Huangxiu

Chapter 629 Sweep
"Come on!" The twelfth prince said carelessly, but his feet slightly retreated and his body was tense.

He was honest but not stupid, and the Fourth Prince and the Sixth Prince were there to remind him.

Although he thought Chu Zhiyuan was just boasting, he would not underestimate the enemy.

Even a lion uses all its strength to fight a rabbit.

The princes behind him all looked like they were enjoying the show.

One is eight turns, the other is three turns, and the one with three turns looks like it’s sure to win.

It's ridiculous no matter how you look at it.

It would be impossible for anyone else to do such an outrageous thing.

This is not surprising in Chu Liezhao's case.

There is no logic in his actions. He is eccentric and irritable, and you can't expect a dog to spit out ivory.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the twelfth prince calmly: "Are you ready?"

"Hehe, just come on!" The twelfth prince grinned, looking nonchalant.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly threw a punch.

"Bang!" A fist mark suddenly appeared on the chest of the twelfth prince, knocking him away.

When the Twelfth Prince threw his punch, he had already concentrated his palms and protected his vital energy.

But in front of this fist mark, his resistance was like a mantis against a carriage.

He flew out involuntarily.

It flew over the princes who were watching the fun and landed in the thick white snow on the mountain wall behind.

"Bang!" He crashed heavily into the snow, causing snowflakes to fly all around him. A deep pit several times larger than the outline of his body appeared on the snow.

Everyone was stunned.

This scene was beyond their imagination.

The most stunned was the twelfth prince, who was lying on the stone wall and stuck in a snow pit.

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, then struggled violently, pushing his body and legs forward, and shot towards Chu Zhiyuan like an arrow.

Chu Zhiyuan sat steadily on the warm jade cushion, watching him approach quietly, and punched out again.

This time, everyone saw it clearly.

A fist mark appeared in mid-air and hit the Twelfth Prince, knocking him back into the original pit again.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "Twelfth brother, where is your boxing skills?"

The twelfth prince gritted his teeth, pushed and kicked hard again, and while in mid-air, he punched before Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan then threw a punch.

"boom!"

The two fists collided in mid-air, and a strong wind whistled, sweeping around.

The princes' clothes rustled.

The white snow is falling.

Chu Zhiyuan sat in the flying snow, looking at everyone calmly.

Amid the falling snow, he sat steadily, his calm and steady aura making everyone feel inexplicably unshakable.

"Oh, this ninth brother is really..." The Sixth Prince said in amazement: "Fourth brother, we underestimated him."

The fourth prince nodded slowly.

"Fourth brother, are you looking for revenge?" A handsome young man came over and said with a smile, "As expected, you are the petty-minded fourth brother."

He folded his hands and smiled as he looked at Chu Zhiyuan who was sitting quietly like a mountain.

Then he looked at the Twelfth Prince, who was smashed into the stone wall and unable to move for a moment, with an interested expression.

The fourth prince glared at him coldly: "Seventh brother, please say less!"

"Haha, Fourth Brother, I can't even tell you two truths?" The handsome young man laughed and said, "I never expected that my ninth brother would be so capable... Fourth Brother didn't expect it either, right?"

He shook his head and said, "It seems that the previous disaster really opened my eyes."

He heard the news that after surviving a life-threatening crisis, the Ninth Prince's expression and temper changed drastically. He finally grew up and began to focus on cultivation and practice martial arts seriously.

This made him quite curious.

After a person dies once, there will definitely be some changes, but whether it is for the better or for the worse is another matter.

The fourth prince looked at Chu Zhiyuan and said slowly: "Ninth brother is indeed different."

He looked at the Seventh Prince: "Seventh brother, can you take this punch?"

The Seventh Prince shook his head: "Twelfth brother's Great Light Fist is already extremely powerful, and his realm is also very high. I will be almost the same if I go up."

The twelfth brother has excellent aptitude. He has reached the eighth level at a young age, which is comparable to himself.

Moreover, his understanding of the Great Light Fist is deeper and its power is stronger.

So if I really fight against my ninth brother, I will definitely lose. This is really weird, can practicing seriously for ten days be equivalent to my ten years?

No matter how talented you are, you won't reach this level.

Did Ninth Brother hide his cultivation level before?

"Impossible!" The twelfth prince lay on the dark stone wall, muttering to himself.

The snow on the stone wall was completely shaken away, leaving only stones.

He seemed to be embedded in the stone, with a look of shock and confusion on his face, mumbling to himself.

Chu Zhiyuan stopped looking at him and turned to the other princes: "Everyone, do you want to spar with me?"

As soon as he said this, all the princes gasped and widened their eyes.

Is this a challenge to all the princes?

Isn’t this too arrogant?
Is the Ninth Prince crazy?

Chu Zhiyuan's eyes swept over the princes one by one: "My cultivation is not enough, but I have some understanding of the Great Light Fist. I want to ask the royal brothers for advice and learn from them."

His gaze finally fell on the Fourth Prince's face: "Fourth brother, how is it?"

The fourth prince said in a deep voice: "Ninth brother, you just had a sparring match with the twelfth brother, you should take a rest."

The Sixth Prince laughed and said, "Fourth brother is at the ninth level, and he is about to enter the Qi transformation stage. If I fight with you, I will be bullying you."

Chu Zhiyuan snorted and said, "Sixth brother, do you think I can't beat fourth brother?"

"No matter how powerful your Great Light Fist is, it's impossible to reach this point."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "It is said that the Great Light Fist can defeat enemies across borders. Let's see if it is really that powerful today."

The Sixth Prince snorted, "What a big tone! Come, let me spar with you."

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and smiled.

The Sixth Prince frowned and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"I envy the deep brotherly love between my fourth brother and my sixth brother and twelfth brother."

"I am the same as the other brothers."

"Sixth brother, why are you so hypocritical? We are all here. Are you afraid that Fourth brother will lose and lose face?" Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "We are just sparring with brothers. What's there to be ashamed of if we lose? If you lose today, you can get back at me tomorrow."

He then punched the Fourth Prince: "Fourth brother, take this!"

The punch was extremely sudden and came at an extremely fast speed.

The fist mark instantly appeared in front of the Fourth Prince.

The Sixth Prince leaned forward to block the blow, but was blocked by the Fourth Prince.

The fourth prince took a step forward and threw a punch, also the Great Light Fist.

"Boom!"

The two fists collided in the air, making a thunderous sound.

There was a strong wind all around.

Chu Zhiyuan still sat firmly on the warm jade cushion and punched again.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

One fist mark after another appeared, the fist mark in front had not disappeared yet, but the fist mark behind had already appeared.

There were more and more fist marks, and the shadows were vague.

The fists on both sides collided one by one, making a dull sound, and the wind became stronger and stronger.

I can't open my eyes anymore.

The princes narrowed their eyes, used their internal energy to steady themselves and watched.

I have to see them decide the winner.

Chu Zhiyuan sat steadily, and the Fourth Prince kept retreating to avoid the sharp edge.

By repeatedly activating the Great Light Fist, Chu Zhiyuan gained a deeper understanding of the boxing technique.

It is not only about matching the bright state of mind, but the power of boxing must also contain the meaning of light. The power of boxing should be used as light to purify the world.

Light is the most powerful force to purify the world, but there are many ways to use light, and one of them is to embody the light in the power of fist and bring it into play.

Thus purifying the world of evil.

"Fourth brother, one last punch!" Chu Zhiyuan suddenly shouted, leaped up, and threw a punch in the air.

A huge fist mark appeared in the air, twice the size of his fist.

The fist mark is larger, but blurrier, and it is barely visible. You can’t see it unless you look carefully.

Under this punch, the Fourth Prince had not been able to fully display his strength or take advantage of it before he was knocked away by the force of the punch.

(End of this chapter)