Sword martial arts dragon

Chapter 218

Everyone looked at the young man in black.

"It's Murong Zhan, who ranks sixth among the top ten sons of the royal capital."

"It turned out to be the young prince of Wen Wang's family. No wonder he dared to oppose Princess Murongqian of Zhennan Palace."

Many people immediately recognized the young man in black who was carrying an iron rod. Although he was the son of King Wen, he was not gentle at all, but very belligerent.

"Seven major accomplishments of true martial arts?"

Zhao Letian thought in his heart that Murong Zhan's cultivation was stronger than Wanyan Zheng's, and Wanyan Zheng's cultivation was only at the Seventh Level of True Martial Arts.

"Murong Zhan, do you dare to meddle in the affairs of the princess?"

Wan Yanzheng frowned and said, Murong Zhan's rank is higher than him, and his strength is also stronger than him, he dare not accept Murong Zhan's challenge lightly.

"Why don't you dare? She is the princess, and I am still the little prince. Who is afraid of whom?"

Murong Zhan grinned and said wildly.

"Murong Zhan! Don't forget, even if you are the same prince, your strength can vary greatly. What is King Wen's cultivation level, and what is my father's cultivation level? The palace can't afford it either."

Murong Qian stared at Murong Zhan and said coldly.

"Don't forget, what is my cultivation level and what is your cultivation level? If you dare to provoke me, I can hang you up and beat you right now. If you don't want to be beaten, you'd better disappear from my eyes immediately."

Murong Zhan showed no signs of fear, glanced at Murong Qian and the others, shook the iron rod on his shoulder, and sneered with a playful sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"you……"

Murong Qian's face flushed with anger.

"Princess, Murong Zhan is powerful, so it's not appropriate to fight head-on with him. Let's retreat first and find a chance to deal with them another day."

At this moment, Wan Yanzheng suddenly sent a voice transmission to Murong Qian, he knew very well that Murong Zhan was a reckless person, if this guy went crazy, the princess might be beaten on the spot.

"Murong Zhan, you have the guts. This princess will remember what happened today. Be careful."

Murongqian gritted her teeth and said, and then left with Wan Yanzheng and others.

"Boy, the mountains don't turn and the water turns, let's wait and see."

When passing by Zhao Letian, Wan Yanzheng coldly threatened with a vicious look in his eyes.

"Anytime."

Zhao Letian said indifferently, if he let go of his hands and feet and fought with all his strength, he would not be afraid of Wan Yanzheng.

Seeing Murongqian and others leave, the crowd of onlookers also quickly dispersed.

"Hey, brother, can you pour me a glass of wine and taste it? The aroma of this wine is really special. I have never tasted it, Xiao Wang. You can just ask how many primordial stones you need."

Murong Zhan walked to Zhao Letian and the others, stared at the wine on the table, licked his lips and said.

"What did the prince say? If you hadn't come forward to stop me, I would have been in trouble. This wine is called Qing Luo. These ten jugs of wine should be regarded as a thank you to the prince."

Zhao Letian smiled calmly, took out ten pots of Qiluo wine, and placed them on the table.

It’s okay if you want to drink, Zhao Letian is not a stingy person, even if you give away a few pots, it’s okay, the key is that the attitude of the other party is good.

The Princess Murongqian is arrogant and arrogant, so Zhao Letian will not ignore her.

On the contrary, the little prince Murong Zhan's attitude is much better. He has no pretensions, is approachable, very polite, and knows how to respect others. Zhao Letian is happy to make friends with such a person. Besides, Murong Zhan has just stepped forward to help It's nothing for him to take out ten pots of wine to thank the other party.

"Tsk tsk, that's interesting, you friend, I've made a deal with Xiao Wang, come on, let's go."

Murong Zhan was not too polite, he grinned, put away the nine pots of Qi Luo wine, grabbed one pot at the same time, and lifted it up.

"Dry."

The three of Zhao Letian were not coy, they looked at each other with a smile, and they picked up the jug and touched each other.

"Good wine! I think you all already know the name of this king, so what do you three call it?"

Murong Zhan smacked his lips, couldn't help admiring, then looked at Zhao Letian and the other three and asked.

"Zhao Zilong."

"Murray."

"Girdan."

The three of Zhao Letian introduced one after another.

"Gerdan? I've heard your name before. It is said that you are quite powerful, and you are quite well-known among the common people."

Murong Zhan looked at Gerdan and said.

"It's just a false name. It's not worth mentioning. I'm ashamed to say that when Brother Zilong and Wan Yanzheng fought just now, I couldn't help at all. It was so useless."

Gerdan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Brother Geerdan doesn't have to be like this. Wanyan Zheng's strength is extraordinary. Without the cultivation of high-level true martial arts, it is difficult to compete with him."

Zhao Letian said nonchalantly, just now, facing Princess Murongqian and Wan Yanzheng, Gerdan was not scared away, that's enough, he wouldn't extravagantly expect a person he just knew for a day, to go through life and death for him, besides Even Gerdan didn't have the strength to intervene.

"Brother Zilong is right. Although Wan Yanzheng is a bastard, his strength is not weak. Even if I do it myself, I can't easily defeat him. With your cultivation base of the sixth level of true martial arts, even if I do it, I can't defeat him." It doesn't help, but it's Brother Zilong who can compete with Wan Yanzheng with the fourth level of real martial arts, it's really shocking, the talent is so strong, it can be called a monster."

Murong Zhan looked at Gerdan and said, and finally his eyes fell on Zhao Letian.

"The prince has won the prize. At that time, I was completely suppressed by that Wan Yanzheng. How could I compete with him?"

Zhao Letian shook his head with a wry smile.

"But how does this king feel, you don't seem to have used all your strength?"

Murong Zhan said with a half-smile.

"Then Wan Yanzheng also didn't use all his strength. Even if I try my best, I'm afraid it will still be difficult to defeat him."

Zhao Letian said indifferently.

"Brother-in-law, I feel like I can't get in the way. What you guys are discussing is Wan Yanzheng, one of the top ten sons, but I can't even beat the princess Murongqian. I feel like I'm with you guys." I'm too useless."

Murray raised his head and took a sip of his wine, and said with a depressed face.

"At a young age, you can have the cultivation base of the third level of true martial arts, and your talent is also very strong. If you work hard, your future is also limitless."

Murong Zhan looked at Murray and comforted him with a smile.

"Hopefully."

Murray smiled wryly.

"I'll send you off. Murongqian, that bitch, is not a cheap lamp. Although she is gone, she doesn't know if she will cause trouble for you on the way. It will be safer if I follow you. Where are you going? "

Murong Zhan said.

"We plan to find a place to live first, and wait three days before going to participate in the entrance examination of the Holy Academy."

Zhao Letian said.

"Where do you live? Just right, we have a property in King Wen's Mansion, which is dedicated to providing training places for warriors. I can help you arrange it for free."

Murong Zhan grinned and said, the ten pots of wine that Zhao Letian gave him, he won't take it for nothing.

(End of this chapter)