I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 87 Shadow is still far away
Shadow didn't care that Li Junxin asked people to watch the fun.

In his opinion, if they only used fighting skills, he would not necessarily be worse than Li Chengzong.

After all, he is much older than Li Chengzong, has experienced many battles, and has rich combat experience.

On the other hand, although Li Chengzong is a grandmaster, he is young and has only made a few moves. Even if his martial arts moves are strong, they are limited.

"Shadow, you are amazing. You actually dare to challenge our Patriarch. But the Patriarch is nothing special. He is just the youngest Grandmaster."

This is Li Yi, a veteran ninth-rank master, whose strength is no less than Shadow.

"Is this shadow so powerful that he dares to challenge the head of the family?"

Fan Wujiu is a swordsman above the ninth rank. He has never fought with Shadow and does not understand Shadow's strength.

"remarkably brave."

As a master at the peak of the ninth rank, Zhao Huai'en's strength is no less than Hong Sixiang's. His response to Shadow's challenge to Li Chengzong can be summed up in four simple words.

"Shadow, come on, don't be a coward."

"I'm rooting for you, Shadow!"

"Master Shadow, come on, the head of the family will spare your life."

"..."

Hearing what everyone said, the group of little guys became unhappy.

"Master, you must teach him a lesson."

"The head of the family is the most powerful."

"Master, beat him up. Can you teach my father a lesson? He beat me up again yesterday."

"..."

A group of the little ones' fathers and elders cheered Shadow on.

The little ones who had listened to Chen Pingping's stories stood with Chen Pingping on the opposite side and cheered for Li Chengzong.

Originally, Yingzi thought that he would not be much weaker than Li Chengzong if they only used sword skills in a duel, but when they really fought, he found out how wrong he was.

In just a few breaths, Li Chengzong changed his attack methods into several different ones. Even if he tried his best to resist, he could not resist the ghostly attack moves. The branches in his hands were even more terrifying than swords. Every attack could leave a wound on his body. No matter how he attacked, he could be easily resolved by the opponent and hit back.

"Too slow, too slow... This is not how you use this move... The left side, can't you tell the left from the right? This time it's the top, is your perception so weak? You couldn't dodge the same attack four or five times, you're so stupid, and you still want to learn from Ye Liuyun..."

Li Chengzong had never fought with Wu Zhu, so he didn't know how big the gap was between his fighting skills and Wu Zhu's, but he thought that his fighting skills were among the best. At least in terms of fighting skills alone, Emperor Qing was not his opponent.

Shadow is good, with fast speed and sharp swordsmanship, but his attacks always give people an awkward feeling, as if his own thoughts and attacking moves are contradictory, so there is naturally no question of the unity of man and sword.

Moreover, everything is afraid of comparison. Shadow himself uses a sword, and Li Chengzong is also a master of kendo. When Shadow meets Li Chengzong, even if Li Chengzong did not use any of his strength, it would be enough to defeat Shadow. It would be a complete dimensionality reduction attack.

Chen Pingping, who was standing by, couldn't bear to watch any more.

He could see that Shadow had used his full strength, and even performed beyond his normal level today, but the gap was simply too big.

It is true that Li Chengzong looks very young, but his fighting skills are very strong, as if he has been tempered by thousands of times. He can anticipate the enemy's moves every time and can catch Shadow's attack no matter what he does. On the other hand, Li Chengzong's offensive is unpredictable. Even if it is the same move, Shadow will still be hit, and it seems that Shadow cannot avoid it no matter how hard he tries.

During the fight between the two, Li Chengzong did not use too much true energy, but even so, his speed and body movements were astonishingly fast, and his sword techniques were even more bizarre, which was simply beyond the reach of Shadow.

Although you can clearly see his movements, the moves that follow are so strange and unpredictable, as if they came from thin air.

He had only seen such ability in one person, and that was Wu Zhu. However, Wu Zhu really had no true energy at all. But as strong as Wu Zhu was, he did not have such ghostly swordsmanship as Li Chengzong.

Yingzi is also a stubborn person. Even though he was beaten all over by Li Chengzong, he was still unwilling to admit defeat and kept holding on.

awful!
It's too awful.

Li Chengzong was a little annoyed, and he hit Shadow hard with the branch in his hand, sending Shadow flying three feet away. Shadow fell to the ground unconscious, thus ending this battle without any suspense.

Chen Pingping sighed and originally wanted to ask someone to carry Shadow away, but then he remembered that this was Prince Ding's Mansion. When he was about to speak, he found that there were already people from the Blood-Clothed Guards carrying Shadow away with a smile on their faces.

"Thank you, Third Prince!"

Chen Pingping pushed his wheelchair to Li Chengzong to thank him. He knew that Li Chengzong was intentionally giving Yingzi some pointers. The gap between the two was too big. If Li Chengzong was serious, he would have killed Yingzi with just one move, just like he did in the last move.

"President Chen, you're too polite. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so it's good to practice."

Doesn’t warming up even count?
Chen Pingping glanced at the shadow being carried away and asked curiously, "Third Prince, in your opinion, does Shadow have a chance of becoming a Grandmaster?"

"His swordsmanship is not bad, and the quality of his Qi is also OK. It is considered good among the nine grades, and can be ranked in the top ten. Unfortunately, his swordsmanship is not pure, and his thoughts are not clear. It is impossible for him to follow Ye Liuyun's path and become a grandmaster after enlightenment in one day."

"The thought is not clear?"

Li Chengzong nodded and said with a smile: "Shadow is an assassin, right? Assassins emphasize that everything they do is to prepare for the final killing blow, but from Shadow's moves, he wants to defeat his opponent openly. Deep down in his heart, he must be very disdainful of the assassin's behavior. His thoughts and martial arts moves are contrary to each other. The sword in his hand is not in harmony with his mind. He can't even achieve the unity of man and sword. He is still far from becoming a grandmaster." "It seems that Shadow is hopeless." Chen Pingping sighed, and then laughed: "However, there are many ninth-grade masters in the world, and only five or six can become grandmasters. It is normal that he cannot become a grandmaster."

In the past, before Chen Pingping's legs were disabled, he was also a martial arts master. He also knew that it was not easy to break through to the grandmaster level in martial arts. Otherwise, there would have been no grandmasters before Ye Qingmei. Even after he had the skills given by Ye Qingmei, there were only a handful of people who had achieved the grandmaster level in the past few decades.

"Let Shadow think carefully about his own path. If he can achieve the unity of man and sword, his strength will be greatly improved, and he will still have a chance to kill Si Gu Jian. Of course, the probability of killing Si Gu Jian without becoming a grandmaster is very small and can be almost ignored."

Chen Pingping was stunned, and said with an inexplicable look: "It seems that the Third Prince knows a lot of things."

"I know a lot more than you think."

Li Chengzong did not deny it and said with a smile: "The shadow issue has been resolved. Do you understand Dean Chen's confusion now?"

In fact, Chen Pingping already understood the difference between his Chen Garden and Prince Ding's Mansion.

When the people of Chen Garden faced outsiders, such as when they faced Li Chengzong and others a few days ago, they were still afraid from the bottom of their hearts. The smiles on their faces were deliberate and not sincere. They felt inferior to others from the bottom of their hearts.

On the other hand, the people in Prince Ding's Mansion smiled sincerely when facing him. They respected Chen Pingping because of his contributions to the Kingdom of Qing, not because of his identity as the president of the Supervisory Council.

In response to Li Chengzong's question, Chen Pingping nodded and said, "I have learned a lot. I wonder if the Third Prince has a solution?"

Li Chengzong rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "I've already said that a world where everyone is equal is impossible, so there is naturally no solution."

Chen Pingping couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

However, Li Chengzong did not stop talking.

"At least it won't exist for thousands of years to come, but we can change the status quo. Why do people have such a divided perception? This is a policy of the superiors to fool the people, so we need to enlighten the people. In this way, the people's perception of the divided perception will naturally change slowly."

"To enlighten the people, is this the reason why the Third Prince opened a school in his early years?"

"It seems that Dean Chen has investigated me a lot."

Li Chengzong smiled, then sighed, "I guess so, but it's a pity that those schools have been destroyed. In my opinion, enlightening the people is also the first step in the world of equality that Ye Qingmei pursued. Unfortunately, you all don't realize it. Ye Qingmei may have this awareness, but she died too early. Of course, it may also be that she took too big a step and wanted to become fat in one go, which eventually hurt herself."

Chen Pingping was silent and fell into deep thought again.

When Chen Pingping came to his senses, Li Chengzong was gone again.

"Where is the Third Prince?" Chen Pingping asked.

"The master and mistress have entered the palace."

Zhao Huai'en, who stayed aside, said, "Before the patriarch left, he told Dean Chen that if he could come back to his senses, he could look around the palace today. I believe Dean Chen would understand something."

"Manager Zhao, I remember you seem to be a retainer of the Third Prince, right?"

"Yes."

"So do you think there is any difference between you retainers and other servants?"

Zhao Huai'en thought about it and smiled, "Maybe we are closer to the head of the family."

"Don't you think they are lower?"

"We all earn our livings with our own hands, without stealing or robbing. Why do you think others are inferior? And the head of the family also said that there is no distinction between high and low professions, only different divisions of labor. Of course, some people have made great contributions to the country, such as Dean Chen, and they should be more respected."

"Well said, well done. If the Third Prince had been born a few decades earlier, things might have been different."

Chen Pingping suddenly realized, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Please trouble Manager Zhao to take me around the palace."

It was dark and after dinner, but Li Chengzong and Si Lili still hadn't returned, so Chen Pingping and Yingzi had no choice but to say goodbye and leave. The palace's carriage took them back.

After all, Yingzi was injured and wrapped up like a dumpling, so he definitely couldn't go back by himself. Chen Pingping was in a wheelchair, so it would be troublesome for him to go back by himself, let alone take Yingzi with him.

Chen Yuan, in a room.

Yingzi was lying on the bed. After listening to what Li Chengzong and Chen Pingping had said, he was silent for a long time before he spoke: "The Third Prince is a really good person and treats you well. You should ask him to help heal your leg. You also know about Teng Zijing's case. It should be the Third Prince who saved him. If he could save the dying Teng Zijing, there should be hope for your leg as well."

Although Fan Xian secretly sent Teng Zijing to Danzhou, the Supervisory Council supervises the whole world, and Chen Pingping is particularly concerned about Fan Xian. Naturally, Chen Pingping and Yingzi knew everything about Teng Zijing.

Chen Pingping shook his head: "It's been twenty years. I've gotten used to my current life. There's no need to start over. It's fine the way it is now."

"What's so good about being disabled? If I had the chance, I would definitely want to live a normal life."

"Having both legs disabled can make people feel more at ease and save a lot of trouble."

Chen Pingping could naturally think of what Shadow could think of, but he no longer lived for himself. He now had only two goals, one was to help Fan Xian grow, and the other was to avenge Ye Qingmei.

Ever since Li Chengzong came to Chen Garden that day and asked him to confirm that Hong Sixiang was not a grandmaster, he had been wondering who the mysterious grandmaster in the palace was. But after much thought, he came to a conclusion that he could hardly accept.

Chen Pingping placed his hands on the handles of the wheelchair, looking deep in the direction of the palace, and said in his heart, "Your Majesty, please don't let me find out that it was you..."

(End of this chapter)