Cursed Mountains and Seas

Chapter 159 You don't know you're wrong, you know you're going to die.

The naval battlefield of the Wufengqi Civil War was located on one side of Pinghu Port and on the other side of the Tsushima Strait, shrouded in mist.

Jiang Wenyuan's 500-ton warship dared not get involved in the strait. The battle between the Yunmeng Ghost Master and the Trinidad sailing warship could only proceed through the battlefield while carrying the [Zhang Heng Examination Paper].

They thought they could escape easily, but their path was blocked by three groups of people.

My heart skipped a beat:
"Are there three geniuses here?"

The first person was Prince Wang Cheng, who was wearing a black python robe and carrying a sandalwood sword box on the ship [Jingyun]!

The python robe was originally designed to resemble the robe of a dragon, similar to the emperor's robe, but with one less claw. While the dragon robe has five claws, the python robe only has four, representing the highest rank and status of a court official.

But at this moment, whether it was because the sky was too dark or because of an illusion, Jiang Wenyuan seemed to see the golden python pattern on the python robe slowly moving, and even a fifth finger growing out of the python and transforming into a dragon.

It was as if the throne had been bestowed upon him by heaven. From this day forward, this son was no longer a subject, but had become the ruler of a region!
Jiang Wenyuan shook his head vigorously, and when he looked at Wang Cheng again, he seemed unchanged, except that he seemed to have gained a deep sense of majesty and an indescribable air of nobility.

What he didn't know was that the fundamental ability of the horizontal inscription "Destined by Heaven" was that when the victor's fortune was at its peak, they could obtain a false throne from the "Twenty-Four Solar Terms" and the will of the people without needing anyone's appointment or recognition.

Like the emperor of the First French Empire, he declared:
"A monarch need not be crowned; you only need to submit!"

If a master of the highest rank were here to use the Qi-gazing technique, they might see Wang Cheng's azure-purple aura rapidly rising, and even a dark purple aura emanating from between his brows, making his appearance incomparably noble.

Where is the dilapidated state that once weighed two ounces and eight mace?
Wang Cheng strode forward with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, stepping out from the crowd and reciting aloud:
"The blazing tiger-dragon divine sword flies, rely on your own strength and do not go against it. When it is passed on, it must be with the power of heaven and earth, then it will penetrate the three officials and enter the Purple Palace! The Five Emperors' Coins, draw them from their sheaths!"

With his right hand pointing the sword to the sky, a line of platinum sword light shot out from the sword box, merging with the sword of the other man to form a long rainbow, flying towards Jiang Wenyuan and Mao Haifeng.

On the other side, Wang Fugui, the centurion of Zhenhaiwei who had exceeded his mission to form an alliance with Wufengqi, appeared quietly behind Luo Wenlong at some point.

He bowed respectfully to the aggrieved party, who was seething with resentment and wished he could devour Mao Haifeng alive.
"Lord Luo, there's no need to be angry. I will fetch a limb from Mao Haifeng for you, so you can vent your anger!"

Luo Wenlong was overjoyed upon hearing this:

"Brother Fugui, it has to be you! I almost forgot that you are the second most talented person in the Twenty-Four Guards after Lu Yunchen, the one who is envied by gods and ghosts."

The Dragon and Tiger Ranking has over three hundred members. In the entire Great Zhao Dynasty, among young officials under the age of twenty, you would easily be ranked in the top thirty.

With your words today, regardless of whether or not Mao Haifeng can be killed, I, Luo Wenlong, will definitely recommend you for a hereditary position as a commander of a thousand households.

Once the eldest son of the Lu family is transferred, the Baoshan Thousand-Household Garrison will be yours, Brother Fugui!

The others on the boat looked on with envy, yet they couldn't bring themselves to be jealous.

This is why it's easier to get an official position if you have connections in the central government.

It is said that Yu Long and Qi Hu were equally brilliant, but how many people know that Qi Hu was actually only half the age of Yu Long? The official careers of these two outstanding individuals are simply incomparable.

Wang Cheng naturally wouldn't hold back. Wasn't his repeated performance in front of the Lu family uncles and nephews and Luo Wenlong all for this purpose?

Now he is one step closer to using the imperial court's money to support his own army!
Then, Wang Fugui, in his yang form, clasped his hands in a salute again and chanted an incantation:

"The Eight Divine Powers resound, the Spiritual Strategist's Jade Inscription. Summoning dragons to bring rain, gathering qi and smoke. By decree!"

The invisible, intangible dragon robe that was difficult for outsiders to see suddenly entered his body.

Roar--!
Wang Cheng's eyes suddenly turned into sharp vertical pupils, and a dragon tail with green scales appeared behind his buttocks. With a leap, he transformed into a complete green dragon.

With the bestowed throne and the addition of great fortune, the dragon aura emanating from him surged, and the size of his dragon body approached four-fifths of Yan Yunxiao's.

It's becoming more and more compatible.

With clouds and rain, accompanied by wind and thunder, the dazzling sword light of the evil spirit followed closely behind, heading straight for the 500-ton warship.

Although their identities as Yin and Yang beings are completely different, they each bear the unexpected title of "genius" and successfully pass [Zhang Heng's test paper].

This item is incredibly powerful; it absolutely blocks idiots. Anyone who can't reach the threshold will be 100% unable to pass.

But any genius can easily cross the threshold without being negatively affected in any way.

Wang Chengyin merged with his sword, bending in mid-air.

With the seamless and protective [Sword Style: Heavenly Circle], which guards itself like a dome, it cuts away all the scattered lead bullets hastily fired by the musket team.

Then, with a righteous and ruthless move, the [Sword Style: Ground], which was used to attack and subdue all directions, he slashed down on Mao Haifeng, who looked listless and weak.

clang--!
The latter raised a pair of iron-backed maces above his head, blocking the incomparably sharp light of the money sword, while his knees bent slightly.

At this time, Mao Haifeng still had the strength of a fifth-rank cultivator, but he was only a weakened fifth-rank cultivator. He was having some difficulty even fighting the evil spirit Yin Body sixth-rank [Chao Feng Lang].

Even more unfortunately, Wang Chengyang followed closely behind, and with just one swipe of his tail, he swept away the loyal guards who came forward to block his way.

The whip's tail unleashed a burst of air, and while they were still flying in mid-air, they had already vomited three liters of blood.

After landing, Wang Chengyang transformed into a half-human, half-dragon figure ten feet tall, wielding the divine weapon [Qilin Shangfang Mace], which had also grown larger and twice as heavy. He then unleashed a devastating attack on Mao Haifeng.

Boom!

Mao Haifeng hurriedly countered with his mace, relying on his "unity of heaven and man," which was still superior to Wang Cheng's, to receive, neutralize, and release the force, directing the immense power to the deck beneath his feet.

The entire 500-ton warship suddenly shuddered.

However, the lightning energy carried in the mace could not be completely dissipated, leaving two charred footprints on the wooden deck, and his body was also somewhat numb.

The sword light from Yin Shen arrived again, and the incomparably sharp golden light changed from a straight line to a line that changed with the situation, controlling the mind and the people.

He fully executed the three major sword techniques of the Five Emperors Coin Sword, which are derived from the concept of "round heaven and square earth" in copper coins.

With his mind focused on two things at once, and in conjunction with the powerful and sweeping movements of his Thirty-Six Paths Thunder God's Cloak Mace, he deftly spun around amidst the barrage of attacks from the two pairs of heavy maces, and plucked off a piece of Mao Haifeng's scalp, nearly cracking his head open.

"what!"

Although it wasn't a serious injury, half of his face was covered in blood, making him look particularly terrifying.

As Mao Haifeng swung his mace in retaliation, preparing to kill the obviously more fragile Yin Shen first, Yang Shen swung his double maces again and smashed them hard against his head.

Mao Haifeng was caught off guard and quickly found himself at a disadvantage. He never imagined that the ones who cut off his last escape route would be these two simple-minded boys and scapegoats whom he had initially taken lightly.

A hysterical roar:

"One of you is a soldier, and the other is a thief. How can you collude with each other? Aren't you afraid of being stabbed in the back?"

Jiang Wenyuan discovered that the attackers were two sixth-rank officials. Just as he was about to help, he felt a chill run down his spine, as if any movement would bring a white rainbow piercing the sun.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a stunningly beautiful girl standing behind him, her fiery red fox fur robes flowing around her and her four tails swaying behind her.

"And who are you?!"

Jiang Wenyuan thought he could act recklessly with this treasure he took from the examination hall, but he didn't expect that he would accidentally stir up trouble in the den of geniuses on his first use.

This is simply outrageous in a remote and impoverished place like Yingzhou.

He knew both Prince Wang and Wang Fugui, but he couldn't recognize who this girl, who was even more beautiful than Wang Cuiqiao, was.

Not only Jiang Wenyuan didn't recognize her, but no one could tell Shen Yueye's identity at this moment.

Even the bald monk and the dragon-tailed master only knew that she was a woman the prince had brought back from outside, and they treated her with great intimacy.

Of course, it's not a problem if the prince loves beautiful women; it would be a huge problem if he didn't!

There was no hope for the future for everyone in Wufeng Banner.

No one expected that the beauty the prince brought back would also be a genius, a fifth-rank official at a young age.

Shen Yueye originally wanted to take care of her junior brother so that she wouldn't go head-to-head with a veteran of the same level.

She simply smiled at Jiang Wenyuan and his ghost soldiers, then released the dozens of fire fox soldiers she had created, which scattered and set fires all over the ship.

He held a ruby ​​dagger, aiming it at Jiang Wenyuan's throat, heart, back, and kidneys, so that Jiang wouldn't be distracted to help.

Both the Bodhisattva's Man's spiritual response [Yang Transformation] and the Pearl Diving Girl's spiritual response [Yin Transformation] have one advantage: they have an extremely wide range of skills and unusual techniques to learn.

They can learn almost anything, and once they learn it, they can unleash its full potential.

"Put out the fire! If the ship is destroyed, we'll all die!"

Jiang Wenyuan had no choice but to recite poems using the literary art of ascending to power:

"The painted beams fly over the clouds of Nanpu in the morning, and the pearl curtains roll up the rain of Xishan in the evening."

They summoned a shower of rain in an attempt to extinguish the raging fire on the ship.

This is what caused the delay.

The match between Wang Cheng and Mao Haifeng on the sidelines was coming to an end.

The two figures became afterimages, moving with the force of thunder. Their two pairs of heavy maces clashed head-on, sending them flying, maces and men, to the bow and stern of the ship.

One at the bow and the other at the stern simultaneously unleashed the most powerful killing move of the Thirty-Six Paths Thunder God's Cloak Mace.

The unity of magic and martial arts: [Thunder God's Chisel Tooth] versus [Thunder God's Chisel Tooth]!
Wang Chengyang's body was like a broken bow, and the innate extraordinary appearance of the Yin-Yang Hand, the terrifying physical strength of the Horned Wood Dragon, the wind and thunder energies, and the unity of heaven and man that burned the two temples were all perfectly integrated at this moment.

The low, dark clouds that were raining in the sky were all absorbed by the two people's unity with the heavens, and lightning burst forth.

"die!"

"die!"

With a thunderous roar, two blindingly bright silver lights shot out, crushing everything in front of them at the same time.

However, in order to guard against Wang Chengyin's sudden backstab, Mao Haifeng slightly deviated the angle of the heavy mace he shot.

A large hole was blasted open in the air above the warship, and two divine maces, carrying violent energy, sliced ​​through the deck along the way with a "boom," tearing the three sails, which had already begun to burn, to shreds.

Ultimately, the two sharp edges clashed violently.

One of the iron-spine horizontal maces was at the wrong angle and was flung high into the air by the immense force, while the other Qilin Shangfang mace continued forward and slashed down fiercely!
Even though Mao Haifeng first blocked with another heavy mace and then dodged in advance, he still couldn't escape the calamity.

A gleaming silver mace slammed down on his thigh, instantly blasting his right leg into a bloody mist from the groin.

"Ahhhhh."

As excruciating pain struck, Mao Haifeng collapsed onto the deck, clutching his broken leg and screaming in agony.

The more glorious this number two figure in Wufeng Banner was, the more tragic he is now.

Gao Ren was still loyal and steadfast; even at this critical moment, he dared to step forward and support him.

Mao Haifeng watched as Wang Cheng and Wang Fugui walked slowly toward him from the left and right. Without the slightest hesitation, he knelt on the deck and kowtowed repeatedly, utterly disrespectful.

"Brother Cheng, no, Your Highness, I was wrong, please spare my life."

I'm still useful. I'm willing to be your slave and do whatever you ask.

I'm giving you Wang Cuiqiao's "Official Star Peach Blossom Pattern" and I'll go get rid of the child in her belly right now.

I also keep several petite and lovely mistresses in Japan. They are the best at serving people, and I will give them all to you as well.

Oh, and I also embezzled public funds from the Five Peaks Banner. If they kill me, all the assets and wealth I own in Dazhao, Japan, Southeast Asia, the Old Port Pacification Commission, and the Dutch Bank will be lost forever.

"Let me go! I know I was wrong. From now on, I'll be a dog for the Wang family!"

Seeing his humble behavior, Wang Cheng showed no emotion whatsoever, only coldly uttering his last words:

"You don't know you're wrong, you know you're going to die."

This child is flexible and adaptable; he must not be allowed to live!
He raised the Five Emperors' Golden Coin Sword and slashed down instantly.

(End of this chapter)