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Zhennan Wang, Xu Zhen, was an illustrious existence in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Not only was he one of the three kings of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he was also the only one of the three kings to have a prince with an army in his hands. In this world, there were no cultivators who would move mountains or fill the seas in pursuit of the stars or hold the moon. Therefore, officials like him were the most prominent and the most terrifying.2

He was a special existence in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Although he was a subject. However, he had two hundred thousand soldiers. Even the Emperor didn't dare to underestimate him. After all, even the royal family only had five hundred thousand soldiers. Furthermore, the Royal Armaments spread out in all directions and did not gather together. Therefore, the Emperor didn't dare to rashly make a move on him, or perhaps, he didn't dare to.

After all, the royal troops were scattered all over the country. Even if an army were to be assembled, it would only be twenty to thirty thousand soldiers at most. The two to three hundred thousand strong army was completely unable to do anything to the Southern Steadfast King, Xu Zhen. Therefore, the royal family may not necessarily be able to eliminate the Zhennan King. During these years, Zhennan Wang gradually grew. The royal family was also extremely fearful of him and regarded him as a major threat. But it was useless as the Southern Monarch's influence was complete. With more than two hundred thousand soldiers supporting him, it was enough for him to rebel.

As the heir to Zhennan, the Crown Prince of Zhennan was one of the top ten most prominent figures in the Great Zhou Dynasty. And for Fan Wuji to kill him, the difficulty could be imagined. Fan Wuji was well aware of this, which was why he had fled far away into the mountains and cultivated hard for ten years. Only when he had reached the level of a great master at the peak of the eighth level could he attempt revenge.

It wouldn't be too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

Fan Wuji had endured for ten years, and now he was finally going to reveal his fangs. He quickly pretended to be a wandering Taoist and entered the borders of Xuzhou by himself. In this land of the Xu Prefecture, there was a slight desolation. Although the economy was not flourishing, the people were valiant. Here, martial arts were highly respected. And the one hundred thousand soldiers of the Southern Guardian King were also famous for their bravery in battle.

A few days later, Fan Wuji arrived at the capital of Zhennan Wang. The capital was not as bustling as they had imagined. There were very few passers-by on the streets, giving off a sense of desolation.

Fan Wuji muttered to himself, "The capital is indeed as the rumors say. Zhennan Wang was also a good soldier. All these years he had been training and forging armors, not caring about the economy or the lives of the people. "Rumor has it that he wants to rebel. Even though he doesn't know whether this is true or false, he does have this possibility."

The next morning, the sky was bright. Fan Wuji was wearing a black robe as he walked to the outskirts of the capital. After yesterday's pointers and inquiries, he had a rough understanding of the daily routine of the son of Zhennan Wang, Xu Ye.

Zhennan Wang was a very militant person. He was very strict with his children. He had always ordered that everyone's children had to train outside the city in the morning. The Southern King was rather strict with his orders. Hence, his children, including the eldest son, Xu Ye, did not dare to miss out on martial arts practice.

Fan Wuji knew of this point, so he decided to practice martial arts in the morning. He quickly arrived at the outskirts of the city. And on the outskirts of the city, there were three thousand heavily armored soldiers standing guard all year round. Zhennan Wang was not an idiot. There was no way he could not be on guard against assassinations of his children in the suburbs. This was why there were these three thousand armored soldiers standing guard here all year round.

Fan Wuji snuck all the way. With his grandmaster's physical body and outstanding consciousness, he quickly sneaked into the training grounds. None of the soldiers in the training field noticed his arrival.

His movement technique was like a ghost.

What a joke! A grandmaster level martial artist could be considered Fan Wuji, and in the current world, there were only nine people. They were existences that stood at the pinnacle of the Fighter realm. If he couldn't even do it in stealth, could he still be considered a grandmaster?

Fan Wuji came closer, and observed the training grounds from afar. Then he took out a picture. This picture was old and covered with wrinkles. However, there was a young master painted on it. He looked exactly like the prince in the training field. It was just that he looked a bit older. Of course, this painting was painted ten years ago by a witness, so it was normal for the painting to deviate from its original design.

"Xu Ye. The Crown Prince of Zhennan. The person who killed my wife, Little Qiong, was indeed you. Exactly. I waited ten years. Ten years. Finally, the day has come. " Fan Wuji's eyes were red as he muttered to himself.

With a swoosh, Fan Wuji was like an arrow that had left the bowstring. He was like a bolt of lightning, breaking through the air and ringing incessantly. He swooped down and arrived in front of Xu Ye. With a "pa" sound, he slapped the Lord Xu's body.

Afterwards, Xu Ye was frozen in place as if he had been struck by a movement technique, unable to move at all. Xu Ye could not control his body and was shocked. However, an expression of loss of his composure flashed across his face. He was, after all, the Crown Prince of Zhennan.

When Xu Ye saw Fan Wuji's face, he was attracted by Fan Wuji's unique aura. His first impression of Fan Wuji was that this person was not ordinary. He knew things were not going well, but he did not reveal it.

At this moment, the expressions of everyone present changed drastically. It was unknown who shouted that there was an assassin. Then, squadrons of soldiers and armors rushed over in unison. Very soon, hundreds of heavy soldiers surrounded the entire training field, making it impossible for even a drop of water to trickle through.

Seeing that, Xu Ye immediately shouted: "Friend. Did we misunderstand something? Why did you tap my acupoint? Just let me go now and treat it as a joke. I can promise that if you let go of me, others won't make things difficult for you. You can escape unscathed. "

Fan Wuji laughed brightly, "Xu Ye! Crown Prince Xu. You have to find out. You're in my hands now. Your life is with me, if I am willing, I can send you to the King of Hell with my life intact. "

"Friend. Why are you doing this? You can kill me. However, you must understand that there are three thousand heavy soldiers in this training field. If I die, how can you live on alone? It was wisest to cherish your life. I think you're a sensible man, my friend. Don't be stupid and do something impulsive. " Xu Ye said, with his usual calm demeanor.

"Hahaha." Crown Prince Xu. You think too highly of yourself. You think too highly of these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. "Do you think a mere 3000 soft-footed soldiers can kill me?" Fan Wuji immediately laughed three times with a savage expression.

Hearing this, Xu Ye's expression could not help but turn cold. He was most afraid of these kind of people who refused to give in. After all, in his eyes, Fan Wuji was just a lowly commoner. He didn't dare to trade his life with Fan Wuji.

Xu Ye smiled awkwardly and said, "Friend. This is the first time we have met. Why do you have to kill me? I assume you're an assassin. As long as you let me go, I promise to give it to you tenfold. Everything can be discussed. "

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