Chapter 66: The King of Hundred Soldiers

"Even if you are the third prince, you cannot be so disrespectful. We are the direct guards of His Majesty!"

Just as the atmosphere became awkward, a burly man with a bare upper body angrily shouted, his voice full of vigor, roaring like a lion. As he spoke, the soldiers who were training in all directions gathered around, and the air seemed to freeze.

As the sky grew darker, the red-eyed guards looked towards Prince Qin, giving off a feeling as if ferocious beasts were about to pounce.

"What do you think you are?" Prince Qin asked with a glance. Although the man in front of him had the cultivation of the first level of the Foundation Building Realm, Prince Qin was not afraid. In the capital, daring to lay hands on a prince would lead to severe consequences for the entire family.

The man was left speechless by Prince Qin's words, his sturdy muscles tensing up, and the bulging veins on his body seemed to writhe like earthworms, extremely frightening.

"He is the head instructor of the guards, Zhou Litong. In this area, all the guards are under his command," Prince Qin said with a smile. Zhou Litong was his man, which meant that the entire guard force belonged to him. Offending Zhou Litong in this way meant that it would be difficult for Prince Qin to control the guards in the future, even if the Emperor intended to do so. Zhou Litong would definitely be the first to oppose it.

"And then? The Emperor sent me to select people, and the head instructor of the guards does not allow it?" Prince Qin said expressionlessly. "In that case, I will go back and have the Emperor revoke the order!"

With that, Prince Qin turned and walked away, followed quickly by Shen Yan and the old general.

"Your Highness, please don't be hasty!"

"Your Highness, you can choose from my legion, even two hundred men are no problem!"

But Prince Qin walked faster and faster, and eventually even started to run, leaving Prince Qin and Zhou Litong dumbfounded. This was not how the script was supposed to go.

"Oh no! We can't let him go to the Emperor!" Prince Qin's expression changed, and he hurriedly chased after Prince Qin. Although the Emperor treated the princes kindly, there were certain things that the princes absolutely could not do. Although the Emperor allowed Prince Qin to use the guards, he would never allow him to treat the guards as his own subordinates.

Since the establishment of the kingdom, the guards had always been directly under the Emperor's command, and it would continue to be so in the future.

Prince Qin wanted to catch up with Prince Qin, but he never expected that Prince Qin would run faster and faster, and soon he was even running. The patrolling soldiers were astonished, as they had never seen a prince run so urgently before.

"Your Highness, please slow down."

Shen Yan followed closely behind. He could have directly stopped Prince Qin, but he didn't want to get involved in the struggle between the princes, so he didn't mind playing along with Prince Qin.

He had never encountered a prince like Prince Qin, who was red-faced one moment and then ran off like a child to complain the next, and he found it quite amusing.

He didn't believe that Prince Qin had run away because he was aggrieved. It was clear that he was trying to annoy Prince Qin.

"You won't let me choose people? Fine, then go and tell the Emperor!"

Even though Prince Qin had a high status in the court, he still didn't dare to openly oppose the Emperor.

The Emperor had sent Prince Qin to select guards, and Prince Qin's refusal was equivalent to slapping the Emperor in the face.

Even the most beloved Prince Qin would be demoted, and Prince Qin was afraid of returning to the days before the liberation.

Unfortunately, Prince Qin, who had reached the seventh level of the Foundation Building Realm, ran at full speed, and Prince Qin couldn't catch up.

In this way, Prince Qin and Shen Yan quickly left Prince Qin behind and entered the palace. After entering the palace, Prince Qin stopped and said to Shen Yan with a smile, "Shen Gonggong, explain the situation to the Emperor for me. You must tell the truth, without favoring me or Prince Qin."

Shen Yan was stunned and instinctively asked, "What about you?"

"I have to go back to my palace to practice." Prince Qin waved his hand and walked towards his own palace.

Shen Yan watched his retreating figure and couldn't help but sigh, "The third prince is truly unpredictable in his actions."

He had thought that Prince Qin would go to the Emperor and plead his case, but he had no intention of doing so. Instead, he asked Shen Yan to tell the Emperor the truth about the situation, leaving Shen Yan puzzled.

Little did he know that Prince Qin didn't actually want a hundred guards as his subordinates, as it would be like having a hundred spies around him.

...

After returning to his own palace, Prince Qin didn't care that it was already dark and went straight to find Guan Yu, asking, "Second Brother, do you know spear techniques? Can you teach me? I want to practice with a long spear!"

There was only a week left before Guan Yu would be dispatched to Yuguang City, and he had to learn from Guan Yu before then.

Seeing the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear for the first time, he had made up his mind to practice spear techniques.

"I know a little. Let's go, I want to see if Your Highness has any talent for spear techniques." Guan Yu agreed cheerfully. Prince Qin's eagerness to learn made him happy.

Moreover, hearing that Prince Qin wanted to practice spear techniques, he naturally felt a sense of closeness. As a cavalryman, he looked down on swords and believed that only large knives, long spears, and halberds could dominate the battlefield and be invincible.

The palace was in the shape of a quadrangle, and the two of them quickly arrived at the central courtyard. Prince Qin took the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear out of his storage ring and handed it to Guan Yu, indicating that he should demonstrate some spear techniques. Guan Yu caught the Silver Dragon Soul-Slaying Spear with one hand, holding it in the air. The strength was so powerful that it left Prince Qin dumbfounded.

Indeed, he was a Martial Saint!

"What a good long spear, at least of heavenly quality!" Guan Yu praised. He didn't have any greedy thoughts, as his Green Dragon Crescent Blade was of a higher grade.

Then Guan Yu began to demonstrate spear techniques. His imposing manner was incredibly strong, and even without using his spiritual power, the force of his movements forced Prince Qin to step back.

Yan Mo Bei, Daji, and Xiong Tian Quan, who were resting in their respective rooms, were all drawn out by the sound of Guan Yu's spear dancing. As they emerged, they saw Guan Yu wielding a magnificent silver spear over ten feet long, filling the entire courtyard with a fierce gust of wind. Even the children of the Yan family were startled and came out to see what was happening.

When they witnessed Guan Yu's imposing spear technique, they all showed expressions of admiration. Especially Yan San, since Guan Yu had taught him the wind attribute martial arts, his cultivation had progressed by leaps and bounds. In just a few days, he had already broken through to the first level of the Qi Refining Realm, which almost made Qin Jun cry out, "Damn, this speed is like cheating."

Qin Jun noticed Guan Yu's sweeping and agile movements with the spear, sometimes grabbing the end of the spear, sometimes holding it under the spearhead. In his hands, the five-thousand-pound silver dragon soul-slaying spear seemed as light as a stick, wielded effortlessly. But when the spearhead pierced out, it made him feel as if the world was about to be pierced through, unstoppable.

"The spear truly deserves to be the king of a hundred weapons!"

Qin Jun's eyes shone with increasing excitement. Soon, Guan Yu finished displaying a set of spear techniques and then tossed the spear to Qin Jun. The moment Qin Jun caught it, he almost knelt down, thinking, "Damn, this is exhausting, not as easy as you make it look."

The others burst into laughter, thinking that Qin Jun couldn't handle the inertia of the silver dragon soul-slaying spear.

"Do you remember it?" Guan Yu asked calmly, stroking his beard. His face was naturally red, so even after dancing with the spear, he still gave off a carefree feeling.