319: The terrifying Han Pinghua

Boring, it really is quite boring.

Su Chen had always been accustomed to being direct; his style was always to break all techniques with brute force. Now that he suddenly had to talk about strategy, it made him feel very uncomfortable.

The interest he originally had in dominating the ancient world had inexplicably faded a bit.

Compared to dominating the ancient world, am I more suited to be a god here?

Withdrawing his thoughts, Su Chen asked again, "What is the situation with the Martial Dao Exchange Conference?"

Han Li immediately replied, "Originally, Your Highness was supposed to appear last, but there was a change. There is a Martial Dao Grandmaster Genius from the Great Han Empire, so they adjusted it so that Your Highness would appear first."

"There is even a bad rumor outside saying that Your Highness will be the first to die at the exchange conference."

"Moreover, many of the deeds of that Martial Dao Grandmaster Genius from the Great Han Empire have been dug up. That person is the Disciple of Li Aohu, the former Great General of the Great Han Empire."

"This Li Aohu is a mortal enemy of our Great Qian Dynasty, so this person is likely to use lethal force. Placing Your Highness first seems to indicate that the other side has ulterior motives."

Su Chen nodded with a calm expression; he was not worried about this matter at all.

A Martial Dao Grandmaster, to put it plainly, still hasn't transcended the category of a human.

According to his rules, he wouldn't use his cultivation base, but he could still use his martial arts. When the time came, he would fight him with the strength of a Martial Dao Grandmaster.

A sure win!

Su Chen didn't know how to lose.

"By the way, why don't we just use your poison to poison the Emperor of Great Qian, and make him pour resources towards me? Wouldn't the struggle for the throne be a bit simpler?"

Su Chen asked curiously.

Han Li shook his head, "That's not appropriate. The Emperor of Great Qian has been fighting at the borders since he was young. He is extremely decisive, daring to fight and gamble. If we poison him, we will likely die very quickly."

Su Chen nodded regretfully, and at this moment, Han Li added:

"However... a mild poison is possible. I can administer a poison that only I can cure. When everyone else is helpless, Your Highness can descend like a god and save Your Majesty from danger."

This is actually a good idea.

Su Chen nodded immediately, but the Emperor of Great Qian was not easy to see, and he didn't have a good excuse to meet His Majesty right now, so he would have to find an opportunity later.

But to be fair, Su Chen felt that bringing Han Li along suddenly lowered the game's difficulty by a lot.

Originally, Su Chen's identity was a useless Fifth Prince, which was a Hell difficulty start, but now Su Chen felt like he had a perfect starting hand.

There was absolutely no difficulty at all.

Of course, there was another reason: their knowledge and experience far exceeded the scope of this world.

Just like the aspect of customizing poison; normal people simply couldn't do it.

With the decrease in game difficulty, coupled with Su Chen's personality of not liking power struggles, he felt increasingly bored.

Su Chen did not return to the Mingyue Palace, but continued to go to the Baixiang Tower to drink, experiencing the beauty of the ancient times.

The next day.

The Martial Dao Exchange Conference was held at the Martial Arts Arena in the East District. It was the largest Martial Arts Arena in the entire capital and could accommodate nearly 20,000 people at the same time.

It was the place where the Emperor usually held military parades.

"Have you heard? The Fifth Prince, Li Chengqian, has been scheduled to appear first."

"Hahaha, hilarious. I estimate that in a while, he will just turn tail and run."

"This trash actually has the face to participate in the Martial Dao Conference. With his frail body, anyone could kill him in one move."

"It's a pity. If only one couldn't surrender at the Martial Dao Exchange Conference. We could just let the Great Han Empire help us get rid of this pest and lose face for our Great Qian Empire."

Whispers continued to arise, and some even spoke without any avoidance.

Among those who came to watch the battle, they were all people from prominent backgrounds and were not afraid of the Fifth Prince at all.

No one expected that the focus of this conference was not Jiang Zhan of the Great Han Empire, nor Wu Haoyun of the Broken Sword Villa.

It was the Fifth Prince, Li Chengqian.

But this discussion was clearly not good; almost everyone was scolding Li Chengqian.

"His Majesty has arrived!"

Suddenly, an extremely sharp voice rang out. Everyone looked towards the Martial Arts Arena, and saw the Emperor of Great Qian walking over majestically.

Everyone present knelt and kowtowed to pay their respects.

"Long live, long live, long live our Emperor!"

As a grand event between the two Empires, the Emperor naturally needed to be present. The people who were originally participating were all extremely excited.

This battle must not be lost!

Next was a speech by the Emperor of Great Qian.

On the challenge platform, Zhou Yang, the son of the Great General, glanced coldly at Su Chen and then said contemptuously:

"The Fifth Prince truly has a good temperament, actually having nothing better to do than to come and embarrass our Great Qian Empire."

Su Chen frowned upon hearing this. He turned his head and looked at Zhou Yang with confusion, then said nonchalantly, "Your mouth is filthy. Slap him!"

Han Li did not say a word; he walked straight towards Zhou Yang.

However, after Zhou Yang heard the Fifth Prince's words, his expression was extremely contemptuous.

He was the son of the Great General; his status was even higher than that of the useless Fifth Prince, Li Chengqian. How could he compare to him?

Slap his mouth?

Does he dare?

Furthermore, he was a half-step Martial Dao Grandmaster. Apart from a Martial Dao Grandmaster, who could slap his mouth?

Zhou Yang looked coldly at Han Li. If the other party really dared to make a move against him, he wouldn't mind killing him right here.

Han Li walked up to him. His thin body looked frail and weak, appearing to have no threat at all.

"Slap!"

Just at this moment, an extremely crisp sound echoed out, and a red slap mark quickly appeared on Zhou Yang's cheek.

And his whole body was knocked flying two or three meters away. He lay on the ground, dizzy, unable to recover his senses.

How is this possible!

Zhou Yang had a look of shock on his face. With this force and speed, he didn't even have time to react.

So fast!

Su Chen didn't look at Zhou Yang again. He was the Dominator of the Xuanhuang Realm, and he had come here just to play.

Since it was for play, it was naturally done as he pleased.

To offend him, one must see if they have the qualifications.

To tell the truth, compared to slowly fighting monsters and leveling up, Su Chen preferred being the protagonist of a power fantasy novel.

So, last night he was considering whether to give himself a more powerful Golden Finger, such as "scattering beans to summon soldiers," directly summoning an army of 300,000.

The more he thought about it, the more bored Su Chen felt.

This life, it would be better to return to Mount Wangyun and lie down to sleep.

Zhou Yang also came to his senses. His eyes were full of Killing Intent, and he roared in a low voice, "You dare hit me? I want you dead!"

As he spoke, he lunged at Han Li like an agile cheetah, his Internal Energy erupting.

Han Li suddenly turned his head. From that thin, small body, an extremely terrifying Killing Intent erupted. His eyes were extremely cold, as ruthless as a ghost from the Nine Hells.

In an instant.

Zhou Yang froze.

His whole body tensed up, not daring to move in the slightest.

The eyes that were originally filled with murderous intent instantly softened, turning into those of a docile kitten.

Cold sweat ran down his forehead. He felt as if he were being pricked by needles on his back. If he made a move, he would probably die in the next breath.

Han Li sneered, turned around, and returned to Su Chen's side, standing respectfully to the side.

Zhou Yang's rapidly beating heart finally calmed down, but when he looked at Su Chen, his gaze had undergone a earth-shattering change.

Before, it was because of anger that he had lost some of his rationality.

But the aura that Han Li had just released, which was suppressed to the extreme, made him calm down.

Martial Dao Grandmaster!?

No, definitely more than that.

The strongest person he had been in contact with since childhood was his father, the Great General of the Great Qian Empire.

At the same time, he was also the ceiling of combat power for the entire Great Qian Dynasty, the supreme expert among Martial Dao Grandmasters, having killed no less than 8,000 to 10,000 enemies on the battlefield.

But even so, he felt that compared to Han Li, there was a vast difference.

That extremely terrifying sense of oppression could even be said to be completely on a different level.

What on earth is the situation?

Isn't the Fifth Prince a piece of trash? Why could he have such a terrifying person by his side?

Han Pinghua!

He also knew this person, the one who often followed the Fifth Prince. He had encountered him before, but Zhou Yang had never spoken to Su Chen.

In his view, trash was not worthy of communicating with him.