Eternal Life as False Emperor-Chapter 65 - 58: Double Top Scorers from One Family

Chapter 65: Chapter 58: Double Top Scorers from One Family

"What about the other two?"

"Nanyue County, Yue Chan. A First-grade Martial Artist skilled in Nanyue Gu Technique."

"Compassion Temple, Qin Qingxuan. A First-grade Martial Artist with unparalleled swordsmanship."

"Compassion Temple?"

Zheng Yi exclaimed, "Can a nun be chosen as a Concubine Candidate?"

Liu Cheng’en explained, "This is due to the unique cultivation technique of Compassion Temple."

"The cultivation technique of Compassion Temple is called ’Compassion Forgetful Skill’, which requires disciples to experience deep emotions and then forget them to reach its highest realm: the Emotionless Realm."

"In this realm, disciples of Compassion Temple have a heart as pure as ice and are unaffected by external things. They also gain a powerful spiritual secret technique."

"It is rumored that Qin Qingxuan is the most exceptional disciple Compassion Temple has seen in a hundred years. It seems she regards Your Majesty as a trial subject."

"Interesting..."

Zheng Yi smiled and said, "Baihua Sect and Compassion Temple, both are remarkable women."

"Especially this... Baihua Sect!"

The brothels are indeed the largest organization and channel for information control.

Just not sure if Baihua Sect does it deliberately, or if there are others behind it?!

"One more thing." Liu Cheng’en continued, "Baihua Sect and Compassion Temple have a blood feud. Though their disciples don’t fight to the death upon meeting, they target each other."

"If these two women enter the palace, the harem might become unstable."

"Unstable harem?"

Zheng Yi sneered, "As long as I am here, these women can’t make any waves!"

As the two spoke, the fourth person on the platform also stepped forward.

Chen Hongxiu. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Zheng Yi looked over and saw that Chen Hongxiu, though dressed in red and of ordinary appearance, had an extremely sharp gaze.

There was also a scar on her left cheek, making her appear fiercer.

Her weapon was also a Yanling Saber, held very tightly.

"Chen Hongxiu... For revenge, one can only imagine how much hardship she’s endured."

Prince Xian had two tokens placed face down and said, "Today’s contest will be based on drawing lots."

"In the military strategy competition, Cui Xiawu and Chen Hongxiu ranked first and second, so you two will draw lots to determine your opponents!"

As soon as the words fell, Cui Xiawu and Chen Hongxiu stepped forward and casually picked a token.

Cui Xiawu, although from a branch of the Cui family, had read many military books, hence his first place in military strategy.

As for Chen Hongxiu, owing to her late father Chen Dao, she had inherited many military books.

As a woman, her proficiency in strategy surpassed most men, undeniably making her a remarkable woman.

As for Zhao Tieshan and Tian Yiguang, with one being a soldier and the other a vagrant of the Martial World, where would they find time to study military strategies?

Reaching this place, they relied on their First-grade Martial Arts Cultivation!

Soon, the two finished drawing, and Prince Xian immediately ordered:

"The first match, Cui Xiawu versus... Zhao Tieshan!"

The two faced off immediately, Cui Xiawu against Zhao Tieshan.

Meaning Chen Hongxiu would face Tian Yiguang.

"Cui Xiawu... I’ve heard of you."

On the platform, Zhao Tieshan wielded a large saber and cautiously eyed Cui Xiawu.

"Oh?"

Cui Xiawu showed interest, "My reputation has reached the Capital City?"

"In a month’s time, you killed twelve bands of mountain bandits, defeated thirty-one robbers, and quashed seven groups of refugees from Jizhou to the Capital. Am I right?"

"Correct."

"Hahaha, what a man!"

Zhao Tieshan laughed heartily, "A man like this can be my comrade, but today’s top scorer in the Military Examination is mine, Old Zhao’s!"

"How can you speak such big words before the match has even begun?"

Cui Xiawu slowly drew his long sword, saying coldly, "I, too, have reasons for which I must win... I want to show the Cui family people that even without their support, I, Cui Xiawu, can achieve greatness!"

"Kill!"

"Such arrogance!"

Zhao Tieshan shouted angrily, drawing his saber for a diagonal slash.

The chilling evil qi surged forth, cutting through the air in an arc towards Cui Xiawu.

Hundred Battle Blood Slaughter Saber!

"Boom!"

Cui Xiawu evaded with ease, and the two engaged in a fierce exchange, attacking back and forth.

Zhao Tieshan excelled in swordsmanship, making wide and bold movements, putting his all into every attack.

The Hundred Battle Blood Slaughter Saber in his hands exuded an overwhelming presence, as though Mount Tai was pressing down, leaving no room for others.

Combined with his innate divine power, a single slash could compress the surrounding air, forcing Cui Xiawu to continually retreat.

On the high platform, Zheng Yi watched the duel with great interest.

"Imperial Uncle, who do you think will win between these two?"

Prince Xian said, "Let’s see if Cui Xiawu can hold out for the time it takes a stick of incense to burn."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Zhao Tieshan follows the Horizontal Refining Lineage, emphasizing strength, swordsmanship, and especially powerful inner strength."

"But this momentum is difficult to maintain. The time it takes a stick of incense to burn marks his peak state, during which he could slaughter a hundred men alone."

Prince Xian continued, "But once his momentum wanes, after a stick of incense, he’ll revert to an ordinary First-grade Martial Artist."

"As for Cui Xiawu, from what I can tell, he uses Taiyii Dao’s Yin Yang Swordsmanship, which is excellent for defense."

"If he holds on for a stick of incense, with Zhao Tieshan exhausted, overpowering him with the Cui Family Martial Arts ’Ice and Fire Dragon Palm’ will lead to Zhao Tieshan’s defeat without a doubt!"

Just as Prince Xian predicted, after a stick of incense, Zhao Tieshan’s energy indeed waned.

Both his swordsmanship and strength slowed by thirty percent.

Taking this chance, Cui Xiawu advanced, striking with the Ice and Fire Dragon Palm.

Two distinct inner strengths circulated within him, exploding with formidable force, pushing Zhao Tieshan back continuously.

Zhao Tieshan roared repeatedly in anger, but being only versed in ordinary techniques like Arhat Fist and Iron Sand Palm, how could he match Cui Xiawu?

Another stick of incense later, Cui Xiawu ultimately endured the excruciating pain on his body, forcing Zhao Tieshan off the platform.