Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 838: Chapter 686: Crushing Loulan

Yucheng Building thoughtfully said: "Princess Consort, has Mo Yi met his nemesis?"

Calling it a nemesis isn’t quite accurate, but the fact remains.

Though the two clearly are exchanging moves, it seems as though they’re each fighting their own battle—Yucheng Building has never seen such a bizarre duel.

Since Ji Li entered the main hall, he has given off a sense of impulsiveness, easily angered and unable to remain calm.

This was true even when sparring with Mo Yi.

His moves were chaotic, striking wherever he pleased.

And while his every strike seemed to beat Mo Yi harshly, they didn’t cause Mo Yi any internal injuries.

Mo Yi’s evil skill strengthens by continuously getting hurt.

What Ji Li was doing gave Mo Yi those blows for nothing.

Had it been him, his mentality would have been shattered.

He looked to Ayimulan and hesitantly said, "Princess Consort, Mo Ye has already lost, if Mo Yi also..."

Du Nu interrupted: "Kid, have you been beaten to lose your spine by the Great Zhou? No one in the world would lose to Mo Yi! That damn Twelve Guards are only using their Qinggong, hoping to catch Mo Yi off guard. But look, Mo Yi hasn’t suffered any internal injuries, that guy can’t harm Mo Yi! Instead, his strength will deplete, then will be Mo Yi’s best moment to counter-kill!"

Yucheng Building whispered: "Idiot."

Du Nu was only martial arts abolished, not deaf.

He felt anger rising and berated loudly: "Yucheng Building, are you courting death?"

Yucheng Building is easy-going, not without temper.

Du Nu relies on his high birth to be arrogant among the inner circle by the Princess Consort’s side, Yucheng Building has long disliked him.

However, respecting the Princess Consort, he didn’t dare to easily challenge Du Nu.

Times have changed—Du Nu embarrassed the Princess Consort, and he stripped of his martial arts, becoming a wreck. The Princess Consort couldn’t possibly let a true strategist like him be wronged over a wreck.

He gave Du Nu a disdainful glance: "I don’t know who’s courting death, can’t even beat a mere boy. If I were you, I’d have stopped showing Loulan foolishness a long time ago!"

Du Nu thundered in anger: "Yucheng Building!"

"Enough."

Ayimulan spoke lightly.

Her gentle two words calmed the two who were about to clash.

The duel on the stage continued.

Mo Yi was pushed to the brink of collapse.

Yucheng Building could sense his increasing agitation.

His moves started frequently going wrong, even missing several opportunities to strike back at Ji Li’s taunts.

"Fourth Brother, Fifth Brother, did you see that move just now? With Rooster Guard’s big flaw, is Mo Yi blind?"

Duan Wenliang asked, dumbfounded.

His voice was neither loud nor quiet, but almost everyone heard his "concern" for Mo Yi.

Mo Yi already had his mind disrupted, hearing this made him almost miss his breath!

He misjudged a move, allowing Ji Li to seize the opportunity.

Ji Li kicked him off the stage!

He fell out like a sandbag, while Ji Li held his foot high, looking sharp as he gazed contemptuously.

Meng Qianqian held her forehead.

Really... couldn’t bear to watch.

Duan Mingyue laughed and told Princess Wanping: "The Prince Consort has good moves."

Princess Wanping looked proud: "Average."

The female official hurried upstairs carrying a newly bought washboard: "Princess, the washboard..."

Princess Wanping said indifferently: "Take it away."

The female official was confused.

Weren’t you the one who asked to buy it?

Said it was for the Prince Consort to kneel as a penalty.

Is... he no longer kneeling?

Tan’er tilted her head: "Sister, isn’t this Mo Yi supposed to be very powerful? How come he didn’t stand a chance against Rooster Guard?"

Meng Qianqian calmly said: "Mo Yi’s true nemesis is himself; letting him collapse on his own is the most bloodless and thorough strategy, Ji Li did well."

Tan’er suddenly understood: "This chicken is actually quite powerful at critical moments!"

Ji Li, with keen hearing, heard it all even from afar.

He pronounced clearly: "What’s ’quite powerful’? Tan’er girl, open your eyes and see clearly, this Commander Guard is—ex-tremely pow-er-ful!"

He soared into the sky, his hand fan turned into a weapon, and with a swipe from afar, immense inner strength wrapped in icy blades rained down on Mo Yi like celestial blossoms!

"Golden blades? Rooster’s hidden weapon got an upgrade?"

Tan’er’s eyes glowed green.

She distinctly remembered last time Rooster Guard acted, his fan’s blades were still iron.

"Princess truly cherishes this Prince Consort."

Meng Qianqian sighed.

She watched Ji Li’s new weapon.

If Ji Li’s previous move was reminiscent of endless snow, now his inner strength felt like flowing lava, both stronger and more dangerous.

"Hey! Watch out!"

Yucheng Building exclaimed.

Having acted with so many false moves before, not letting Mo Yi suffer internal injuries, Ji Li suddenly launched a solid killer move.

If Mo Yi couldn’t dodge, he’d surrender his life here.

"This Rooster... has some skill."

Shangguan Ling murmured.

Reluctantly, yet inevitably admitting, he had once raised his voice against Ji Li.

This guy is wise beyond appearances.

Today, fighting Mo Yi, he started his strategy from the first word he spoke on entering.

If Mo Yi were clear-headed, this move shouldn’t have killed him.

But he had long lost his mind, his rationality disrupted.

Just as he was about to meet his end under Ji Li’s ultimate move, a heavy strike sounded from the second floor.

It was the Loulan Witch moving his staff, the skull atop didn’t move, yet the wind chime below sounded.

Mo Yi’s body paused, murky eyes suddenly cleared.

Meng Qianqian frowned: "The wizard is helping Mo Yi stabilize his mind."

"Cheating!"

Tan’er angrily grabbed Yu Zichuan’s bow, shooting an arrow at the Loulan Witch opposite.

She’d been eagerly learning archery these days.

The Loulan Witch didn’t dodge.

At that moment, an unexpected incident occurred.

Though the arrow indeed hit the witch’s shoulder, he seemed unharmed; instead, Tan’er suddenly clutched her own shoulder’s corresponding spot, letting out an unbearable cry.

She knelt on one knee, the large bow fell to the ground.

"Tan’er!"

Meng Qianqian hurriedly supported her.

Tan’er’s face was pale, beads of sweat rolled down her cheeks.

Leaning against Meng Qianqian, she weakly said: "Sister... it hurts so much..."

Shangguan Ling’s face changed, angrily looking at the Loulan Witch: "What kind of evil technique is this?"

Everyone suddenly recalled Yucheng Building’s reminder: not to engage easily with the Loulan Witch.

Meng Qianqian quickly picked up the bow and arrow from the ground, aiming at the Loulan Witch’s heart.

"No!"

Duan Wenliang shouted.

Yucheng Building secretly contemplated.

If she’s dumb enough, cooperation wouldn’t be necessary.

Meng Qianqian pulled a full bow.

Then her body suddenly spun, without hesitation she shot at Tan’er!