Walking into the study, Li Kuan saw everyone looking at him with a serious expression.
A trace of doubt flashed across his eyes.
"Your Highness Chu, is there something wrong with those two divine items?”
Cheng Yaojin asked Li Kuan.
Divine item?
Li Kuan was confused.
Then, she realized that they were talking about potatoes and sweet potatoes.
Compared to the various food crops of the Great Tang, potatoes and sweet potatoes could indeed be considered divine items.
"No, they're fine in the field. I have something else to report to father.”
Hearing that the potatoes and sweet potatoes were fine, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
"Kuan 'er, what do you have to report?”
Li Shi Min asked Li Kuan.
Zhangsun Wuji and the others were also curious about what Li Kuan wanted to say.
"Your son has received news that there will be a great drought in Guanzhong next year, followed by a locust plague.”
Li Kuan said solemnly.
"What is it? A drought and a locust plague? King Chu, this is no joke.”
"That's impossible, right?"
"There will be a great drought next year.”
“.....”
Hearing Li Kuan's words, everyone started discussing.
"Kuan 'er, is this true? Where did you find out?”
Li Shiming asked Li Kuan with a serious expression.
The Great Tang could no longer endure this torment.
If a great calamity truly occurred, it would undoubtedly add insult to injury to the Great Tang.
"My master told me this. He said that he observed the weather at night and predicted that there would be a great disaster next year.”
Li Kuan replied.
There was no other way. The source of the news could only be attributed to his illusory master.
"Are you kidding me? How can someone be able to predict such a thing a year in advance? Wouldn't that make him an immortal?”
Cheng Yaojin obviously didn't believe him and said casually.
"I think my master might be an immortal. The imperial physicians used so much time to cure me, but my master only used a day to cure me.”
"And he taught me martial arts. I'm not boasting, but right now, no one in the Great Tang is a match for me.”
Seeing that no one believed his words, Li Kuan had no choice but to portray his master as an immortal who traveled the world.
He couldn't possibly tell everyone that he was from the future. This was what his history teacher had told him.
"No one in the Great Tang is a match for you? King Chu, stop joking."
When they heard Li Kuan say that his martial arts were the best in the Great Tang, they were even more skeptical.
With Li Kuan's thin arms and legs, he could beat a few silkpants, but compared to a general who had been fighting on the battlefield for decades, he was obviously not a match.
"Why don't we have a competition? If I win by luck, everyone should be able to believe my master's prediction that there will be a great disaster next year.”
"If Your Highness can really defeat State Duke Lu, Your Highness's master must not be an ordinary person to be able to teach Your Highness so well in such a short time. The words of such a reclusive expert are highly credible.”
Du Ruhui stroked his chin and said.
Everyone nodded.
"Then let's see if Kuan 'er is as good as he says he is.”
Li Shi Min agreed. Ever since his son had gone missing for two months, he had become a bit mysterious.
He also wanted to get to know his son better.
In an empty space in the Imperial Palace.
Li Kuan and Cheng Yaojin were ready.
Cheng Yaojin was riding a tall horse, holding a horse lance in his hand and looking at Li Kuan majestically.
"Your Highness, it's not too late to regret now. Don't blame this Old Cheng for not letting you off when we fight later.”
Li Kuan sat calmly on his Snow-treading Dark Stallion, the Nine Dragon Halberd in his hand glinting coldly.
"General Cheng, if you want to fight, then fight. Bring it on. Did the general use his mouth to fight in the past?”
Li Kuan's words made the onlookers laugh.
Li Shi Min nodded.
That's right, they were enemies on the battlefield. This kid even knew how to provoke Cheng Yaojin with words. However, could Cheng Yaojin, who had been on the battlefield for many years, really be angered by a few words?
Cheng Yaojin was a little angry when he heard Li Kuan's words.
He immediately rode his horse and rushed over. He wanted to let them know that there was always someone better.
Cheng Yaojin rushed in front of Li Kuan and thrust his lance at Li Kuan, but he only used 30% of his strength.
Looking at the horse lance that was about to stab him, Li Kuan's lips curled up slightly.
He waved the Nine Dragon Halberd in his hand and pushed away Cheng Yaojin's horse lance.
The huge force almost caused the lance in Cheng Yaojin's hand to fall out of his hand.
Cheng Yaojin felt the power in his hand and looked at Li Kuan with more caution.
"General Cheng, use your full strength. I'm not as weak as you think.”
Li Kuan looked at Cheng Yaojin with a smile.
"Your Highness, be careful."
Cheng Yaojin then attacked Li Kuan.
"Dang! Clang! Clang!"
The weapons in their hands collided continuously.
Li Kuan only defended and did not attack, blocking Cheng Yaojin's fierce attacks.
"This... His Highness King Chu was actually so powerful.”
Li Jing snapped a few strands of his beard and said in disbelief.
" That's right. I have to be very careful when facing Cheng Yaojin's attacks. Lord Chu is actually so relaxed."
"I'm afraid what Lord Chu said earlier is true.”
Yuchi Gong said in shock.
......
Cheng Yaojin held the lance with numb hands and panted heavily.
"General Cheng, you've fought for so long, it's time for this king.”
Li Kuan raised his halberd and smashed it at Cheng Yaojin.
"Clang!"
A loud collision sounded.
Cheng Yaojin took a few steps back with his horse.
The huge impact caused Cheng Yaojin's hands to crack, and traces of blood flowed out.
This was also the reason why Li Kuan had not used his full strength.
Cheng Yaojin was indeed a fierce general who had been on the battlefield for many years. His strength had reached the level of a first-class general.
However, it was not enough in front of Li Kuan.
Cheng Yaojin looked at Li Kuan in shock.
King Chu is so strong."
Cheng Yaojin thought in his heart, and then he thought of how he was able to handle his attack with ease.
Cheng Yaojin decisively chose to admit defeat.
If they continued fighting, they would only be asking for humiliation.
"I, Old Cheng, am no match for Your Highness. I admit defeat.”
Cheng Yaojin said casually.
To a general, strength was strength, and inferiority was inferiority. There was no need to beat around the bush.
"Thank you for giving in. Uncle Cheng, I apologize for offending you just now.”
Li Kuan humbly apologized to Cheng Yaojin.
"Haha, a loss is a loss. I, Old Cheng, can afford to lose. Your Highness didn't use your full strength just now, right?”
Cheng Yaojin laughed heartily. He didn't care that he didn't beat Li Kuan.
In his view, not only could he not defeat the King of Chu, but there might not be anyone in the Great Tang who could defeat the King of Chu.
Even Yang Zaixing's duel with him didn't give him that much pressure.
"Your Majesty, I'm not a match for His Highness Chu. His Highness wields the halberd like a living tyrant.”
Cheng Yaojin walked in front of everyone and said.
"Yo, Old Cheng lost!"
Yuchi Gong mocked Cheng Yaojin.
"Tsk, you blackie. If you have the ability, fight King Chu.”
Cheng Yaojin retorted without hesitation.
"Then I'm stronger than you."
........
"Alright, stop arguing. Kuan 'er has such martial arts skills, so his master must be no ordinary person. We should take his words seriously.”
Li Shiming interrupted their bickering and praised Li Kuan.
He did not expect his son to be so powerful that even Cheng Yaojin was no match for him.
"Let's go back and discuss the disaster.”
As he spoke, he walked towards the study.
Everyone followed.
No one noticed that Zhangsun Wuji's eyes were filled with a hint of gloominess and vigilance when he turned around.
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