****First Prince Pavilion....Gao Clan***
Dark nights fall more and more on the Kingdom of Gao, whose prince suffers in silence. The king enters his son's room, blaming: no food or drink. What are you doing in the darkness?
Assistant Jian Hao answers at the door: He is like this for days
As Moazzam's body crawled out of the darkness, his pale face and stiff lips with bloody fingertips, it surprised everyone, the first of whom was the king: Gao Gui? Gaogui what are you doing to yourself son? Whoa whoa
Gagui did not care about his royal appearance in front of his assistant and the guards as usual, but he began to beg, clinging to his father's feet: The ink is running out. Bring me ink, please. And the paper. I want a lot of papers, quickly, quickly.
The king turned to the astonished guards, shouting at the same moment: What are you looking at? Bring what he asked for, move on
Then he bent down to carry the source of honor and pride of the Kingdom of Gao from the ground:
Come, come, lie down on the bed for a while, look at your face, why do you leave food for the insects? What keeps you busy?
Suddenly the boy stiffened in his place, except for his troubled eyes lurking in the corners:
Shhh, silence, silence, he has come, please, please, I don't want to draw, it's enough, it's enough, I don't want to draw.
Assistant Jian Hao and those behind him involuntarily raised their weapons to eliminate the reason for the prince's fear. While the father had no choice but to embrace him :
Don't beg anyone, don't beg anyone, you are the king of the clan, get yourself together, what's wrong with you???
-. The presence of servants with paper and ink attracted the attention of the prince, who crept up to them, snatching what he needed, then pushed them out, closing the door.
Assistant Jian Hao: What is happening to him is abnormal. Should I send for a doctor?
The King: Yes, yes, as soon as possible, I will do anything to bring him back to his senses. As for you, I will cut off the tongue of anyone who spreads the news of his condition to the public. Did you hear?
*** Tubao Martial Arts Headquarters... Tu Clan ***
The prince kicks the door of his shop so that it closes in the face of his traitorous assistant.
I'd better not let my eyes fall on you, leave
Sir, let me explain to you. I tried with the king to inform you in advance, but...
Prince Bao: You could have secretly informed me about him. You are my assistant, not him. Why do you see his decisions as priority over mine?
He knocks on the door surrenderingly: Okay, okay, I apologize. Please forgive me. I will disappear away from you, so please return to the palace. You are not allowed to be here without guards.
Prince Tubao: My dignity is dying over there. Everyone is whispering about what happened in the race. This is without mentioning your bribing of young men to train for me. You also do not recognize my abilities like them.
Assistant Lee: Yes, yes, you have supernatural powers, sir. I believe in you. I swear by the lightning bolts of heaven
Prince Bao: May the lightning bolts of heaven fall upon you, you liar. Leave, I will not open the door
- He remained in his place until he became aware of the knocking of his assistant's horse far away, so he surrendered to the negative voices that came to his ears about his repeated failures in creating the title of the legendary fighter -
Don't cry, don't cry, tears destroy the prestige of men. Be careful, don't fall. I still have a lot to do. All beginnings are difficult. You will be the greatest fighting coach among the clans. Everyone will recognize your abilities. Tu Bao, look on the bright side. Tu Bao Tu Bao.. Tu Bao.
Then he shook his head at the window where the bright moon was and let out his groans:
But it is night, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Voice: Is screaming what you teach your students?
He started blowing between his fingers, muttering small incantations -
Voice: Turn around, I am not a devil
He turned to bump into his mission companion in the sky:
What is this? This is you ?? what are you doing here???
The other stared at the same window, wondering: Did you come at the wrong time?
The loser wipes his cheeks, denying:
Ha-ha-ha, no, no, go ahead, go ahead, Kung Fung, bring the... Ah, they're not here, sit down, sit down.
-. Minutes after the prince of the enemy kingdom sat on the ground, the host brought tea and bowed with false joy:
The Kingdom of Tu is honored by the presence of the future King of the Xi Clan
One sentence from the guest ruined his reception ceremony: I did not come in an official capacity. There is no need for these titles.
The teacher moderates and explains: I know, I know, but the idea of you being a proposed caliph remains for a great matter
Shi Hua: What's so great about him?
Tu Bao: Every letter of the word (king) is great. It is enough that you will be free and everyone will be forced to obey you.
Shi Hua: But on the one hand...
He interrupts him: I know responsibilities, decisions, and wars... It is not an easy matter, but...
He continues with a sigh: But it is very suitable for you. You do not know how wonderful it is to receive the position that was created for you.
He did not wake up from his misery except by a knock of the Son of Fire's sheath on the table, which made him afraid of the next move:
Take it easy, man, you will break it, what's wrong with you?
Shihua: What about you? Were you created to be an art coach?
He answers with a hesitant laugh: Ha-ha-ha, sure, sure
The raise of Shihua's right eyebrow indicated his lack of conviction, which angered the owner of the headquarters -
Wow, the same look Yan Shi had when she handed her the invitation, oh why do I feel like the whole world is against the idea of me being a fighter?
-silence-
The reddening of the Son of Heaven's face prompted Shi Hua to explain his stunned silence:
You can become an outstanding coach, but not from nothing.
Amir Bao: I trained with the most skilled fighters in our kingdom
Shi Hua: Are you good at all styles of Wushu? Is your chi complete?
Tu Bao: I am really good at meditation and mental challenges, but physical challenges are very exhausting for me
Shi Hua: If you do not have the will to pursue your dream, do not wait for others to believe in your achieving it.
Tu Bao: Hmm, that makes sense, so I have to reactivate the qi energy..
He bangs his fist on the poor table: Yes, you will see with those eyes of yours, Shi Hua, you, Yan Shi, and everyone who made fun of me, how I will be in one month.
Shi Hua: One belt requires 7 months of training
Tu Bao: Haaa?? What are the total belts?
The other sighed desperately, looking at the tray: Just tea?
Then Tubao remembered his duty of hospitality, and extended his hand to the jug in embarrassment:
Oh, sorry, I didn't think that you would visit me on a complicated night like this
Shi Hua: I want turkey and dumplings like them...
Tubao: Tell me what's wrong with you, why are you upset?
The intensity of his grip on the sheath, his sharp gaze, and the clenching of his teeth made Tubao anxious, until he asked a question that had been bothering him for days:
Why didn't you invite me to the opening ceremony?
The tickling that spread in his chest, he was forced to hold it in his throat, for fear of embarrassing his companion, so he preferred to clap with a smile:
"Ahhh, frankly, I thought about that, but you understand the situation between our two clans. How do you expect to receive an invitation from me while you are on that mountain?"
Shi Hua: Just address the letter with my name and it will arrive safely
He patted his shoulder: Okay, okay, I'll invite you next time
Shi Hua raises the jug and pours it to himself: I will be the one who will invite you next time
Tubao: On the occasion of...?
- It was as if a cloud of lightning and fatal thunder struck Tubao's head, so he hastened to withdraw himself from the battle leader's calculations:
Hahaha, slow down, slow down, I'm not ready yet
Shi Hua: But you own a martial arts headquarters, meaning you are a professional fighter.
Looks of suspicion and challenge continued to exchange between them until Shi Hua added:
Just imagine, your victory over me in an official fight, how much it will raise the reputation of your headquarters
Damn, what victory is he talking about? He is definitely making fun of me. Does he intend to break my ribs until he closes the headquarters? What is the reason for this sudden desire? -
Thoughts collide in his mind about Shihua's intention to fight with him. In the end, his arrogance overshadowed the conversation -
Haha, my reputation has crossed the borders of my kingdom, I don't need to prove it
-Tobao's wide smile began to fade little by little as he examined Shihua's serious features.
Chihua, you're talking seriously, no, right?
The young leader leaned over his cup of tea, delving deeply into the topic:
As princes of warring kingdoms, it is natural that we will meet one day on the battlefield, but this time the reason is stronger than you and me.
The Son of Heaven listens, trying to reach the event that Shihua is talking about.
The body that was found on your land belongs to a member of our kingdom's court, and you know best the heavenly constitutions regarding the issue of revenge.
The other remained with his mouth open to what was happening around him while he was deaf: whose corpse? Wait, who will take revenge?
Shihua: So that there is no war between the two kingdoms, the constitutions give the sinful kingdom two options. The first is to cut off the head of this killer if he is known. The second is to hold an official fight between the princes of the two kingdoms.
Tubao: Let me understand the news first. A member of your entourage was found murdered on our land. Therefore, we must present to you the head of his killer, or confront you in an official duel?
-The other shook his head regretfully while the question mark remained attached to the prince's face 2 -
Tubao: What's the point of fighting against you? What is my relationship to the topic? I didn't kill him
Shi Hua: I think because you are the second prince?
Tubao: Exactly, you said it with the greatness of your tongue. I am the second prince, that is, neither the king nor the caliph. Official fights involve only the king and his heir.
Shi Hua: True, with the exception of issues of revenge, the fight in this case is for princes only, and because the first prince of our kingdom is exempt from battles due to his health condition, the second prince of our kingdom will face the first prince of your kingdom, so the third prince, meaning I, will face the second prince, meaning you, and here you are. Additional information: You will be prohibited from using weapons.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa?????? -A loud scream that almost pierced Shihua's ears-
Tu Bao: Wow, you're not even the joking type. It's impossible for me to accept what you're saying. Wrestling with you without weapons is like jumping into a volcano without clothes.
Shihua: As if you have a third option
Tubao: Did you come to destroy what little hope I had left in life?
Shi Hua: I came to agree on how you will die
A crazy laugh struck the future murderer -
Tubao: Listen to the third option, keep it a secret, I will leave the kingdom tonight
Shihua: Your borders are closed with our guards until the retaliation ends.
Tubao: Chihua, you still consider me your companion since the Heaven Mission, right?
Shihua: Yes
Tubao: It is impossible for a comrade to kill his comrade
Shihua: Sure
Tubao: So?
Shihua: But I want to see the abilities I inherited from the Land of Miracles
Tubao: Haha, what are my ass abilities? I did not inherit anything from that land. You saw with your own eyes what I did during the battles
Shihua: So what do you suggest?
Tubao: About what?
Shihua: Where do I stick my sword, your shoulder? Your hip? Your leg? Don't be afraid, I will not kill you
Tubao *-*
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** The back garden of the Princesses Pavilion... (Yan Clan) *****
The Younger Princess receives a pile of letters wrapped in fragrant silk, from the hand of Assistant Jian Hao -
Yan Shi: He didn't read them?
_ He did not dare to lie, nor did he dare to say something that would not please her, but rather the direct meaning was that he forced her to leave with what remained of her dignity as a princess of a kingdom where nobles and princes competed to enjoy the beauty of its women -
Jian Hao: Princess, can you give him another chance? He may change his mind after a while, I am sure of his love for you
The trembling of her lips and swallowing the bitterness of his deception prevented her from responding to his assistant face to face.
How can a lover refuse to read his beloved's messages? Since our return from that land, I have not received a letter from him. He promised me to participate in the race, then he refused. In the end, he returns my messages closed as they are. What does he think of me?
Jian Hao: No, never, never, sir, he is not that type. He is very honest, but he is a little sick, so... he was not able to write to you.
Yan Xi: Don't try to cover it up, tell Gagui, no, but inform your prince that Princess Yan Xi is sorry for the hours I wasted writing to you.
He squeezed her hand, confessing: I am not covering for anyone. Prince Gagui is seriously ill and may not survive.
*********** {Headquarters of Tubao, the Knight of Miracles...The Kingdom of (Tu)} *********
I raised my head from the table where Shi Hua is lazily napping -
Shi Hua wake up come on I will invite you on a big turkey Horizon Horizon
-The wind blows and kicks the doors of the headquarters door, and a foggy street is revealed to me
What...? Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, open your eyes, look, look
That strange scene attracted me to the door and then to the middle of the street empty of people... where the sky was filled with clouds... sandstorms raised dust and flags.
no one ?
When I focused my eyes through the fog, I saw an old man screaming and walking around with a crutch in front of me:
There is no spring for this nation. Every time has a set date and your time has come. There is no postponement or delay in your destiny. It is an epic. It is an epic, my nation.
His call froze my joints with cold: Wait, wait
He stopped where he was to give me a pale sideways look. For a few moments, I felt a rush of regret and remorse for unknown reasons, until he pointed his stick at me indignantly:
The horrors of the great epic hide, laughing, behind the end of Shizuo, after the sanctity of the Lyrian Saibao was broken, the chaos of fate caused a fifth raid, the honeymoon was lost in the sight of the Knight of Miracles, behind every gate the companions of the Heaven's Mission did not seek to limit Shizuo's ambitions, which erupted as a result of that tone. *Sorry...I'm back*
O wise man, I did not understand a word of what you said, and why do you look like this?
He bowed his disheveled head, Asia, then continued lamenting despite my call:
Why do I hear the roaring of the wind in place of your laughter? Why do I see houses emptied of their people and veins dried of their blood? Why do I see the clouds of the sky stained with your blood?
I started running after him, and the fear and desire to cry increased inside me:
O wise man, stop there, explain to me what is happening, where have my people disappeared?
Neither friend nor companion, everyone will swim in his course
Shut up, please, enough is enough...
He shakes in his place until they wake up to black flags.
********** Prophecy **********
My assistant: Sir, wake up quickly
He straightened up, astonished by what he saw: am I here....?
My assistant scratches his hands pleadingly: please do not be angry with me. Please forgive me. do not order my dismissal.
He pushed him sideways, absent-mindedly, to the door of the headquarters, only to be surprised by the black flags deposited sadly on the doors of the closed shops.
He points with his finger: What is this?
Assistant Lee: This is what I came to inform you of. The king declared mourning over the killing of the sage.
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