Daqin: This prince always wants to rebel

"Isn't this not good?" Qin Anyu hesitated immediately and said, "If I hurt you, then your father is not allowed to peel off a layer of my skin?"

If it were other women, he would not be polite at all, but the problem is that he and the other woman are not enemies.

In addition, Shangguan Xueyao was Shangguan Wu's daughter, which made him a little reluctant to do anything.

If she was really injured, he could guarantee 100% that Shangguan Wu would definitely come to him to avenge his daughter.

"Don't worry, my father won't care about this. If you don't fight me with all your strength, then I will have to fight you with all my strength." Shangguan Xueyao answered with a dull expression.

"Okay!" After sighing, Qin Anyu nodded helplessly in agreement.

After finishing the conversation, Shangguan Xueyao looked forward and started talking to the woman next to her.

Qin Lang, who was speechless, stretched out his hand to hit Qin Anyu, and at the same time blinked at him several times.

Qin Anyu understood what the other party meant and nodded in agreement.

Qin Lang continued: "When fighting, you don't have to take off your clothes anymore."

"Don't take off your clothes?" Qin Anyu frowned and said, "Uncle Emperor, if you don't take off your clothes, the clothes on my body will be easily broken."

Qin Lang said: "The clothes you are wearing are made of special materials by others. They can completely change with your body."

"Really?" Qin Anyu's eyes suddenly flashed with stars, and he kept staring at Qin Lang closely.

"You will know if it is true or not after you get on the stage." Qin Lang did not explain too much.

After hearing this, Qin Anyu was immediately excited, looking forward to the next changes on the ring.

As the first ring battle ended, Qin Anyu and Shangguan Xueyao entered the ring one after another.

After confirming that the identities were correct, Yang Feng asked the two of them to start.

And they also used each other's best weapons.

Before taking out his weapon, Qin Anyu transformed directly, and the clothes on his body expanded with the expansion of his muscles, and fit perfectly with his body.

"Oh!"

Feeling the changes in his clothes, Qin Anyu was filled with surprises, and his face was filled with an unconcealable smile.

Although Qin Lang didn't know where he got these materials and made clothes that changed with his body, he was very grateful to the other party for what he had done.

As long as the clothes are not damaged, he will not need to break his clothes or take off his clothes from now on.

Seeing the changes in Qin Anyu's body, the audience outside the venue widened their eyes one by one, and some even rubbed their eyes vigorously to make sure they were dazzled.

After all, the current Qin Anyu is exactly the same as his big self before.

Waiting for Qin Anyu's transformation to be successful, Shangguan Xueyao took the lead to attack with a gun, waving the red spear up and down like a dragon, pressing towards the opponent's vital points.

Qin Anyu clenched the long knife in his hand, took a step forward, then jumped up and slashed down with the knife.

Seeing this, Shangguan Xueyao hurriedly put away her attack and held guns in both hands to resist.

With a clang, Shangguan Xueyao's arms trembled, her face turned pale, her body slid backwards involuntarily, and the soles of her shoes started to smoke.

"This guy is really powerful!"

Looking at the trembling hands, Shangguan Xueyao was shocked and a little excited at the same time, and then she swung her spear forward.

Qin Lang, who was on the audience stage, frowned and said, "Did this kid hit too hard?"

If a seventh-grade and sixth-level heavenly warrior in the Divine Palace Realm with poor talent had been hit by Qin Anyu just now, he would have been killed on the spot.

Fortunately, Shangguan Xueyao is not an ordinary warrior.

And it has also been tempered by the "Blood Dragon Pond".

If not, Qin Anyu's slash would definitely send him away without any hesitation.

"I forgot to stop my strength."

Qin Anyu was shocked when he saw Shangguan Xueyao gliding, but he quickly recovered and fought with him with a knife.

The fierce fight between the two caused the audience to stare intently and not dare to move their eyes for a moment.

Guo Jia sighed with emotion: "This Shangguan girl is really powerful. She was able to fight with His Majesty the Little Prince on a par with him even with 70% of his strength."

Qin Lang also agreed with these words and said at the same time: "Feng Xiao, if An Yu uses 80% of his strength, how long can Shangguan Xueyao last in his hands?"

After taking a closer look at the battle on the ring, Guo Jiada said: "Based on the situation between the two of them, if the young prince uses 80% of his strength, Shangguan girl can last for a hundred rounds at most."

"So, An Yu's fighting ability is as good as Gu's." Qin Lang looked ahead with a smile.

It had been a long time since he had fought against Qin Anyu, and he was completely confused about the opponent's combat effectiveness.

However, listening to Guo Jia's explanation next to him, he seemed to have guessed that Qin Anyu's combat effectiveness was on par with him.

Who is stronger? Who is weaker? I’m afraid we will have to wait until they fight to find out.

After all, every time the two of them fight, they fight for a very long time.

Time passed little by little, and after fighting for hundreds of rounds, Shangguan Xueyao stopped attacking and said: "I admit defeat."

Qin Anyu, who was about to attack, heard these words and did not attack again.

Yang Feng didn't say much and directly declared Qin Anyu the winner.

From the moment the two fought against each other until now, it has been clearly marked who wins and who loses.

Everyone felt sorry to hear Shangguan Xueyao admit defeat, but they still gave them warm applause.

After all, Shangguan Xueyao gave them a fierce battle that they could feast their eyes on.

After the ring battle, the two people returned to the audience stage.

Compared to Qin Anyu who was smiling all over his face, Shangguan Xueyao's face was not very pretty.

The main reason why he was like this was because Qin Anyu had never had a serious fight, which made her very angry.

No matter how hard she exerted, Qin Anyu never used more than 70% of her strength.

After people exited the ring, Jing Yunmo stood up, saluted Qin Lang, and then came to the ring.

Just as he entered the ring, young warriors from the Yan Dynasty also came to the ring.

This young man's name is Fang Hui. He is a seventh-level divine warrior at the eighth level. He possesses powerful talent and absolute cultivation. Even a seventh-level divine warrior at the ninth level may not be his opponent.

The two people who came to the ring, after their identities were confirmed, took out their own magical weapons, and both of them were sword cultivators.

After glancing at the two of them, Yang Feng said calmly: "Are you all ready?"

"Ready." They both replied in unison.

"Now that everything is ready, let's get started."

The two of them were silent and stared at their opponent.

After a moment of stalemate, the two men clenched their swords and quickly approached each other.

When they were less than ten meters away from each other, the two of them grasped the hilts of their swords with both hands, stepped forward faster, and swung their swords down at the same time.

With a clang, the swords of the two collided in mid-air, and then each exerted force. Their arms exploded with powerful force, and the two powerful forces also collided invisibly.

After a moment of stalemate with each other, the two of them took out a palm with their right hands and collided in mid-air. With a bang, the two of them stepped back one after another.

After stabilizing their bodies, both of them realized that the opponent in front of them was very powerful.

Fang Hui's face showed a solemn look.

Jing Yunmo was only at the seventh level of the Divine Mansion Realm and the sixth level, but he was able to burst out with power that rivaled his own, which shocked him inwardly.

If the opponent's cultivation level is comparable to his own, then he can be sure that he is definitely not his opponent.

"Huh!" Fang Hui took a deep breath, his eyes became sharp, he held the long sword in one hand, and then he lunged out.

Jing Yunmo also fought not to be outdone.

The two immediately started a fierce fight.

Countless sword energies flew in all directions, leaving clear sword marks on the arena.

As for the fierce fight between the two people in the ring, everyone stared intently.

A battle between two strong men is a rare opportunity for many people.

What's more, the talents of these two people are so powerful that people can't help but show a hint of envy.

Especially Jing Yunmo, who came from the Qin Dynasty, was not over twenty years old at all.

He has used such a level of cultivation before he was more than twenty years old. This is a talent that countless people cannot envy.

Even among the five major sects, there are few such talented warriors.

After fighting for twenty or thirty rounds, Jing Yunmo took the lead in displaying his best fighting skills.

"Ink and wash swordsmanship - light and shadow follow!"

The sword was slashed forward, and with a swish, countless white sword lights condensed around him, and he moved forward quickly to kill.

Fang Hui used his combat skills with a dull expression.

"Yanxuan Sword Technique——Hongxia Bloodlight!"

The sword was slashed out, and the bright sword light flashed, and the red sword light condensed, flashing dazzlingly, and headed towards the front to fight.

Boom! Boom!

Loud noises were heard, and the arena suddenly became filled with smoke and dust and fell into pieces.

The two men clenched their swords, dived forward, and started fighting fiercely in the smoke and dust.

In just a short moment, the two of them turned into a stream of white and red light, and shot from the ground to the sky. Every time the swords in their hands collided, they could make a crisp sound.

Jing Yunmo is white and Fang Hui is red.

As the two people moved, everyone's eyes also moved upward at this moment.

After fighting in the sky for more than ten rounds, the two of them put a certain distance between themselves.

Fang Hui thrust out his sword, and countless red sword energy shot out, looking like locusts passing by!

Jing Yunmo held the hilt of the sword with both hands and slashed diagonally. Crescent-shaped sword lights shot out instantly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

After the two sword lights collided, an explosion occurred instantly and made a harsh roar.

As their fighting skills collided, both of them turned cold, clenched their swords, and then teleported towards each other.

After a while, the two of them fought from the sky to the ring.

After several rounds of fighting in the ring, Fang Hui held the hilt of the sword and mobilized the "true energy" in his body to decisively display his combat skills.

"Yan Xuan Sword Technique - A Spark Starts a Prairie Fire!"

With a swish, the bright sword light was dazzling, and a bloody sword burning with flames, like a meteorite falling from high altitude, killed Jing Yunmo with terrifying murderous intention.

Powerful and unstoppable!