Chapter 132 Male or Female

Mad! He is simply too mad!

Hearing these words, the officials could not help but clamor.

He actually dares to dream of fighting ten people at once?

The other party clearly does not hold their Tianyuan Dynasty in any regard!

"Presumptuous! A mere barbarian dares to speak such wild words. This Highness will tear your mouth apart right now!"

The Second Prince, Xiao Qi, was the first to jump out.

Previously, the First Prince, Xiao Yuan, had seized the initiative, and his Breakthrough to the Qi Refining Stage 5 was known to everyone.

Although he had caught up and also become a Qi Refining Stage 5 Cultivator, he still needed an opportunity to prove himself—to prove that he was not at all inferior to the First Prince, and perhaps even stronger!

And this so-called Third Prince of the Khitan Kingdom before him was a target delivered right to his doorstep to establish his prestige!

Looking at the thin Second Prince before him, Third Prince Yelü Hui gave a disdainful smile and shook his index finger in an extremely provocative manner.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance, but just you alone... won't do!"

"Whether I will do or not, we shall see after we spar!"

Xiao Qi leapt onto the arena, his eyes filled with Battle Intent.

He refused to believe that the Nine Heavens Mad Dragon Art, which only royal Disciples could cultivate, would lose to a barbarian from the borderlands!

Third Prince Yelü Hui naturally refused to be outdone and also assumed a fighting stance.

However.

After dozens of Moves, Xiao Qi inadvertently revealed a flaw.

Third Prince Yelü Hui seized the opportunity, abruptly closing the distance, and that punch containing violent Qi instantly shattered the opponent's protective golden body.

Xiao Qi flew backward several meters, vomiting blood repeatedly. He was too weak to stand, clearly having no strength left to fight.

His eyes were filled with disbelief; he never imagined he would actually lose.

The main reason was that the opponent's bizarre Move caught him off guard, and his physical fitness was terrifyingly strong. He was just like a rampaging bull, breaking all techniques with pure strength!

"Next!"

Third Prince Yelü Hui did not say much more. These three words alone expressed 'contempt' to the fullest.

On the side.

The First Prince's expression changed slightly, and his eyes became grave.

By his estimation, his combat power was on par with the Second Prince, Xiao Qi. Everyone learned the same royal Cultivation Technique and was taught by the same master, so it was difficult for them to break each other's Moves. Since Third Prince Yelü Hui could easily defeat Xiao Qi, his own situation was very dire.

But under the public gaze, with everyone watching, showing fear before the fight was absolutely out of the question.

First Prince Xiao Yuan gritted his teeth and chose to step up.

Even if he lost, he would lose on the arena!

"First Prince Xiao Yuan, here to request guidance!"

Third Prince Yelü Hui grinned and assumed his stance once again.

Having learned from the Second Prince's lesson, First Prince Xiao Yuan set aside his contempt, and every Move he made was extremely cautious.

The Nine Heavens Mad Dragon Art was indeed worthy of being a royal Cultivation Technique, with immense offensive power.

For the first hundred Moves, both sides traded blows, each having their own advantages and disadvantages, and neither could gain the upper hand.

But as time went on, sweat couldn't help but break out on First Prince Xiao Yuan's forehead.

The cliff-like drop in his Qi forced him to switch from offense to defense, yet even then, he frequently made mistakes and was nearly struck by the opponent multiple times.

He complained bitterly in his heart. He had never experienced such a bitter battle as today's; holding on until now was already an extraordinary performance.

After another hundred Moves of high-intensity confrontation, First Prince Xiao Yuan finally had no strength left to resist.

He could only watch helplessly as the opponent's ruthless whip kick struck his head, and the arms he had placed in front to defend were broken as a result.

Intense pain struck, causing him to pass out on the spot, losing the match.

Having defeated two people in a row, Third Prince Yelü Hui's smugness grew even higher, and he spoke out directly in mockery, without giving any face.

"The Tianyuan princes are nothing more than this, and the royal Cultivation Technique is nothing more than this!"

The officials changed color one after another, feeling great humiliation.

A barbarian from the past was actually spouting wild words in the imperial court; it was simply stepping on everyone's heads, mocking them as being nothing more than this.

"I'll just ask one thing... is there anyone else!"

Third Prince Yelü Hui's arrogant gaze swept over the crowd.

Suddenly, he spotted Xiao Qingzhu's stunning beauty and abruptly remembered that she seemed to be the woman who had been sitting inside the carriage back then.

Before he could think about why she was here, Third Prince Yelü Hui instinctively started searching for someone beside her.

A man who had severely humiliated him not long ago.

As expected.

He quickly discovered Mu An's presence, and his heart was instantly filled with burning rage.

How arrogant the other party had been before, relying on the guards by his side?

His manhood had almost been kicked into uselessness!

For a man, this was a massive humiliation!

Third Prince Yelü Hui wanted to see how that calm expression on the opponent's face would gradually turn into terror on an arena where one could only rely on their own strength!

"You! Come up! Do you dare to fight this Prince!"

Mu An, who was silently eating, swallowed a piece of honeydew melon, seemingly completely unaware that this so-called match would involve him.

Facing this direct naming, Xiao Qingzhu was the first to block in front of Mu An, her dark eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"Why does the Prince Consort need to deal with someone like you? I alone am enough!"

No matter what, Xiao Qi and Xiao Yuan were princes. As a member of the Tianyuan royal family, she naturally wanted to regain some face for the royal family.

Furthermore.

Third Prince Yelü Hui's Qi Refining Stage 5 strength was completely insufficient in front of her.

"Are you only capable of hiding behind a woman? If you are a man, come up and spar with me!"

Third Prince Yelü Hui was relentless, continuously using words to provoke him.

He had to take this opportunity to settle the score from before.

"Are you... male or female now?"

Mu An swept a glance at Third Prince Yelü Hui, his gaze moving downward, and then he dropped a sentence lightly.

Once these words were spoken, it was no less than killing and condemning the heart.

Third Prince Yelü Hui's face flushed red, and he was almost bursting with anger, instinctively clamping his legs together.

Although his injuries had nearly healed, he still inexplicably felt a phantom pain from being critically hit.

The officials, each more shrewd than the last, could naturally tell that there was already a conflict between the two.

If there were no surprises, that 'culprit' in the rumors circulating in the streets was very likely Mu An!

"Now there is a good show to watch!" This thought could not help but rise in everyone's minds.

Previously, Xiao Qingzhu had boasted about her Prince Consort as if he were god-like, claiming he was both a Sect Elder and had Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation. Although they were skeptical, they dared not openly question it, as questioning, regardless of success, was extremely inappropriate and could easily offend Princess Xiao Qingzhu, and even the Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator behind her.

But now, they finally had the opportunity to see for themselves and see if this Prince Consort, Mu An, was truly a fraud!

On the imperial throne, Emperor Xiao Changsheng did not utter a word, clearly tacitly approving of this battle.

According to the rules, the combatants must belong to the Tianyuan Empire. Mu An was Xiao Qingzhu's Prince Consort; although it had not yet been announced to the world, everyone knew that it was already an established fact. Stepping up to fight naturally complied with the rules, and no one dared to say anything more.

"I don't hit women."

Mu An felt it wasn't enough, and smiled slightly again.

At this, Third Prince Yelü Hui completely broke down and flew into a rage.

"Come here! You come here! This Prince swears that today I will definitely beat you into a meatball!"

Regarding the opponent's request to be beaten, Mu An naturally would not refuse, and he rose from his seat unhurriedly.

Xiao Qingzhu was also a woman with extremely strong observation skills.

She knew that Mu An had made up his mind, so she did not obstruct him, only helping him slightly straighten his collar and silently giving him a word of advice.

"Stay safe!"

"Mm, help me pick up some food first; I'll be right back." Mu An nodded with a smile, completely disregarding Third Prince Yelü Hui, who had just defeated two princes in a row.