Chapter 107: Fierce Death

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Royal Clan's First Martial Arts Exercise Arena!

On Imperial Armament Mountain, this was a very special place. It was located at the highest peak of the mountain, but compared to other buildings, it was not big. It was about 300 square meters in area. Most of the time, it belonged to the Emperor alone. Occasionally, he would give guidance to his children, but more importantly, this was the space where the Emperor could exercise his muscles and bones alone.

But now, the Emperor wanted to call him over, and the famous saying told him to bring a weapon. Without a doubt, this was going to happen again.

This could be said to be a sparring. It was not too much to say that it was a guide. It was impossible to determine life and death, but the outcome was absolutely clear.

"I know."

Lin Xiaocao said indifferently and waved his hand, letting the middle-aged man leave with an unusually calm expression.

"Your injuries are not suitable to be attacked now, especially with my father. Why would he want you to go over now?! Too much!"

Wang Jinxiu frowned and raised her voice at the end of her sentence.

"Perhaps the negotiation with the Skull and Bones Association has been successful. After receiving a large ransom, I'm in a good mood. I intend to accompany him for two moves."

Lin Xiaocao chuckled as he wrapped his arms around the princess beside him. Under his sportswear, which was very thin compared to the current weather, was an extremely beautiful body that would make Lin Xiaocao lose control every time. It was a combination of slim and plump, youthful and warm, carrying a princess fragrance that could intoxicate people to the bones.

Wang Jinxiu did not struggle. She hugged Lin Xiaocao's arm and blinked her big eyes. "You want to go?"

"Of course."

Lin Xiaocao smiled and unconsciously played with a strand of her long black hair with her hands that were hugging her body. Her eyes were filled with a completely boiling battle intent, "Why not go?"

He was a war god, so he naturally had his own pride and persistence in his heart. He would not refuse to fight under any circumstances. A martial artist insisted on training his joints and muscles, but the most important thing was to cultivate his heart. Refusing to fight would undoubtedly shake Lin Xiaocao's will, causing him to slip back into the shaky peak state that Linglong had forcefully pulled him back to.

He had to go!

Even if he was injured now, even if he still had to face defeat, he had to go.

To be able to become a war god, this stubborn and even somewhat ignorant determination had undoubtedly played a great role.

"I'll go with you."

Wang Jinxiu leapt over and tried.

"Do you want to help me or the Emperor? If you help me, wouldn't you make that old man vomit blood?"

Lin Xiaocao laughed out loud, and his pace continued to accelerate. Finally, he returned to the embroidered hall.

"My father is not old! He is middle-aged. He is in his prime. He is the most charming age for men!"

Wang Jinxiu glared at him fiercely.

"Mm, he's not old at all. Shopping with his wife will be treated as two generations of people. He's really in his prime. He's very charming."

Lin Xiaocao smiled casually and held the scarlet scourge in his hand. He didn't want to delay for a moment and turned around to head towards Martial Arts Practice Arena No. 1.

"Me and you..."

"I said no."

Before Wang Jinxiu could finish her sentence, Lin Xiaocao interrupted gently. Her tone was very gentle, but she could not refuse.

Wang Jinxiu flattened her mouth, seemingly feeling somewhat aggrieved and hesitating to speak.

"Wait for me to come back."

Lin Xiaocao said, then turned around and left.

Royal Martial Arts Arena No. 1 was not far from the Silken Palace. The palaces on the summit of the Imperial Armament Mountain were vast and vast, but the residences of the core characters were very close. Wang Jinxiu was the Emperor's favorite daughter, and her residence was not far from him. Lin Xiaocao held onto the Heavenly Scourge and did not rush forward. She only took about ten minutes to arrive at the entrance to Martial Arts Arena No. 1.

Compared to other palaces, this was a very pocket-sized palace. It was a few hundred square meters tall and emitted a dense ancient aura of the Divine Continent Empire .

"Come in directly."

As soon as Lin Xiaocao arrived, the Emperor's voice sounded from within the martial arena, his tone indifferent.

Lin Xiaocao paused, took a deep breath, held the sword in his hand tightly, and strode in.

This was the first time he had stepped into this mysterious place for practically all martial artists.

The private martial arena of the invincible emperor.

Too many people were curious and filled with reverence.

Lin Xiaocao stepped into it.

Empty.

This was the only impression he had of this place, There was no partition in the space of several hundred square meters. It was empty and surrounded by white walls. It was simple. The hard and cold ground beneath its feet was not wood floors, nor marble, but black solid pure iron. At this moment, the hard ground was not spread out evenly, revealing dense footprints, deep and shallow, like a deep pattern.

There was no decoration in the spacious arena, it was empty.

The only difference was the two huge photographs facing the door. The platinum frame was filled with a metallic texture. One on the left and one on the right were hanging equally. In the middle of the two photographs was a large imperial badge that was silent and magnificent.

The Emperor's figure stood in the middle of the arena, his back facing the door. He looked up at the two photos above and was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lin Xiaocao slowly walked over and stood half a body away from the Emperor. His expression was solemn as he bowed slightly to the two old men in the photo.

He still had a knot in his heart towards the Emperor, but he held these two old men in high esteem.

Wang Cangqiong.

Wang Canglan!

He was also the Emperor's own grandfather and second grandfather.

The Wang Clan thrived on these two, This was a kind of rebirth. It could also be considered a kind of transcendence. It was free from the powerful and changing political pressure of the Divine Boat Empire. The 70,000 square kilometers of land beneath its feet did not belong to the Divine Boat Empire, nor to the Soviet Union, but to the imperial family!

For more than twenty years, it seemed to be in danger, but it had always been unscrupulous and overwhelming.

An emperor, a royal family, intimidated everyone.

Apart from his two masters, Lin Xiaocao had never respected anyone. Even though he had defeated his emperor twice, he respected Wang Canglan from the bottom of his heart.

Even though his life was tragic and stirring, he had never felt the slightest bit of regret. He was worthy of being worthy of anyone else. In Lin Xiaocao's heart, this old man was the number one hero in the world!

Sky.

Cang Lan.

There were always only two clear themes in the Wang Clan's badge. The sky and the sea were the two old men.

"Twenty years ago, Second Grandpa ascended Kunlun. He shouldn't have lost that battle."

The Emperor said softly. His tone was gentle and calm, as if he had already let go of all resentment.

Lin Xiaocao was silent.

Twenty years ago, Canglan of the Wang Clan went up to Kunlun one man and one sword. He challenged his second master, Ye Chunqiu, for the second time. He also experienced the second failure in his life and died in Kunlun. Only then did the Emperor go up to Kunlun for the third time. A frenzy defeated the two of his masters and finally dismantled the entire Heavenly Court, forcing Second Master to swear that he would never come down from Kunlun Mountain.

Should I lose?

There's no point in saying that now.

"Twenty years ago, if he hadn't been born early to save Liu-Li and me, and killed more than half of the super experts of the Hohensoran Clan and the Teuton Knights by himself, how would he have lost?"

Lin Xiaocao suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with shock.

"Forty years ago, the two of them fought for the first time. If he hadn't guessed that they would have been invincible under the heavens with fourteen consecutive strikes, and their sword power had reached its peak, how could they have lost?"

"They say that he is a hero, a cold-blooded lunatic, and that he is bloodthirsty, but in my eyes, no one in the Wang Clan's hundred years of history can be more affectionate and righteous than him!"

The Emperor's eyes were burning as he looked at the picture on the wall and said in a deep voice.

Was this correcting the old man's name?

Lin Xiaocao was silent. He knew what the Emperor meant. The Emperor also needed a witness like him.

The old man was worthy of his life, could it be that he really didn't have a knot in his heart?

His knot was in the Kunlun bloodline.

After all, his own granddaughter was there.

And he, Lin Xiaocao, was the current representative of the Kunlun bloodline.

"I wish Hidden Dream could come to the royal family to take a look."

The emperor muttered to himself, his eyes absent-minded, but in his mind was a picture that Li Xiangsi, the Wang Clan's top expert, had personally described to him many years ago.

That year, in Germany, he and Liu-Li suffered the most serious ambush since their debut. The Hohensoran Family and the Teuton Knights had all been ambushed.

In that year, he was still not the emperor, and his combat strength was far inferior to Ye Liu-li's.

That time could be said to be the most seriously injured time. Ye Liuli, who was on the verge of dying from serious injuries and had gone completely crazy, exploded recklessly and finally reached her limit. Her entire body's joints and muscles were completely paralyzed, and she was almost dead.

On that day, the current Royal Auction House sent out all of them to wage war against Hohensoran regardless of the cost, creating a terrorist attack that was rarely seen in Germany in 20 years.

On the same day, an old man who had been sitting in a wheelchair for twenty years stood up from his wheelchair!

On that day, the sea was overwhelming and turbulent.

Even after twenty years, the old man's words were still ringing in his ears amidst the turbulent waves.

"If the Wang Clan cannot be revived, I, Wang Canglan, will die!"

In the end, when the old man left the island, the entire Knights of Hohensoran and Teuton were thrown upside down!

The Emperor looked at the picture on the wall with a dazed look in his eyes.

Do you think you're going to die? Heh...

At this moment, no one could understand the expression in his eyes.

Lin Xiaocao's expression was calm, but his heart was surging.

The martial arena was completely calm. The two men seemed to be petrified.

For a long time.

The Emperor closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His entire body completely calmed down.

He slowly turned around and looked at Lin Xiaocao, who was standing beside him. His gaze paused slightly on the scourge in his hand and he said indifferently, "Do you dare to fight me?"