Trembling At A High Altitude

Chapter 744

"What did you say?" Li Teng looked at Zhou Pa coldly.

He lived in Baishi City, a place on the extremely cold border, for four years and eleven months.

Check in every day.

In order to get more and better rewards, he almost gave up all dignity and carried on to the end.

It also made these people think that he was weak and could be bullied, and they intensified their bullying on him.

It even went so far as to ask him to wash the feet of invading foreign messengers.

If you reach the extreme, you will be rewarded generously every day, your martial arts skills will improve for decades, and there will be countless various techniques and tactics.

Because he had always been stubborn and rarely fought with others, Li Teng didn't know his true strength now, and who was higher compared with other princes, especially the fourth prince.

However, one thing is for sure.

That is, it is almost five years.

No matter how strong he is now, there is no need for him to carry on any longer.

Whether you live or die, whether you can advance or not, it all depends on this last month.

Do your best and obey destiny.

Zhou Pa had never seen Li Teng treat him like this before, let alone be looked at by Li Teng with such a cold look. At this moment, he couldn't help but froze, and his heart started pounding for no reason, as if he was facing Like an extremely ferocious beast.

It must be an illusion.

The Eighth Prince is just a loser, what is there to be afraid of?

"This is City Lord Liu's order! I advise you not to make the City Lord angry!" After Zhou Pa figured it out, he threatened Li Teng again.

"City Lord Liu's order? Did City Lord Liu have a convulsion in his head? I am a human prince. If you ask a dignified human prince to wash the feet of an alien envoy, are you not afraid of damaging the majesty of the Human Emperor? How can the Emperor's face be saved?" Li Teng questioned Zhoupa.

"Your Majesty? Haha, your Majesty just gave City Master Liu an oral instruction recently, saying that because the Eighth Prince you are too useless, you will be officially deprived of your status as a prince in one month!

"The war on the southwest border is tense. Considering the overall situation, City Lord Liu can deal with you at will in exchange for the security of the southwest border!

"Wake up! You are no longer important to His Majesty! You are of some use to City Master Liu. If you disobey City Master Liu's orders, next time you won't be as simple as washing the envoy's feet!"

Zhou Pa burst out laughing when he heard what Li Teng said.

"Your Majesty, can you say such a thing? Is he already too old and confused?" Li Teng sneered.

"You! As the Eighth Prince, can you say this? If you dare to be disrespectful to His Majesty again, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhou Pa's eyes showed a fierce look, something was very wrong with the Eighth Prince tonight! Do you mean to break the jar?

"Take me to see City Lord Liu." After Li Teng understood the situation clearly, he stopped talking nonsense to Zhou Pa.

He had endured it for nearly five years in Baishi City and was humiliated in various ways by City Lord Liu and his subordinates.

It's time to settle the score tonight.

"You know what you're talking about!" Zhou Pa now didn't even address Li Teng as His Highness.

After all, the Human Emperor will depose Li Teng as the prince in one month.

The other seven princes are very competitive, but the eighth prince is so weak, which really damages the human emperor's face. The human emperor can tolerate him for five years without abolishing his status, which in Zhou Pa's view is considered very merciful.

…

City Lord's Mansion.

A tough man in his fifties was talking humbly to four Polu envoys.

This tough man's name is Liu Bei, a grand master-level general who is responsible for guarding Baishi City, an important town on the southwest border of the human race.

White Rock City is located in a bitter cold land in the southwest of the human race. Being the city lord here is a hard job, no different from being assigned. Liu Bei has always had a lot of complaints in his heart.

Baishi City is far away from the center of the human race. It has no manpower and no supplies. It only has 20,000 troops, but it has to fight against the 200,000 troops of the Polu tribe stationed on the border.

In fact, Baishi City has long been turned into an isolated city. The Polu army often bypassed Baishi City and went to the human territory to plunder and plunder. Baishi City did not dare to send troops at all. The city is not lost.

The reason why the Polu people have not captured Baishi City until now is actually because they feel that it is not cost-effective to forcefully attack the defensive formation of Baishi City and lose their troops in vain.

About five years ago, when Liu Bei returned to the capital to report on his duties, he described in detail the difficult situation on the southwest border and asked the Emperor to increase troop supplies and deploy more powerful generals to Baishi City.

As a result, the Emperor gave the Eighth Prince to him, saying that he could do whatever he wanted. In name, the Emperor was guarding the city gate, but in fact, he was perfunctory.

How much attention! Arrange for the prince to guard the southwest border with you, Liu Bei. What else do you have to say?

Liu Bei was so angry! But there was no way to argue.

It can be of great use to any other prince, but what is the use of this useless eighth prince?

Of course, Liu Bei later vented his anger on Li Teng.

"Liu Bei! Why hasn't the Eighth Prince come yet? Are you kidding us?"

"If you dare to trick us, believe it or not, your White Rock City will be massacred tomorrow?"

The four Polu envoys were extremely dissatisfied and kept scolding Liu Bei.

"Report to the City Lord, the Eighth Prince is here!" Zhou Pa arrived at the City Lord's Mansion first and reported to Liu Bei.

"Let him come in quickly! Serve these distinguished envoys well!" Liu Bei replied to Zhou Pa, and then looked at the four Polu envoys flatteringly.

Of course, Liu Bei was very angry at the display of power and all kinds of humiliation by the four Polu envoys.

However, he only had 20,000 troops and more than a dozen generals available, and he was unable to compete with the 200,000 Polu army.

All his relatives and family members were held hostage in the capital. Once Baishi City fell, the Human Emperor would definitely destroy all nine of his clans due to his brutality and unreasonableness.

For the sake of the overall situation, he had to compromise.

If the Eighth Prince's service can satisfy the other party, Baishi City can get a period of breathing space. Otherwise, if an army of 200,000 people forces an attack on the city, Baishi City will be destroyed in less than a month.

The price of sacrificing an eighth prince is really insignificant.

What's more, he still has the Human Emperor's oral instructions. As long as it is for the security of the border, the current Eighth Prince can do whatever he wants.

…

Li Teng slowly walked into the city lord's mansion and looked around coldly.

"What are you doing, Your Highness the Eighth Prince, standing there? Why don't you hurry up and serve some distinguished guests?" City Lord Liu Bei said with a gloomy face. If the Eighth Prince's expression made the four Polu envoys angry, his work would be in vain.

"Bolu tribe? I heard they are the people who grab food with their right hand and poop with their left hand?" Li Teng looked at the four Polu tribe envoys and suddenly laughed.

"You! Be bold!"

"court death!"

The four Polu envoys were furious when they heard what Li Teng said.

Although they did do this, saying it with a mocking tone from the human race would be too humiliating for the entire Polu race.

"Famous people are not as good as meeting each other. You shitheads really stink like shit." Li Teng frowned.

"City Lord Liu, what do you mean?"

"If we don't make it clear today, we will never give up!"

"Let him kneel down and kowtow to apologize to us! Otherwise, an army of 200,000 will crush Baishi City!"

The four Polu envoys became even more angry after hearing Li Teng's words.

"Eighth Prince, kneel down! Apologize!"

Liu Bei shouted loudly, and powerful energy surged out of the Grand Master's body and suppressed Li Teng. He wanted to force Li Teng to kneel down. If Li Teng didn't kneel down, he would crush Li Teng's legs and make Li Teng kneel down. !

Chapter 745

He wanted to be patient in exchange for peace in Baishi City, and carefully planned everything now, but he fell short and everything was destroyed in Li Teng's hands, which made him extremely angry.

"Kneel down! Apologize!" Zhou Pa also pretended to be powerful and followed Liu Bei to activate the master-level energy in his body and forcefully suppressed Li Teng.

"Sorry, Daoni!" Five more powerful balls of chaotic energy surged out around Li Teng. He stretched out his big hand, and one of the balls of chaotic energy turned into a giant hand and pinched Zhou Pa.

Zhou Pa realized that something was wrong and quickly used all his energy to fight against the giant hand.

It's a pity that the mantis is blocking the car.

'Snapped! ’

Like a bug, Li Teng crushed the body of Zhou Pa, a master-level warrior, Liu Bei's favorite general, and his right hand, in front of everyone, and turned it into a puddle of minced meat scattered all over the place. on the ground.

City Lord Liu Bei was shocked and looked at Li Teng with an incredulous expression.

At this moment, Li Teng felt as scared as when he met the Human Emperor.

Or rather, more so.

"You want me to wash your feet? Come on, give them a good wash."

Li Teng once again drove several balls of chaotic energy to wrap around the legs and feet of the four Polu messengers, and then reached out and grabbed them from the air...

'Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! ’

Following the explosion, the legs and feet of the four Polu envoys were crushed by Li Teng on the spot.

Each one of them was rolling on the ground in pain, still uttering various curses and threats.

"Bold! How dare you hurt my distinguished guest!" Liu Bei was furious, and all the energy in his body exploded. A huge tiger-headed shadow appeared in the energy storm. The tiger's head roared, and huge pressure swept over the city lord's palace.

The power of the Grand Master suppressed all the soldiers present so that they could not move.

Li Teng's confidant, Grandmaster Li Ang, was also fighting, gritting his teeth and trying not to kneel down.

"Go and cool off!" Li Teng slapped him across the face.

The tiger's head in front of Liu Bei was immediately smashed into pieces, and a five-finger blood mark appeared on Liu Bei's face. He was unsteady and spun and fell to the ground. It took him a long time to get up with support.

"Eighth Prince, you...

"How is it possible...how is it possible..."

He, Liu Bei, is a seventh-level grandmaster-level warrior, a general who guards the border. He showed his power just now. The eighth prince slapped his energy object to pieces and knocked him to the ground. Could it be that the eighth prince's His cultivation has already surpassed the seventh level of Grand Master?

“If the two countries are at war, nothing will come of it.

"City Master Liu, send a few of the shit back and tell them to tell the Marshal of the Polu tribe that this prince will personally lead the 20,000 troops from Baishi City out of the city tomorrow morning to engage in a decisive battle with him to resolve this long-standing border problem." Li Teng said a few words to Liu Bei calmly.

"Leaving the city for a decisive battle? Your Highness can seek death if he wants, but why bother with the lives of our 20,000 soldiers in Baishi City?" Liu Bei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said sadly.

"I'm not negotiating with you, this is a military order! If you can't fulfill your duties, then let Li Ang be the city lord for you." Li Teng snorted coldly.

"Your Highness, think twice! We are probably no match for the 200,000-strong army of Polu Kingdom." Li Ang whispered a few words to Li Teng.

"The Polu tribe has occupied a large amount of land and cities in our Zhang District for decades. As a prince, of course, we must take back the lost territory. Otherwise, how can we face the human race people?" Li Tengyi said righteously.

Of course, the main reason is that he wants to take this opportunity to test the level of his martial arts and accumulate some practical experience.

In one month's time, the protection period for the novice in the Protagonist Competition will end. At that time, he will have to compete with the other seven princes. It is very important to increase actual combat experience and establish his own power now.

Those seven princes were either crowned princes or granted the title of king, and they had at least tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of troops under their command.

At that time, on the one hand, there will be a duel between the strength of the various princes, and on the other hand, a duel between the forces under their command.

Li Teng only had one month to prepare.

Attacking the Polu tribe and recruiting Polu soldiers for his use is currently the best way to increase his strength.

Therefore, this battle must be fought tomorrow.

City Lord Liu lamented, but said nothing.

He didn't know what the Eighth Prince's current cultivation level was, but he was definitely better than him.

Therefore, he had better not make the Eighth Prince angry, otherwise his life would be at risk.

However, Liu Bei felt that no matter what the outcome would be tomorrow, his career would definitely be over.

If the Eighth Prince had won that battle... it was basically impossible, but assuming that the Eighth Prince had won, he would definitely be looking for him to settle all the humiliations of the previous five years.

If the Eighth Prince loses, he will definitely lose his 20,000 garrison. Without the garrison in Baishi City, the city defense formation will be meaningless. If Baishi City is lost, he will have no choice but to go to meet the Emperor with his head raised. , maybe even the whole family will be executed and the nine clans will be killed.

…

"Since ancient times, the emperor has guarded the country's gates, and the king has died in the country! All officers and soldiers, please go out with me on the expedition! Take back the land occupied by the Polu people!"

Li Teng stood on the high platform, conducting pre-war mobilization.

Twenty thousand soldiers looked at Li Teng like an idiot.

Twenty thousand horses to fight against two hundred thousand horses? Was the eighth prince kicked in the head by a donkey?

Why was City Master Liu standing nearby, just shaking his head and not stopping him?

"Open the city gate! War Po! Take back the country! Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed!" Li Ang and a small group of trusted generals who had been subdued by Li Teng were making noises nearby.

Driven reluctantly by Li Ang and others, as well as Liu Bei, the 20,000 soldiers left the city gate with extremely low morale.

In the distance was the Marshal of the Polu tribe, who had received the report from the envoy and led an army of 200,000 to kill him.

The 200,000-strong army was so dark that the 20,000 soldiers here were frightened and stopped moving forward.

Li Teng expected that the 20,000 soldiers would be frightened.

But he hadn't counted on them in the first place.

"The Eighth Prince left the city in person. Did he want to come over and wash my feet?"

The Grand Marshal of the Bolu tribe rose into the air, pointed at Li Teng who was walking in front of the formation out of the city, and laughed.

The frontline marshal of the Bolu tribe and the ninth level of the Grand Master's peak cultivation level. If he can successfully break through again, he will become a demigod!

"Li Ang, prepare some wine." Li Teng said to Li Ang beside him.

"Yes! Your Highness." Li Ang took out a warm wine flask, poured a glass of warm wine, and presented it to Li Teng.

"When this prince kills the Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe, I will drink your wine again!"

Li Teng shouted and jumped up, surrounded by five balls of chaotic energy, and rushed towards the enemy formation.

"Behead the Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe? Did I hear you correctly?" Liu Bei sneered, thinking that the eighth prince was too crazy. Even if he hid his strength, he did not take him, the seventh-level city lord of the grand master, seriously. But the Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe is at the pinnacle of the ninth level of the Grand Master, one step shy of becoming a demigod. How can he be killed so easily?

"Hahahaha, Eighth Prince, how are you going to kill me?"

The Grand Marshal of the Bolu tribe who was flying in the air also heard the "big words" shouted by Li Teng and laughed wildly again.

"Just one punch!" Li Teng was already in front of the Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe.

"What fist?" The Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe was a little surprised. Could it be the legendary and lost 'God-Breaking Fist'? Only the 'Broken God Fist' has the power to kill a great master and peak warrior with one punch, right?

And it must be done by a demigod using the ‘God-Breaking Fist’.

"Shocking fist!" Li Teng replied to the Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe.

Everyone in the air and underground couldn't help laughing when they heard Li Teng's words.

Shock Fist is the most basic boxing technique in the human army. It has no power at all. This eighth prince actually said that he wanted to use Shock Fist to fight their general? Did you have a brain convulsion?

Liu Bei also snorted coldly, thinking that the eighth prince had hidden some peerless martial arts that could kill the Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe by surprise, but...

Li Ang also sighed. He knew that the Eighth Prince was hiding his secrets, but was it too rash to single out the Grand Marshal of the 200,000 Polu army, the peak Grand Master warrior?

Also, this 'Shock Fist' is too difficult to use. It seems that the Emperor of the People did not give the Eighth Prince any useful skills and boxing techniques. The eldest prince can only use this basic boxing technique when he comes out to fight.

Disgrace the entire human race!

"Come on! Let me try your fist!"

The Grand Marshal of the Bolu tribe looked at the Eighth Prince rushing towards him with a smile, just like an uncle looking at the kid next door rushing towards him with his immature fists waving.

Li Teng swung a concussive fist, and the smile on the face of the Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe suddenly froze.

Is this the basic boxing technique in the human army, Shock Fist?

This is really the basic boxing technique in the human army, Shock Fist!

With one punch, the void shook, and rolling cosmic energy swept in, as brilliant as a star exploding.

The splendor of death.

'boom! ! ! ! ’

With a sonic explosion, the entire earth began to shake, and the arrogant energy waves vibrated everywhere. Thousands of Bolu soldiers who were affected were instantly turned into ashes and disappeared in the wild energy.

"Shou!"

The Grand Marshal of the Bolu tribe quickly concentrated his mind, not daring to be careless. He instantly exploded all the energy in his body and used his most powerful defensive skills, trying to forcefully offset the power of Li Teng's punch.

'Snapped! ! ’

Two huge energies collided together, erupting into a blinding blue light, which then dissipated instantly.

"That's it……"

The Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That's it." Li Teng stopped his hand and smiled.

'hiss! ! ’

The Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe suddenly felt something bad...

A large amount of energy surged into his body in an instant, and it vibrated violently inside him.

'boom! ! ! ! ’

The next moment, the body of the Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe, who was at the peak of his cultivation as a grand master, exploded in mid-air and turned into a ball of blood mist. His body parts and pieces of flesh were scattered all over the ground like raindrops.

With the power of a punch, the Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe died.

Moreover, there is no complete corpse.

"marshal!"

The 200,000 troops of the Polu tribe who witnessed all this were stunned and terrified. Looking at Li Teng in the sky, they felt like they were seeing a demon.

Killing a peak Grandmaster warrior with one punch is simply not something that a Grandmaster can do with his cultivation level.

The cultivation level of the eighth prince of the human race has far exceeded the peak of the Grand Master. Could it be that he has entered the demigod realm?

The human race has another strong man in the demigod realm?

"Your Highness is mighty!"

With the power of the Eighth Prince's punch, the Grand Marshal of the Polu tribe fell!

Li Ang and others were ecstatic and shouted in unison.

The human race has been suppressed and tolerated for decades on the southwest border. Today, the eighth prince finally expressed his bad breath!