Great Qin: Ying Zheng, please don’t let your son leave the palace.
6 Ge Nie: Gongzi Hong’s talent in the sword is higher than mine.

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Yin... Yin... Yin...

If it was just the sword cry of the Tianwen Sword, it would not be enough to make Ying Zheng interrupt him.

But what about the Abyss Rainbow Sword and the sword cries of all the other swords within a one-mile radius of the hall?

The sword cry of the Tianwen sword was like a king giving an order. All the sharp swords in the surroundings automatically unsheathed their swords within a finger's distance, scrambling to respond.

Whether it was Yuan Hong, who was only one rank lower than the Tianwen sword, or the other famous swords, they were all like this!

Except for Ying Hong, the few people present didn't know the exact range of the sword hymn outside the hall, but that was no longer important.

A gentle and refined youth who usually did not wield a saber or a club had such a huge abnormality the moment he came into contact with the Tianwen sword. This was too shocking.

Such a situation could no longer be explained with common sense.

"I suddenly feel that I have an affinity with the Tianwen sword, so I'm here to beg Imperial Father to bestow me with the sword!”

Ying Hong's words, which were taken as a joke by everyone else, resurfaced in their minds. For a moment, they even believed him.

Otherwise, how could he explain the current situation?

......

"Thank you, Imperial Father, for bestowing me with the sword!"

Just as the sword hum dissipated and everyone was still in a daze, a voice pulled them back to reality.

It turned out that Ying Hong, who had already fused with the sword embryo, saw his cheapskate father, Ying Zheng, and all the others looking at him in shock.

Ying Hong reacted instantly. When he lost consciousness just now, something must have happened that was enough to make these people lose their composure.

Although he didn't know what it was, it didn't stop him from taking advantage of this opportunity to gain the upper hand.

After all, he had already grasped the sword, and his cheapskate father, Ying Zheng, did not say anything!

"Pa…Pa... Pa..."

"Interesting, very interesting!

It seems that Hong 'er is indeed fated with Tianwen.

Since that's the case, why don't I give you the Tianwen Sword!”

Looking at Ying Hong, whose face was still smiling, and whose eyes were filled with a hint of craftiness, Ying Zheng actually gave the Tianwen Sword to Ying Hong after slowly clapping his palms three times.

"You agreed just like that?"

Not to mention Li Si and the others who were so shocked by Ying Zheng's words that their eyes almost popped out, even the smile on Ying Hong's face froze.

Wasn't he about to explode just now?

Could it be that what happened when he fused with the Sword Embryo was so shocking that even a stubborn person like his cheapskate father immediately changed his mind?

"What's wrong? If you want the Tianwen sword, I'll give it to you.

Could it be that he was regretting it now?

Are you toying with me?"

Seeing that Ying Hong was stunned and did not answer for a long time, Ying Zheng's face turned cold, and his imposing aura immediately pressed down on Ying Hong.

"Your son has no such intentions. Thank you, Imperial Father, for granting me the sword.”

Ying Hong didn't know what his cheapskate father, Ying Zheng, was thinking, but he didn't want to waste his brain guessing.

Who cares!

Anyway, it was fine as long as he got the Tianwen sword. As for whether Ying Zheng would have any other plans, he would leave it for later.

As long as his own strength could continue to grow, one day, everything would pale in comparison to his powerful strength.

"Your son has finished discussing the important matter with Imperial Father. If there is nothing else, your son will take his leave.”

The pressure of interacting with Ying Zheng was too great, and he would break out in a cold sweat every now and then.

After thanking Ying Zheng, Ying Hong did not want to stay any longer, so he hurriedly asked Ying Zheng to leave.

Of course, as he spoke, his right hand that was holding the sword hilt did not forget to pull out the Tianwen sword from the ground and put it in front of his chest.

"Yes, you may leave!"

Ying Zheng, who had regained his composure, waved his hand, signaling Ying Hong to leave.

Ying Hong didn't say anything more. He cupped his hands and bowed, then turned around and left.

"However, if one day, I feel that you are no longer worthy of the Tianwen sword, don't blame me for taking it back.”

Ying Zheng's faint voice rang out from behind him. Ying Hong paused for a moment, then strode out of the hall.

......

After watching Ying Hong leave, Ying Hong turned his gaze to Ge Nia, who was on his right.

"Ge Nia, what do you think of that sword cry?”

Ge Nia, who had been staring at Ying Hong ever since the Tianwen sword started humming, withdrew his gaze and pondered for a moment.

" Gongzi Hong's talent in the sword is stronger than mine."

What was that?

Li Si, Zhao Gao, and Wang Ben's pupils contracted at the same time, as they were all shocked by Gainie's comment.

Who was Ge Nia?

He was one of the only two descendants of the Guigu family, Great Qin's number one swordsman, and was known as the Sword Saint.

Such a person actually said that Gong Zi Hong's talent in the sword was stronger than his.

Didn't that mean that in the future, Gong Zi Hong's sword cultivation would be stronger than his?

Did it have to be so exaggerated?

"We can't let this kid grow up smoothly!”

Unlike Li Si and Wang Ben, Zhao Gaonei was more concerned about Ying Hong's threat.

"Someone, send this scabbard to Hong 'er.”

Hearing Ge Nia's words, Ying Zheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, but no one could tell whether he was happy or angry. Instead, he took off the sheath of the Tianwen sword that was still hanging on his waist, and ordered someone to deliver it to Ying Hong.

After the guard took the scabbard, he closed his eyes.

"We will take our leave!"

The few people in the hall were all dragons and phoenixes among men, so they naturally understood Ying Zheng's meaning. They cupped their hands and bowed, then left the hall.

"Get Zhang Han to come see me."

When Ying Zheng was the only one left in the hall, his voice suddenly rang out…

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