Martial Master

"Your Highness, I have seen the Crown Prince."

Zhang Yi, Li Qingfeng, and the others hurriedly bowed with respectful expressions. Beside them, Qin Feng also stood up and said, "I have seen the Crown Prince."

"There is no need for such formalities," Zhao Feng waved his hand, then took a few steps to Qin Feng, quickly helping him up and laughing, "Brother Qin, why are you being so courteous?"

His tone was gentle, as if greeting an old friend.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "The Crown Prince is the heir of our Da Qi Kingdom and will be the future Emperor. How could I dare to be disrespectful?"

"Hey, what you said is not right," Zhao Feng reproached, "What relationship do we have? Don’t act like this in the future."

The two exchanged smiles, engaging in light-hearted banter.

The Fourth Prince frowned slightly and said, "Second Brother, this is the preparatory hall for the Blood Spirit Pool. Why did you suddenly take an interest in this place?"

Zhao Feng glanced at him indifferently and said, "Fourth Brother, this is the gathering hall for our royal family. I also want to see how the geniuses of our Da Qi Kingdom are doing. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Then, Zhao Feng turned to Zhang Yi, showing a hint of a smile, and said, "I just heard Zhang Xiaohou's words and found them very reasonable. I heard that this time going to the Blood Spirit Pool, there are several students from the current class of the Tianxing Academy. I, the Crown Prince, am quite interested to see what capabilities this generation of Tianxing Academy geniuses have that actually allowed the Emperor to make an exception for them to enter the Blood Spirit Pool."

"Moreover," the Crown Prince coldly glanced at Qin Chen, narrowing his eyes, "Ling Shan is the daughter of Lord Kang and also belongs to our royal bloodline. You and Ling Shan are in the same carriage. This act insults our royal dignity. If your cultivation is sufficient, that's one thing, but if your cultivation is too weak, won't it disgrace my royal family? Zhang Yi, you should spar with him and see his abilities."

"Yes!" Zhang Yi, receiving the Crown Prince's affirmation, was extremely excited. He never expected that his casual action would attract so much support. He immediately coldly shouted at Qin Chen, "Qin Chen, you heard it! The Crown Prince also wants to know your capabilities. Come on, let me see how strong you really are!"

Zhang Yi grinned menacingly as he stepped forward.

The Fourth Prince's expression changed, "Second Brother, this isn't good. Qin Chen is a contestant entering the Blood Spirit Pool this time. If anything happens, can you bear the blame from Father?"

"Fourth Brother, you are being too cautious. I'm only letting Zhang Yi spar with Qin Chen. What could possibly happen?" Zhao Feng scoffed, then turned to Qin Chen and said, "If you dare not agree, is it because you seek fame without skills, fearing failure, or do you simply look down on Zhang Yi?"

Hearing the Crown Prince's words, Zhang Yi's face suddenly turned cold, "Qin Chen, if you have the guts, come out and fight! I won't even use my true qi, just my physical strength to spar with you, and I’ll let you use one hand. You wouldn't even dare to agree to that, would you?"

Qin Chen had an expressionless face, his gaze growing colder.

He came to participate in the Blood Spirit Pool baptism, having done nothing, and was first scolded by a mad woman, then challenged by an idiot. Did they all think he was a soft persimmon?

He realized that the Crown Prince Zhao Feng had an extremely good relationship with Qin Feng and was clearly trying to use this opportunity to let Qin Feng shine. Meanwhile, Zhang Yi was completely brainless, willing to be used as a pawn to curry favor with the Crown Prince.

Qin Chen glanced at the crowd and coldly laughed, "Since His Highness has put it this way, then I will spar with you!"

"Qin Chen, don’t be impulsive. Zhang Yi was the champion of the Tianxing Academy's year-end exam three years ago, and his cultivation has now reached the later stage of Earth Level. Even if you use one hand, you are not his match. Don't be reckless," Zhao Lingshan's anxious voice rang in Qin Chen's ears.