Huangxiu

Chapter 627 Preparation
After he finished his meal, he left the prince's palace.

According to his point of view, it would be unwise to leave the house without guards.

Although the safety of the imperial city, especially the inner city, is worry-free, what if you really don't meet someone with open eyes?

Your cultivation is not good enough. If you really suffer a loss, it will be useless even if you can take revenge.

If it were him, he certainly wouldn't take the risk.

But now he is an incarnation, and according to the temperament of the original owner Chu Liezhao, he will never be timid and dare not go out for fun.

The scene is bright and prosperous.

This was the impression the imperial city gave him.

Walking on the wide and noisy street, Chu Zhiyuan looked around with a smile on his face.

On both sides of the street, restaurants with bright lights and the sound of stringed instruments and singing rise from the ground and reach the sky.

The atmosphere is filled with decadence and extravagance.

He was accompanied by Youlan and four guards, just like an ordinary wealthy young man.

After walking around, I felt hungry, so I randomly found a restaurant and went in.

The Feiyue Restaurant is very lively.

The drinkers gathered at a table in groups of three or four, drinking and chatting.

There is a high platform in the central patio of the restaurant.

Sitting in the restaurant, you can see the performance on the stage.

At this time, there was a group of women on the stage wearing gauze clothes and white gauze covering their faces, dancing with swords to the sound of the piano.

When the piano sounds passionate, the sword dance speeds up; when the piano sounds soothing, the dance becomes leisurely.

Chu Zhiyuan sat down at a table and looked at the female dancers on the stage.

These nine women all have impressive cultivation skills.

Her figure is graceful and elegant, and dancing with a sword adds a touch of heroic spirit.

The combination of strength and softness gives a strong visual stimulation.

"it is good--!"

"Enough!"

……

Inside the restaurant, cheers and applause were heard from time to time, one after another.

Chu Zhiyuan watched with great interest, and his super senses enabled him to appreciate even more the elegance and grace of their postures.

He found that when the nine women danced at the same time, they matched their movements with a strange rhythm, which made them even more charming.

A little more charming, a little more blurred.

It’s like a dream and infinitely beautiful.

Chu Zhiyuan turned his head and asked, "Aunt, what kind of skill is this?"

Youlan sat next to him, her almond eyes and rosy cheeks, calm and composed: "It should be a skill from the demon clan, Chaos God Induction."

"They are practicing magic?"

"It is a branch of magic skills. Many dancers practice it. It can trigger resonance of the five senses and enhance the performance effect."

"It seems that the magic has penetrated into every aspect of our lives."

"Both magic skills and demon skills can be quickly acquired, which is just what he wants."

"Don't they know the dangers of magic and demon skills?"

"There is always a loss if there is a gain. Moreover, those who practice these are often people with mediocre talents. They cannot practice to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, so the harm is limited."

The harm caused by magic and demonic power will only become apparent when one reaches the state of spiritual transformation.

Before reaching the Spiritual Transformation Stage, there are only the advantages of quick success and strength, but no disadvantages.

Chu Zhiyuan drank while appreciating the sword dance, cheering from time to time and blending in with the drinkers around him.

When the nine ladies finished their sword dance and retreated gracefully, several ladies wearing veils and holding musical instruments came up, sat down and began to play the instruments.

Chu Zhiyuan withdrew his gaze and looked around.

The people around also regained their enthusiasm and started talking to their tablemates.

Some discussed the sword dance just now, which one was more beautiful and which one was more worth watching.

Others talk about gossip.

Youlan suddenly frowned and whispered, "Your Highness, do you want to spar with His Highness the Twelfth Prince?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Did Auntie hear it?"

"Is it true?"

"Ah."

"Your Highness..."

"I have to let my father see my talent, right? Otherwise he will keep calling me a piece of rotten wood."

"..."

"And then there's Jingsi Cliff. After winning twelve games, it's time for me to move to another place, right?" Chu Zhiyuan snorted.

"…Are you sure, Your Highness?" Youlan asked.

If His Highness can really win, it will be of great benefit and will change people's impression of him. In this world, the strong are respected.

If someone has the same bad temper but has strong cultivation, then he is a strong person and can be tolerant. If someone has insufficient cultivation and poor aptitude, then he is a waste.

As long as His Highness demonstrates extraordinary talent, a bad temper and irritability can be tolerated.

Chu Zhiyuan said calmly: "It's a piece of cake!"

Youlan smiled and said, "Your Highness, His Highness the Twelfth Prince also has very good qualifications."

"He is vulnerable in front of me."

"...Let me first inquire about the situation of His Majesty the Twelfth Prince." Youlan said.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

In front of the Fourth Prince, he felt a slight sense of threat, but he felt nothing in front of the Sixth Prince, and even less in front of the Twelfth Prince.

The Fourth Prince's cultivation is indeed strong, and his Great Light Fist should not be weak either, so you need to be careful when facing him.

The Sixth Prince and the Twelfth Prince are completely harmless and can be defeated easily.

But to be on the safe side, we should be able to break through it in ten days.

Once you reach the fifth level, you will have a better grasp of it.

This is a crucial battle, a battle of rise, and we cannot afford to lose.

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The next day at dusk, as soon as he returned to the palace, he saw Chu Zhen, Chu Qiao and Concubine Hui were all there.

Imperial Concubine Hui was lying on the imperial concubine couch in the small pavilion in the courtyard. When she saw him appear, she glanced at him and said, "Oh, His Highness the Ninth Prince is finally back."

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and asked, "Why is my mother here?"

"I can't come?" Concubine Hui snorted, "You are so brave, you actually dare to compete with Twelve!"

Chu Zhen hurriedly said: "Brother, Twelve Brother is very powerful."

Chu Qiao nodded vigorously: "Brother Twelve's most powerful skill is the Great Light Fist. Even those who are two turns better than him may not be his match."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "What a coincidence, the Great Light Fist is also what I am best at."

The two women looked at him helplessly.

How could they not know whether Chu Liezhao practiced the Great Light Fist or not?

Chu Zhiyuan laughed and punched out.

A faint fist mark appeared three meters away, looming.

It was as if a fist of ice sculpture appeared in the lake.

"boom!"

The void exploded.

The wind howled.

Chu Zhiyuan put his fist away and looked at the three women with a smile.

"That's awesome, big brother!" Chu Zhen cheered immediately.

Chu Qiao looked at him in surprise.

Concubine Hui snorted, "It's not considered a skill to be able to use this normally."

The most difficult part of the Great Light Fist is fighting against the enemy.

It can show its power when you practice it by yourself or compete with your friends.

But once facing the enemy, if the state of mind cannot match the state of light, then all power will be lost.

This is a common problem among almost all practitioners of the Great Light Fist.

"Mom, this is already amazing." Chu Zhen said dissatisfiedly: "Second brother can't practice to this level normally."

Concubine Hui said, "Zhao'er, the twelfth prince is closest to the fourth prince, and he treats you like this in order to maintain the dignity of the fourth prince."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Concubine Hui said: "Twelve is a honest and kind child, a good child."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Mother, are you asking me to show mercy?"

But he understood Concubine Hui's thoughts.

By explaining the twelfth prince's kindness and honesty, he dispelled his hatred and resentment.

Therefore, when he was sparring with the twelfth prince, his state of mind could be in harmony with the light.

Thereby the power of the Great Light Fist can be brought into play.

"That's right, show mercy." Concubine Hui said, "After all, you are brothers, not enemies. The same goes for the Fourth Prince, you are connected by blood."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Okay, I will only beat him until he cries, I won't hurt him."

Chu Qiaojiao smiled and said, "Brother, if you can win, the emperor will definitely look at you differently."

Chu Zhen nodded vigorously.

Concubine Hui didn't say much.

Chu Zhiyuan pondered secretly.

It seems that the emperor's attitude towards the original owner may not necessarily be due to the original owner's temper and mischief.

(End of this chapter)