Chapter 415: Killing the ü-Tsang First Prince! (1/2)
Chapter 415: Killing the Ü-Tsang First Prince!
Transalted by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
”Not good!”
In the crowd, Huang Qian-er's face instantly tensed up at this sight, her heart beginning to fiercely beat. The strength of the Ü-Tsang First Prince was not something Wang Chong could match, no matter what he said.
Old Eagle was also showing some concern.
Although he spoke calmly, he was no less nervous than Huang Qian-er.
And the crowd was also gasping in surprise.
”Heheheh, this brat is dead for sure!”
The horseman of the Tibetan diplomatic mission were gathered together, sneering as they watched Wang Chong like he was a corpse.
No one was optimistic about Wang Chong's chances, not even those who hoped to see the prince defeated. At this level, Wang Chong was no match for the Ü-Tsang First Prince.
”Hmph, you did this yourself. Don't blame me!”
In the building at the edge of the practice ground, a figure from the Chamberlain of Dependencies stood at the balcony, his hands resting on the railing as he chortled.
The Chamberlain of Dependencies could not deal with Wang Chong, but if Wang Chong sought death, they couldn't be blamed. Even if the Sage Emperor were here, he wouldn't be able to put this crime on their heads.
At this moment, probably the only person still confident in Wang Chong was himself.
Twenty zhang!
Ten zhang!
Eight zhang!
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Time seemed to slow to a crawl for a moment. When Wang Chong was only six zhang from the Ü-Tsang First Prince, his clear eyes flashed with a cold light, and changes immediately began to take place.
Whoosh!
Wang Chong's palm shook and a cold light shot forward through the air. However, this cold light was not aimed at the prince, but at the light brown horse beneath him.
Bzzt!
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chong's peach-sized Stellar Energy Iron Cloak fell into the horse's open mouth and into its belly.
At such short distances, not even the Ü-Tsang First Prince had time to respond.
Swoosh!
Just when the two were about to collide, White-hoofed Shadow at its max speed, its course almost impossible to alter, the horse suddenly turned, drawing a curve in the air just a few zhang away from the prince as it brushed past.
This move not only astonished the crowd, but stunned even the Ü-Tsang First Prince. Everyone knew that the faster one moved, the harder it was to alter one's course.
The massive inertia was not so easy to disperse. Rashly changing directions would only lead the warhorse to break its bones under the force of inertia and crash to the ground.
No ordinary horse could pull off such a maneuver.
Rumble!
Before there was time for any further thought, the warhorses rumbled past each other. The light brown steed of the prince neighed and, like a rock rolling at high speeds, fell together with the Ü-Tsang First Prince.
Whoosh!
And at almost the same time, Wang Chong, now ten-some zhang away, turned around with an S-shaped maneuver, almost instantly reversing his course. Not only had his speed not dropped, he was now moving even faster. He was one with his spear, the tip swiftly approaching the prince, who was just now extracting himself from the corpse of his horse.
”Not good! The Serpent Loop! How does this youth know such an advanced horsemanship technique!”
In the distance, the observing Ü-Tsang Great General Dusong Mangpoje's pupils constricted. He had instantly recognized the exquisite horsemanship technique Wang Chong had used, and his entire person changed.
”The Serpent Loop!”
This was one of the supreme equestrian techniques in the world. In narrow confines, elite riders could make a 180° turn while not stopping and even increasing their speed.
On the battlefield, where cavalry was powerful and of utmost importance, one could easily imagine how useful such a technique was.
But in both the Great Tang and Ü-Tsang, this horsemanship technique was not something an ordinary person could grasp. One had to be at least a general to be able to have such subtle control over a horse's movements.
This was not something an ordinary youth from a great clan or a scion of the capital could grasp, but Wang Chong was truly too well-practiced in this maneuver.
Dusong Mangpoje felt his heart tighten as an intense sense of danger filled his mind. With a whoosh, he immediately shot out of the crowd.
Dusong Mangpoje's reaction was fast, but Wang Chong's was faster.
Rumble!
In the vast practice ground, Wang Chong trailed dust and cracked the earth. The speed of the White-hoofed Shadow coupled with the Halo of Dusk Stallion and Wang Chong's own strength bestowed Wang Chong with the power to rival an expert of True Martial Tier 5.
”Come!” Wang Chong fiercely shouted, the silver spear in his hands bursting with a frightening light. The current Wang Chong exuded an awe-inspiring strength, like that of a war god.
At this moment, the Ü-Tsang First Prince, whose mount had been slain, gave a sinister smile and did something that no one expected.
He did not retreat in the face of Wang Chong's full-force attack. Instead, he took out his saber and slashed at Wang Chong, completely exposing his body and making no attempts to defend himself.
”Bastard!”
”Despicable!”
”Shameless!”
”This move again!”
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