On the battle platform.

Tang Liren stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a Purple Python Robe and a Purple Gold Crown. His exceptionally handsome face caused many young women in the crowd to scream obsessively.

With his strength and status, he could be considered a standout among the younger generation of the East Victory Kingdom, even the number one, without exaggeration. Naturally, this admiration arose in the hearts of many young women.

"With your strength, originally getting third place should have been no problem. However, you have not recognized your own worth and dare to challenge me."

Tang Liren's cold gaze fell upon Wang Ruoxie as he spoke.

Although Wang Ruoxie's challenge was in line with his own expectations, it was apparent that Wang felt he could defeat him and claim the title of number one, which was, in itself, a kind of insult to Tang Liren.

"Third place?"

Wang Ruoxie smiled indifferently and replied, "My goal is first place, so naturally I have to challenge you. Is there a problem?"

He could certainly feel Tang Liren's hostility. Though he did not know where this hostility originated, since the other party treated him this way, he felt no need for courtesy.

In his eyes, Tang Liren's status as the so-called Second Prince carried no weight.

As for Tang Liren's Half-Step Innate strength, Wang was even less concerned. With his current power, he felt capable of defeating Tang Liren using some means.

"There's no problem, of course. However, since you challenge me, you'd better prepare yourself mentally, because blades and swords are ruthless. Especially at our level, even if I intend to go easy, I could still harm you or even kill you."

Tang Liren's gaze turned towards Wang Ruoxie as he spoke seriously.

"Rest assured, if I indeed die at your hands, I can only blame myself for being less skilled."

Wang Ruoxie looked at Tang Liren with a mocking expression and spoke.

He naturally understood that Tang Liren's words were not a well-intended warning to make him give up the fight nor reluctance to harm him. Rather, Tang wanted everyone to know that even if Wang was killed, it would not be because Tang was ruthless, but because Wang was reckless, fighting when clearly not a match.

For this, he naturally sneered, but couldn't be bothered to argue with Tang.

If Tang Liren truly wanted to kill him, even if it was impossible to do so before the Innate Realm Sovereign, Wang intended to give Tang an unforgettable lesson.

"If so, then let's battle. But don't worry, I will try to hold back to avoid hurting you."

Tang Liren smiled and said.

But to Wang Ruoxie, Tang's smile was filled with a cold killing intent.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Wang Ruoxie sneered, ridiculing him.

In Wang's opinion, Tang Liren was nothing but the utmost hypocrite, obviously wanting to kill him, yet speaking false words of benevolence and righteousness.

"Then be careful, Emperor's Divine Fist."

At Wang Ruoxie's words, a flash of icy killing intent appeared in Tang Liren's eyes, and he immediately threw a punch.

Immediately, a violent aura surged from his body, then condensed into a golden fist seal and blasted towards Wang Ruoxie.

The fist seal contained terrifying power, distorting space as it passed, its vigorous qi billowing to the sky.

Wang Ruoxie's eyes narrowed slightly. Although this Emperor's Divine Fist was only an Upper Grade Profound Tier Martial Technique, it seemed to integrate imperial majesty, with a power far beyond ordinary martial techniques.

With Tang Liren's Ninth Layer of Element Transformation Realm cultivation and Half-Step Innate level strength, the power unleashed was likely enough to rival a Lower Grade Earth Tier Martial Technique.

This punch would be difficult for a typical Half-Step Innate to withstand, perhaps even leading to their death.

This was the confidence behind Tang Liren's previous words, as under the Innate Realm, few could withstand such a punch.

Wang Ruoxie's previous life was the Celestial Prince, his father the Lord of Heaven. Naturally, he had some understanding of the Emperor's Dao.

In the Three Realms, the Path of Cultivation was divided into Fate, Fortune, Feng Shui, Accumulated Virtue, and Study, with the Emperor's Dao falling under Fortune.

The Sovereign of a nation could control the national fortune. When opposing a foe, if they integrated the nation's fortune into themselves, they could unleash terrifyingly great power.

This meant that the stronger the nation held, the stronger the sovereign's power.

If Tang Liren were the sovereign of the East Victory Kingdom, the power of his punch could increase tenfold. Unfortunately, he was merely a prince, with limited national fortune to draw upon.

If it were Tang Xuanyi at the Innate Realm, executing this Emperor's Divine Fist, even if Wang Ruoxie used all his trump cards, it would be hard to withstand, ending perhaps only in severe injury.

Of course, if Tang Xuanyi were a Monarch, then one punch would suffice to easily annihilate Wang Ruoxie.

This was the strength of the Emperor's Dao, or rather, the strength of fortune, especially with a nation's gathered fortune, which held unimaginable power.

Facing the oncoming golden fist seal, Wang Ruoxie stood with a sword in hand, a serene expression, his eyes turning into Blood Eyes.

At that moment, millions of people across the square were all staring intently at the battle platform, holding their breath, awaiting the outcome of this attack.

Xiao Ningyue, Tang Miaoyin, and Zhou Wenzhi clenched their fists tightly, eyes fixed unblinkingly on Wang Ruoxie.

"Destruction Technique, Slash!"

Suddenly, Wang Ruoxie's sword moved, carrying an energy capable of destroying everything, slashing towards the golden fist seal.

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering explosion, the longsword and the golden fist seal collided.

Instantly, the terrifying qi transformed into a circular wave, wildly proliferating in all directions.

"Bang, bang..."

Those closer to the battle platform were instantly sent flying, landing heavily on the ground, in quite a disheveled state.

And on the battle platform, Wang Ruoxie's figure was also forced to slide back, almost to the edge, before stabilizing.

Wang Ruoxie glanced at his sword-wielding hand with a peculiar look, seeing thin lines of fresh blood seeping from his palm.

It seemed he somewhat underestimated the power of that punch. Although the Emperor's Divine Fist wasn't a genuine Emperor's Technique, and Tang Liren wasn't the nation's sovereign, unable to harness much national fortune, its power remained fearsome.

Were it not for his robust physical body, even that single punch might have severely injured him.

"Indeed, the Second Prince's strength is far beyond Wang Ruoxie. Just one punch almost knocked Wang off the battle platform."

"It seems under the Innate Realm, no one can withstand a punch from the Second Prince."

Upon witnessing this scene, the crowd displayed varied expressions, thinking privately.

"Wang Ruoxie, you cannot withstand even a casual punch from me. If you do not concede, in the next move, I will use my full strength. At that time, I cannot control my power anymore."

Tang Liren stood arrogantly, speaking.

Saying this, he glanced towards Xiao Ningyue below the platform, a smile playing at his lips.

He wanted Xiao Ningyue to know, throughout the entire East Victory Kingdom, only he was worthy of her, and Wang Ruoxie was nothing but a worthless being.

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