Chapter 313: Just a clone? The stunned Prince!

The 【Dao Arena】 of Daoyuan Continent is an open and flat small world, serving as the greatest place for discussing the Dao under heaven.

Located at the center of Daoyuan Continent, some say it formed naturally, while others claim it was crafted by some great power from the ancient era.

The regions of the Arena are divided by rank into Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow.

Heaven, Earth, and Profound are provided for First, Second, and Third Rank powerhouses respectively, while the Yellow-grade Arena is for cultivators below the High Rank.

The Earth-grade No. 39 【Dao Discussion Arena】 radiates for a hundred miles, with Dao-viewing platforms both in the sky and on the ground.

The Dao-viewing platforms in the sky are, naturally, the best observation spots.

Floating islands drift through the air one after another.

Each small island is protected by a boundary marker array that a Second Ranker absolutely cannot break.

Sometimes, the two sides in a battle will even rest on the protective shield, allowing observers to examine their status at close range.

Some floating islands can even fly, adjusting their orientation like warships.

The No. 1 island where Ji Che is located is known as the Panlong Viewing Platform, boasting the largest surface area.

Leisure and entertainment, from beast-fighting arenas, heavenly horse racing tracks, and water beast gambling, to indoor games like Liubo, Pu, Ge-Wu, and herb-fighting, as well as hot springs, drinks, and gourmet food, are all available.

When Zhao Xing flew up, he was brought over by a specialized cloud-path cruise boat.

This was because a duel was currently underway in the No. 39 【Dao Discussion Arena】.

"Boom, boom~"

Two martial artists—one wearing black battle armor, holding a blue curved blade, and radiating a biting chill—were attacking another sword dancer dressed in fluttering white robes.

However, their duel in the sky lasted only four breaths before they quickly vanished into a wind tunnel in the ground.

"As expected of an Earth-grade Dao Discussion Arena; the combat terrain is diverse. No matter the profession, one can find an environment suitable for their strengths," Zhao Xing thought to himself.

What he had just passed was a wind tunnel terrain, where a cavern with a radius of about a hundred meters lay underground, occasionally spewing out gale-force winds and at other times swirling inward, creating a massive suction force.

The two who had just been dueling were blown out by the wind tunnel, but the conversion between the tunnel's repulsive and attractive forces happened in an instant.

Before they could even stand firm or unleash a spell or martial technique, they would be blown away by the wind tunnel, which was an extreme test of the combatants' adaptability.

"The arenas here are definitely not just flat patches of land for everyone to blast each other; the environment is complex. If you encounter unfamiliar terrain, you might be defeated by your opponent before you can even display your strength."

Zhao Xing activated his Heavenly Eye to carefully observe his surroundings: "The focus of the New Era is pacifying the barbarians. Many of the terrains here,

the timing, and even the vegetation are simulations of the Southern Barbarian environment."

Although it was a friendly discussion of the Dao, the political inclination was very clear: if one could not defeat an opponent in the complex and harsh environment of the Southern Wilderness, what kind of powerhouse could they be?

The Great Zhou did not want experts who were merely flashy ornaments.

"Marquis Shenwei, we have arrived." As the cruise boat stabilized in front of the palace square, a fair-skinned maid came over to remind him softly.

"Mm, lead the way." Zhao Xing nodded.

Two beautiful maids led him off the boat and walked toward the palace ahead.

Just as he stepped onto the stairs and before he had crossed the threshold, a cheerful voice reached him.

"Big Brother! You've finally arrived!"

Ji Che rose from the main seat in the great hall, lifted his hem, and ran down quickly. The pearl-jade curtain crown on his head swayed, and his entire body emitted a warm, milky-white radiance.

"Your subject pays respects to Your Highness." Zhao Xing was about to bow and salute. The identities of all the Imperial Princes had been made public in the 70th year of Yongzhi, as they had completed their various stages of training, and Ji Che had even been directly established as the Crown Prince.

"Big Brother, what are you doing?" Ji Che held Zhao Xing's hands, preventing him from bowing. "This isn't a public occasion."

Just then, a white-bearded old man behind Ji Che reminded him: "Your Highness is the Crown Prince. When Marquis Shenwei salutes, Your Highness should return the salute to conform to etiquette. How can you be so familiar?"

Zhao Xing glanced at this ritual scholar, named Ji Wenchang, who was a 【Zongbo】 responsible for managing royal etiquette.

Ji Che continued to pull Zhao Xing, ignoring the remark: "The use of ritual is to accord with human feelings; when the Duke of Shengwen was in his hometown, he was respectful, as if he could not speak. In the ancestral temple and the imperial court, he spoke clearly, but with caution. At court, when speaking with lower officials, he was straightforward; when speaking with senior officials, he was respectful."

"This shows that ritual must also consider the occasion and the emotions between people. Today, I am meeting Big Brother in a private setting; being familiar is the ritual between us."

Zhao Xing smiled inwardly at this.

Ji Wenchang bowed and said: "Your Highness omitted a sentence: 'When the ruler is present, he is respectful, and yet at ease.'"

Ji Che's expression turned displeased upon hearing this.

Although Ji Wenchang was no longer contending with the Martial Emperor, the latter part of his sentence was aimed at Zhao Xing, implying that as a subject, he should observe the etiquette of a subject.

Zhao Xing, hearing this, gently pulled away from the Martial Emperor's hand, dusted off his sleeves, and bowed: "Greetings, Your Highness."

Ji Che, helpless, had to return the salute before pulling Zhao Xing to sit in the guest seats.

However, Ji Che was not one to suffer a loss. As soon as he sat down, he said to Ji Wenchang and the other ritual officials: "I have some confidential matters to discuss with Marquis Shenwei. Please, Zongbo, take your people and withdraw first."

Ji Wenchang looked helpless. Since they were discussing confidential matters, they, as ritual scholars who regulated speech and conduct, naturally could not stay to listen.

It seemed he had still underestimated the status of Marquis Shenwei in the Crown Prince's heart.

Even a small remark like that was not allowed.

Ji Wenchang and the three ritual scholars respectfully rose and saluted: "Your subject obeys."

They then led the ritual scholars out of the door.

Once they were gone, the Martial Emperor switched from kneeling to sitting with his legs splayed, grabbed a cushion, leaned back, took off his pearl-jade crown, tossed it aside, loosened his collar, and let out a long breath.

"Phew~ How annoying. I just came out for a trip with my sister, and the Zongbo has to bring people along to record my every word and action."

Zhao Xing felt more at ease as well, switching back to his private mode of interacting with Ji Che: "The Zongbo is just doing his job; you can't let them go hungry. By the way, Fifth Brother, did you come with the Eldest Princess?"

Ji Che shook his head: "Not Eldest Sister, it's Seventh Sister."

Seventh Sister was Ji Yingluo, the "Millennial Princess" who would later create the 'Insects'.

Ji Yingluo was also eighty years old, but for the Emperor's own sister, she was destined to live a very long life,

so she was still considered very young.

"Seventh Sister is playing herb-fighting in the Herb-Fighting Hall with the granddaughters of Duke Yang and Duke Wei."

Zhao Xing nodded slightly: "What is this about the Prince of the Xihai Mosi Kingdom? How arrogant is he? Why are you so determined to make him suffer?"

The Martial Emperor's heart was quite broad; under normal circumstances, he certainly wouldn't care about a small vassal prince.

The Mosi vassal kingdom was a tiny place. Let alone a prince, even if it were the King himself, how could he possibly be taken seriously by Ji Che?

"Pala Jinke wants to seek Seventh Sister's hand in marriage! A tiny country, a barbarian subject, daring to have such thoughts!" Ji Che said excitedly, "Big Brother, tell me, isn't he arrogant?!"

"Oh? Did he submit a formal state letter or a memorial? I haven't heard of it." Zhao Xing was puzzled.

"Not exactly."

"Then did he make bold claims with an arrogant attitude?"

"Not really, but he's been fawning over her for months, and even followed her to Daoyuan Continent—isn't that obvious enough?!"

Zhao Xing:

"Well, it seems the Princess Youruo incident back then still left the Martial Emperor with psychological trauma."

The man hadn't done anything, just fawned a few times, and Ji Che had already bristled, finding the Mosi Prince an eyesore no matter how he looked at him.

In the eras of the Founding Emperor and Emperor Wen, such customs existed, and even if someone had submitted a formal request, it wouldn't have been a big deal.

The vassal kingdoms of the Western Sea were different from the four great royal courts of the Southern Wilderness; they had always bowed their heads and paid tribute.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Xing felt this really didn't count as "arrogant."

But to the Martial Emperor, it was unacceptable.

Just thinking about it? Even thinking about it was damn well unacceptable!

"Big Brother." Ji Che straightened up, "You've come at the right time. I can't very well beat him up myself. You come and teach that Prince Jinke a lesson, and dispel his foolish thoughts!"

Zhao Xing nodded: "What do you want me to do?"

Seeing Zhao Xing agree, Ji Che smiled immediately: "Prince Jinke is at the mid-stage of the Heavenly Fate Realm, and he has brought five experts from his country, all at the perfection of the Heavenly Fate Realm. He brags about the achievements of those five experts to everyone he meets."

"I can't refute him because Father Emperor just praised them. Those five experts of his did indeed achieve some results in the war against the Xisi tribe."

The Mosi tribe was a vassal of the Great Zhou, but the Xisi tribe was not. They did not submit to the Great Zhou and even frequently attacked its vassal states, constantly expanding in the Western Extreme region with great ambition.

That place was too far away and extremely cold, making it impossible to farm or develop.

If one wanted to farm there, the Grand Minister of Agriculture, Li Boqian, would have to bring the artifact of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms and spend several hundred years melting a portion of the glaciers.

However, melting the glaciers would cause uncontrollable consequences, such as potentially releasing viruses frozen since ancient times.

Therefore, the Great Zhou never considered occupying that land; they only supported a few vassal states and planted a few flags.

The Great Zhou was in a period of transition between the old and the new. The Moss tribe had performed meritorious service in resisting the Sith tribe, and Emperor Jing had just praised Prince Jinke. Ji Che found it difficult to publicly express his dissatisfaction.

It was even less possible to send the experts under his command to beat Jinke up, so he could only look for someone else.

Since his little brother had asked, Zhao Xing was naturally happy to do this small favor.

He had come to find experts to spar with anyway, so it was just a matter of convenience.

However, he still had to carefully inquire about the other party's background.

"It's not that I can't fight, but you have to tell me the approximate combat power of his warriors."

"I have only brought a clone crafted from eighth-rank top-tier materials, so I must not capsize in the gutter."

With only a single clone on the field, the spells of the Self-Nature School are basically unusable, and the Hou Bian technique cannot be used either; I can only face the enemy using the Heavenly Timing and Earthly Advantage techniques.

This clone that came has been slightly refined, but its insight into spells is only about eighty percent of the original body's.

"If they are too strong, I will have to bring the original body over," Zhao Xing said.

In any case, both are in the Daoyuan Continent, and it wouldn't take more than a few days for the original body to run over; there is no rush for these ten days or half a month to comprehend the "Soldier-Emissary Divine Art."

Standing up for the Martial Emperor and strengthening their relationship is the most important thing!

"I have already prepared." Ji Che reached out and beckoned, and immediately an Earth Mirror floated over from the side.

"Big Brother, take a look. This is the combat record of Jinke and his five warriors."

"Jinke himself has only fought one match, but his five warriors have already fought over a dozen matches here."

Zhao Xing took the Earth Mirror, but before he could even look at it, he heard a burst of cheers and groans coming from outside.

"The 'Ice Map King' under his command has won again," Ji Che snorted.

If Zhao Xing listened carefully, he would discover that in several halls in the distance, there were still some young masters and noble ladies placing bets.

It seemed that this Ice Map King had already won many matches, causing them to lose quite a bit of money.

The money was trivial; the main thing was that they were losing face.

Ji Che was smiling on the surface, but in his heart, he was already cursing.

As soon as Zhao Xing heard it, he knew roughly what was going on. As a prince of a vassal state, Jinke was a bit ignorant. People didn't send out their top experts and let you pick people to fight to show off the style of your warriors, yet you kept winning and didn't give the future emperor any face at all?

Zhao Xing looked at it carefully, and at the same time, he began to evaluate in his heart.

"Five warriors, all at the perfection of the Heavenly Fortune Realm. Judging solely from these thirty-plus battles, the other three are all second-tier powerhouses above the standard, having mastered a single first-rank true meaning, having practiced at least one top-tier spell to great success, and possessing rich combat experience."

"One can tell from their use of the environment that basically everyone can easily distort the rules of heaven and earth."

Distorting, not changing; this is still within the scope of the second rank.

"Only the 'Ice Map King' and the 'Kro King' can be called first-class in terms of strength," Zhao Xing secretly thought. "Of course, they are not yet at the level of peerless geniuses."

The second-rank standard corresponds to second-rank true meaning and small-scale distortion of rules.

Exceeding the standard, mastering a single first-rank true meaning, and having at least one top-tier spell or martial art at great success counts as the second tier.

The first tier is mastering multiple first-rank true meanings, having multiple top-tier spells or martial arts at great success, and being of the more powerful kind; they basically all master one or two ultimate moves and can save their lives from the hands of a first-rank expert.

Super first-class means a peerless genius who can cultivate a rule domain at the second-rank realm, like Ye Yukong, who had already cultivated the Bright Moon Domain more than a hundred years after entering the second rank.

Zhao Xing had not yet given birth to a rule domain, and he did not know what would happen if he used his full strength.

"With all five elements of true meaning complete and multiple top-tier spells at great success, even without a domain, the technique is close to the Dao, and in actual combat, it may not be worse than someone who has just realized a rule domain."

"If I use my original body with the Ten Thousand Laws Clone, the Ten Thousand Laws Clone technique is too powerful. Back then, it was rumored that Xu Xing could cooperate with the Ten Thousand Laws Clone to fight ten Li Boqians; even if the level of the Dao is slightly worse, it can create an overwhelming advantage."

"The level of the Dao can be seen as internal energy. Spells are techniques and moves; they are the application of the Dao of heaven and earth, turning insights into powerful moves."

"One cannot simply compare data; one must look at actual combat."

"This Ice Map King and Kro King are both first-class martial artists; my clone should be enough."

Zhao Xing did not take the other three seriously.

For a prince of a small vassal state to bring two first-class powerhouses when visiting the superior nation is already quite good.

That super first-class level? With the Great Zhou's massive population base, there are no more than fifty super first-class talents. It's not that easy for a small country to produce them.

After observing for a while, Zhao Xing reached a conclusion: although the Ice Map King and Kro King were holding back, the possibility of them being super first-class experts was minimal.

"Big Brother, how is it?" Seeing Zhao Xing put down the Earth Mirror, Ji Che could not help but show a look of expectation.

"No problem," Zhao Xing smiled slightly. "However, Fifth Brother can first arrange a battle with the other three warriors to let me warm up; it's been some years since I've fought."

"Fine, Big Brother, you rest for a moment, I will go arrange it," Ji Che showed his white teeth and smiled happily.

As for Zhao Xing, he secretly called out his original body from the Shangluo Academy; after all, he hadn't moved his hands for a long time.

If he found something wrong after finishing three matches, he could still let the original body go up.

Fighting with experts from one's own country, losing is just losing; but if one loses to experts from a vassal state? Even if it was just a clone that lost, it would be shameful, and it would be shameful abroad.

Zhao Xing estimated that he wouldn't need to use his original body to fight the experts of the vassal state, but he was used to being prepared, so while Ji Che was arranging, his original body also left the Shangluo Academy.

Two and a half days later, Zhao Xing was arranged by Ji Che to attend the same banquet as Prince Jinke of the Moss Kingdom.

At the banquet, Ji Che's close attitude toward Zhao Xing aroused Prince Jinke's curiosity: "Your Highness, this official is full of vigor and has an extraordinary temperament. I wonder which expert of the Heavenly Dynasty this is?"

"Jinke, this is the Marquis of Divine Might of our dynasty, Zhao Xing," Ji Che smiled slightly. He did not introduce him in detail, fearing that Jinke would know too much and not dare to fight.

"Prince," Zhao Xing stopped his chopsticks and nodded slightly as a salute.

Such an arrogant attitude immediately made the several warriors beside Prince Jinke frown slightly.

A marquis, facing their prince, didn't even salute properly or offer a toast, just nodded?

However, they were only dissatisfied in their hearts. Just as they thought, Zhao Xing was only a marquis; they were all "princes" in their own country, and Zhao Xing was not yet qualified to make them take the initiative to challenge him.

They didn't challenge, but Zhao Xing wanted to make them take the initiative: "I heard that the Prince has five warriors under his command who performed well in the war against the small Sith country. Why not dance with swords to show off their heroic power and help the Prince add to the fun?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ji Che was extremely pleased and almost laughed out loud.

Princess Yingluo, sitting in the first seat on the lower left, flashed a strange look in her eyes.

The other princes and nobles had a look of "it should be so" and did not react at all, even waiting for the Moss prince to send someone up to dance with swords.

Because in their hearts, the Marquis of Divine Might, Zhao Xing, was fully qualified to say such things.

Our Great Zhou's Marquis of Divine Might letting you, a little prince, dance with swords to add to the fun is already giving you face; you have to accept it, don't you?

Prince Moss's face was a bit ugly. As for the other five experts, a trace of anger flashed in their eyes.

They had heard too many compliments these days and had won consecutive battles, so their hearts were a bit floating.

Suddenly a marquis jumped out and wanted to make them, these "kings," dance with swords to add to the fun?

It wasn't that they couldn't dance for Ji Che, the crown prince of Great Zhou, but if Ji Che said it, they would feel it was an honor. A mere marquis, by what right?

Such a stubborn and arrogant posture was simply not taking them seriously at all!

Beside Jinke, a blue-haired middle-aged man immediately spoke: "The hall space is narrow and difficult to display; why not go to the Dao field to spar and add to the fun?"

"This Lord Zhao, since he can be named Marquis of Divine Might by the Heavenly Dynasty, must have extraordinary aspects. Why not have a match with me, 'Suo Suo'?"

Zhao Xing pretended to be reluctant: "Alright, then I'll loosen my muscles and bones."

These words made Prince Jinke, Suo Suo, the Ice Map King, and the Kro King itch with hatred.

A marquis, and only at the mid-second-rank realm, dares to say he's loosening his muscles and bones against us?

You are too good at pretending!

Ji Che pretended to persuade: "The two of you should stop when it's appropriate, and don't hurt the harmony."

Zhao Xing nodded: "Your Highness, don't worry, I will show mercy."

As soon as these words came out, Suo Suo really couldn't hold back anymore. His eyes spewed fire: "Good, good, I, Suo Suo, must see how you show mercy!"

"Swish~" After saying that, he didn't even say goodbye and rushed out directly.

"Leaving without saying goodbye, rude!" Ji Wenchang frowned.

Prince Jinke heard this, and in order to maintain his demeanor in front of Ji Yingluo, he could only accompany him with a smiling face and bow to apologize.

In his heart, he was very dissatisfied. Why didn't you say anything when Zhao Xing was rude?

Swish, after Zhao Xing bowed and saluted, he also quickly flew out of the hall.

Ji Che smiled and raised his wine glass: "Come, Jinke, let's continue drinking, watch while drinking!"

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the wine." Jinke raised his wine glass and began to stack armor: "If Suo Suo accidentally hurts someone, please don't blame him, Your Highness."

"How could that be?" Ji Che smiled, "How could I be so petty? Drink, drink."

Prince Jinke finally felt relieved.

When Suo Suo and Zhao Xing flew out of the floating island's magic array, they were immediately randomly moved by the rule array.

Because the Dao field simulates the battlefield environment, it will take into account various situations.

The initial distance between the combatants is also not fixed; sometimes they are far apart, which is convenient for spell-type professions to set up in advance, and sometimes they are close, simulating an encounter battle, giving very little reaction time.

Of course, as long as there is a spell profession, even if it is short, there will be a distance of more than three thousand meters. After all, a spell master cannot charge on the front line and fight face-to-face with others, right?

Swish swish, Zhao Xing and Suo Suo appeared randomly above the 'Wind Tunnel Area', separated by a distance of ten thousand meters.

Suo Suo was a wind martial artist. Seeing that they were brushed into the wind tunnel combat area, he couldn't help but show a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Boom!"

A mass of cyan airflow emerged from his body, cycling and intersecting, and finally formed a phantom of an ice sheep behind him. Suo Suo didn't say a word and directly opened the Golden Body Dharma Image. He wanted to defeat Zhao Xing at the fastest speed and let the future emperor of Great Zhou see what a warrior of the Moss Kingdom was!

A distance of ten thousand meters is not far for the Heavenly Fortune Realm.

Suo Suo was empty-handed. He took a step, and the cyan airflow under his feet suddenly distorted. The next moment, he crossed a distance of a thousand meters.

"Using the true meaning of wind to distort the rules to achieve the effect of shrinking the ground into an inch," Zhao Xing smiled slightly and calmly supported the clouds.

Ten thousand meters; even if he stood still, it would take Suo Suo ten breaths to get close.

However, this person was also cunning. For the first eight thousand meters, he crossed at a constant speed, and every step was exactly one thousand meters.

But for the last two thousand meters, he suddenly erupted, crossed with one step, and quickly caught up with Zhao Xing's figure.

"Fall down for me!"

The Golden Body Dharma Image, which was originally two zhang tall, emitted a hazy light and suddenly rose to twenty zhang.

"Swish~"

As he threw a punch, the ice sheep roared to the sky, dozens of cyan vortices appeared, and the cyan wind produced a powerful suction force.

Pulling Zhao Xing's figure to hit his fist.

"Hum~"

The figure dissipated, but Suo Suo did not hit anything solid.

"Afterimage? When did he leave the locking range of the Storm God Fist?" Suo Suo was shocked.

However, before he could find Zhao Xing's figure, he felt a chill behind his back.

"Boom!"

The Three Yin Thunder Seal printed on Suo Suo's back, immediately knocking him from the high sky to the ground.

A large pit immediately appeared on the ground, and the inertia made Suo Suo plow out a long gully, with dust splashing everywhere.

Under the premise of supporting the clouds, the Yin Thunder technique is simply unpredictable when performed.

Hidden in the thunderclouds, Suo Suo simply couldn't distinguish whether it was natural thunder energy or the spell move Yin Thunder technique. The key is in the "Yin"! Hidden and difficult to detect.

"The move is not bad, but the reaction is a bit slow," Zhao Xing's voice sounded from the clouds, commenting like a superior.

In the distance, there were many floating spheres, spinning around, recording the sound and images of the two combatants and transmitting them to the Earth Mirror.

In the hall, a look of surprise flashed in Prince Jinke's eyes.

The Ice Map King and Kro King also looked toward the Earth Mirror, not expecting Suo Suo to be completely crushed.

In one encounter, he was knocked into the dust.

"Boom~" With a burst of earth-shaking, sensing the battle around, the cave wind tunnel suddenly changed, and a strong repulsive force was generated from the ground.

Borrowing the strong wind, Suo Suo rushed to the sky.

"If that was your strongest move just now, then you can admit defeat," Zhao Xing looked down at Suo Suo from a high position. "You are not enough for me to loosen my muscles and bones."

This is the truth. Zhao Xing's Eighty-One Doors of the Cloud Gate each have eighteen boosts for the rain techniques "Heavenly Erosion" and "Profound Heaven Thunder Technique."

But the most significant boost is still "Measuring the Horizon," because "Measuring the Horizon" is itself a cloud technique!

Zhao Xing has mastered the first-rank five-element true meaning and two top-tier techniques at great success. Under the boost of supporting clouds, there is no way Suo Suo can touch him.

"Admit defeat? Your thunder technique is just scratching an itch for me!" Suo Suo shouted, "Take my punch, and you won't be able to get up! Watch the move!"

He continued to rush over.

Zhao Xing still stood still, seeing if he had any stronger moves.

"Roar!" Suo Suo roared, the ice sheep dharma image behind him became even more massive, and at the same time, the range covered by the cyan vortex.

Borrowing the repulsive force generated by the wind tunnel, this time Suo Suo's speed was faster, and the power of the Storm God Fist was also greater.

Unfortunately, the gap between the two was too large.

"Nothing more than this," Zhao Xing felt that the power of Suo Suo's move had increased, but not much, and it had not reached the level of a first-class Heavenly Fortune Realm.

"Sizzle!"

A large amount of purple-black lightning suddenly appeared in the thunderclouds. The falling thunder pierced through heaven and earth, and after appearing, it no longer extinguished, instantly twisting together, with one lightning bolt after another interweaving.

Cold Evil Thunder Domain!

Facing this cold thunder that had nowhere to hide, Suo Suo could only resist hard.

"Sizzle sizzle~"

The black lightning in the thunder domain twisted. Suo Suo only held on for three breaths before feeling suffocated, his whole body in extreme pain, his whole body icy cold, as if death had arrived.

"Hum~"

The protection rules within the Earth-level Dao field appeared. After judging that Suo Suo had encountered a fatal danger, an orange-yellow light lit up on Suo Suo's body, and then he was instantly moved out of the thundercloud area and thrown back to the floating island.

Thunder light bloomed, and Zhao Xing shouted at a spherical Earth Mirror recorder: "Your Highness, I haven't had enough fun yet."

"Why not let Prince Jinke's other warriors come down and try?"

"Good!" Ji Che immediately put down his wine glass and looked at Prince Jinke, "Jinke, what do you think?"

Since things had reached this point, what else could he do?

Prince Jinke immediately said: "As Your Highness wishes."

Then he looked at the Ice Map King: "Yang Bing, you go."

Yang Bing is the Great Zhou name of the Ice Map King.

"Yes." Yang Bing immediately got up, bowed to Ji Che, and flew outside the hall.

Zhao Xing was not surprised to see that it was the Ice Map King who flew over.

Unless Prince Jinke was stupid to the core, he wouldn't let the other two, who were similar in strength to Suo Suo, continue to come and lose. "The top-tier techniques of the vassal state are indeed weaker. I fought Suo Suo very easily; I don't know about this Ice Map King," Zhao Xing thought.

Small vassal states, where would they have so many top-tier inheritances? You can count them on one hand, and there are no ultimate techniques at all.

Of course, over the years, the Moss Kingdom has also begged for quite a few powerful ones from the Great Zhou, but they couldn't get the top-tier core ones.

Like the Ten Thousand Laws Straw Man, top-tier techniques that point directly to the ultimate, cannot be passed on.

"..." The Ice Map King appeared ten thousand meters away with a layer of protective golden light on his body, and Zhao Xing's clouds also dissipated after restarting the battle.

They appeared above a wilderness.

"Hum~"

When the protective golden light disappeared, the Ice Map King's whole body immediately became transparent, like ice crystals, and finally disappeared completely in the air.

"Hmm? This move really has some tricks," Zhao Xing activated the Heavenly Eye technique, but he couldn't see where the Ice Map King had gone.

"Ice Martial Body, Golden Body completely transparent. He has mastered the first-rank water true meaning 'Heavenly One True Water', and the combination of the two makes the Ice Map King leave no trace when moving."

Due to environmental factors, the martial artists of the Moss Kingdom basically follow the "Qi School path," believing that the body is the best weapon.

The Ice Map King is a rare advancement in the martial artist profession.

"Ice martial artist, it is this hand of concealment that allowed the Ice Map King to easily defeat his opponents in the previous dozen matches."

The Heavenly One true meaning also perfectly fits his martial arts and battle body; the one that escapes between heaven and earth is ethereal and traceless.

Being able to master Heavenly One True Water to build a martial body, the Ice Map King can be called a first-class expert.

"His speed is also faster," Zhao Xing didn't dare to be careless and immediately supported the clouds.

Eighty-one doors of the Cloud Gate, Zhao Xing's figure hid into the clouds from one of the doors.

The Ice Map King frowned because he couldn't capture Zhao Xing's trace either.

"How can it be? I have mastered the Heavenly One true meaning. Logically speaking, the water in the clouds should tell me his trace; how can he disappear completely?"

Just as he was thinking, the clouds expanded rapidly and soon covered the entire duel area.

"What? Such a large range?" The Ice Map King was shocked.

No matter which direction he looked, he couldn't see the end of the clouds.

"Every move must have a trace! Found you!" The Ice Map King sensed carefully and immediately rushed into a certain direction of the clouds.

He prided himself on his powerful martial body and was not afraid even if he entered the opponent's home field.

"Swish swish swish~"

Rhombic ice crystals appeared around the Ice Map King, with monstrous power, covering Zhao Xing's direction.

"He really has something; he can absorb power from my cloud technique and absorb my cloud energy to turn into ice crystal attacks."

Zhao Xing watched the ice needles shooting over, and his body retreated behind a cloud door.

The next second, he appeared from a cloud door in another direction.

"Hmm?"

The Ice Map King found that he had missed, and immediately frowned. "What kind of cloud technique is this?"

He felt that Zhao Xing was far away from him.

With such a large span, in this way, he could never attack the opponent.

"Hum~"

Eighty-one cloud doors immediately rotated, surrounding the Ice Map King layer by layer.

"Shattering Ice Palm!"

The Ice Map King hit a cloud door, and a blue light emerged from his palm.

The blue light instantly covered the cloud door, then began to disintegrate inch by inch, shattering one of the cloud doors.

But in the blink of an eye, a layer of cloud doors appeared again in the original position. "Shatter for me!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

The Ice Map King kept throwing palms, and after shattering the cloud door, he tried to rush out.

Every time he threw a palm, he triggered the power of frost, distorting the space around the cloud door, successfully fixing and shattering a door.

But there were too many cloud doors; no matter how many he shattered, Zhao Xing could instantly generate new cloud doors.

And the clouds were flowing, which led to eighty-one doors always surrounding the Ice Map King, and he couldn't get out at all!

"Close!"

Zhao Xing began to compress the Ice Map King's living space.

"Boom!"

The Ice Map King punched and shattered a cloud door, trying to break through, but no matter how he moved, in which direction he flew, or used his movement technique to dodge, he could never completely get rid of the Cloud Gate array.

And the energy-absorbing effect in the cloud doors was taking effect; his energy was decreasing, while Zhao Xing was continuously replenishing it.

It was also a top-tier technique at great success, and Zhao Xing's Dao level was even stronger; the Ice Map King couldn't break free at all.

Soon, he was shrouded by the cloud doors.

He fell into the "Layered Cloud Realm."

"Swish swish swish~"

Passing through one door, it was another cloud space, and there were doors everywhere in this room.

"Bad!" The Ice Map King also realized that he had entered an exquisite trap.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle~"

Dense purple-black thunder contracted, emerging from the clouds, twisting the Ice Map King's martial body.

"Golden Body Dharma Image! Break!"

A white violent bear appeared behind the Ice Map King, roaring to the sky, forcing its way through the thunder's strangulation, and casually drilled into another door.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle!"

Just after entering another cloud space, what greeted him were dozens of Heavenly Thunder Fingers, as well as Zhao Xing's figure hiding into another door.

"Damn it! Don't go!" The Ice Map King's anger value kept soaring, and he resisted dozens of Heavenly Thunder Fingers again, continuing to chase forward.

"Swish~" Entering the next door, he arrived at another cloud space.

Heavy rain poured down!

The top-tier nine-turn rain technique "Heavenly Erosion"!

"Swish~"

These raindrops were actually black. When the raindrops fell on the Ice Map King, he discovered that his ice crystal martial body had countless small holes.

The holes were smoking, continuously disintegrating his golden body.

"Swish swish swish~"

He endured the pain and soreness, quickly rushed into the next door, and chased Zhao Xing's trace.

When he came out of the "Heavenly Erosion" cloud room, his whole body was covered with black pits, and the ice crystals had become muddy, as if he had become a zebra.

"Shatter Ice Rebirth!"

The Ice Map King's body shook, and the ice crystals on his body kept falling off. Soon he was a circle smaller, but the frost martial body regained its luster and became transparent and flawless.

"Being able to persist for three rooms in the Layered Cloud Realm, the Ice Map King is really durable," Zhao Xing looked at this second-rank ice martial artist. "However, after passing through the Heavenly Erosion cloud room, his energy dropped by a large chunk, and the consumption was great."

"Far exceeding the damage of the thunder technique to him."

Top-tier thunder technique at great success, but the Ice Map King's martial body was also top-tier at great success, and the Golden Body Dharma Image had also been cultivated to the top-tier force turn; the lethality of the thunder technique to him was limited.

Pure and flawless frost battle body, when the thunder technique hit, it was as if it had passed through it, and a large amount of power leaked out, at most just making the Ice Map King itch a little.

But the rain technique Heavenly Erosion made the Ice Map King's energy consume a large chunk at once.

"Damn it, this Marquis of Divine Might keeps hiding! I can't catch up with him," the Ice Map King was extremely annoyed.

"I can break through his cloud wall, but then I enter another cloud world. If this infinite cycle continues, I will sooner or later run out of energy and will never be able to maintain the frost battle body and Golden Body Dharma Image."

It was clear that he felt the Marquis of Divine Might was about the same realm as himself, and the power of the spells was not particularly strong.

At least the opponent had not realized a rule domain, and in terms of the Dao realm and technique level, the two were not much different.

But Zhao Xing knew a lot; the thunder, clouds, and rain that had already been displayed, layer upon layer of spell space, were all top-tier techniques at great success, which made the Ice Map King feel extremely aggrieved.

"Crack crack crack~" The Ice Map King entered the fourth cloud space, facing a combination spell.

Heavenly Erosion and Five Elements Yin Thunder Realm.

The surrounding clouds turned pure black, without a trace of light.

The raindrops were also black. The Ice Map King exploded his energy, trying to support the dharma image, but the raindrops still penetrated it.

Heavenly Erosion broke the defense, and the black Yin Thunder followed closely, seeping in from the small holes pierced by the raindrops.

"Ah ah ah~~"

The Ice Map King finally felt the intense pain; the Yin Thunder entered the bones, and the pain seeped into the bone marrow.

He immediately performed "Shatter Ice Rebirth," wanting to rush out.

But at this moment, the clouds suddenly disappeared.

The Ice Map King found that he saw light again.

Zhao Xing was looking down at him not far away.

"That's enough, Yang Bing, you are very good."

Zhao Xing did not torture the opponent anymore; the Ice Map King had no ability to escape at all, and continuing would not be called sparring, but pure torture.

"Thank you, Marquis of Divine Might, for showing mercy. I admit defeat." Having a step down, the Ice Map King followed the trend and went down.

The Ice Map King was also convinced; he had never been played so miserably by someone of the same rank.

You know, Zhao Xing's clone only showed the aura of the mid-Heavenly Fortune stage, but he was already at the perfection of Heavenly Fortune!

Since the other party didn't beat him until the protection rules came out and threw him out, the Ice Map King naturally had to grasp this step and admit defeat.

"Swish swish~"

Zhao Xing grabbed the Ice Map King's body and poured a layer of energy into him. By the time they flew back to the floating island, the Ice King's body was almost repaired.

"This is————the first-rank wood true meaning?" The Ice Map King was shocked. "You have mastered two first-rank true meanings?"

True meaning builds the Dao body and martial body, and the energy will also change.

Just now, the Ice Map King felt a majestic vitality!

He didn't know which one this was because he hadn't seen it.

"Hmm." Zhao Xing nodded. The wood true meaning he mastered on the Ten Thousand Dao Tree was the Cangwu true meaning.

The vitality is majestic, not only making his vitality very vigorous, but his true energy also has a strong repair effect.

"The Heavenly Dynasty is indeed full of experts," the Ice Map King couldn't help but sigh in his heart. "What we won before, I'm afraid, cannot be counted as true experts."

They were second-rank Heavenly Fortune Realm experts carefully selected by a country and cultivated with heavy resources. Coming to the Daoyuan Continent and fighting some ordinary second-rank people, they couldn't help but feel complacent.

Now having a match with Zhao Xing, he immediately recognized the reality.

"A Marquis of Divine Might is still like this; if it were a king-level expert, what kind of strength would that be?"

After returning to the hall, the Ice Map King knelt on one knee and said: "Prince, Your Highness, I am not as good as the Marquis of Divine Might, and I admit defeat with conviction."

Prince Jinke's face was a bit ugly because he had just seen the scene of the Ice Map King's body being tattered.

The second expert under his command was defeated just like that?

And actually admitted defeat with conviction?

"Hahaha." Ji Che was very happy, "What a battle of discussing the Dao, I am very happy. Someone, bring a pot of thousand-year purple jade nectar and reward it to Yang Bing."

"Thank you, Your Highness." The Ice Map King thanked respectfully.

Prince Jinke was a bit strange; why not reward the Marquis of Divine Might?

How did he know that the gifts Ji Che gave Zhao Xing during festivals, Zhao Xing had dozens of barrels of this stuff at home!

A pot? Can that be called a reward for Big Brother? Can't afford to lose that face! What's more, Big Brother is one of his own; helping to fight a match, what's there to talk about rewards?

Seeing that Zhao Xing was also accustomed to it, Jinke seemed to taste some meaning; this Marquis of Divine Might seems to be very remarkable.

But why haven't I heard of his prestige? In the ranking of the Dao field, he is not there either?

Zhao Xing was planning to take his seat, but the Kro King beside Prince Jinke suddenly spoke. His tone was a bit excited and a bit respectful: "Marquis of Divine Might, the subordinate requests the Marquis of Divine Might to give advice."

Zhao Xing looked at the Kro King and thought: "Kro King, I observed your previous battles. When opponents faced you, both spells and martial arts were deformed, and the power became much weaker. Are you good at soul secret techniques?"

Kro King, the data on the surface is a Five Elements Warlock. His spells are very clever, and he knows more than the Ice Map King.

His previous battles were all very easy to solve the opponent. No matter martial arts or spells, before the opponent touched him, the power had dropped significantly.

So Zhao Xing guessed that this Kro King was a soul warlock.

"The Marquis of Divine Might is indeed wise. That's right, my strongest move is a soul secret technique." Kro King became more and more interested; he really wanted to have a match with Zhao Xing.

"You are not my opponent," Zhao Xing said. Just kidding, what soul secret technique can compare to the Yan Shen Jue?

This clone of his, even if it only has one-tenth of the soul power, is not something the Kro King can fight.

"Prince, Your Highness, please allow me to have a match with the Marquis of Divine Might." Kro King's lips moved, his eyes extremely eager.

Among those of the same rank in their own country, they basically couldn't encounter opponents, and the Kro King was even more lonely and seeking defeat.

Now seeing that Zhao Xing was so strong, he simply wouldn't let go easily.

Prince Jinke was really depressed. Seeing that the Kro King was so excited, he whispered: "Don't be presumptuous!"

"Jinke, don't be such a killjoy," Ji Che smiled, "Why not let him try?"

Weren't you very proud before? Why are you afraid now?

That won't do; you must be shown the gap!

Ji Che gave Zhao Xing a look.

Zhao Xing was helpless in his heart, so he nodded: "Since Your Highness has said so, Kro, you can make a move here, use your most proficient soul moves."

Jinke's face changed: "This is the main hall, how can it be done? What if it hits Your Highness and the Princess?!"

Ji Yingluo spoke: "The princess of Great Zhou is not as delicate as you think. This palace believes that the Marquis of Divine Might can control the scope of the competition well. The Prince should just let his subordinate try."

Ji Che's face turned black; why was this guy worried about the princess?

Is that something you should worry about?!

Jinke observed the situation and had to helplessly nod at the Kro King.

"Marquis of Divine Might, please!"

Kro King got up, his pupils dilated, and soul power suddenly drilled out from his eyes.

Those were two soul spears, extremely solid, as if real and not false, black and soul-stirring.

And at the moment of attacking, the two soul spears actually merged into one.

"Swish~"

The light in the hall seemed to have darkened.

Zhao Xing stood still like a mountain, but his soul stepped forward, suddenly left his body, and pinched the black soul spear with one hand.

"Po~"

The soul spear trembled for a second and was directly crushed. At the moment it exploded outward, Zhao Xing rubbed his hands and directly compressed the explosion aftermath between his hands.

After a few breaths, the black spear disappeared completely.

Zhao Xing's soul carried a faint golden light, which immediately made the hall bright again.

Then he returned to the clone body again.

"Hoo~" Kro King's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes were dull, he gasped for air, and his body kept trembling.

"Kro!" Prince Jinke was shocked in his heart.

Kro, who had always been invincible in his heart, was actually in this state?

"He's fine. Drink the purple jade nectar, and he will recover after half a month of cultivation," Zhao Xing said.

Just now, he crushed the opponent's soul spear relatively slowly, which gave the Kro King time to control the backlash.

Otherwise, he wouldn't just be able to recover after half a month of cultivation.

"Thank you, Marquis of Divine Might, for showing mercy. Kro only knows today how big the universe is." Kro King bowed tremblingly, his eyes extremely shocked.

Seeing that his two strongest subordinates were both beaten into submission, Prince Jinke also lost his temper instantly.

When the opponent is strong to a certain extent, there is no thought of comparison.

"Hahaha, wonderful!" Ji Che laughed heartily, clapping his hands in praise, "Being able to have a match with a clone of the Marquis of Divine Might, he is worthy of being a warrior of the Moss Kingdom."

"What? Clone?!"

Hearing this, Jinke, Kro, Suo Suo, and Bing Tu were all stunned.

Ji Che smiled and said: "I will re-introduce to everyone. What is in front of you is the second person in the world today to cultivate the Ten Thousand Laws Clone, the Vice Dean of Shangluo Academy, the Marquis of Divine Might of Great Zhou."

Zhao Xing was helpless in his heart; little brother is killing people and punishing their hearts.

Sure enough, the people of the Moss Kingdom were shocked into silence.

"So, so you are that Zhao Xing," Prince Jinke suddenly remembered. A long time ago, he seemed to have heard this name.

It's just that Zhao Xing had been low-key for more than a hundred years, and they were far away in the Western Extreme Land, so they gradually forgot.

Speaking of the Ten Thousand Laws Clone, Prince Jinke finally matched it.

"A clone, beat the experts under my command into submission?"

"The strength of Great Zhou is truly terrifying." Prince Jinke felt his scalp tingle in his heart. He was shocked and seemed to realize the significance behind this battle.

He immediately got up and came to the middle of the hall and bowed: "A minister of a small country, I didn't know the name of the Marquis of Divine Might. I have offended you many times before. Please forgive me, Your Highness, please forgive me, Marquis of Divine Might."

Ji Che got up happily, lifted his lapels and walked down, and helped Prince Jinke and the five generals up.

"Prince, why do you say that? Please get up quickly."

"You are all ministers of Great Zhou and meritorious warriors. Father instructed me that since you have come from afar, I should fulfill the duty of a host and must make sure you have a good time."

"Come, come, come, please take your seats quickly!"

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Prince Jinke and the others bowed again in unison, and only after shouting did they take their seats.

Ji Che saw that Prince Jinke was looking straight ahead and no longer glancing toward Ji Yingluo, and the person had become much more upright, so he clapped his hands with satisfaction.

"Someone, bring up the palace music, invite the dancers!"

"Today I want to get drunk with everyone!"

Ji Wenchang wanted to say that only court musicians could play palace music, which was against the rules, but he opened his mouth and didn't say anything in the end, just closed his eyes.

If you don't see it, you won't be bothered!

Ji Yingluo was holding a wine glass, staring at Zhao Xing with a smile.

Zhao Xing observed this scene from the corner of his eye, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

It's broken. Little brother let me fight this match, won't there be other ideas?

You'd better not learn from Old Jing about killing multiple birds with one stone!

Seeing the banquet becoming lively, Ji Che began to arrange Liubo activities for entertainment.

Zhao Xing was coincidentally grouped with Ji Yingluo.

"Go, little brother, you really want me to be a brother-in-law," Zhao Xing knew that the Martial Emperor intended to match them.

What probability grouping... isn't it just a matter of hand?

Black curtain! Black curtain!

"Being a brother-in-law is not impossible, but this is a pervert who plays with bugs. Can you change one?" Zhao Xing complained in his heart.

Just as he was thinking about how to get along with this perverted princess Ji Yingluo, a palace servant suddenly walked in from outside the hall to report.

"Your Highness, Princess, Marquis of Divine Might."

"The duel between Liu Tianning, Dean of Shangluo Academy, and Ling Tianchen, Vice Dean of Profound Heaven Academy, is about to begin in a quarter of an hour."

"The location is at the Heavenly Number One Dao Field."

"The Eldest Princess invites you, the Princess, and the Marquis of Divine Might to go to the Upper City to watch the battle."