Chapter 50: The Two Prodigies Press In

In the center of the viewing platform, Zhuge Yuanjing's face turned livid, his beard and hair standing on end.

He flicked his sleeves and rose, shouting angrily:

"Crown Prince Li Chongjun, you have trespassed into the arena array, destroyed the academy's cultural regulations, and shown total disregard for the law. Someone—the Enforcement Team, seize this person!"

Before the words had even faded, over a hundred Enforcement Disciples of Moxiang Academy soared into the air, clad in golden armor with silver patterns, brandishing chains of cultural seals, looking like heavenly soldiers descending to earth!

But just at this moment—

"Stop."

A sharp shout, majestic as a bell and carrying the Aura of an emperor, instantly repelled all the Enforcement Disciples in the Void Realm.

Boom—!

A middle-aged man draped in a bright yellow imperial robe and wearing a jade crown walked slowly from behind the viewing seats, his gaze fierce and imposing, like a hawk staring down a tiger on the ground.

The Great Tang Imperial Family, Emperor Li Xian!

He looked coldly at Zhuge Yuanjing, his tone brooking no doubt:

"Xiang Qingxuan and Zhang Hongfei are people you personally invited to watch the ceremony."

"My son, Crown Prince Li Chongjun, is a descendant of the Tang Imperial lineage; how could he be treated like mere weeds by your Moxiang Academy?"

"If you insist on making things difficult, you might as well strike the Imperial lineage from your records right now, so as not to hinder your pure cultivation and strict regulations."

As soon as the words were spoken, Zhuge Yuanjing's expression changed instantly.

Although he was a leader of the contemporary literary Dao, he was not yet arrogant enough to dare challenge an emperor.

Especially since this Emperor Li Xian was no mere Puppet emperor, but a powerful ruler who established authority through the "Literary System," holding the pivot of power between culture and authority!

After a moment of silence, he could only flick his sleeves and snort coldly:

"Hmph—since the imperial order has been given, the Enforcement Team shall withdraw!"

The bigwigs around them all had their own hidden agendas; no one spoke up again.

On the arena, Su Xiaoxiao was full of shock.

She whispered: "Holy cow… your father is the emperor?"

Crown Prince Li Chongjun did not answer, merely letting her go gently and turning to look at that female Disciple from the "Guyin Study."

The opponent was clearly suffering from internal injuries, blood seeping from the corners of her mouth, but she gritted her teeth to endure, her eyes stubborn.

Crown Prince Li Chongjun sighed softly: "Miss, it is not that I wish to bully you."

"It is just that some people look down on me, and I need to use your hand to establish my prestige."

He flipped his right palm and gave a light wave—

A gust of scholarly Qi rose up, like a spring breeze brushing against willows, gently lifting the woman out of the arena and landing her on the ground without a single scratch.

The crowd was in an uproar!

"It's the Qi of Imperial Literature!"

"Crown Prince Li Chongjun can actually control the literary wind? Isn't that only something that—"

Before the astonishment had even subsided, a clear, resonant laugh came:

"As expected, you have some ability."

"But if you stop here, it would be too disappointing."

From the viewing seats, Xiang Qingxuan slowly stood up.

He wore green robes, had a handsome face, and held a white jade folding fan. With every step he took, shadows of flying birds rose from beneath his feet.

On the other side, Zhang Hongfei also walked out with a cold sneer, hands behind his back, his expression arrogant:

"Crown Prince Li Chongjun, in our eyes, you are nothing but a wild horse gone mad."

"Today, if you can take one strike from me, I will acknowledge you as being on the same level, half a step away."

"Otherwise—you had better stop dreaming of ever entering the Literary Soul Pagoda."

The two soared into the air and landed together on the arena, their combined Aura causing the daylight to dim!

An earth-shattering duel was about to erupt!

Yet Crown Prince Li Chongjun did not move.

He looked at Su Xiaoxiao, who was standing in the corner with her arms crossed, still fuming, and laughed softly:

"Do you think I've gotten myself into a bit of trouble?"

Su Xiaoxiao pouted and gave him a light push: "You're only just realizing that now?"

"If you actually get beaten to the ground… I won't acknowledge you anymore."

Crown Prince Li Chongjun's eyes narrowed slightly. Although his lips still held a smile, he quietly stepped back half a step, shielding Su Xiaoxiao behind him, and whispered:

"Hide behind me."

Su Xiaoxiao did not hide; instead, she patted his back and encouraged him in a childish, milky voice:

"You have to do your best, okay~"

After speaking, she stood in place with her arms crossed, her eyes clear. Her frail appearance made the nobles off the stage shake their heads secretly.

"This Crown Prince Li Chongjun is either crazy or stupid. Why bring a dead weight up there? Now he has to fight two at once."

"I'm afraid he's going to get beaten like a dog…"

On the arena, the winds and clouds changed color.

Xiang Qingxuan took a step, the ground trembled slightly, and the array pattern beneath his feet was actually crushed by force!

The tendons and bones around his body hummed like bowstrings, his muscular lines vibrating, his blood Qi steaming, like a grey wolf about to charge!

"My brother and I have practiced martial arts since childhood; we do not cultivate literature, nor do we master techniques."

"We only believe in one thing—only if your fists are hard enough is there reason!"

Zhang Hongfei sneered without a word and threw a punch. The air explosion sounded like thunder, and the air in front of his fist twisted and exploded!

Crown Prince Li Chongjun's expression changed slightly. He dodged to the side, but his robe was cut by the powerful wind, leaving a bloody scratch!

Before he could steady himself, Xiang Qingxuan had already landed like thunder, an elbow strike aiming straight for his chest!

"Bang—!"

At the critical moment, Su Xiaoxiao crouched down to dodge, seemingly screaming as she threw herself into Crown Prince Li Chongjun's arms, looking exactly like a delicate woman avoiding an enemy in a panic!

The next instant, Xiang Qingxuan's bone-shattering strike landed heavily on Crown Prince Li Chongjun's left shoulder—

But in that instant, what it actually struck was Su Xiaoxiao's slightly raised elbow.

She didn't make a sound, only frowned slightly.

And Xiang Qingxuan's expression changed abruptly!

That strike felt like hitting tempered mysterious iron; instead, his own hand went numb!

"Eh?!"

Crown Prince Li Chongjun naturally didn't notice, thinking only that he had forcibly withstood the blow. Cold sweat poured down, but he managed a smile:

"Your fists… are nothing special."

Su Xiaoxiao looked up at him with an adoring expression: "Wow, so amazing~"

But inside, she was grumbling intensely:

"Hmph, it was thanks to me blocking it, you dead blockhead…"

Zhang Hongfei snorted coldly, shouted violently, and stomped his foot, causing the floor tiles to crack inch by inch!

He suddenly flew up, a roundhouse kick slicing through the air with a deafening sonic boom!

Crown Prince Li Chongjun simply couldn't dodge!

Su Xiaoxiao lunged over again, seemingly stumbling into him, and just happened to raise her slender leg, "accidentally" blocking Zhang Hongfei's kick—

Bang!!!

Sparks flew everywhere!

Zhang Hongfei's eyes were instantly filled with shock!

This kick made his foot bones numb and his knee ache with vibration, almost causing him to lose his balance!

He stumbled back three steps, his gaze locked tightly on that "stumbling" soft girl.

"This woman…"

His eyes narrowed, but he ultimately couldn't see any flaws, only seeing her holding Crown Prince Li Chongjun's arm, looking shaken:

"Wuu… I'm scared…"

"Don't be afraid." Crown Prince Li Chongjun patted her head, though he secretly gritted his teeth in his heart.

If those two moves just now had been even a fraction faster, he would likely have collapsed to the ground.

But how could he know—the two times he had escaped life and death, it was all due to Su Xiaoxiao "playing dumb and acting weak," taking the hits head-on!

The crowd off the stage shook their heads one after another; no one had seen the truth.

Only in the corner of the viewing stand, an old man with a white beard narrowed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself:

"This little girl, her Physical Body… seems to have the Aura of an 'Innate Dao Bone'?"

"Hmm… interesting, truly interesting."