"Hehe, it's not bad, although the realm is a little low, but it can be barely qualified to defeat a first-class late-stage martial artist, go ask him!"

In the other direction, the prince, who had been watching Wang Cong's competition, said to the people behind.

"Yes, His Royal Highness the Prince!"

One of them immediately answered, then stepped back and walked towards Wang Cong.

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"Wang Cong, can you move?"

Just when Wang Cong stepped down, a voice sounded.

"You are?"

Wang Cong looked at the person in front of him, frowned and thought for a while, he didn't seem to know him, so he asked.

"Hehehe, I am Gao Zhen of Shangnanhou Mansion, a person from His Royal Highness the Prince!"

The man listened to Fang Yun's inquiry, and said a little proudly, especially the last sentence, his tone was extraordinarily heavy.

"You, remember!"

After Wang Cong heard this Gao Zhenzi registration number, he nodded and said.

This Gao Zhen Wang Cong also had some impressions, and the final outcome was not very good.

"Hehehe, can I move now?"

Gao Zhen looked at Wang Cong's reaction, and thought that his name was so big that Wang Cong had heard it, and immediately said more proudly.

"Let's talk about it here!"

But Wang Cong said coldly.

"This, okay!"

"I'm from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and the purpose of my coming here is because His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very optimistic about you, so why don't you need me to say anything more next?"

Gao Zhen was choked by Wang Cong's words, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered.

"This is an invitation letter from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and in half a month, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will hold a poetry meeting in the East Palace. ”

Then, Gao Zhen took out another invitation letter and handed it to Wang Cong.

"I'm going to go!"

But Wang Cong did not accept this invitation, once he took this invitation, it meant that he became the prince's person.

Not to mention that the person who returned from Wang Cong can't look down on a small prince at all, even if he wants to support a prince before he recovers his strength in the early stage, he has to support a prince who can become the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty in the future, but Wang Cong knows that the future emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty is neither a full-fledged prince nor a third prince with the support of important ministers.

"What? You won't answer? Have you figured it out?"

Hearing Wang Cong's words, Gao Zhen's face immediately became gloomy and said.

At the same time, the momentum of Gao Zhen's innate realm began to emanate, and then all pressed towards Wang Cong.

"I think very clearly!"

Wang Cong just stood with his hands in his hands, staring at Gao Zhen without fear and said.

Wang Cong was a man who stood at the top of the world before, even if he returned to the past and cultivated to only a first-class realm, he was not a grandmaster of the Innate True Qi Realm who could be overwhelmed by his momentum.

"Okay, very good, I will report to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince truthfully. ”

Gao Zhen saw that Wang Cong was not affected by his momentum, so he withdrew his momentum and said with a cold snort.

Then Gao Zhen turned his head and left.

"Brother Wang, you actually refused the invitation of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

At this time, Sun Xing and the three of them walked up to Wang Cong and said with some horror.

The three of them were not far from Wang Cong just now, and Wang Cong didn't shy away from others, so the three of them also heard it.

"What? you really want to follow His Royal Highness the Prince?"

Wang Cong heard the words of the three and turned around and asked.

"Hey, let's not, how good it is to be chic for a lifetime, anyway, my father is a marquis, and my father's military exploits are enough to give me an earl, when the time comes, how chic will I be, what will I do when I participate in national affairs?"

"That's right, fighting wars and managing government affairs is the most tiring. ”

The three of them said with no ambition.

"Hehe, you guys!"

Wang Cong also shook his head with a wry smile.

Wang Cong also knows the temperament of the three of them, they are not lying now, but within ten years, they will grow up because of that incident and become iron-blooded generals who can fight on the battlefield for the human race.

But on the other side,

When Gao Zhen went back, he told the prince about Wang Cong's rejection of his invitation, but the prince was very angry.

"It's really good, you dare to refuse my invitation, then don't let them stay when they meet him. ”

After listening to Gao Zhen's report, the prince said with a gloomy face.

"Yes!"

Gao Zhen hurriedly agreed, and then went down to make arrangements.

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Soon, the second round of the competition was also completed,

The third round of the competition has begun, and the rest of the third round of the competition are basically the existence of more than the half-step innate realm, and only a few first-class martial artists with better luck have also been promoted.

And this time Wang Cong was the first to play, and this time Wang Cong encountered an opponent in the half-step innate realm.

"Hmph, Wang Cong, dare to touch my cousin, see how I teach you!"

After this person came to the stage, he said with an unkind face.

"Oh, then you can come!"

Wang Cong didn't take his words to heart at all, and said disdainfully.

This person is not the same as his cousin Zhang Bin, who is the third prince, and the end is not very good.

"Dragon Sword Technique!"

This person's name is Zhang He, and he uses a sword, but he also knows that Wang Cong is not simple, and his shot is a set of clever swordsmanship.

"Split up!"

This time, Wang Cong finally used martial arts, shaking his hands quickly with a strange pattern.

When Zhang He's sword stabbed over, Zhang He's sword actually shattered piece by piece, and then Wang Cong's hand quickly slapped Zhang He's chest.

"Hah!"

It was too late for Zhang He to dodge, and he suddenly became full of momentum, wanting to force Wang Cong away with his strong internal strength, after all, for ordinary first-class martial artists and half-step innate martial artists.

Under the full burst of the internal strength of the half-step innate martial artist, it can force the first-class realm martial artist away.

However, Wang Cong is not an ordinary martial artist, and Zhang He's internal strength did not force Wang Cong away.

Wang Cong's palm finally slapped on Zhang He.

Then Wang Cong bleached and took a few steps back.

Zhang He, who was photographed by Wang Cong, immediately felt tight, but after landing and standing firmly, he found that he didn't seem to be fine.

"Hahaha, you......... Poof!"

Then Zhang He laughed a few times, wanting to taunt Wang Cong, but before he could say it, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then covered the place where he had been photographed, and half-knelt on the ground.

At this time, a little eunuch from the Innate Realm immediately came to the ring and shook his true anger towards Zhang He, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

Then he shouted around: "It's okay, but it's lost its combat power, and Wang Congsheng, the son of the champion Hou Wang Zhen." ”

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"Hehe, the kid of the champion Hou family is a little interesting. ”

In the ring, Emperor Zhou looked at Wang Cong's performance, nodded with a smile and said.

"Hehehe, indeed, I wonder if he can get first place this time. ”

Fang Yun listened to Emperor Zhou's words, and said with a smile as well.

(End of chapter)