Chapter 275 - 189: Imperial Consort

Chapter 275: Chapter 189: Imperial Consort

Fu Haoran’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Anyone familiar with him knew this was a sign the Prime Minister was about to cause trouble.

Even Fu Haoran had never seen Sword Realm Power before.

That transparent sword strike from Yun Tianming didn’t belong to Martial Arts True Intent, nor was it the fabled Martial Arts Law.

’Just what kind of power is this?’

Fu Haoran had already decided. After the competition, he would capture this young man and study him thoroughly.

As for the Sect behind him, it would be best to uproot it completely. Within the Zhao Country, he would not allow any power to exist beyond his control!

At this moment, Zhao Song also took notice of Yun Tianming.

’To be able to crush a Bone Refining Realm expert from a Martial Arts Family, the Hidden Sect behind this young man must be extraordinary.’

While those on the high platform were lost in their own thoughts, Yun Tianming had already returned to his group.

The subsequent matches began quickly, and everyone’s attention temporarily shifted away from Yun Tianming.

Soon, another duel between Bone Refining Realm cultivators began.

It was Shangguan Xiong, son of the Minister of the Ministry of War, against a Bone Refining Realm cultivator from a Martial Arts Family.

On the high platform, Zhao Song was just about to watch this Shangguan Xiong be defeated.

But after the two contestants stepped onto the ring, the one from the Martial Arts Family cupped his hands and said directly, "I choose to forfeit!"

A faint smile appeared on Prime Minister Fu Haoran’s face.

Emperor Zhao, Zhao Song, however, felt the smile on his face fade. ’As expected, that old fox Fu Haoran has been pulling strings.’

"Haha, my son’s reputation is so renowned, it scared his opponent into forfeiting," the Minister of the Ministry of War, Shangguan Hex, said with a laugh.

A worried expression appeared on Eldest Princess Zhao Min’s face.

If the final winner really was Shangguan Xiong, she wouldn’t know what to do.

She had heard that this Shangguan Xiong was a debauched drunkard, and his entire realm had been built up solely through his father’s resources. If she really had to marry him, Zhao Min felt that life would be worse than death.

Zhao Min couldn’t help but turn her gaze to the other Rebirth Realm Martial Artists, especially Yun Tianming. This dashing Jianghu Swordsman was the perfect image of the husband she had in mind.

The competition continued.

Soon, only nine people remained in the arena.

Among them, four were in the Bone Refining Realm.

"I forfeit."

"I forfeit too."

"I’ve decided to forfeit."

"..."

The final showdown was imminent, yet an unexpected scene unfolded in the ring.

Of the nine contestants, an astonishing seven chose to forfeit directly.

The two Bone Refining Realm cultivators who forfeited looked unwilling, but after seeing that fearsome figure beside Emperor Zhao on the high platform, they lowered their heads and scurried off the ring.

It was obvious that these two Bone Refining Realm contestants had also been threatened in some way by Prime Minister Fu Haoran.

Zhao Song’s face was ashen, while Fu Haoran looked completely unconcerned.

In the ring, Shangguan Xiong looked curiously at Yun Tianming beside him.

"You’re still not forfeiting? Do you have any idea who I am?" Shangguan Xiong asked, his face full of arrogance.

Yun Tianming glanced at the guy, who was clearly a spoiled rich kid, but didn’t reply.

’Who cares who you are? I’ve got the mighty Holy Country backing me!’

"Interesting. My father is the Minister of the Ministry of War, and we’re backed by the current Prime Minister!"

"Are you sure you want to keep competing against me?"

Yun Tianming drew his Treasure Longsword directly. "Come on. It’s just the two of us now. Let’s see who gets to take the beauty home."

"You? A country bumpkin who crawled out of who-knows-where? You think you can become the Imperial Consort?"

"I’ll teach you a lesson!"

Shangguan Xiong was probably used to being fawned over. Faced with Yun Tianming’s disdain, he was overcome with rage and charged, slashing his sword at Yun Tianming.

This Shangguan Xiong truly had no Martial Arts Talent. Although he used a longsword, he hadn’t even comprehended Basic Sword Intent.

His Swordsmanship was also sloppy, making Yun Tianming wonder how this buffoon ever managed to cultivate to the Bone Refining Realm.

Shangguan Xiong’s confidence came from his powerful background. He was certain that this kid who had appeared out of nowhere would never dare to actually defeat him.

But obviously, Yun Tianming had no intention of giving Shangguan Xiong any face. He simply raised his sword and channeled his Martial Arts True Intent.

After dozens of moves, Yun Tianming’s longsword was resting on Shangguan Xiong’s neck.

Normally, the referee should have announced the result at this point: Yun Tianming had won the match.

But the referee glanced at the expressionless Fu Haoran on the high platform and remained silent.

Shangguan Xiong seized the opportunity and sneered, "If you’ve got the guts, then kill me! Otherwise, you’ll never beat me!"

Yun Tianming frowned. With a flick of his Treasure Longsword, he stabbed it straight into Shangguan Xiong’s shoulder.

"You actually dare to strike me! Father!"

Shangguan Xiong looked up at the high platform!

The Minister of the Ministry of War turned to Fu Haoran. "Prime Minister, this was just a friendly match. How dare this brat actually injure someone?"

Before Fu Haoran could speak, Zhao Song stood up first. "Are you not going to announce the result?"

"Blades have no eyes; injuries are unavoidable." This latter sentence was directed at the Minister of the Ministry of War, Shangguan Hex, and Fu Haoran.

Fu Haoran paused for a few moments, then gave a slight wave of his hand.

"Your Majesty is correct."

"I declare the winner to be the hidden hermit of the mountains, Yun Tianming!" The referee, who had been watching the high platform the whole time, finally dared to make the announcement.

Yun Tianming quickly pulled out his longsword and sent Shangguan Xiong flying with a kick.

Shangguan Xiong tumbled head over heels, stunned. Then, his face twisted with malice, he roared, "I don’t accept this!"

"Hurry up and drag your disgraceful, idiotic son down from there," Fu Haoran said to Shangguan Hex, showing him no face whatsoever.

Shangguan Hex’s expression changed, but he still scurried away, dragging the raging Shangguan Xiong off the ring.

Although Zhao Song found it strange that Fu Haoran had conceded so easily, he still ordered the Guards to bring Yun Tianming up to the high platform.

To avoid any impropriety, Eldest Princess Zhao Min had already left the high platform, much to Yun Tianming’s disappointment.