Chapter 124 Dragon
When Che Ji heard Nie Jinyong's words, his expression changed instantly.

No longer speaking for Zhou Qingshan, he quietly retreated behind the crowd to avoid being affected.

Prince Shenlong is the great-grandson of the Holy King.

The status of a prince comes with the right to inherit the throne and a huge amount of resources. If you are a direct descendant of the Holy King, you will automatically get the status of a prince. If the rest of the Zhao family descendants want to get the status of a prince, they need to show their talent and contributions.

Young Master Shenlong was able to obtain the status of a young master because of his extraordinary talent and strong will. He passed the test of the "Contemporary Sword Master" of the Tianjian Sect and became his disciple. He forged top-grade spiritual weapons and reached the second level. His strength is among the top three in Black Cloud City.

Even among the 100,000 descendants of the Zhao royal family and more than 300 princes, he was among the best and was known as the Nine Sons of Zhao.

If the king dies, and the prince passes away, Prince Shenlong will have the help of City Lord Xu, and there is a high probability that he will ascend to the throne.

This is also the reason why Che Ji can get his father's approval and gain the envy and jealousy of his eldest brother by currying favor with Prince Shenlong.

Nie Jinyong is the commander of the outer court of the young master's mansion and also the face of the mansion.

In fact, his position is equivalent to the "steward" under Uncle Zhao of Shengfeng, who is responsible for paving the way for Prince Shenlong's travels and handling miscellaneous matters. Those personal guards do not know how to do the job.

Although Nie Jinyong was not a personal guard or confidant, he was a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister. In the prince's mansion, even the most ordinary servants would be flattered and bribed by the spiritual soldier family under the power of the prince. Their status was as high as that of the eunuchs around the ancient emperor.

Zhou Qingshan offended Nie Jinyong and did not know how to endure it. In Che Ji's eyes, he was simply seeking death.

Of course, this may not be a bad thing for the car season.

He only cares about the spice formula, and perhaps discussing this with Zhou Qingshan in prison can make him more sober.

……

Wei Hongzhu's martial arts skills were limited to blood coagulation, and she had never seen blood. She had never seen such a scene before. Facing the swords and weapons, she was so frightened that her face turned pale, her limbs became weak, and she could not move.

The power of these dozens of armored and armed warriors is far more terrifying than being stared at by ten tigers.

Mo Yanqiu noticed something strange about Wei Hongzhu, so he stepped forward and pulled her behind him to block his view.

Under Mo Yanqiu's protection, Wei Hongzhu felt that the invisible pressure was relieved a lot, and her heartbeat gradually calmed down, but the fear in her heart was still difficult to completely dissipate.

"call--"

After hearing Nie Jinyong's ridiculous reason, Zhou Qingshan slowly loosened his clenched fists.

Nie Jinyong looked at Zhou Qingshan coldly, with a hint of cold light in his eyes. Following his order, two armored soldiers immediately stepped forward and tried to capture Zhou Qingshan. Their hands had not yet touched Zhou Qingshan's shoulders.

Bang!Bang!
Two loud noises suddenly rang out, and then the two soldiers were hit by an invisible force. Their bodies flew backwards and crashed heavily into a nearby shop, stirring up a cloud of dust.

hum.

With a low humming sound, a huge gun as black as ink appeared out of nowhere and quietly lay in front of Zhou Qingshan.

Mo Yanqiu's action not only shocked everyone present, but also made Nie Jinyong's face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it.

All the armored men under his command were experienced warriors, but they were like nothing in Mo Yanqiu's hands and were easily knocked away.

Nie Jinyong himself was unable to even capture the moment of the attack. What shocked him even more was that Mo Yanqiu was so powerful despite his young age.

"warrior?"

Nie Jinyong narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Mo Yanqiu. He snorted coldly, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

It's really hard to sleep and eat...

He knew clearly in his heart that if he allowed such a martial arts genius to grow up, once he could forge spiritual weapons and become a first-class weapon master, then Nie Jinyong's situation would be precarious, and he might even lose his life.

He secretly made up his mind that he must completely eradicate Zhou Qingshan and Mo Yanqiu before they could become powerful.

"They arrested him in the street? Even a warrior cannot defy the laws of Black Cloud City." Nie Jinyong sneered.

"Been taught a lesson."

Zhou Qingshan raised his eyes and spoke in a calm voice. His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, as if he turned a blind eye to Nie Jinyong's threat.

"Your eyes make me uncomfortable. Do you mind if I teach you a little lesson?"

"How brave!"

Nie Jinyong laughed in anger and shouted angrily, his eyes flashing with undisguised murderous intent, and he was obviously completely enraged by Zhou Qingshan's attitude.

"In that case, boy, let me see how capable you are..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Zhou Qingshan's figure was like an arrow shot from a bow, swift and direct, with whistling fists, rushing straight towards Nie Jinyong's face.

boom! ! !
Nie Jinyong's pupils suddenly contracted. He didn't expect Zhou Qingshan to be so courageous and take the initiative to attack. He was caught off guard and couldn't dodge in time. He barely crossed his hands in front of him and took Zhou Qingshan's punch.

click-

There was a crisp sound from his arm bones, and Nie Jinyong felt his body being hit by an irresistible and terrifying force.

The whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily on the ground several feet away, stirring up a cloud of dust. Cracks quickly spread on the armor gauntlet on Nie Jinyong's arm, and the bones were cracked under Zhou Qingshan's punch.

The dull sound of impact and the scattered energy made the surrounding air tremble.

"How can it be?!"

"He's a samurai too?!"

"Where did the monster come from?"

Everyone present gasped; they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Nie Jinyong, the commander in the Young Master's Mansion, was actually seriously injured by Zhou Qingshan's punch.

They originally thought that Zhou Qingshan had an ordinary aura and did not look like a warrior, but they did not expect that he actually had such powerful martial arts hidden, even though this punch was a sneak attack.

But even if the strong men and warriors joined forces, they could only repel Nie Jinyong at most. This strength was obviously far beyond that of a strong warrior.

Zhou Qingshan stood in place, his breathing still steady, as if the punch just now did not consume much of his strength.

His eyes were cold as he stared quietly at Nie Jinyong who was lying on the ground.

Da da.

The heavy footsteps seemed to step on everyone's heart. A strong sense of oppression spread out, making everyone present feel suffocated.

The grayish-white energy was like a substance, entwining within three feet of Zhou Qingshan's body. His hair was dancing wildly without wind. This horrifying scene made Zhou Qingshan look like an insurmountable mountain.

"Cousin? You...you, your strength..."

Wei Hongzhu's eyes opened wide, her gaze fixed on Zhou Qingshan, full of disbelief.

Although she had never met Zhou Qingshan in her childhood, her name was already well known. She thought her cousin Zhou Qingshan was weaker than her, and the family depended entirely on her sister-in-law, one inside and one outside, one civil and one military.

However, Zhou Qingshan, who was standing in front of her at this moment, was so powerful that he could knock out a martial arts master like Nie Jinyong with one punch. He was completely different from the image of the cousin she had known during this period of time, and completely overturned her cognition.

……

"This...this...samurai?"

When Che Ji saw this, his pupils shrank and he was horrified.

The people around him didn't know, but he knew it very well. He had seen with his own eyes Zhou Qingshan's physical condition a year ago. He was only slightly better than ordinary people. He also found out that the second son of the Zhou family did have a chronic illness when he was young and was weak.

But a year later, he could actually knock a samurai down with one punch? Are you kidding me?
The strength of a warrior is not calculated by realm. If you defeat a warrior head-on in actual combat, in the eyes of others, even if your real level of cultivation is just at the stage of training the skin and tempering the flesh, you are still a true warrior!
A seventeen-year-old samurai?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Then there is only one possibility.

Zhou Qingshan is a man of extraordinary talent. By condensing his source blood and activating his potential, he can awaken the blood deep within his body. The most common blood talent is "divine power", and he possesses rich source blood and domineering strength far beyond that of a warrior.

Such people, with the help of the secret medicine of the army, can become "copper skin and iron bones". Then they can put on armor and hold sharp weapons, kill generals and seize flags, and be the first to break the city. They are the bravest generals in the army.

Che Ji stayed in the young master's mansion and didn't care about worldly affairs. The news that the Zhou family had a military commander had just reached Black Cloud City, but he didn't know about it yet, otherwise he would have been shocked beyond words.

……

When Mo Yanqiu saw her husband taking action, she thought about it and her whole body was covered with dragon scale armor.

She knew that today's situation could not be resolved peacefully and could only be solved by force.

"Dragon scale armor? Black dragon army?"

The armored men around witnessed this scene and took a few steps back with shock on their faces.

"Commander, are you okay?" The other two armored soldiers quickly stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Ahem... This is a terrifying power that far exceeds that of a warrior? ! Are you a person with divine power?!" Nie Jinyong struggled to get up from the ground, his face was pale, his right arm hung weakly, and his body was shaking slightly.

He was a senior warrior, although his internal organs were not perfect. But with his armor and weapons, he was confident that he could easily defeat two casual warriors at the same level.

However, facing Zhou Qingshan's sudden punch, he felt that his bones were almost broken.

Nie Jinyong's gaze turned to Mo Yanqiu who had transformed into a pitch-black warrior. Even in the Black Dragon Army, only those commanders who had made outstanding military achievements could be rewarded with the Dragon Scale Black Armor. This Dragon Scale Black Armor was actually the exclusive defensive armor for the commander of the army.

"Who is this person?"

Nie Jinyong was in a state of confusion. He knew that he was in a difficult situation and the matter had to be resolved decisively.

"Quick, call someone! Quick, call someone!"

……

……

Yuan Mansion.

Located in the center of Tianlu Street, it is the most magnificent mansion on the street.

It cleverly surrounds the entire second-level spiritual vein, and a layer of light mist is always present on the ground, like a veil.

The buildings in the palace are arranged in an orderly manner, with towering attics, intricately carved eaves and flying corner towers looming in the clouds, like a fairyland on earth.

At this time, Yuan Zhaokui, the head of the Yuan family, Wei Shijiang and Xi Jinzhong were in an attic in the backyard. They were sitting on the floor, and the table was filled with spiritual food.

"Yuan Hong greets Uncle Wei and Uncle Xi." A burly man behind Yuan Zhaokui bowed.

Yuan Zhaokui has white hair and although he is over a hundred years old, he is still strong and has a sharp gaze:

"Shijiang Jinzhong, today we have gathered all of you old subordinates. This is another chance for us to fight side by side. Ahem... after this city lord banquet, you will be assigned to work under my son Yuan Hong. On the battlefield, you seniors should help Hong'er more."

"Yes, old general." Wei Shijiang and Xi Jinzhong exchanged glances and bowed respectfully in response.

"What do you mean old?! I'm not that old yet!"

Suddenly, Yuan Zhaokui seemed to be a little displeased by what the two said. He suddenly picked up the spiritual fruit on the table and threw it at the two of them.

Xi Jinzhong stood there obediently, and Wei Shijiang turned his head to avoid it.

“You dare to hide, kid! Ahem…” Yuan Zhaokui said as he stood up, as if he was going to step forward and teach him a lesson himself.

"Father, your injury has not healed yet." Yuan Hong hurried forward to support him.

"This injury is just a trivial matter in my eyes. It's not worth mentioning. Ahem." Yuan Zhaokui waved his hands stubbornly and broke free from his son's support, but the slight tremor of his body revealed the severity of his injury.

"General, are you okay?" Seeing this, Wei Shijiang walked to Yuan Zhaokui and called him with concern.

Yuan Zhaokui raised his hand and punched him lightly in the chest, pretending to be relaxed and said, "It's okay. It's just a minor injury. It will heal after a few months of rest."

"The Rabbit Tribe's Jeton Bodhisattva and the long-eared remnants have slaughtered everyone in the city, completely angering the city lord and the generals. This battle is inevitable, so you should be careful..."

Yuan Zhaokui started chatting about business with a few people.

Soon, a guard came to report.

"Master, Young Master Shenlong is here and has been arranged to wait in the main hall."

……

Yuan Zhaokui did not dare to delay. He stood up and walked into the hall with his son Yuan Hong, Wei Shijiang and Xi Jinzhong. A warm smile hung on his majestic face.

He raised his head and looked towards the main seat in the hall.

One woman was particularly eye-catching. Her skin was as white as cream, her features were delicate, her eyebrows were sharp and her eyes were bright. She was dressed in a black suit with golden threads and a shining golden crown on her head, which made her look even more noble and impressive, making people dare not look directly at her.

Yuan Zhaokui took the treasure box handed over by his subordinate, walked slowly to the woman, and said with a smile: "Sir, this is a magic pill that can keep your face young for a hundred years."

When Master Shenlong heard what Yuan Zhaokui said, a hint of surprise flashed in his phoenix eyes, and he nodded slightly: "General Yuan is thoughtful."

The dragon eagle guard next to him quickly stepped forward, respectfully took the treasure box, and stepped aside.

"You are too kind, sir."

Yuan Zhaokui laughed and waved his hand, indicating that this was what he should do. "If it weren't for you leading the soldiers to rescue me, I would have been beheaded long ago."

"Humph!" Upon hearing this, Young Master Shenlong raised his eyebrows, snorted lightly, and was filled with murderous intent:
"The remnants of the alien race are so audacious that they are courting their own destruction. The Holy King Angel has conveyed the divine mandate of heaven. The Lord of the City has been ordered to recruit soldiers today to attack the Rabbit Tribe to restore the majesty of heaven."

"It should have been done long ago." Yuan Zhaokui echoed in a deep voice, "Anyone who invades our human territory must be killed."

Upon hearing this, Young Master Shenlong nodded slightly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes, "General Yuan is loyal and steadfast, which is admirable. With a loyal man like you by my side, why should we worry about the extinction of the Rabbit Clan?"

Yuan Zhaokui clasped his fists and saluted, "I will do my best to live up to the trust of you and the city lord."

"This is my son Yuan Hong."

Afterwards, Yuan Zhaokui turned sideways and introduced everyone to Young Master Shenlong. "These are my old subordinates Wei Shijiang and Xi Jinzhong. They used to be elite warriors of the Black Dragon Army. They have been on the battlefield for many years and have fought against the alien races in Black Cloud City for many years. They are experienced and brave. They will serve under you in the future."

"Greetings, young master." The three of them bowed in unison in loud voices.

Young Master Shenlong glanced at them one by one, nodded slightly, and waved his hand, "Everyone, I look forward to fighting alongside you, expanding our territory, and achieving unprecedented achievements."

"Please drink it up."

The four of them just sat down, picked up their glasses, and prepared to drink together.

Da da da.

Suddenly, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside, and a murderous aura rose into the sky.

The fighting spirit of a soldier?

Several people suddenly paused and looked outside the hall.

Young Master Shenlong frowned slightly and put down his wine glass, obviously displeased by the sudden interruption.

"Where is General Long Lie?"

A Dragon Eagle Guard suddenly appeared beside Young Master Shenlong and reported, "Young Master, Commander Nie encountered a warrior madman outside and was unfortunately seriously injured. After hearing the news, General Long Lie personally led the soldiers to suppress the attack."

The voice just fell.

boom--! !

A violent gust of air suddenly rushed into the hall accompanied by a loud noise.

Young Master Shenlong's expression changed slightly, and his phoenix eyes focused:
"General Long Lie used his soldiers to fight, but after such a fierce battle, he still couldn't take down that lunatic?!"

(End of this chapter)