Chapter One Hundred and Thirteen: Displaying Majesty in the Holy City

  "Slow!" His father, Emperor of the Megelane Empire, recognized my father and said to him: "Who is this?"

  "Son!" Although Father didn't know why I was doing this, he had already lost patience and didn't stop me!

  "This is our affair with the Carter Kingdom, it's best you don't interfere!" he said coldly.

  "Father Emperor, who is he?" The Third Prince asked!

  "The Great Han Kingdom's Grand Marshal of the Army and Navy, Dragon Roar Heaven, the Sword Saint!" he replied!

  "Brother Long, this has nothing to do with you! You'd better leave quickly!" Xicer thought his father had come to rescue him and couldn't bear to implicate a friend.

  "Hey! Son! Look?" The father wants to save Xizel Carter, the prince's relative, but is also worried about bringing disaster to the Great Han, knowing that I have many tricks up my sleeve, so he asks me!

  "Hmmph! I was thinking, if someone were to say something like 'seeing injustice on the road and drawing swords to help', it would be really stupid. It's better to find another excuse to teach this dogshit prince a lesson and vent my anger! So I said loudly: "Originally, it's none of my business, but I just heard someone boasting that the 'Dogshit Army' is invincible in combat, which made me uncomfortable!"

  "Hmph!" The Emperor of the Megelain Empire snorted in anger. He, of course, knew it was an excuse and asked his father, "Do you think so too?"

  I thought my father would not be interested in this excuse, but unexpectedly he nodded very affirmatively and said: "He says it is, then it is!" Then he pointed to a person behind the Emperor of the Megablue Empire and said: "The one I dislike the most is his arrogant attitude!"

  "You!" Emperor of the Megablue Empire said angrily: "Good! Kusu take good care of him for me! Don't disappoint me!"

  "Yes! Your Majesty!" A man walked out, he was older than Father by a few years, about two meters tall, much shorter than Father, and his whole body emitted a cold aura, his presence was almost as strong as Father's!

  "Hah! We finally have the chance to settle accounts, you old scoundrel! Now, pay the price for your past arrogance!" The father didn't say another word, drew his dragon-head sword and charged over to chop him down!

  So it's an old enemy, I finally understand! Ah, Kelsie! This name sounds very familiar! To be able to rival Father, it shouldn't be the Ice Sword Saint, right? It must be him! I can tell from his silver-white aura and the cold wind emanating from him that he's the one! This is his signature skill - Frost Aura!

  I remember my mother saying that this kid is a notorious sharp-tongued swordsman from the Sword Saint, skilled at provoking his opponents' emotions with words and then taking advantage of them. He once had a confrontation with Father in the Holy City. At that time, although he was more than ten years older than Father, his strength was actually weaker than Father's. He could only barely hold his own against Father by relying on the divine artifact, the Frost Ice Sword, in his hand. During their battle, he repeatedly mocked our Dragon Family's heirloom, the Dragon Pattern Sword, being stolen! It made Father so angry that he vowed to make him pay someday! Unfortunately, it wasn't until now that he had the chance!

  This time, the two were pitted against each other, and the situation was completely one-sided! To begin with, he wasn't as good as his father, and this time, even the equipment in his hand was far inferior, making him an even less formidable opponent! His Frost God Sword had the effect of freezing his opponents, slowing down their movements. However, because his father's Dragon Scale Armor came with the "Protection of the Light God", this 9th-level defensive magic made it easy to counter the small freezing effect! On the other hand, his father's Dragon Horn Sword was made from a poisonous dragon horn and naturally carried a powerful toxin; as long as the skin was broken, it would be extremely troublesome! Even if one used their internal energy to resist it, dizziness and blurred vision were unavoidable. It seemed that Kusu had learned about the sword's deadliness through other channels and tried her best to avoid being injured by it! The battle became even more arduous!

  His father had a stack of amplification spells on him! 'Hymn of Light' gave him infinite stamina! 'Giant Strength', doubled his power! 'Wind God's Blessing', made him as light as a swallow! It widened the gap between their strengths by a whole level! And with Kusu's complexion, it looked like he was drunk from overindulgence in wine! As for his father, he was an out-and-out battle maniac, fighting was his second life, and with only one wife, his mother, and his grandfather's supervision, he spent all his time practicing hard, how could his strength not soar?!

  So, that Ke Si was defeated in just a few moves! He was killed by his father and retreated step by step, without even having the chance to catch his breath, let alone use his poisonous tongue to attack!

  Just a few more moves and Father would be able to cut him down with his sword! The Third Prince of the Megelan Empire couldn't take it anymore. If he was going to be slaughtered by his father, the Sword Saint, like this, then the Megelan Empire would lose all face and wouldn't be able to show itself in public again, it would be too humiliating! So, he very shamelessly shouted loudly: "What's so great about having good equipment?! We have more people!" Immediately, with a wave of his hand, eight people rushed out from behind him and charged forward to help!

  They had over 200 guards behind them, but only 12 of the truly top-notch warriors were above mid-level Golden Warriors. Since they needed to leave some to protect their father and son, they sent eight out. If they wanted to rescue someone, they wouldn't need so many, which shows that his goal is to capture my father at all costs!

  "How shameless!" The poor Tao shouted loudly: "Sword Saint still brings a helper? Is this how the Megelan Empire values knightly honor?"

  "Who told your father to come and bully people with his good equipment?" The Third Prince shouted.

  "At first, my father used an iron sword against Kusuo's ice sword and you didn't say anything like that!" The poor Taoist scolded.

  "Hum!" The Third Prince said with a spoiled tone: "I don't know!"

  The onlookers were discussing and criticizing the shamelessness of the Megablue Empire, but the father and son of the Megablue Empire remained silent with thick skin!

  Those people are all respectable, but this matter is really not glorious, especially in the bustling city. If it gets out, it won't be good for them to do business anymore. But since they can't disobey orders, they can only pretend to go along with it! Moreover, these people have always been suspicious of each other, and Kess's sharp tongue has offended many people. Others are already reluctant to come and rescue him! And the freezing attribute of the Ice Frost Battle Qi doesn't distinguish between friend and foe, making it impossible for them to cooperate well!

  And so, Father didn't fall behind because of the extra people, but instead became more courageous in battle. In the end, he unleashed his divine might and encircled all nine people within his aura, launching a fierce and exhilarating slaughter. For a time, he dominated the nine people, holding an absolute advantage! If things continue to develop like this, it's likely that Father will create a beautiful legend of winning against overwhelming odds!

  The third prince saw that the situation was not in his favor! He came up with another vicious plan! It would be inappropriate to send someone again to attack my father, it wouldn't sound good and it would also be difficult to carry out! The other guards were not skilled enough, they couldn't even participate in a battle between sword saints! The four powerful men by his side had the heavy responsibility of protecting the emperor, they couldn't be mobilized again! So he set his sights on me!

  "That little brat just scolded me, didn't you hear me tell you to take care of him?! Now go and teach him a lesson!" The Third Prince said, then ordered more than 30 guards to come and teach me a lesson!

  Xizel*Carte cursed shamelessly, calling the old general's body to his subordinates, bringing people to help me, but was blocked by Carte King's guards.

  As I see more than 30 guards rushing towards me like wolves, everyone is worried that Father will be distracted by this!

  But unexpectedly, Dad shouted: "Haha! Little rabbit, let's have a competition to see who can clean up this trash the fastest! If you lose, I'll have to discipline you for a whole year!"

  The onlookers were all stunned!

  "Are you calling these two little demons and a bear to take on me, with over 30 guards? Have you been beaten silly, Dragon Sword Saint?" The Third Prince laughed maniacally.

  "Idiot!" My father and I cursed in a low voice.

  "Are you going to lose?" I asked Father as I drew out a self-made treasured sword.

  "I won't care about you anymore!" Father said with a pleased smile!

  "Cut!" The poor Taoist said disdainfully: "It seems like you haven't had this opportunity for a long time!"

  With his limited brain power, he himself knows how difficult it is to win me in military chess deduction.

  I still wanted to say something, but unfortunately, I didn't have the chance. The fast-running guard had already arrived in front of me, this big idiot. He didn't even bring a weapon, coming at me empty-handed. In his eyes, if he were to draw his sword on a 13-year-old kid, that would be too humiliating!

  The poor Dao didn't stand on ceremony, unfolding the Taiji sword technique. The bright treasure sword lightly drew a few circles, dazzling his eyes. Taking advantage of his momentary confusion, the sword pointed at the Dan Zhong acupoint, and with a light touch, the powerful force transformed by the Taiji divine skill penetrated through his armor, heavily striking the acupoint! This guy directly fell to the ground without getting up!

  This move was created by me based on the principle of cotton palm, mainly because most people here wear armor to protect themselves, and many of my previous moves were not very effective, so I came up with this one. Today is the first time I've tried it out, and the result is quite satisfactory!

  Then came two more, they still didn't get the lesson, when that guy thought he fell down by himself, still came to catch me in a big way. I was too lazy to use Taiji Sword, it's simply a waste, directly using the fastest 77-49 fatal continuous sword, stabbed to the ground.

  The remaining people were shocked to see me, and no longer dared to be arrogant. They drew their swords and attacked. They divided into two groups, with about 20 of them coming to capture me, while the rest went to capture Xiānyǎ! I cursed in my heart, truly, what kind of master has what kind of servants, all so despicable and shameless!