Martial King's Retired Life - Volume 10 Chapter 34 Wager
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Volume 10 Chapter 34 Wager

Volume 10 Chapter 34 Wager

Shen Yiren had no time to explain to His Majesty subsequent to Sima Huai and Tianfeng Xuanyuan’s escape for an order to march immediately with haste was given. All incapacitated personnel were to be carried along. She only had time to tell Emperor Yuansheng about the two brothers once they were alone in the carriage and on the road.

A gust blew as Abels zipped over to notify, “The two have returned and slept two of our men.”

By the time the escort begun discussing a strategy to counter the two brothers’ plot, the escort had arrived at its next rest station for the night.

Still irate about the embarrassment he brought upon himself, Emperor Yuansheng never took out “Nanjiang Quest Strategy Guide” out again. “When Ming Feizhen gets back, I swear I will mete out the w-”

“Hero Li,” Shen Yiren interjected. “He did share some information on his juniors with me prior to his departure. How about I share it with you?”

“Go ahead.” Although awkward, Emperor Yuansheng sat down with as much decorum as possible. “If you also spout nonsense, I’ll make sure he receives s-”

“Sima Huai’s discipline is Shadow Steps from Daluo’s Five Divine Styles. While I have not seen the extent of his combat abilities, Ming Feizhen told me his internal energy is potent and movement is exceptional, especially his qinggong. He says that the only person who can catch Sima Huai is Sima Huai himself.”

Long Zaitian scoffed, “They’re from the same sect. Of course he’s going to blow things out of proportion to sell his brother. I’ve never even heard the name Sima Huai. If he was so good, how come he isn’t famous? Potent internal energy and fast? Relative to Ming Feizhen, we’re all gods.”

Emperor Yuansheng demurred, “That is not true. According to my knowledge, Young Ming’s combat are skills are sh-, but his qinggong isn’t bad.”

“Your subject knows his abilities than anyone else. One time, the two of us had an argument on the street, so we decided to settle it with a race. He runs as slow as a turtle. His qinggong is an insult to qinggong.”

“So you won?”

“He reall