After hearing Zhao Cheng's words, both Zhao Hu and Heng Wenhao fell silent.
Wen Tai couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"My dear nephew, you're amazing! You're all alone, hahaha!! All by yourself!!"
Zhao Cheng ignored Wen Tai's mockery and said, "Now I understand what Wen Hu meant when he said that. This guy said that Cangwu and Luo Wushan are dead, so who in the world can rival him? He's confident that his strength is only weaker than Cangwu and Luo Wushan!"
"I even suspect that Wen Hu invited Luo Wushan out of the mountains and sent him to Qingxia Valley in order to use him as a tool to kill. If one of these two dies, it's a gain; if both die, it's a huge gain!"
"That scoundrel Wen Hu is even more cunning than I am!"
To be honest, Zhao Cheng hasn't really considered many people as rivals along the way, because he looks down on them.
Yuan Xiu counts as one, Yang Qingzhi counts as one, and Su Sheng counts as one.
If Yuan Xiu hadn't broken his own defenses, Zhao Cheng didn't think he would have had a chance to defeat him.
Yang Qingzhi... Although he suffered repeated defeats against Zhao Cheng, he was truly an invincible man.
In Zhao Cheng's mind, Su Sheng was the only strategist who could catch up with Lian Zhongyi, as he was much younger than Lian Zhongyi.
As for the Wen family, it was Wen Tai, not Wen Hu, who was considered an opponent by Zhao Cheng.
In Zhao Cheng's eyes, Wen Hu was just a ruthless master; the true core of the Wen family was still Wen Tai.
Unexpectedly, Wen Tai had already ruined himself, and Wen Hu was clearly not as simple as just being ruthless.
Wen Hu is resourceful; at least he's more intelligent than before.
Ambition fueled his ambition, nurturing these remarkable abilities.
Zhao Cheng's thoughts raced through his mind. He pushed aside Zhao Hu and Heng Wenhao, took a big step forward, and shouted ahead with red eyes.
"Zhou Chuan! Gong Xue! Do you two even deserve to be called the Four Great Generals? If you can't even defeat him, then you are far inferior to Yang Taozhi and Zhao Yan! Especially you, Gong Xue! If it weren't for avenging you, I would have sent Yang Taozhi! Can you please stop embarrassing yourself?"
"Listen up, all of you! I'm staying here with you. You'd better kill him, or I'll die with you! Zhao Han will be buried with you!"
"And you two, what Western Regions War God! What Northern Desert Sword-Drawing Man! If we can't kill him, do you think only Zhao Han will suffer? With Wen Hu's strength and personality, he'll be the first to storm the Great Yue Imperial Palace and kill Ximen Fusu!"
Zhao Cheng's words made the four grandmasters blush.
Knowing full well that Zhao Cheng was trying to provoke him, Wen Hu still arrogantly said, "That dog Zhao Cheng is right. I'll kill a few of you first, and then I'll go to Dayue and take care of Ximen Fusu."
As he spoke, Wen Hu looked at Gong Xue and sneered, "You think you can get revenge? I'll kill you!"
Wen Hu glanced at Zhou Chuan and Zhao Cheng again, then said, "Your sister Zhou Nuo! Yuan Yun! They're all mine!!"
"Whoa! How can you tolerate this?!" Zhao Cheng deliberately yelled loudly, thinking that Wen Hu was really bold and daring, actually adding fuel to the fire by going along with his provocation.
Zhou Chuan and Gong Xue could no longer tolerate it and attacked Wen Hu again.
Both Beido and Yelü Yan were thoroughly aroused and were ready to fight Wen Hu to the death.
Zhao Cheng glanced at Zhao Hu and Heng Wenhao and said, "Why don't you two go too?"
Aragas walked in from behind Zhao Cheng and said, "If Wen Hu is only at the early stage of Grandmaster, they can still help a little. There's no point in going there now."
"You two are really useless..."
Zhao Cheng shook his head and asked, "Grand Preceptor, what's going on outside?"
Aragas said, "They're all under control. Emperor Han, why don't you bring in all the crossbowmen and shoot him to death with a hail of arrows? Or have the army surround this place and wear him down with sheer numbers."
Zhao Yan frowned and said, "This is not appropriate; many people will die this way."
"Then there's only..." Alagas said halfway before sitting up cross-legged on the spot, his hands making strange gestures and shaking.
Zhao Cheng exclaimed in surprise, "Could the Imperial Advisor be a hidden master? Yes, you must have extraordinary abilities to have risen to your current position, right?"
Aragas said, "Emperor Han, I even have trouble killing a chicken."
Zhao Cheng asked suspiciously, "Then what are you doing? Aren't you going to cast a spell?"
"I'm just praying for them," Aragas said.
Zhao Cheng: "..."
The battle between the four grandmasters and Wen Hu was at a stalemate, with both sides clearly giving their all. However, Zhao Cheng felt something was amiss. He could see that although the battle appeared to be deadlocked, Wen Hu actually had the upper hand, as he was not under much threat, while Beido and Yelü Yan had narrowly escaped being struck by Wen Hu's golden blade several times.
If it weren't for Zhou Chuan and Gong Xue's help, they would probably have died under Wen Hu's blade.
If things continue like this, it's only a matter of time before they fall. Zhao Cheng knew that once any one of these four fell, the balance would be broken, and then Wen Hu would begin to reap the rewards.
Zhao Cheng had never felt such a headache before. He came up with several solutions, but some were impractical and others were too risky.
He clenched his fists, struggling with his inner turmoil.
Time ticked by, and Zhao Cheng glanced at Aragas, who was still sitting cross-legged in prayer, and became even more furious.
"It seems I have no choice but to take action!"
Zhao Cheng stepped out from between Zhao Hu and Heng Wenhao, stretching his arms and legs to warm up.
Zhao Hu asked in surprise, "Master, what are you going to do?"
Zhao Cheng turned his neck and said, "They can't kill Wen Hu. I will go myself."
"You?" Zhao Hu looked suspicious.
"I'm not pretending anymore, I'm laying my cards on the table." Zhao Cheng shook his body and said, "I am actually the hidden master."
Zhao Hu pouted and said, "Master, can you please stop joking around at a time like this?"
Zhao Cheng turned his head and said, "I am serious. You all take good care of Wen Tai and Aragas, and don't worry about me."
Zhao Hu immediately grabbed Zhao Cheng's arm, and Heng Wenhao also stood in front of Zhao Cheng, both of them looking incredulous.
"No!!"
Zhao Cheng decisively shook off Zhao Hu's hand, placed his hand on Heng Wenhao's shoulder, and slowly pushed him away.
"As you all know, I value my life the most, and I would never joke about my own life."
"This is the imperial decree; you shall remain here."
As he spoke, Zhao Cheng suddenly sprinted towards Wen Hu.
Zhao Cheng's serious yet decisive demeanor stunned both Zhao Hu and Heng Wenhao. Deep down, they still firmly believed that Zhao Cheng was not skilled in martial arts, but they also acknowledged that it was an indisputable fact that Zhao Cheng valued his life.
In that moment of confusion, Zhao Cheng had already arrived before Wen Hu, ahead of the four grandmasters.
Before Zhou Chuan could even be shocked by Zhao Cheng's retreating figure, Wen Hu freed up his other hand and slapped Zhao Cheng.
Then,
Everyone watched in astonishment as Zhao Cheng floated away like a kite.
A hidden master?
He was sent flying with a single palm strike!
What is Your Majesty trying to do?!
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