Pushing martial arts horizontally: starting from depriving the mantis shrimp of its talent

Chapter 144 I want something, but I don’t want to give it away

"What is the purpose of Your Highness coming to this humble residence?"

Chen Cheng couldn't help but ask again.

"How bold! How dare you be so rude to His Royal Highness!"

Behind him, the strong swordsman holding another demon-slaying sword suddenly opened his eyes and drew his sword to cut off Chen Cheng's head.

But the next second, a low dragon roar suddenly sounded in the hall. Chen Cheng looked at him coldly, and his long hair draped on his shoulders suddenly flew.

The swordsman who was about to draw his sword suddenly felt a stinging sense of crisis coming from all parts of his body. His eyes suddenly shrank, and for some reason he couldn't pull out the demon-slaying sword in his hand.

"How presumptuous! I'm talking to Brother Chen, where is your turn to interrupt? Get out!"

Ying Tianli looked solemn and scolded.

The tall swordsman immediately bowed and apologized, then walked out of the door and stood guard outside.

After shouting away the tall swordsman, Ying Tianli turned to Chen Cheng and said apologetically
"Jianxuan has been following me since he was a child. Please ask Brother Chen not to get in trouble with him."

Chen Cheng shook his head.

Ying Tianli saw that the time was almost up, so he got to the point.

"I know that many aristocratic families have come to recruit Brother Chen before. Tianli came here for the same purpose this time, which is to invite Brother Chen to join our Prince Hui's Mansion and become a worshipper."

"No matter how many conditions those aristocratic families offer, our Prince Hui's Mansion will pay twice as much as the highest bidder. Moreover, our Prince Hui's Mansion has conditions that other aristocratic families cannot provide."

At the end, Ying Tianli showed a hint of pride on his face.

"Other aristocratic families cannot afford the training techniques and materials Brother Chen wants, so I, Prince Hui, will provide them!"

"Even if Brother Chen wants the remains of a stronger creature, I, Prince Hui's Mansion, can send it to you."

Ying Tianli's few words made Chen Cheng's mouth go dry.

Chen Cheng couldn't help but take a sip of tea, calmed down and asked

"Then what's the price?"

Ying Tianli smiled slightly

"Being a worshiper in Prince Hui's Mansion, while receiving so many resources, naturally comes with a price."

"However, it is not convenient to say the content of the price. I can only say that it is dangerous and exciting."

"With Brother Chen's talent, hunting down gangsters in the Prison Department is really overkill."

Chen Cheng couldn't put down the teacup in his hand, and the turbulent water showed his inner struggle.
After a long time, Chen Cheng's dry voice slowly sounded.

"His Royal Highness's conditions are so exciting to me that I am unable to give an immediate answer."

Ying Tianli heard the words

"Then I hope Brother Chen can think about it carefully and my conditions will always be valid."

"Tianli farewell."

Ying Tianli left politely.

Chen Cheng sent Ying Tianli and the tall swordsman named Jian Xuan out, and watched the two people get into a low-key carriage. The driver flicked his whip, and the wheels suddenly turned and slowly left.

After closing the door, the original struggle on his face and the dry voice suddenly disappeared, and he returned to his former coldness.

Returning to the living room and drinking all the tea in the cup, Chen Cheng sat on a chair and tapped on the table with one hand.

"What Ying Tianli said, the price of becoming a worshiper in Prince Hui's Mansion, if it goes as expected, is to enter the battlefield of all races."

Chen Cheng learned all of Ying Xuanji's memories from the human skin lantern, so he naturally knew something about the real affairs of Prince Hui's Mansion.

The worshipers in Prince Hui's Mansion, while receiving preferential treatment, will also be required to join the undead army.

The Undead Legion is a powerful force in Prince Hui's Mansion. Every soldier inside is wearing heavy armor, and the heavy armor contains alien warriors.

It can be said that every soldier of the Undead Legion is a miniature version of the Black Armored Iron Man.

There are a total of 1 such soldiers in the undead army. The patrols hunt down demons and ghosts everywhere, and most of the alien species obtained are used to develop the undead army.

After becoming a member of the undead legion, the royal servant needs to lead the undead legion to gain military exploits for Prince Hui's mansion on the battlefield of all races.

If you accumulate enough military exploits, you can apply for a favor from the dynasty and receive an iron scroll of alchemy.

This iron scroll of alchemy is also used to avoid death, but it allows a person to become the so-called undead.

The price is that a natural disaster will break out in Huiyun Mansion and sweep across the whole government. Tens of millions of people will be displaced and the entire Huiyun Mansion will turn into a hell on earth.

When a land turns into a hell on earth, an undead species will be condensed on the iron scroll of the alchemy book. The person who contains the undead species will then separate from the human race and evolve into the so-called undead, possessing the full version of the abilities of demons and ghosts, and possessing almost Infinite lifespan, regeneration beyond common sense and no longer afraid of sunlight.

"How about you agree first, eat the benefits in your mouth, and then just eat and not work?"

The thought of prostitution for free came to Chen Cheng's mind, and then he shook his head.

Judging from Ying Xuanji's memory, it is obviously impossible for Prince Hui's Mansion to allow people to prostitute themselves for free.

"I want something, but I don't want to give it. What should I do?"
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Inside a low-key carriage heading somewhere in Wenting City.

The gentle smile on the originally gentle Ying Tianli's face disappeared and turned into a cold indifference.

"how?"

Outside the carriage, the coachman held a whip in his hand and concentrated on driving, while Jianxuan, a tall swordsman holding a golden demon-slaying sword in his arms, sat next to the coachman. When he heard the sound coming from inside the carriage, he lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Unfathomable!" "Although it seems to be only slightly stronger among the nine bloods, there seems to be another powerful power hidden in the body."

"The demon-slaying sword cannot be pulled out, and the winning rate is less than [-]%. I am not an opponent. I'm afraid the rumor that Chen Cheng attacked Sun Yuanda before his strength was restored is not accurate."

Jian Xuan's tone still contained a bit of disbelief.

Although the demon-slaying sword in his hand is made from the same mold as Ying Xuanji's, its abilities are somewhat different.

His demon-slaying sword has all the abilities of Ying Xuanji's. In addition, it also has a special ability, that is, it can sense the opponent's strength. If the opponent's strength is too strong, the winning rate of the sword wielder will be affected. If it is less than [-]%, the demon-slaying sword cannot be drawn out.

If the winning rate is above [-]%, you can draw your sword and give it a try.

After hearing what Jian Xuan said, Ying Tianli nodded with indifference.

"That's good, I, Prince Hui's Mansion, don't need mediocrity!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the carriage suddenly stopped. Jianxuan looked suddenly and saw that the road ahead had become empty for some time.

All the sounds around him seemed to have disappeared, and the whole world was dead silent.

"what happened?"

In the carriage, the indifferent Ying Tianli frowned, and a cold voice came from the carriage.

"Your Highness, the situation is not right, please stay in the carriage and do not come out."

Hearing Jian Xuan's nervous voice, Ying Tianli felt a little weird.

This is in Wenting City. Who dares to attack the second son of Prince Hui's Mansion? Is it because the family tree is too thick?

"Ugh~"

At this moment, the coachman holding the whip in his hand suddenly opened his mouth and let out a cry of unknown meaning. This coachman was obviously mute.

"Spiritual domain?"

Jian Xuan seemed to understand what the mute said. As soon as the two words were spoken, the mute nodded immediately.

The next second, the faces of Jian Xuan and Ying Tianli in the car turned ugly.

"Did you inadvertently break into the mysterious realm, or was there someone who controlled the mystery to specifically attack?"

In the carriage, Ying Tianli's face was uncertain, and he couldn't help but grab the only accessory on his body, a white jade belt.

This belt is a strange item that can resist attacks from strange and warriors.

Even for a shape-refining warrior, it would take some time to break through the protection of the white jade belt and hurt him. This period of time is generally enough for the experts in the city to come to the rescue.

But now there is some trouble. Several people have broken into the strange realm, and the outside world has no way of knowing what is going on inside the strange realm.

squeak~~
The groaning sound of door shaft friction sounded, which was extremely clear in the dead silence of the mysterious realm.

Several people trembled and looked nervously in the direction of the sound, only to see a clay figure slowly walking out of the door.

squeak~
Not only that, when the first gate was opened, the doors of the surrounding houses were opened continuously, and one clay figure came out of the house one after another. A moment later, the originally empty street was suddenly crowded with clay figures.

"DengDeng"

The sound of teeth chattering sounded. In the carriage, Ying Tianli looked at Jian Xuan, whose body was trembling slightly, frowned, and said sternly

"What are you shaking?! Draw your sword!"

The sound of Jian Xuan's gnashing of teeth came from outside the carriage.

"Your Highness, it's not that I don't want to pull it out, it's that he can't pull it out!"

The sound of Jian Xuan's teeth trembling was as if he was pulling out the sword with force.

No matter which clay figure he faced, the answer given by the Demon Slayer Sword was that the winning rate was less than [-]%. Seeing dozens of identical clay figures on the street, as if they were carved from the same mold, Jian Xuan couldn't help but feel a little despair.

The next second, the clay figures who originally walked out of the house suddenly turned their heads, looked at the people on the carriage, and then walked slowly over.

"Ughhhh!!!"

Facing the approaching clay figures, the driver finally couldn't stand it anymore and let out a roar. He whipped the whip in his hand, drawing a white streak in the air, and strong energy and blood fluctuations erupted all over his body.

This mute coachman is also a nine-blooded warrior!
The riding whip that could split a hill into two sections was whipped hard at a clay figure who was walking over.

But the clay figurine seemed to be made of pig iron. The powerful whip was instantly caught by the clay figurine. Not even a speck of dust fell off the palm of his hand. With a push of his hand, the mute coachman flew over immediately. The next second, several The clay figures swarmed up and grabbed the mute coachman's head, arms, and ankles.

tearing~
The sound of tearing flesh and blood was heard, and in an instant, a nine-blood master was cut into pieces by clay figures and five horses, and the body was thrown casually on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Jian Xuan couldn't help but show despair in his eyes.

Like the mute coachman, he was sent to protect Ying Tianli. The mute coachman's strength was about the same as when he used the demon-slaying sword.

But at this moment, the demon-slaying sword cannot be withdrawn. With his strength, he may follow in the footsteps of the mute coachman in the next second.

"His Royal Highness! Jianxuan is gone!"

Jian Xuan had tears in his eyes. Since he couldn't pull out the demon-slaying sword, he didn't pull it out. The scabbard and the sword instantly turned into countless sword lights and rushed towards the incoming clay figures.

The next second, a clay figure suddenly passed through countless sword lights, accurately grasped Jian Xuan's neck, and then slapped him on the ground.

In an instant, Jian Xuan's energy and blood trembled, and he immediately lost his intuition.

A second before falling into coma, a thought flashed through my mind

"Sure enough, the winning rate is less than [-]%."

(End of this chapter)