My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

She had originally thought

that in this battle, the war against Great Yuan, even with Qiu Hao gathering all the border troops, they might not win, but they shouldn't lose too disastrously either.

But after witnessing Zhou Qingxu's methods,

her thoughts quietly began to change.

"I'm afraid with this Sky-Man of Great Yuan here, there's no way my Great Zhou can win."

"Had he used such methods from the beginning, there would have been no chance for me to arrive in time, and Hundred Mile City might have been breached by the Sky-Man of Great Yuan in the blink of an eye."

Wu Ling murmured to herself.

Her bright eyes trembled slightly with shock.

While Wu Ling was still stunned, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly caught sight of the strikingly handsome Town-Nation Duke's Heir on the deck of the Flying Boat.

Under Wu Ling's watchful gaze,

Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir, was facing the extraordinary scene and confrontation between Zhou Qingxu and Deng without a trace of change in his expression.

His demeanor was the epitome of calm and composed.

If Wu Ling didn't know that Cheng Guang, the Princely Heir, wasn't a body double or a fool,

she might have thought that Cheng Guang's serene appearance was due to being scared silly by the Black-faced Vajra Buddha.

Wu Ling watched Cheng Guang, observing his silhouette sparkling amidst the Jet-black Buddha Power and the dense starlight, and suddenly, she began to worry about him for no reason.

She couldn't help but bite her red lips, wanting to speak up and urge him to leave the Flying Boat.

Too close.

It was very likely that he might be hurt by accident from both sides, costing him his life.

If that were to happen, Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke's Heir, would die too unjustly, too miserably.

At this thought,

Wu Ling's eyes drooped slightly, hesitation flickering between her brows.

A moment later,

Just as Wu Ling was about to call out to Cheng Guang to say something,

she suddenly realized

that Cheng Guang had abruptly severed the golden shield enveloping Hundred Mile City and was slowly stepping toward the Black-faced Vajra Buddha.

"Princely Heir! What are you trying to do??"

"That's not an existence you can contend with, even if you can wield the power of a Sky-Man, it's no use!"

Wu Ling was frantic with anxiety, Stay updated through My Virtual Library Empire

fearing Cheng Guang would inadvertently seek his own death.

At this time,

All the soldiers who saw Cheng Guang's actions fretted anxiously.

But,

they had no reasons to urge Cheng Guang to stay.

Firstly, they didn't know what Cheng Guang's intention was.

Secondly, they could see that in Cheng Guang's present state, his face was filled with calm, and his eyes brimmed with resolve.

At the same time,

On the Yuan Army's side,

Wu Mengde also noticed Cheng Guang's movements on the Flying Boat.

Seeing Cheng Guang approaching the Black-faced Vajra Buddha summoned by Mr. Zhou,

Was he planning to beg for mercy?

Or was he trying to help that old man against Mr. Zhou?

"This is getting interesting,"

murmured Wu Mengde to himself.

He slightly raised his eyes, focusing intently on Cheng Guang in the distance,

curious to see what Cheng Guang would do next.

......

Meanwhile,

On the deck of the Flying Boat,

Cheng Guang, like a solitary figure, took steps one by one toward the Black-faced Vajra Buddha.

He seemed so vulnerable.

Zhou Qingxu glanced over with the corner of his eye, and upon seeing Cheng Guang, he let out a slight "hm" and then smiled.

"I noticed you've been idle just now, and now you're coming towards me. Are you planning to beg for mercy?"

Cheng Guang shook his head without speaking.

But Zhou Qingxu was neither impatient nor did he focus too much on Cheng Guang.

When he detected Deng, alone, shrouded in endless starlight, swinging his fist like a shooting star crashing toward him, he immediately split into countless clones.

Zhou Qingxu was momentarily stunned,

then he turned his deep gaze toward Deng and swung his hand out.

The Black-faced Vajra Buddha above Zhou Qingxu's head slightly parted his lips, emitting a thunderous shout.

Morphing into thousands of halo-topped miniature Buddha silhouettes, they clashed with the countless shades of Deng.

Every shade of Deng touched by the little Buddhas exploded instantly, not with a shower of blood, but with a gentle stream of nothingness, subtly rippling across the sky.

In the blink of an eye,

Zhou Qingxu's attack had turned the many shades of Deng into dust.

Zhou Qingxu's gaze searched the area and soon saw a figure like a solid rainbow, soaring towards him.

"Found you."

"Go."

Zhou Qingxu uttered softly, and the dark-haired giant who had been standing still and gasping for breath suddenly lunged at Deng to tear him apart.

However, just as Zhou Qingxu was about to take a breath of relief,

he suddenly realized,

that a figure had quietly appeared beside him at some unknown time.

Zhou Qingxu quickly turned to look, and upon recognizing the figure beside him, his eyes widened in shock, which he quickly concealed.

Zhou Qingxu was a bit puzzled by Cheng Guang and wondered why he was suddenly beside him without notice,

even as he himself had not sensed it.

Although he had been busy dealing with Deng, he should never have overlooked Cheng Guang, who was approaching him, a very much alive person.

"You..." He was just about to start speaking to Cheng Guang,

but Cheng Guang ignored Zhou Qingxu's words, calmly considering Zhou Qingxu for a moment, then suddenly broke into a bright smile, "Mr. Zhou, may I ask you a question?"