Such words shook the entire assembly!
Madness!
This young man is truly arrogant.
Li Aotian, an envoy of the Dahan Dynasty, a mere minor official, yet he dares to snatch the consort of a Xiongnu prince?
"If not for the fact that he has the Dahan Dynasty behind him!"
"How could a cast-off envoy who couldn't make it in the Dahan Dynasty treat us Xiongnu people like this!"
"Exactly! That brat is truly over the line!"
The pitiful Xiongnu officials, filled with rage but fearing to speak out, could only grit their teeth and swallow their resentment.
A while later.
On a dueling field outside the Xiongnu Royal Court.
Xiongnu nobles had already begun to file out from the court, preparing to watch the earth-shaking drama about to unfold.
"Listen well, my son Wuwei, you must absolutely not kill this man!"
"You may injure him, but you are forbidden from taking his life."
Before entering the field, Chanyu Yizhixie approached the Left Wise King and warned him, gripping his shoulder firmly.
Even though Li Aotian had snatched his consort, the Grand Chanyu still did not want his life.
"This... how is this possible! I must kill him!"
The Left Wise King, Wuwei, shouted in a fury, but Chanyu Yizhixie immediately slapped him across the face.
The blow left the Left Wise King’s mouth swollen.
"Grand Chanyu! You!"
"How can you protect an outsider like this?"
"That Li Aotian stole my woman!"
Yet, Chanyu Yizhixie kept his gaze cold, staring at him before speaking in a deep, earnest tone.
"What is a mere woman worth!"
"Even if he had snatched my own woman, I still would not let Li Aotian die here."
"For the sake of the Xiongnu's century-long grand plan! For the future of our people, the Dahan envoy cannot be killed!"
"Wuwei, hear me: as long as we maintain friendly exchanges with the Dahan Dynasty, once you inherit my throne and this arrogant Li Aotian returns to the Dahan Dynasty, you can send assassins to... execute him!"
"We shall repay today’s shame tomorrow! Do you understand?"
Chanyu Yizhixie’s words made the Left Wise King bow his head, and he nodded.
"I will spare his life today."
"But one day, I will kill him with my own hands."
With that, the Left Wise King, Wuwei, strode arrogantly onto the dueling field, his appearance met with cheers from the Xiongnu soldiers!
"Long live the Left Wise King!"
"Long live the Left Wise King!"
"Long live the Left Wise King!"
Wuwei was valiant and skilled in battle, the greatest warrior among the Xiongnu. Everyone present had, at some point, been defeated by him.
The Xiongnu soldiers, clutching their spears and marked with facial tattoos, roared his name. In their eyes, the Left Wise King was an invincible, peerless general.
"Have you heard? Our Prince Wuwei is going to duel the Dahan envoy to the death!"
"The Dahan envoy? A fight to the death? How does he dare?"
"What a pathetic Dahan civil official, actually arrogant enough to challenge our fierce warrior, Wuwei."
"I heard they even wagered the Consort of the Left Wise King on this battle."
"What! The... the Consort? No way, that is the Prince's beloved! This Dahan envoy is walking straight into a death trap."
"Ridiculous! Truly absurd! A civil official wanting to challenge a warrior—it’s a joke for the ages."
Meanwhile, several figures emerged from the royal tents.
The leader, dressed in white with sword-like brows and deep, star-bright eyes, moved with the spirited air of a champion. Behind him followed a group of envoys in Dahan official robes, a sight that drew scorn from many Xiongnu soldiers.
"Is this the Dahan envoy?"
"With that scrawny frame, can he even compare to Prince Wuwei?"
As the crowd jeered, the Dahan envoys looked embarrassed, keeping their heads down to avoid the soldiers' gazes. If they lost, the face of the Dahan Dynasty would be lost with them.
"Lord Li... we can still back out now..."
But Li Aotian merely tossed his black hair back and took a bold step forward, shouting:
"Retreat??"
"For the glory of the Dahan Dynasty, we fight to the end!"
Such an action displayed the peerless elegance of the Dahan envoy, Li Aotian!
He strode forward and, under the gaze of all, entered the dueling field.
...
On the field, Prince Wuwei could no longer restrain himself. He rushed forward, intending to use his raw strength to pin Li Aotian’s waist! He wrapped his arms around Li Aotian’s waist, preparing to execute a lethal suplex!
"It’s over, boy!"
One throw, and Li Aotian would certainly suffer broken bones, if not a shattered spine.
The Xiongnu soldiers howled in delight.
"The Left Wise King is amazing! He finished the Dahan envoy in one move!"
"Hahaha!"
"As expected of the strongest warrior among us! That suplex has crushed many of our own generals in the past."
"I was defeated by that move once myself."
As the crowd showered him with praise, the expressionless Li Aotian chuckled.
"Are you... kidding me?"
He closed his eyes. Just as he was about to hit the ground, a powerful aura exploded from him! This presence sent the onlookers scrambling backward in a frenzy!
As he lifted his gaze, a vortex of energy spiraled around Li Aotian, his black hair dancing wildly in the gale of his own power.
Dark hair flowing.
Presence like a dragon.
In this moment!
The Soul of Xiang Yu possessed him!
Li Aotian opened his eyes, feeling his combat strength and aura surge to the peak of a general's power! With a light tap of his palm, a force like a mountain pressed down upon Wuwei, who was still clutching him.
*Thud!*
Wuwei felt as if he had been struck by a blunt weapon, forcing him to his knees. He looked up in shock at the majestic Li Aotian.
"No!"
"Impossible!"
"How can you possess such power!"
Following this, Li Aotian kicked out. Wuwei, still on his knees, took the blow to the chest and was sent flying like a kite. After rolling across the ground, the Prince vomited blood!
He stared in horror at the crimson stain on the dirt!
He... he couldn't even withstand a single kick from a Dahan civil official?
Damn it!
Who is this guy?
Isn't he... a civil official?
I, Wuwei, am a warrior!
The crowd was stunned. The entire Dahan envoy team was shocked!
"My god!"
"This, this is too fierce. Is this still the Lord Li I know?"
"It was rumored that Lord Li’s talent for poetry was like that of an immortal descended to earth!"
"But... I never heard that his martial prowess was this heaven-defying!"
"Such martial strength—he is a Dahan general in every sense!"
At this moment, Li Aotian, burning with the aura of the Soul of Xiang Yu, clenched his fist and slammed it into the ground.
"Kneel!"
The strike shook their very souls!
The strike left the Xiongnu soldiers cowed. Forced back ten paces by the aura of the ancient Overlord, they felt their legs go weak and sank to the ground.
Li Aotian looked up with a smile, stood, and rubbed his knuckles.
"I am a civil official, but I have always had the dream of being a warrior."
"I have met many generals, but they all called me... the Overlord!"