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Chapter 2702 Are there any other options?

Speaking of this, Peng Ling's eyes were filled with anticipation.

If Peng Kuan loses to Peng Yu in the ring, then Peng Kuan will not be qualified to compete for the throne again.

If that doesn't work, just cut off Peng Kuan's wings.

As long as the power of Peng Kuan's men is weakened, he has thousands of ways to take down Peng Kuan.

As long as Peng Kuan is removed as his opponent, none of the remaining princes can be beaten by him.

By then, besides him, who else could have the position of Emperor?

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"Brother Yang, why didn't you say a word today?"

The carriage was driving on the streets late at night. In the carriage, Chen Muyu sat cross-legged, calm and relaxed.

Peng Yu asked Chen Muyu curiously.

Chen Muyu smiled and said, "I am accompanying Brother Peng here today just to protect Brother Peng's safety. As for other matters, how can I dare to speak nonsense?"

"Brother Yang is serious."

Peng Yu shook his head, "Do you think I should join forces with Peng Ling?"

Chen Muyu paused, "Do you have any other choices?"

Peng Yu smiled bitterly. Indeed, he seemed to have no other option.

The second child wanted to mess with him, and he wanted to bring down the second child, so he had no choice but to join forces with the third child.

Peng Yu took a deep breath, "I know that the third child, who said he was helping me, actually wanted to push me out and be the vanguard to confront the second child. He ended up hiding behind and taking advantage."

"Oh, even if my father takes the blame, he can still take it out, and he will stand up..."

Peng Yu shook his head repeatedly. He knew what Peng Ling was thinking, but he had no other choice but to borrow Peng Ling's power. Although he was unwilling to do so, he could only serve as a spearman for Peng Ling.

"This person's mind is too convoluted and deep. I don't like it." Chen Muyu said.

Peng Yu smiled bitterly, "What's the use if you don't like it?"

Such people are often the most cheerful.

This big Peng is in court, but he doesn't know how many people are following his tricks.

"But that's okay."

Peng Yu seemed to have thought about it, "Since he wants to help, let him help. Anyway, my foundation in the royal capital is not deep. When the time comes, it will be unrealistic for me to contribute. He wants me to block the stage." Before, then, he can only be the one to contribute.”

Chen Muyu asked, "Is there any secret in this Immortal Movement Conference?"

"What method can I use?"

Peng Yu shook his head, "It's nothing more than a once-a-hundred-year meeting to select talents. Competition is only one part of it. Strength is important, but the most important thing for the empire to select talents is character..."

"There will be competitions at the conference, but generally it won't be too much. There will be no life-and-death battles at the Emperor's feet."

"This time, if Peng Ling can pull Peng Kuan down and let him die personally, I actually don't mind having a fair fight with him to resolve the personal grudges between us."

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Chen Muyu waited quietly for him to finish, "Although you are both four-stars, it is said that the second prince has entered the four-star realm for a long time, and you have just entered the four-star realm. Maybe there is still some gap in terms of combat power."

"Not afraid."

Peng Yu shook his head, "The skills I practice are special. Although I can't fight across levels, I have the confidence that Peng Kuan can't defeat me..."

"If he wants to kill me, I will naturally not hold back. When the time comes, I will try my best to destroy him."

When he said this, Peng Yu's eyes were full of killing intent, endless killing intent.

Chen Muyu didn't say much, but Peng Yu's temperament showed all his emotions and anger on his face, so he still had to calm down.

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Royal Court, East Palace.

Peng Kuan was sitting on the couch, playing with a small emerald green sword in his hand.

Next to him, a man dressed as a guard lowered his head and reported something to him.

Peng Kuan remained calm until the guard finished speaking, then a sneer appeared on his face.

"The third child can't wait, and so is the sixth child. He hangs out with the third child, and with his little skills, he won't be used as a gunman by the third child and wiped out?"

There was no emotion or anger in Peng Kuan's voice.

The guard said, "Your Highness, they plan to use this opportunity of the Immortal Judgment Conference to bring down Your Highness. By then, at the Immortal Judgment Conference, they will consume the power of His Highness' men, so we have to be vigilant..."

What happened at the Third Prince's Mansion that night had already reached Peng Kuan's ears in great detail only a short time later.

Obviously, this second prince Peng Kuan is not as simple as he appears.

Among the important officials in the court invited by the third prince, there must be people from Peng Kuan.

Otherwise, how could such a confidential matter be known to him so quickly.

"Lao San, Lao San, you really tried your best to bring me down."

Peng Kuan sneered contemptuously, "It's a pity that a bastard will always be a bastard. You have already lost from the beginning."

Peng Kuan seemed to have always been contemptuous of Peng Ling and looked down upon him at all.

Just because of Peng Ling's status as a concubine, he was born to be a head shorter than him. No matter how talented and outstanding Peng Ling was, no matter how high his reputation in the court was, he was still a lowly concubine.

His mother is an emperor and empress. Based on this alone, he can't compete with him.

You can even think with your toes that if the emperor and empress are still there, how could the emperor let a bastard inherit the throne?

Therefore, in Peng Kuan's view, no matter how hard Peng Ling struggled, as long as he did not die, he would never have a chance.

Always thinking about meaningless things and fighting for unrealistic things is a waste of time.

Moreover, even if he dies, won’t he still have his sixth son?

It's not Peng Ling's turn.

Just his status as a concubine has already determined Peng Ling's ending.

The biggest thorn in Peng Kuan's eyes now is actually Peng Yu.

His biological brother is also his biological brother.

Peng Kuan couldn't help but feel a little funny after learning that these two people were getting together and planning to drag him into trouble.

"The Immortal Judgment Conference is not what they thought of, but it is indeed the best opportunity to resolve their grudges." Peng Kuan picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

"The third prince has always been thoughtful, and he will definitely make full preparations to inflict heavy losses on His Highness at the Immortal Judgment Conference. Haha, it's a pity that he didn't calculate that His Highness already knew their plan in advance, how could he be fooled again?" the guard sneered. .

"No no no."

Peng Kuan waved his hand, "This is a good opportunity to resolve grudges. It can be seen that Lao San is very confident. Over the years, in order to accumulate prestige in the court, Lao San has recruited subordinates everywhere and made friends with experts. Haha, he thinks that, A lot of energy has been gathered under my hands..."

"What a pity, he underestimated me too much. This time, I will not only use his trick, but also make him pay a heavy price."

Speaking of this, Peng Kuan's eyes flashed, as if millions of poisonous arrows were shot out of them.