Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists and smiled.

When dealing with Chu Zhiyao's blunt words, it's best to downplay them and be weak-minded.

Chu Mingxuan waved his hand and said: "Okay, the fourth child has already gone to the Ministry of Etiquette, we can't be transferred halfway...How long will you stay, third child, when you come back this time?"

He spoke and asked everyone to take their seats.

The delicacies were served one after another, all delicious and delicious, making people salivate at the sight. The jar of medicinal wine released an aroma as soon as it was opened, and the aroma of the wine was mixed with a strange medicinal aroma.

As soon as you smell this medicinal fragrance, you will feel energetic.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

This kind of medicinal wine is of great help to the Dragon Transformation Technique and saves a lot of hard work.

"This time... I'm afraid I have to take a break," Chu Zhiyao slammed the table: "Dazhen is going to do it for real this time!"

"Third brother, does Dazhen really want to marry us?" Chu Zhichuan asked with a frown.

"Um."

Chu Mingxuan was puzzled: "How could my father agree?"

"Let's join forces to deal with Dameng first. The new emperor in Dameng has just ascended the throne and is very ambitious. Together with Dazhen, we can deal with Dameng!"

"Aren't you afraid that Da Zhen will cheat?"

"Of course Da Zhen must show sincerity."

"What sincerity?"

"Marriage!"

"Who is marrying whom? It's not okay for us to marry the princess!"

"Then it depends on each person's abilities..."

"What's the point?"

"Hard to say."

…

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Third brother, you came back early, did you have some errand?"

Chu Zhiyao looked very reluctant and said with a gloomy face: "I guess the Dazhen envoy will propose a competition, and there will be princes and princes in their envoy."

"Well..., if there is a competition, it must be equal. The prince must compete with the prince." Chu Mingxuan knew this most basic rule, the principle of equality between countries.

If the crown prince in the Dazhen mission proposes competition and discussion, then of course Dajing will also send his crown prince.

Chu Zhiyao sneered and said: "There is a prince in Dazhen who is a martial arts wizard, Cheng Tianfeng. He entered Xiantian at the age of eighteen."

"He became a genius at the age of eighteen? How old is he now?"

"Twenty-two." Chu Zhiyao said slowly: "Four years have passed, who knows which level he has reached!"

"You haven't reached Grandmaster yet, have you?" Chu Zhiting said.

Chu Zhiyao frowned and shook his head: "If you really became a grandmaster at the age of twenty-two, your fame would have been spread throughout the world, and you can't hold back and say it."

Becoming a Grandmaster at the age of twenty-two is an unprecedented achievement. How could you let such a rumor go by?

This will greatly enhance the prestige of the entire Dazhen royal family. It will unite the morale of the military and the people, and the benefits are endless.

"Then, third brother, you should practice hard and recharge your batteries," Chu Mingxuan said, "give us a chance to stand up for the great scene!"

They understood the purpose of Chu Zhiyao's return.

Among the princes of Dajing, there are currently only three Xiantian. Chu Zhiyao is the first to enter the Xiantian and has experienced in the military. He is stronger than the sixth prince, Chu Zhihua, so naturally he is required to meet the challenge of the prince of Dazhen.

Chu Zhiyao looked at Chu Zhiyuan: "Fourth brother, you can take my place in the battle! ... I will inform the Ming Emperor's grandfather to replace him."

"Ah?...I can't do it!" Chu Zhiyuan looked surprised and waved his hands hurriedly.

"Why can't you do it?!" Chu Zhiyao snorted: "You are stronger than me, so you are naturally more qualified to fight!"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "I am not as experienced in military battles as my third brother. I lack experience and am too young to be able to handle big tasks."

"You are stronger than me, that's enough!" Chu Zhiyao snorted.

Chu Zhiyuan still shook his head.

Chu Zhiyao frowned and lowered his face: "Don't you want to fight for our Da Jingchao's reputation?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I'm afraid that my lack of experience will make our Dajing lose face."

Chu Zhiyao stared at him closely and said in a deep voice: "If we can really win, it will be a great achievement."

"Third brother, how big is this skill?" Chu Zhiting asked curiously.

The three of them never interrupted.

Privately, I feel that the best candidate is indeed Chu Zhiyuan. Chu Zhiyuan's combat prowess far exceeds his mental state.

But saying this directly would hurt Chu Zhiyao’s face too much.

…

"At least it's a seventh-grade skill, right?" Chu Mingxuan looked at Chu Zhiyao: "Isn't it, the third child?"

Chu Zhiyao nodded slowly: "Yes, at least seventh grade."

Chu Zhiting and Chu Zhichuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

The seventh-grade gong is out of reach for them. Let alone the acquired realm, even the innate realm can hardly achieve the seventh-grade gong.

Eighth-level skills are already the limit for innate masters.

Seventh-level skills can not only be exchanged for more powerful elixirs and magical weapons, but more importantly, they can be promoted.

The higher the position, the more opportunities you have to get credit, and the more credit you can get.

Chu Zhiyuan just shook his head, but he was determined in his heart.

Since he has shown overwhelming strength, this candidate is destined to be his, and he and Chu Zhiyao cannot decide.

This thing is high-yield and high-risk.

Then Cheng Tianfeng stepped into Xiantian four years ago. What if he was a genius like himself, or even better than himself?

Now maybe everything has been perfected innately.

Once defeated, Da Jing will lose face and he will be criticized by thousands of people.

But it doesn't matter to myself.

Prince Qing's Mansion has made a slight improvement, and even if it is defeated, it can at most recover as before. The loss is not that big. With its own super senses and qualifications, it can still get back up after all.

If you win, you will gain the seventh level of gong.

A seventh-level skill can be exchanged for at least dozens of marrow-cleansing pills, which is of great help to cultivation.

It can also gain huge reputation and greatly improve the status of Prince Qing's Mansion.

What's more, during the period before the competition, it is possible to receive huge support.

The emperor can't just ignore everything and use any means to improve his own cultivation in order to achieve the majesty of the great scene, right?

This is related to Da Jing's face and even Da Jing's interests.

So this is an extremely rare opportunity.

This opportunity has almost been grasped.

Then why not put on a high profile?

Chu Mingxuan coughed twice and said in a deep voice: "If Cheng Tianfeng is so powerful, it's better for you, fourth brother, to do it. This is not a matter of humility."

The Great Avalanche Sword Technique is invincible in the innate realm, no one can stop it, it's too fast.

If others had mastered the Great Avalanche Sword Art, they could only use one sword, but he could use one sword after another, treating the Great Avalanche Sword Art as an ordinary sword art.

Who can stop this?

Unless it's faster than him.

Even the masters may not be as fast as him in terms of sword speed.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "Third brother has come all the way back..."

Chu Zhiyao hummed: "It doesn't matter if I work hard or not, the key is to win and bring glory to our Da Jing Dynasty royal family."

Chu Zhiyuan still smiled and shook his head.

Chu Zhiyao said: "I am a backup plan. If there is another prince, I will not be too late to challenge him. In short, Dazhen will definitely take the opportunity to attack in order to gain an advantage in the negotiation... But this is also risky. If Once you lose, you are a sinner!"

Chu Zhiyuan still shook his head.

"Fourth brother, are you afraid? Afraid of losing face?" Chu Zhiyao suddenly sneered.

"...Alas! If that's the case, then I'll give it a try." Chu Zhiyuan looked at Chu Mingxuan and shook his head: "Uncle Eighteen, I shouldn't have come tonight."

Chu Mingxuan laughed sheepishly: "Fourth, you'll be fine!"
To be continued...