The Condor Heroes: The Quanzhen Sect has produced a vengeful master!

This time, Xiao Xiangzi faced an even more difficult situation.

After only a few moves, Xiao Xiangzi was no match for him.

At this moment, Wang Jiuling's longsword was only a short distance away from Xiao Xiangzi's neck.

Xiao Xiangzi was powerless to escape.

Everyone was shocked, but Kublai Khan did not speak up to stop him; he remained calm and composed.

Kublai Khan had realized that if he followed the rules, he probably wouldn't be able to keep Wang Jiuling today.

He initially thought the other party was useless, but then he turned around and made him suffer. He was truly both wise and brave.

Kublai Khan was both angry and impressed.

He thought to himself that such a talent should either be forcibly kept and used for his own purposes, or destroyed; he should never leave him to the Song Dynasty.

Seeing that Xiao Xiangzi was about to die on the spot, Kublai Khan couldn't help but feel a little expectant.

"Quickly... as long as you kill him, I'll explain that I was clearly giving instructions, but you killed him instead, and use that as an excuse to spare your life..."

Kublai Khan shifted his body slightly, preparing to stand up, and even preparing to put on an angry expression.

But the next second, Wang Jiuling's sword stopped an inch in front of Xiao Xiangzi's throat.

He didn't rush to kill.

Xiao Xiangzi had already retreated to the edge of the ring when he tripped and fell off the ring.

Wang Jiuling defeated Xiao Xiangzi within thirty moves without killing him.

At this moment, he stood with his sword in hand, glanced at Xiao Xiangzi who was lying on the ground with an embarrassed expression, and then looked at Kublai Khan in the distance.

At this moment, the arena was eerily quiet.

Everyone held their breath.

Xiao Xiangzi was no ordinary person. Almost everyone present knew that he was the most skilled in martial arts among the people Kublai Khan had invited.

But they were easily defeated.

Doesn't this mean that what Wang Jiuling said is true?

These people really don't deserve to be called the number one warrior? Did someone just casually point fingers at them?

How would Kublai Khan view this?

Immediately, the crowd began to discuss the matter again.

"I wonder if there are any other heroes who wish to challenge the real person?" Kublai Khan's tone was calm, but there was a hint of urgency in it.

The hint of disappointment in his eyes was impossible to hide.

The people present looked at each other, hesitant for a moment.

Those traitors who had previously mocked Wang Jiuling now avoided eye contact.

In the end, Yin Kexi, wanting to curry favor with Kublai Khan, reluctantly went on stage.

"Master Qingyang, you flatter me!"

However, Yin Kexi's martial arts skills were somewhat inferior to Xiao Xiangzi's.

Snapped!

clap clap!

After he took the stage, he swung his long whip, making a series of loud cracking noises in the air, trying to take advantage of the whip's length.

But he only lasted for a dozen or so moves before being knocked off the stage by Wang Jiuling.

Now, with both of Kublai Khan's top fighters defeated, the other martial arts masters secretly retreated, none daring to step forward.

The fourth-generation disciples, including Lu Qingdu, watched with great excitement, while Lu Wushuang was so excited that she jumped up and down.

Even Guo Fu couldn't take her eyes off it.

This competition has long since lost its original purpose.

What started as a contest for Mongolia's greatest warrior turned into a duel between Wang Jiuling and the Mongolian side.

At this point, Wang Jiuling had won decisively.

He looked again toward Kublai Khan's position.

Kublai Khan's expression remained largely unchanged throughout, as he surveyed the numerous experts below.

But as soon as they felt his gaze, they all lowered their heads and dared not meet Kublai Khan's eyes.

Xiao Xiangzi's face flushed red, and he gritted his teeth, but his arrogance had vanished.

Humiliation, this is truly humiliation.

They immediately criticized all of them, saying they were no good.

As a result, many so-called experts present were too scared to stand up.

They're really not good enough.

What's the point of choosing a number one warrior? Even if someone were chosen, wouldn't it just be a disgrace?

I am truly ashamed.

Ma Guangzuo looked around, a simple and honest smile on his face.

"Master Wang! You're really something! You beat them to a pulp! Hehehe!"

"I was hoping to have a match with you, but it seems unnecessary now; I can't beat you!"

Wang Jiuling nodded slightly to him, then looked at Kublai Khan.

At this point, Kublai Khan knew that the situation was hopeless, and if he were to turn against him on the spot, he would lose face.

He actually stood up and clapped.

"Master Qingyang truly possesses unparalleled martial arts skills! He lives up to his reputation!"

"Today, I, Xiao Wang, have truly learned a lot! I also thank you for your guidance, Master!"

Kublai Khan, on the other hand, didn't hold back at all and spoke his mind.

Wang Jiuling cupped his hands in greeting and looked at Lu Qingdu, Guo Fu, and the others.

"Now that I have presented my humble gift, it is inconvenient for me to disturb you any further. It is time for me to leave."

At this moment, Kublai Khan looked at Wang Jiuling with deep eyes, feeling a hundred claws scratching at his heart, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Why don't you stay a few more days, Master? I will certainly treat you as an honored guest, and we can discuss the affairs of the world together. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Faced with Kublai Khan's personal attempt to win him over, Wang Jiuling shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness! But I am in a hurry to return to Zhongnan Mountain."

Kublai Khan no longer hesitated and gestured for him to proceed.

"In that case, farewell, sir! I have other matters to attend to, so I will not see you off!"

Wang Jiuling bowed to Kublai Khan, then stepped down from the platform and walked toward Lu Qingdu and the others.

"Uncle-Master!"

"You stinking Taoist priest! You..."

Wang Jiuling raised his hand, interrupting everyone. "Let's go!"

The Mongol soldiers and experts guarding both sides did not obstruct the way, but instead made way for them.

However, their eyes were fierce, as if they wanted to devour Wang Jiuling and the others.

Guo Fu couldn't help but swallow hard and quickly followed Wang Jiuling.

Watching Wang Jiuling's receding figure, Kublai Khan took a deep breath, his eyes filled with regret.

"nice one..."

"Master Qingyang!" he said slowly.

Yin Kexi, Xiao Xiangzi, and other experts gathered around. "Your Highness! Are we just going to let them go like that?"

Xiao Xiangzi gritted his teeth; he was the most unconvinced.

Kublai Khan glanced at him, his tone neither happy nor sad.

"As a king, I keep my word and will naturally not stop you."

Whether you can swallow this insult or not is none of my concern.

After saying that, he turned and left.

Xiao Xiangzi and the others exchanged glances, all understanding Kublai Khan's meaning.

"Chase!"

Meanwhile, Wang Jiuling had already led several people out of Tingzhu Garden.

After walking for a short while, Wang Jiuling stopped, and the others also stopped and looked at him.

"You stinky Taoist priest, what's wrong?" Guo Fu asked breathlessly as she walked.

Wang Jiuling's expression was somewhat serious as he looked at Lu Qingdu.

Lu Qingdu realized something and stepped forward. "Uncle-Master!"

Wang Jiuling said, "You should go to Tanghe from here and take the waterway back to Xiangyang!"

Guo Fu sensed something was wrong.

"And you, you stinky Taoist priest? Aren't you leaving?"

Wang Jiuling waved his hand, signaling them to leave quickly. "Go on, and stay close to them!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a group of people could be vaguely seen approaching from behind, led by Xiao Xiangzi.

Guo Fu finally understood; when she saw that Wang Jiuling wanted to stay, her stubbornness flared up again.

"No! How will you manage alone? I'm staying too!"

"Da Wu, Xiao Wu, take her away!" Wang Jiuling shouted, and Da Wu and Xiao Wu reacted.

"oh oh!"

They grabbed Guo Fu from both sides, ignoring her cries, and dragged her away.

"Uncle-Master! You must be careful!" Lu Qingdu didn't hesitate and led the others to run away quickly.

Wang Jiuling watched them leave before turning back.

He drew his longsword and twirled it.

At this moment, Xiao Xiangzi and the others had caught up.

Xiao Xiangzi, Yin Kexi, Ma Guangzuo, several skilled traitors, and some Mongol soldiers—quite a few people.

"Wang Jiuling! How dare you disrespect Prince Kublai Khan! Today, this is your burial ground!"

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