But they did not dare to stop him.Once that cry of "Holy Prince" was uttered, all this was no longer within their power to halt.Xu Fang wept bitterly, his voice choked with grief: "In the past, Xu Fan...The fifth mansion's fourth divine ability, Huang Sheli’s, was hidden to the very last. It turned out to be an unparalleled divine ability like reversing travel!
To actually possess the great power to walk through the river of time and reverse it!
Looking at the entire Yellow River gathering, it can be said that there are countless prodigies and stars shining brightly.
There are countless powerful supernatural abilities, shining brightly.
But the Reverse Journey is still, to this day, the only ultimate technique that has ever appeared before mortals!
No divine art can compare to it!
At the moment Zhao Ruzheng fell, Helan Yunyun at the Guoguo observation stand immediately stood up, but one figure was faster than her —
Below the stage, Jiang Wang leaped onto the martial arts platform in a single stride.
Since Yu Xi has joined the battle, the outcome is decided.
Although the results had not yet been announced, Jiang Wang was not out of line.
He appeared beside Zhao Rucheng, kneeling on the ground, reaching out to cover Zhao Rucheng's neck that had been smashed halfway through. But he was afraid of affecting the beam of light, trembling and not daring to get closer.
Perhaps out of some kind of feeling, Yu Xi, who was still present in the audience, calmly said: "I won't die."
And then he proclaimed, "The victor is Huang Sheli of Jing State!"
The outcome has been decided.
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Zhao Ruocheng lay on the ground.
After he lost his ability to resist, the divine sword Shen Tong Tian Zi had already returned to the Heavenly Sea.
The yellow-faced Buddha imprint on his forehead had long since faded, but a shallow indentation remained, with three blood lines snaking down from it, now dry.
He kept his hair very short. In the neatness, there was a hint of ferocity.
Such Zhao Ruocheng was unlike anyone Jiang Wang had ever seen.
Two years of time have sculpted this face into something even more perfect.
No matter where you go, no matter what you do, this face always wins more attention and admiration.
Once, while they were upholding justice in Green Mountain Town, they saved a woman who was being harassed by a ruffian. The woman thanked Du Yexiang, who had beaten up the ruffian, Ling He, who had covered her with his cloak, Fang Pengju, who had chatted amicably with the town officials, and Jiang Wang, who had single-handedly repelled the ruffian's accomplices with his sword. She said things like "In my next life, I will repay you by wearing a grass ring as a token of gratitude," etc., and finally to Zhao Ruocheng, who hadn't gotten involved in the fight and had only scolded the ruffian a couple of times, she said, "I have no way to repay such great kindness, except with my life…"
No wonder Du Yexiao always wanted to punch this face.
Now this face, this person, is looking straight up at the sky.
He was probably still wondering how he lost.
This has nothing to do with intelligence, because in battle, he has already made choices that conform to his own intelligence. Smart people are often more arrogant. No matter how you think about it, he shouldn't lose.
The power of the Reverse Travel Spell manifested upon the martial arts platform, reversing time for both him and Huang Sheli.
But it did not affect anything outside the martial arts platform...nor could it possibly affect anything outside the martial arts platform.
Needless to say, even the Six Great Sovereigns wouldn't be able to change anyone's timeline. Just look at the powerful figures leading their respective nations on stage—what could Huang Sheli possibly do to alter their destinies
Only those who are in the midst of it, swept away by time, can't help but be bewildered.
As the possessor of divine powers, Huang Sheli strolls through time. Zhao Ruchen, as one caught in the backflow, remains frozen at the moment he wields his sword.
He couldn't figure it out, why he was suddenly enlightened about his choices and in the blink of an eye, beaten to near death. After all, Huang Sheli had abruptly summoned the Thunder Sound Pagoda, suddenly striking him head-on. He dodged and escaped, but also dispelled most of the opponent's power. So how come this time, he was completely controlled by his adversary...
Until Yu Xi's announcement was heard.
His eyes dimmed.
No need to think about it anymore...
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The outcome is decided.
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But his eyes twitched.
Then he saw Jiang Wang.
That familiar, gentle, refined yet resolute face, with features that time had honed to a sharp definition.
She has a unique charm.
I had already secretly observed him many times, but at this very moment, seeing him from such close proximity, he was truly even more handsome.
In terms of appearance, she would rank second in the Five Heroes of Maple Forest.
At that time, Jiang Wang was looking down at him, her face etched with unconcealed concern and worry.
His eyes gleamed again.
“Ginger… Ginger…”
Because his neck was smashed halfway through, even with Yu Xi's Qingguang helping him recover, he still spoke with great difficulty.
"I'm sorry..."
He smiled.
That smile is truly charming.
This peerless beauty, fatally wounded, lay on the ground with a desolate smile.
How touching the scenery is!
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Heartbreaking, yet mesmerizing.
As the victor, Huang Sheli couldn't help but take a step closer, but he remembered that he was the one who had beaten the other person like this... and sheepishly retracted his leg.
Jiang Wang gently lifted Zhao Ruchen's upper body, so he could speak more easily.
“I’m sorry, what” he asked softly.
He always does this. He is always tolerant towards his family and friends. Even after experiencing betrayal, he can still believe. Having witnessed darkness, he is not corrupted by it.
Zhao Ruocheng closed his eyes slowly, then opened them again, looking at him.
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Bearing wounds, but a smile in his eyes.
“I said I would come to win the championship, I said I would take on everything, I was boasting… I didn’t do it.”
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Jiang Wang looked into his eyes, without saying another word.
He simply said, "You need to know who's boss."
Zhao Rucheng then smiled again, and as he laughed, he couldn't hold back a mouthful of blood and spat it out.
He wanted to turn his head, but he didn't have the strength.
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Fresh blood splattered onto Jiang Wang's blue shirt.
This sense of powerlessness, of being unable to control oneself, tormented him greatly.
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Because...
He clearly shouldn't allow himself to be powerless any longer!
Jiang Wang followed his sudden pained gaze and looked down, saying, "Like plum blossoms."
Zhao Rucheng's eyes seemed to be a little dazed. In that daze, he saw the few bloodstains on Jiang San Ge's green shirt, which really looked like a red plum in full bloom.
He smiled again.
"That..."
Just then, a very gentle female voice sounded.
Jiang Wang looked up and saw a pair of azure eyes, incredibly beautiful.
The owner of these eyes appears to be an extremely gentle woman. Even her speech is soft and low, as if afraid of disturbing anyone.
“I am He Lian Yunyun, the princess of Mukuo, and your friend in Ru Cheng.”
A woman in traditional grassland attire pointed to Zhao Ruocheng in his arms, "His injuries, I'll have someone take care of them, okay"
As she spoke, she knelt down on the other side of Zhao Ruocheng, a gentle and kind smile on her face. She stretched out her hands, motioning for Jiang Wang to hand the person over to her.
Just behind him, Wen Du rushed up, dumbfounded. When did our Cloud Prince become so gentle Gentle to the point of giving one chills...
On this riverbank pavilion, the woman's identity is naturally not a pretense.
Moreover, she was a very intelligent woman. With a simple and straightforward sentence, without any hint of aggression, she expressed her willingness and ability to help, effectively dispelling Jiang Wang's resistance.
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But Jiang Wang still looked at Zhao Rucheng.
...Only when Zhao Ruocheng returned a confirming look did he lift him halfway and send him forward...
“I’m coming!”
With his flowing queue, Yuwen Tuo rushed forward in two strides and knelt down, extending his hand eagerly to take Zhao Rugeng. He said heartily: "Your Highness Yun, leave this rough work to me! Rugeng is my follower, and it's my duty to take care of him!"
Because he was worried about affecting Zhao Ruocheng's injuries, Jiang Wang didn't dodge much and let him take the person away—eagerly, almost like he was snatching him.
Jiang Wang looked at him with some concern, then turned to look at the princess of Mu Guo with azure eyes.
Helan Yunyun retracted her hands without a trace, slowly stood up, and still had a gentle smile on her face: "Giving it to Yuwen Du is the same. They are also friends."
Jiang Wang once again confirmed eye contact with Zhao Rucheng before he felt at ease.
"I ask that you take good care of my little Fifth," I bowed respectfully to the princess.
Hearing the nickname "Little Five," Helian Yunyun's smile softened even more: "Family doesn't speak differently. Taking care of Rucheng is what I should do. You can come to Mùjié Street to see him after this, just mention my name and you'll have free passage."
It seems that Ru Cheng has experienced a lot during his time governing the country. People even regard him as one of their own...
As Jiang Wang thought this way, his feeling of gratitude became even more sincere.
I kept watching Helian Yunyun and Yuwen Duo walk off the stage.
Do you still remember what Jiang Wang said when he met Zhao Ruocheng after escaping from San Shan Cityng officials and nobles have sought them in vain. But Master Chongxuan, with ease, simply visited, met briefly, drank tea, listened to music, and chatted.It seems that the sword is still young, its ch...