pistol skills were superb, defeating enemies one after another.

It can be said that he was the most difficult person to deal with except Si Kong Teng.

However, if you want to get the first place, you have to kill all the strong enemies along the way.

No matter who it is, come on!

"It's interesting that I actually got to face you."

Su Zhe chuckled, "Fang Qingyang, your dark horse journey will end here."