Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 820 - 815: The Great Free-for-All

The voice of Emperor Jiang echoed in the great hall.

The hearts of many instructors trembled; to put Emperor Ji on the wanted list, wasn't this a slap in the face of the Great Zhou Imperial Court?

"Principal, should we communicate with Emperor Zhou?"

Even Jiang Xuan, as a descendant of Emperor Jiang, felt this decision was inappropriate. He hesitated for a moment and respectfully suggested.

"Communicate about what?"

"Does the Torch Academy fear the Great Zhou Imperial Court?"

Emperor Jiang questioned in return.

Now Jiang Xuan stopped speaking. Throughout the human race's major powers, Torch Academy stood in a transcendent position. With three Immortal Emperor martial artists, in terms of peak combat power, it far surpassed the Great Zhou Imperial Court.

The Great Zhou Imperial Court, as one of the three major imperial courts of the human race, had only one Immortal Emperor.

Moreover, the greatest strength of Torch Academy lies in its countless disciples all over the world; more than half of the strong human race experts came from Torch Academy.

It's not an exaggeration to say that a single decision from Torch Academy could make the human race tremble thrice.

"Go execute!"

"If anything happens, there are the three of us old guys!"

The Sword Emperor spoke with a sharp tone, causing ten thousand swords to resonate and shattering the void.

The Azure Emperor smiled and nodded, like an azure flower, stunning time, instinctively bringing peace of mind to people.

"As you command!"

Seeing the three emperors united, Jiang Xuan no longer tried to dissuade them.

"Should we stop the duel between the prodigies of the Qin Dynasty and the Sword Gang now?"

After hesitating for a moment, he continued to ask.

If it was normal times, he would have stepped in to prevent large-scale battles among students, but now with the three emperors present, it was not for him to decide.

"Why stop it?"

"The academy's atmosphere needs to be rectified well!"

Emperor Jiang shook his head, his tone tinged with a trace of displeasure.

Before, he spent most of his time in retreat in the inner courtyard, rarely managing the affairs of the outer courtyard, thinking that giving it to Jiang Xuan would let him rest easy.

Until Qin Wudao entered the Torch Academy, while observing Qin Wudao, he noticed the issues in the outer courtyard—factions were numerous, power struggles rampant, and hearts disunited...

Of the million prodigies in the outer courtyard, the three major imperial courts occupied half!

How exaggerated is this?

The academic sanctuary had already become a training ground for sending prodigies to the three major imperial courts!

If it continued, would it still be called the Torch Academy? Or the Three Major Imperial Courts Academy?

Including Jiang Xuan, all the instructors' pupils shrank furiously, giving rise to an absurd thought: could the principal believe that the Qin Dynasty prodigy could defeat the Sword Gang?

Is this possible?

...

Chopping Hatred Peak!

The atmosphere grew heavier. The void solidified, and even the wind detoured.

"Fight!"

The central protector coldly shouted. The longsword in his hand emitted a crisp sword cry, and the sword qi roared through the ages, covering dozens of miles around, shredding the mountain beneath, smoke and dust billowing.

"Let me!"

Huo Qubing said coldly, unleashing invincible energy that shook heaven and earth.

With a single thrust, he sealed the wolf's home.

Countless spear qis crisscrossed, golden horses and iron cavalry, like thousands of troops charging, swallowing the four directions, ferociously clashing against the sword qi in an instant.

Boom!

The explosion thundered like a storm, ripples spread, sweeping across the vastness, sending numerous weaker spectators flying, with cries of pain echoing unabated.

In the Sword Gang, the title of protector was named by direction.

The central protector, guarding the center, was the strongest.

The other four protectors were split into east, south, west, and north, meaning they guarded the four directions.

"Kill!"

The eastern protector let out a long howl.

He was tall and bulky, armored, wielding a halberd, blood light blossoming, covering the skies, slashing towards Qin Wudao.

"Your opponent is me!"

At this time, a voice rang out.

Four figures stepped forward, dressed in scholarly robes, with a gentle and refined bearing like elegant gentlemen out of a painting.

The four paths of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting crossed the sky.

The sound of the zither lingered softly.

A chessboard encompassing the world.

Calligraphy writing the universe.

Painting depicting the world.

Yu Boya, Yan Ziqing, Wang Xizhi, and Wu Daozi stood at the four corners of the world, setting up the "Four Absolute Elegant Sages Array," encircling the eastern protector.

"The brush moves like snakes and dragons, transforming text into substance!"

Wang Xizhi's scholarly robe flapped vigorously, holding a brush, immortal energy swirling, transforming into black ink, using the void as paper, moving snakes and dragons, writing four large characters.

These four characters transformed into the halberd!

Boom!

As soon as the four characters emerged, they transformed into a halberd, surrounded by ghostly divine power, colliding against the qi of the eastern protector's halberd. After a brief stalemate, both annihilated.

"Such divine skills!"

"But after all, words are words, they cannot seem real!"

The eastern protector looked slightly surprised but didn't hesitate. Boundless immortal energy entwined around him as he slashed out with the halberd again, the momentum and power several times stronger than before.

"What about with painting?"

Wu Daozi stepped forward, using the void as a canvas, with ink spreading across the sky, forming an immense painting of a thousand miles.

The object within the painting was a halberd.

Vivid and lifelike!

As if it were real.

"Slash!"

Wu Daozi softly shouted. The halberd fell, emitting a bloody murderous qi, as if an ominous mighty power descended from the void, terrifying beyond comparison.

In the eyes of the eastern protector, it was like an invincible general wielding the halberd.

That was a god!

Also a ghost!

Possessing power beyond mortals.

"Ding ding ding..."

"Swish swish swish..."

At the same time, the music of the zither played, and black and white chess pieces broke through the void.

The zither music, sometimes urgent like cavalry charging in an ambush on all sides, sometimes gentle as a mountain spring flowing, like a spring breeze comforting the face.

The chess pieces, within their criss-crossing, represented a new world, chess representing life, chess representing mountains and rivers, chess representing the rules and order, like all things existing or not.

The zither melody sounded pleasing but was a killing move!

The chess game was profound but a trap!

"Prepare to die!"

The western protector shouted coldly, clenching his fists, as if holding two worlds, the path of power spreading, shattering the void, smashing towards Qin Wudao.

"Stop!"

But as soon as he stepped forward, a low voice called him to halt.

At the edge of 'Chopping Hatred Peak,' the relieved Liang Mountain generals regrouped, once again setting up the Celestial Sha Earth Evil Formation, standing in front of Qin Wudao.

One hundred and eight pairs of eyes were fixated on the western protector.

Stars shone brightly.

At the center of the great array, a fiendish star general appeared, standing upright in the cosmos, like a legendary god-demon mastering the path of fiends, overwhelmingly terrifying.

"Attack together!"

"Fight!"

The southern and northern protectors exchanged glances, simultaneously launching attacks. Spear qi and blade qi like the sky, striking towards Qin Wudao from two directions.

Their attacks were swift; even a Golden Immortal martial artist could only see two faint beams of light.

In a split second, they were upon Qin Wudao.

But at this moment, standing in front of Qin Wudao was a towering figure, the Dao of the Overlord erupted, making the heavens fear, the earth tremble.

"The spear subdues all ages!"

Xiang Yu's face was indifferent, the overlord spear thrust out, infinite dominance radiating, terrifying to the extreme.

What blade qi, what spear qi, under this spear qi, all shattered, all submitted, without any resistance.

At the rear of the battlefield, Qin Wudao was surrounded by the ministers of the Qin Dynasty, untouched by a single harm, hands clasped behind his back, as if enjoying a spectacular show.

The aftershocks of the battle formed gusts, blowing his long hair and fluttering his robes.

While he stood calmly in the breeze, his emperor's heart at peace!