Chapter 590: No. 743-744

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"What did you say?" Li Teng looked at Zhou Pa coldly.
I spent four years and eleven months in Baishicheng, a land on the extreme cold border.
Check in every day.
In order to get more and better rewards, he almost gave up all dignity and carried it through to the end.
It also made these people believe that he was weak and could be bullied, and put more emphasis on his bullying.
Even to the point where he was asked to wash his feet for the invading foreign envoys.
Gou reached the extreme, the rewards every day are very generous, the martial arts cultivation base has been improved for decades, and then all kinds of exercises and tactics are countless.
Because Li Teng has been stubborn and rarely interacts with others, Li Teng doesn't know his current real strength, who is higher than the other princes, especially the four princes.
However, one thing is certain.
That is, it's almost five years.
Regardless of his current strength, he doesn't need to go on.
Whether it is dead or alive, whether or not he can advance, it will be in the last month.
Do everything and obey the fate.
Zhou Pa had never seen Li Teng's tone to him, nor had he seen Li Teng with such a cold gaze. At this time, he couldn't help but stunned, and his heart jumped for no reason, as if facing him. A very cruel beast.
It must be an illusion.
The Eighth Prince is a trash, what's to be afraid of?
"This is City Lord Liu's order! I would advise you not to make the City Lord angry!" After Zhou Pa wanted to understand, he threatened Li Teng again.
"City Lord Liu’s order? Is City Lord Liu’s head convulsed? I'm a human prince. If you let the dignified human prince wash the feet of the alien messenger, you are not afraid of harming the majesty of the human emperor? What is the face of the emperor?" Li Teng asked Zhou Pa.
"Your Majesty? Haha, recently, your Majesty just gave City Master Liu an oral message, saying that because the Eighth Prince you are too useless, you will be officially abolished in one month!
"The war in the southwest border is tight. Considering the overall situation, City Lord Liu can deal with you at will in exchange for the security of the southwest border!
"Wake up soon! You don't matter to your majesty anymore! There are barely some uses for City Lord Liu. If you disobey City Lord Liu's order, it won't be as simple as helping the messenger wash his feet next time!"
Zhou Pa laughed loudly when he heard what Li Teng said.
"Your Majesty can say such a thing? I am afraid that I am already confused?" Li Teng sneered.
"You! Is this what you can say as the eighth prince? No matter how you dare to be disrespectful to your majesty, don't blame me for being rude!" Zhou Pa showed a fierce look, the eighth prince is very wrong tonight! Does it mean you want to break the jar?
"Take me to see City Lord Liu." After Li Teng understood the situation, he stopped talking nonsense with Zhou Pa.
For nearly five years in Baishicheng, he was humiliated by City Lord Liu and his subordinates.
Tonight is the time to settle this account.
"Forget your interest!" Zhou Pa now waived the title of His Royal Highness Li Teng.
After all, a month later, the emperor will abolish Li Teng's prince status.
The other seven princes were very upbeat, but the eighth prince was so weak, it really hurt the face of the emperor, and the emperor could bear him without abolishing his status for five years. In Zhou Pa's view, it was considered very kind.
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City Lord's Mansion.
A sturdy man in his fifties was talking humbly to four envoys of the Po La tribe.
This sturdy man was named Liu Bei, a great general at the level of a great master, who was responsible for guarding Baishicheng, an important town on the southwest border of the human race.
Baishi City is located in the bitter cold southwest of the Human Race. Being a city lord here is a difficult task, and it is no different from being sent. Liu Bei has always complained a lot.
Baishicheng is far away from the center of the human race. It requires no manpower and no supplies. It only has 20,000 horses, but it has to fight against the 200,000 troops stationed by the Po La tribe on the border.
In fact, White Rock City has long since become a lone city. The Polu tribe’s army often bypassed White Rock City and looted the territory of the human race. White Rock City didn’t dare to send troops at all, so they could only hide in the city, relying on the defense formation to make sure that The city is not lost.
The Po La clan hasn’t captured White Rock City for a reason. In fact, most of them feel that forcibly attacking White Rock City’s defensive formation is not worth the cost.
About five years ago, when Liu Bei returned to the capital to report on his duties, he described in detail the embarrassment on the southwest border and asked the emperor to increase the supply of troops and deploy more powerful generals to Baishicheng.
As a result, the emperor gave him the eighth prince, saying that he could dispose of it at will. In name, he was the emperor guarding the city gate, but in fact he was perfunctory.
Take it seriously! Arrange the prince and you Liu Bei to guard the southwest border together, what else can you say?
That anger in Liu Bei's heart! But there is no way to argue.
Any other prince can be of great use. What is the use of this waste eight prince?
Of course, Liu Bei's anger fell on Li Teng's head later.
"Liu Bei! Why haven't the eight princes come yet? Are you kidding us?"
"Dare to play us, believe it or not tomorrow will slaughter your White Rock City?"
The four envoys of the Po La clan were extremely dissatisfied and kept reprimanding Liu Bei.
"Report to the city lord, the eighth princes are here!" Zhou Pa came to the city lord's mansion first and reported to Liu Bei.
"Let him in quickly! Serve a few honorable messengers!" Liu Bei replied to Zhou Pa, and then looked at the four envoys of the Po La tribe with kindness.
Of course, Liu Bei was also very angry in his heart for the bravado and all kinds of humiliation by the four Polu messengers.
However, he only had 20,000 troops in his hand, and more than ten usable generals were unable to compete with the 200,000 troops of the Po La tribe.
His relatives and family members are all pledged in the capital. Once Baishi City is lost, the ruthlessness of the emperor will definitely destroy his nine clans.
For the overall situation, he had to compromise.
If the Eighth Prince's service can satisfy the other party, White Rock City can get a period of breathing opportunity, otherwise, 200,000 troops will forcibly attack the city, and within a month, White Rock City will be broken.
Sacrificing an eighth prince is really insignificant.
What's more, he still has the emperor's dictum, as long as it is for the security of the border, the current eighth prince can let him handle it.
...
Li Teng slowly walked into the city lord's mansion and looked around coldly.
"Why is His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince standing? Why don't you hurry up and serve some distinguished guests?" City Lord Liu Bei said with a gloomy face. If the eighth prince's expression angered the four envoys of the Po La clan, he would be busy.
"Po La Clan? I heard that it is the race that grabs rice with the right hand and defecate with the left hand?" Li Teng looked at the four La Clan envoys and suddenly laughed.
"You! Bold!"
"court death!"
The four envoys of the Po La tribe couldn't help furious when they heard what Li Teng said.
Although they did do this, it would be too humiliating to say it from the human race with a sneer.
"It's better to be famous than to meet each other. The people really smell like shit." Li Teng frowned.
"City Lord Liu, what do you mean?"
"If you don't say it clearly today, you will never give up!"
"Let him kneel down and kowtow to us! Otherwise, the 200,000 army will flatten the city of Baishi!"
The four envoys of the Po La clan became even more angry after hearing Li Teng's words.
"Eight Prince, kneel down! Apologize!"
Liu Bei yelled, powerful energy tumbling from the great master's body to suppress Li Teng, and wanted to force Li Teng to kneel down. If Li Teng did not kneel, he would break Li Teng’s leg and let Li Teng kneel. !
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He wanted to forbearance in exchange for peace in White Rock City and carefully planned everything now, but he fell short of success and was completely destroyed in Li Teng's hands, which made him extremely angry.
"Kneel down! Apologies!" Zhou Pa was a fake tiger, and followed Liu Bei to drive the energy of the grandmaster in his body, and forcibly suppressed Li Teng.
"Dawney XX apologize!" Five more majestic groups of chaotic energy surged out of Li Teng's body. He stretched out his hand, and one of the chaotic energy turned into a giant hand and grabbed Zhou Pa.
Zhou Pa found that the situation was not right, and the energy that drove his whole body quickly countered the giant hand.
It's a pity that Manti Arm blocks the car.
'Snapped! ’
Li Teng was like squeezing a bug. He just squeezed the body of a grandmaster-level warrior, Liu Bei's beloved general, and Zhou Pai on his left and right hands to the public, turning them into a pool of ground meat. on the ground.
City lord Liu Bei was shocked, looking at Li Teng with an incredible expression.
At this time, Li Teng gave him a sense of fear when he met the emperor.
In other words, even worse.
"Want me to wash your feet? Come on, take a good wash."
Li Teng once again drove a few groups of chaotic energy, respectively wrapped the legs and feet of the four Po La Clan messengers, and then stretched out his hand to catch...
'Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! ’
As the sound exploded, Li Teng squeezed the legs and feet of the four envoys of the Po La clan on the spot.
One by one was so painful that they rolled on the ground, still cursing and threatening.
"Bold! How dare you hurt this distinguished guest!" Liu Bei was furious, and the energy in his body burst out. A huge tiger head phantom appeared in the energy storm, the tiger head roared, and huge pressure swept the city lord's mansion.
With the power of the Grand Master, all soldiers present were suppressed and unable to move.
Li Teng's confidant, Grandmaster-level Li Ang also fought two battles, gritted his teeth to support and tried not to let himself kneel down.
"Let's go cool on the side!" Li Teng slapped it in the air.
The tiger's head in front of Liu Bei was instantly smashed into pieces, and a five-finger print appeared on Liu Bei's face. The whole person stood unsteadily spinning and fell to the ground. It took him a long time to get up.
"Eight Prince, you...
"How could it...how could it..."
He Liu Beike is a great master-level seventh-level warrior, a great general who guards the border. Just now, the eighth prince slapped his energy into pieces and knocked him to the ground. It is hard to be the eighth prince. The cultivation base has long surpassed the seventh floor of the Great Master?
"The two countries are at war, don't cut the shit.
"City Lord Liu, send a few feces back, let them tell the Marshal of the Po La Clan, this prince will personally lead the 20,000 troops out of the city from Baishi City tomorrow morning, and have a decisive battle with him to solve this protracted border problem." Li Teng said a few words to Liu Bei lightly.
"Out of the city for a decisive battle? Your Highness can find death, why bother with the lives of 20,000 soldiers in White Rock City?" Liu Bei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said miserably.
"I'm not discussing with you, this is a military order! If you can't perform your duties, let Li Ang be the lord of the city for you." Li Teng snorted coldly.
"His Royal Highness, think twice! Po La Country's 200,000 army, I am afraid we are not opponents." Li Ang whispered a few words to Li Teng.
"The Po La tribe has occupied a large amount of land and city in our Zhang area for decades. As a prince, of course, he has to take back the lost territory, or how to face the people of the human race?" Li Teng said righteously.
Of course, the main reason was that he wanted to take this opportunity to test which level of his military strength he had reached and accumulate some practical experience.
A month later, the protagonist's protection period for the novice in the competition is about to end. At that time, he will have to fight against the other seven princes. Now it is very important to increase actual combat experience and establish his own side.
The seven princes were either expensive as princes or consecrated as kings, and they had tens of thousands, even tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands of troops.
When the time comes, on the one hand, there will be a duel of strength between the princes, and a duel of their forces.
Li Teng only had one month to prepare.
Attacking the Po La tribe and incorporating Po La tribe soldiers for his use is the best way to strengthen his strength.
Therefore, the battle must be fought tomorrow.
The lord Liu sighed, but said nothing.
He didn't know what cultivation level the Eighth Prince was, but he was definitely better than him.
Therefore, he still shouldn't provoke the eighth prince to get angry, or his life will be lost.
But Liu Bei felt that no matter what the outcome of tomorrow, his official career would definitely be over.
If the Eighth Prince wins that battle... it is basically impossible, but if the Eighth Prince wins, he will definitely be asked to settle the various humiliations during the previous five years.
If the Eighth Prince loses, he will definitely ruin his 20,000 garrison. Without the garrison in White Rock City, the defense formation will be meaningless. After losing White Rock City, he can only go to see the Emperor with his head. , Maybe they will be copied and cut down by the whole family and punish the Nine Clans.
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"Since ancient times, the emperor guarded the gate, and the king died in the village! Dear soldiers, please go out with this prince! Take back the land occupied by the Po La clan!"
Li Teng stood on a high platform and mobilized before the war.
Twenty thousand soldiers looked at Li Teng like an idiot.
20,000 horses go to a decisive battle with 200,000 horses? Was the eighth prince kicked in the head by a donkey?
Why is Chengzhu Liu standing beside him just shaking his head without stopping him?
"Open the gate! The war lady! Take the land! Dare to retreat from the latter, cut!" Li Ang and a small group of confidant generals who were subdued by Li Teng shouted aside.
After Li Ang and others, and Liu Bei reluctantly drove out, the morale of 20,000 soldiers dropped out of the city gate with extremely low morale.
In the distance was the Marshal of the Po La tribe who had received a return from the messenger and had led a 200,000 army to kill.
The army of two hundred thousand, crushed by darkness, made the twenty thousand soldiers here tremble with fear and hesitated.
Li Teng expected the 20,000 soldiers to be frightened.
But he didn't expect them in the first place.
"The eighth prince went out of the city in person, do you want to come and wash his feet?"
The Grand Marshal of the Po La clan rose into the air, pointing to Li Teng who was walking in front of the city and laughed.
The frontline Grand Marshal of the Po La Clan, the Grand Master Nine Peaks cultivation base, if you can successfully break through again, you will build the body of a demigod!
"Li Ang, prepare wine." Li Teng said to Li Ang beside him.
"Yes! Your Highness." Li Ang took out the warm flask, poured a glass of warm wine, and presented it to Li Teng.
"When the prince kills the Grand Marshal of the Po La Clan, come drink your wine again!"
Li Teng screamed and rose up, surrounded by five groups of chaotic energy, and rushed into the enemy's formation.
"Slay the Grand Marshal of the Po La Clan? I heard that right?" Liu Bei sneered, thinking that the eighth prince was too mad, even if he hid his strength, he would not put him, the Great Master's seventh-tier city lord, in his eyes. But the Grand Marshal of the Po La Clan is the ninth-level pinnacle realm of the Grand Master, and he is half-length short of one step. How can he be easily beheaded?
"Hahahaha, Eighth Prince, how are you going to kill me?"
The vacant Grand Marshal of the Po La clan also heard Li Teng's ‘big talk’ and laughed wildly again.
"It's just a punch!" Li Teng had already arrived in front of the Grand Marshal of the Po La Clan.
"What fist?" The Grand Marshal of the Po La clan was a little surprised. Could it be that it was the legendary "Broken God Fist" that had been lost? Only the "Broken God Fist" has the power to kill a great master pinnacle warrior with one punch, right?
And it must be a demigod who uses the "Shenzhen Fist".
"Shock Fist!" Li Teng replied to the Grand Marshal of the Po La Clan.
When everyone in the air and underground heard Li Teng's words, they couldn't help laughing.
Shocking fist is the most basic boxing technique in the human army. It has no power at all. The eighth prince actually said that he would use Shocking fist to fight their generals? Is your brain convulsed?
Liu Bei also snorted coldly, thinking that the eighth prince had hidden some peerless martial arts that could kill the Grand Marshal of the Po La Clan by surprise, but...
Li Ang also sighed. He knew that the eight princes were hidden, but he was too reckless to single out the Grand Marshal of the 200,000 army of the Po La Clan and the Great Master Peak Warrior, right?
Also, this ‘shock fist’ is too hard to use. It seems that the emperor did not give the eighth prince any useful fist. The big prince can only use this basic fist when he comes out to fight.
People who lost the entire human race!
"Come on! Let this handsome try your punch!"
The Grand Marshal of the Po La clan smiled and looked at the eighth prince who rushed over, as if an uncle was watching the child next door rushing towards him with a tender fist.
Li Teng threw a shocking fist, and the smile on the face of the Grand Marshal of the Po La tribe instantly solidified.
This is the basic boxing technique in the Terran Army, shock boxing?
This is really the basic boxing shock boxing in the Terran Army!
A punch was blasted out, the void vibrated, and the cosmic energy was swept in, like a star burst.
The splendor of death.
'boom! ! ! ! ’
A sound exploded, and the whole earth began to shake, and the arrogant energy wave oscillated everywhere. Thousands of soldiers of the Boro clan who were affected instantly turned into fly ash in the wild energy, and disappeared in smoke.
"Shou!"
The Grand Marshal of the Po La tribe quickly condensed his mind, did not dare to be careless, instantly burst out all the energy in his body, and sacrificed his strongest defensive attack, trying to forcibly offset Li Teng's punch.
'Snapped! ! ’
Two huge energies collided in one place, bursting out dazzling blue light, and then disappeared instantly.
"this one……"
The grand marshal of the Po La tribe narrowed his eyes.
"That's it." Li Teng closed his hand, smiling.
'hiss! ! ’
The Grand Marshal of the Po La Clan suddenly felt bad...
A large amount of energy poured into his body for an instant, and it vibrated violently in his body.
'boom! ! ! ! ’
At the next moment, the Grand Marshal of the Po La Clan, who was at the peak of the Grand Master's cultivation level, exploded in mid-air, turning into a cloud of blood, and the residual limbs and pieces of meat fell on the ground like rain.
The power of a punch, the grand marshal of the Po La tribe, pawn.
Moreover, there is no whole body.
"marshal!"
The 200,000 troops of the Po La tribe who had witnessed all this were stunned and terrified. They looked at Li Teng in the sky as if they had seen a demon.
Killing the Great Master's peak-level martial artist with one punch is simply not what the Great Master can do.
The cultivation base of the eighth prince of Human Race has far surpassed the pinnacle of the great master, is it possible that he has entered the realm of a demigod?
Human race has one more powerhouse in the semi-god realm?
"His Majesty!"
With the power of the eighth prince, the Grand Marshal of the Po La tribe fell!
Li Ang and others were ecstatic, and quickly yelled in a uniform manner.
The Terran has been suppressed and tolerated for decades on the southwest border. Today, the Eighth Prince finally uttered such a bad breath!
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