EFB Chapter 119 Palace Competition
Chapter 119 Palace Competition
Lu Yuan paid no attention to what was happening outside and swallowed the rare and precious herbs into his mouth.
The next moment, an astonishing energy spread out around his body.
"clank!"
At this moment, all the acupoints in his body were tempered once again.
A metallic clang rang out.
All 365 acupoints were vibrating.
Then it radiates divine brilliance.
He seemed to be completely enveloped in light.
The endless ocean in his dantian had now turned golden, revealing a brilliant luster.
Lu Yuan clearly felt that his every move carried immense power.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth fell from above as if it were free.
The moment it fell, it even emitted a series of buzzing sounds.
The Ren and Du meridians were opened in an instant.
Then, the system panel appeared in my mind.
[Fourth-grade martial arts technique, "Primordial Qi Gong," Innate level (103/1000 Minor Success)]
At this moment, Lu Yuan finally reached the Innate Realm.
His body was like steel, having been tempered once again from the inside out.
Their strength is much greater than before.
If he were to face that commander of ten thousand from the Western Rong at this moment, he could probably kill him with a single punch.
Looking outside, I realized it was already late at night.
Lu Yuan touched his abdomen.
I feel a little hungry.
When they stepped out of the courtyard, they found the servant in gray still standing outside.
Upon seeing Lu Yuan, he respectfully said, "Greetings, Your Excellency."
The other person nodded and said softly, "Get me something to eat, I'm a little hungry."
"Yes, sir!" The servant immediately withdrew.
Lu Yuan returned to the house, and a moment later someone came in.
Chen Er led several people in, bringing in several food boxes and placing various delicacies on the table.
In an instant, a rich aroma filled the room.
After everyone left, Lu Yuan didn't stand on ceremony and sat down to start swallowing his food in large gulps.
It has to be said that the Imperial Guards are treated very well. This meal alone is no less than what Zhou Hongling prepared for herself.
No wonder many border troops envied the Imperial Guards; now that they see this treatment, they understand.
Then, Lu Yuan picked up the wine and took a sip.
The look of surprise on his face deepened even more.
This must be some kind of magical wine; he'd never tasted it before, but he knew it was expensive.
It's something that most people would never be able to drink.
Such things are not something ordinary people can obtain.
At this moment, Lu Yuan didn't stand on ceremony at all and immediately picked up the glass and drank it in big gulps.
In an instant, he felt incredibly comfortable, and even his cultivation level began to stabilize.
At this moment, he was even more looking forward to the martial arts competition.
He didn't rest for the rest of the time; after eating something, he waited for dawn.
Nothing happened that night. Although he didn't sleep, Lu Yuan was still very energetic.
After breaking through to the Innate Realm, although rest is still necessary, it is not as important as it used to be.
Moreover, because he has just broken through, his strength has increased significantly.
Therefore, they have no idea of being tired.
As dawn broke, Chen Er's voice rang out from outside.
"My lord, the Ministry of War has arrived, and they are already assembling outside."
Lu Yuan's eyes flashed, and he got up and walked outside.
As soon as I stepped out of the courtyard, I saw Chen Er standing carefully to one side, while a crowd had already gathered outside.
The Ministry of War official who brought him yesterday stood in front, counting the number of people.
Once everyone had arrived, Lu Yuan joined the group.
He saw Li Cheng and Wang Xiao, who had come to see him yesterday.
The former chatted and laughed in the group, showing great ease in handling interpersonal relationships.
When the officials from the Ministry of War saw that the group had arrived, they led the way, and the group headed towards the palace.
Along the way, people naturally told them the rules.
Although he was prepared, Lu Yuan was still shocked by everything he saw when he entered the palace.
The concentration of spiritual energy in the palace is almost dozens of times that of the outer city.
Lu Yuan could sense from any of the imperial guards stationed inside the palace that they possessed true essence, or even qi.
When they were led into a training ground.
It was a very spacious area, with a huge arena set up on it.
Directly in front was a large hall, which was probably used by Emperor Yong to inspect the army.
After Lu Yuan and his group arrived, the Western Rong people from the opposite side also arrived.
They were all robust and sturdy.
His eyes revealed arrogance.
Inside the main hall, Emperor Yong sat in the seat of honor, with a rolling beaded curtain in front of him and a faint golden mist swirling around him.
His appearance was so unrecognizable that it was impossible to tell what he looked like.
Below, on the left are the officials of the Dayong Dynasty, and on the right are the officials of the Western Rong.
At this moment, the envoy from the Western Rong stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Western Rong have long admired the strength of the Great Yong, which is why we have brought our young warriors from afar to come and exchange skills. Please do not disappoint us."
This man is named Mengdun, a prince of the Western Rong, whose strength is unfathomable.
Although his manners were impeccable, his speech was somewhat stiff.
There was also a hint of showing off.
"Our Great Yong has always been hospitable. Since the warriors of the Western Rong are so belligerent, they are free to compete with the men of Great Yong." As he spoke, he gestured to the ministers beside him that they could begin.
"Knock knock knock!"
The next moment, the war drums sounded.
Everyone inside the hall looked towards the arena outside.
From this vantage point, they could clearly see what was happening inside, including the Seventh Prince, as well as several other princes and princesses.
They all turned their gaze toward the arena.
After all, this is also a good opportunity for them to identify talented individuals.
It can be said that those who appear here are not only strong in their own right, but also have first-rate family backgrounds. If they can be brought under one's wing, they will definitely be a great help.
Below, Lu Yuan and the others each received a badge.
Lu Yuan is number thirty-nine, and the person opposite him from the Western Rong with the same number is his opponent this time.
After each round, the cards are redistributed.
The one who stands at the end will be the winner.
There were about a hundred people on each side.
Lu Yuan, however, didn't care at all.
As the sound of the war drums faded, the martial arts competition officially began.
The first one to go up was a twenty-one or twenty-two-year-old man from the Dayong side, whose cultivation was at the Innate Realm.
He was tall and strong, but not at all bulky.
He was dressed in a black outfit.
He had just come on the field.
A murmur of discussion arose from below.
"This must be Gao Kun, the youngest son of the Left Martial Guard General. There's going to be a good show. Not only is he a notorious troublemaker, but his talent is also undeniable. It's said that he's been suppressing his cultivation level all along."
I was just waiting to reach the pinnacle before breaking through, I never expected to be the first one to go into battle.
"Then this round should be in the bag," the people next to them whispered.
......
Lu Yuan stared intently at the arena, his eyes never leaving it.
He also wanted to see how the strength of these young powerhouses in the Imperial Guard compared to his own.
After the three drumbeats ended, the competition began.
Kao Kun was skilled with a coiled dragon staff, which he wielded with great skill and skill.
The opposing Western Rong expert wielded a spiked club, and neither of them were weak.
Kao Kun's body was surrounded by the shadows of the sticks.
He was like a Vajra.
However, the Western Rong warriors seemed to have a greater advantage in strength and were also more ferocious.
After exchanging over a hundred blows, the two finally met.
"Clang!" The stick in Kao Kun's hand was knocked away.
He was struck in the chest by a spiked club, coughing up blood as he flew off the stage.
A gasp of surprise rang out.
The warrior from the Western Rong walked down, a look of disdain on his face.
This scene was something none of the young Imperial Guard generals present had anticipated.
After all, Kao Kun was not weak among them, but he was defeated just like that.
It's almost unbelievable.
Lu Yuan, however, remained expressionless.
He simply continued to watch the arena, where all the fighters were strangers to him; he didn't recognize any of them.
As one by one they stepped onto the arena to compete, when it was almost Lu Yuan's turn, the faces of the Imperial Guards were all very grim.
Because the Western Rong suffered thirteen defeats, while the Dayong suffered twenty-five defeats.
Before the first round was even over, more than twenty people from Dayong had already been eliminated.
Putting aside the fact that the Western Rong have the advantage, the most important thing is that in the next round, the pressure on Dayong will be enormous.
They even had to use one person to fight two or three Western Rong soldiers in a rotating battle.
Winning under such circumstances is quite difficult.
It should be noted that both sides fielded 100 people each, and the winner was determined by the number of people remaining at the end.
When Lu Yuan stepped onto the arena, his opponent was also at the Innate Realm, with a similar physique to Lu Yuan, but much wider, with bulging muscles all over his body.
He was carrying an octagonal long-handled warhammer.
Its dark body gleamed, and upon seeing Lu Yuan, a ferocious grin appeared on its lips.
Below, Li Cheng and Wang Xiao had both finished their battles and successfully cleared the level.
The former said softly, "This Lu Yuan came from the border army. That Western Rong warrior on the other side doesn't seem simple. Do you think there's any hope?"
"It's hard to say," Wang Xiao said coldly.
However, his gaze never left the arena.
Li Cheng shook his head helplessly.
At that very moment, the Western Rong warriors on the arena made their move.
He dragged his warhammer and charged toward Lu Yuan.
A powerful and immense aura emanated from the air.
Lu Yuan stood motionless, holding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.
He waited until the Western Rong warrior got close before drawing his sword.
Clang!
The warhammer was struck and flew out of Lu Yuan's hand; the back of Lu Yuan's blade had already slammed into the shoulder of the Western Rong warrior.
The other person's body suddenly sank.
"thump!"
Then he knelt down on the ground.
His face turned extremely pale.
"Bang!"
With a kick, the Western Rong warrior flew out and fell off the stage.
"good!"
At this moment, the people of Dayong couldn't help but cheer.
It's just too clean and efficient.
At this moment, Emperor Yong, shrouded in golden mist, couldn't help but sit up straight.
The Da Yong had performed terribly in the previous battles. Although he did not show any expression on his face, he was not truly calm inside, after all, it concerned the reputation of the Da Yong.
Now, seeing someone who's performing well has piqued my interest.
Below the arena, Li Cheng looked on incredulously: "Are all the border army captains this strong now?"
Wang Xiao glanced at him: "This is just the beginning, keep watching."
Now, seeing someone who's performing well has piqued my interest.
Below the arena, Li Cheng looked on incredulously: "Are all the border army captains this strong now?"
Wang Xiao glanced at him: "This is just the beginning, keep watching."
Even after Lu Yuan stepped off the arena, the battles continued.
Both sides are doing their utmost to suppress each other.
Two top experts have emerged from the Western Rong region. One of them is Meng Tuo, a royal expert, who defeated a master from the Dayong region in a single move with a three-pronged fork.
Another was a disciple of Lingjiu Temple. Although he was small in stature, he also defeated his enemy in one move.
Similar to Lu Yuan.
In the Great Yong Dynasty, there were only two people who could achieve this: Yang Zhao, the son of the Vice Minister of War, and Lu Yuan.
However, the overall strength of the Western Rong seems to be stronger than that of the Dayong.
After this round, the opposing team still has sixty-one players left.
Only thirty-nine people remained in Dayong.
They were clearly at a disadvantage.
By this time, it was almost dark.
In the main hall, the Vice Minister of Rites stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, we have been fighting fiercely all day. Shall we continue tomorrow?"
Before Emperor Yong could speak, the Western Rong envoy stepped forward and said, "Heh heh, if it were on the battlefield, would we be able to rest? Our Western Rong warriors have never known what fatigue is. It's the Imperial Guards of the Great Yong that are so precious."
Currently on the battlefield, the Western Rong have a slight advantage, and the balance of power between the two sides is also relatively even.
The Western Rong were stronger than the Dayong, so they were not afraid at all.
His voice was full of sarcasm.
Emperor Yong said in a deep voice, "Continue. Since we're going to compete, let's determine a winner!"
His voice became muffled.
The Vice Minister of Rites below immediately replied, "Yes, sir!"
Then, a large number of bright pearls were brought up, making the entire arena as bright as day.
The battle continued.
In the ensuing battles, Dayong was generally at a disadvantage.
After repeated eliminations and battles, and after a night, only Lu Yuan and Yang Zhao remained from the Imperial Guards who were ready to fight.
There were actually more than twenty people on the other side.
At this time, many people began to pay attention to Lu Yuan. After all, Li Cheng was quick to speak, and many people already knew yesterday that Lu Yuan came from the border army.
No one expected that a border garrison captain would have such strength.
At this moment, even the Seventh Prince in the main hall looked solemn. He had not expected that Lu Yuan's talent was so strong.
If I had known this earlier, I should have tried to resolve the conflict between Lu Yuan and Zhang Zhe.
"That was too hasty."
He thought to himself, but at this moment he only felt that his initial decision had been somewhat hasty.
He did not regret choosing the Prince of Polu's mansion.
At this moment, another round of competition began.
There were only two people, Yang Zhao and Lu Yuan. After glancing at the Western Rong warriors opposite him, the former jumped straight onto the arena.
According to Lu Yuan's estimation, Yang Zhao should be making breakthroughs in every realm, and the cultivation technique he is practicing is probably a fifth-grade technique, but it should not have reached its perfect state.
Therefore, he might be much stronger than other Western Rong warriors, but he would probably struggle against that royal disciple and the monks of Lingjiu Temple.
Sure enough, just as Yang Zhao defeated two opponents in a row...
The royal disciple from the Western Rong made his move, wielding a five-pronged sky-supporting trident, and completely suppressed the already somewhat exhausted Yang Zhao within a hundred rounds.
Around the time of one hundred and fifty moves.
Yang Zhao was defeated and fell off the stage, his face pale.
At this time, the Western Rong side still had nineteen people, while the Dayong side only had Lu Yuan left.
Inside the main hall, the Western Rong envoy looked at Emperor Yong and asked, "Your Majesty, Emperor of Great Yong, shall we continue?"
"Why not continue?" Emperor Yong said calmly.
Although it seems impossible to win, this battle can be lost, but we must never admit defeat.
This was also Emperor Yong's way of expressing his attitude towards the two dynasties.
While they were talking, Lu Yuan had already dragged his Green Dragon Crescent Blade onto the arena.