Chapter 236 The So-Called Prince

In an instant, Huai Shi's movements changed from sluggish to deft.

It was as if he had transformed into a fish and merged into the ocean, swimming in the air like flying. At the last moment, he had dodged the impact of the white horse and smiled at the prince.

Immediately afterwards, relying on the turbulent undercurrent in the sea, the sword and ax fell without any delay.

Swift as the wind!

At the special table, the representative of Theravada Tantra stopped in astonishment: "That's..."

"Well, what's wrong?" The representative next to him asked, "Did you see anything?"

"No, it's nothing. I admitted my mistake."

The representative shook his head slowly, and the doubts in his heart gradually dissipated.

Although it looks like the dual-sword technique of Theravada Tantra, the movements are specious, and the core is completely different. Is it mostly a coincidence?

Is it really such a coincidence?

Huai poetry is like a fish in water!

This set of double-sword skills that had been completely integrated into the performance method was unfolded again in Huai Shi's hands. With the accent of the ax blade chopping down, a turbulent undercurrent was set off in the air. Then, the short knife pierced out and bypassed the blade. , stabbing the prince in the neck.

The white horse suddenly turned around in the sea and kicked with iron hooves, but the current pushed Huai Shi to calmly dodge, and the blade struck again, but was blocked by the sword.

The impeccable swordsmanship unfolded from the deep sea. Even with the heavy pressure and resistance of the sea water, the prince was still graceful and showed no signs of embarrassment.

The white horses collided and the sword blades swept across.

This time, they were evenly matched!

"sharp."

In the suffocation, Huai Shi opened and closed his lips, admiring and admiring without hesitation.

The prince smiled, as if talking to each other, and power suddenly burst out from the sword blade, pushing Huai Shi away.

Huaishi chased after him and thrust out his spear, but the ocean disappeared in an instant.

When the two landed, the lift suddenly rose, and the stage turned ominous gray and black. When the light gray light reflected the top of the head and turned into dark clouds, his nose smelled the pungent smell of sulfur like a hallucination...

An uneasy premonition suddenly emerged.

As he pressed forward step by step, the ground in front of him suddenly cracked open, causing the young man's pursuit to come to an abrupt end, because a roll of red cloth flew from it and rose into the sky...

Like lava erupting from a volcano!

Even if it is red cloth, if it is covered with it, it will probably burn in an instant, right?

Unable to move forward, Huaishi dodged backwards, but in the air he struggled to throw the heavy ax blade towards the torrent in front of him.

A scream that broke through the sky erupted.

The ax blade whirled and sank into the magma, tore the red cloth, and was burned red, swirling towards the prince's face with blazing fire.

The prince turned his head to dodge, letting the ax blade fly past his ear.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a chain flying towards him and tied to the ax handle.

Huai Shi, suddenly pulled!

The ax blade goes and comes back!

Amidst the high-pitched sound of the collision of gold and iron, a slashing scar appeared on the prince's cheek. He was no longer elegant, but his expression became more dignified and majestic.

The white horse neighed angrily, bypassed the flying lava, and galloped towards Huaishi.

Blade piercing.

collapse!

Spears and sword blades collided in the air.

Huai Shi withdrew, but his movements suddenly stopped... His cuffs were bitten by the white horse!

Can it still be like this?

The sword blade has already been slashed towards his arm!

At the last moment, he summoned the sacrificial knife and held it upside down to block, but the blade wandered over the blade. In the end, Zi Huaishi's elbow was left with a scar that was deep enough to show the bone.

The white horse and the Sophora japonica poems passed by each other and landed on the ground.

The volcano has disappeared without a trace. Amidst the dramatic changes in the scene, the two of them are already standing on the top of the cathedral, stepping on the towering flying buttresses. Behind them is the tower pointing sharply towards the sky like a blade.

The white horse turned nimbly at the top of the church. The prince on the horse stared at the young man in the distance, grinning: "That's awesome, Huai Shi."

"To each other."

Huai Shi twisted his neck, applied a handful of silver blood potion to the wound on his elbow, raised his head and asked, "It seems like you have endured it very hard. Your Highness, do you have any other tricks?"

"That's right." The prince nodded.

"So, are you showing mercy?" Huai Shi couldn't help but laugh: "I think giving your best is the way to respect your opponent."

"It's so happy to have an opponent like you, Huaishi."

The prince on the white horse smiled, as if regretfully: "Although it is a bit excessive to say this, I just don't want this battle to end too quickly."

"If this is the case, the battle will be over quickly, Your Highness."

The mountain ghost's flames rose from the young man's body, Yu Bu's strength exploded, and his footprints were deeply imprinted on the stone carvings of the church. The young man moved forward, grinning, and told him word by word: "I But it’s very powerful.”

"Is that so?"

Staring into the boy's eyes, the prince was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed: "That's it! Huaishi, just as you wish, I will go all out, so - don't lose too quickly!"

At that moment, the prince on the white horse once again picked up the sword in his hand, and the erect blade reflected his handsome face, as dignified as praying.

Calling into the distance.

"——Madam, please sing for me!"

Then, the soft sound of the harp sounded like a dream.

Just behind the curtain on the left side of the stage, a girl's figure emerged, playing the harp in her hand and humming softly, as if through thousands of years of time, the singing of yesterday reappeared today.

The legend of the past is played out in the present.

The forgotten prince stands again before his enemies.

Impassioned horn sounds arose from the melody, and amid the cheers of countless phantoms, a faint and high-pitched singing voice sounded from behind the curtains.

That is……

Huai Shi's eyes narrowed, and then she heard the prince's chant.

"To be, or not to be: that is the question..."

Reciting the famous poem that has been passed down through the ages, the prince raised the sword in his hand, as if he had grasped his own destiny amidst the sad and high-pitched singing.

The legendary prince and the legendary knight were standing in front of Huai Shi at this moment.

The halo of glory rose from his head, and the bright light condensed on his sword blade. As the white horse roared, a pair of huge wings unfolded from his body, swirling the air, setting off a hurricane, and soaring in the sky. above.

"Pegasus?"

Huai Shi stared up at the prince who was standing high in the sky with his mouth open, "It's just a fight with BGM, and it's like magic. This is too much!"

"Listen, Huaishi!"

Above the sky, the prince smiled and spread his arms proudly: "This is our tragic song in the past, this is the praise and appreciation of my people from the bottom of their hearts.

The so-called prince is definitely not just one person! How is a prince without the protection of his people and country any different from a beggar? "

Behind the curtain, the girl's singing voice gradually became louder. In the heart-shaking melody, the white horse neighed and a single horn appeared on the head, glowing like the sun.

Immediately afterwards, the wind roared and Pegasus galloped over.

boom!

Just one hit.

Huai Shi flew out upside down and felt his eyes turning black.

The sound of horse hooves gradually approached, and the white horse trampled in the air, making a roar like a drum. The singing behind the curtain once again climbed to the peak, the cold female voice burst upward, and the incredible high pitch turned into a lament and struggle against fate.

The chorus of countless people sounded.

The light shines brightly on the prince's sharp blade.

Cut it off!

Huaishi retreated again, feeling that her arms had lost consciousness, and she flew back several meters again. She spat out blood with a loud sound and was stunned.

Spear, propped up the body.

He stared at the prince waiting for work in the distance, but he felt powerless in his heart.

It just grew wings, it was just a little stronger, it was just able to emit light... but it made people feel powerless.

It seemed like there were thousands of people following him.

The prince stands on his own kingdom and stage, and all the people sing his great achievements and majesty, justice and wisdom, gentleness and determination.

The legend truly comes here, in this song.

"BGM, I have it too..."

Huai Shi pulled out the ax and swung it, and the hallucinatory sound of the cello sounded from behind the curtain behind him. It was so low that the prince immediately drew his sword and struck again.

The roaring symphony crushed the lonely cello sound.

Huaishi staggered back.

"No, Huaishi, no."

The prince lowered his head and looked down at his embarrassed opponent, showing displeasure at his immaturity: "If you are just one person, you cannot always win. If you are just one person, you are not worthy of being a prince! You challenge me with this mentality. Of?"

Huai Shi choked violently and gasped, "To be honest, I didn't think so much...I should have known I would have brought a player here."

"Think about it, young man, think about it carefully... Isn't the stage here a time to show off your magnanimity?"

The prince spurred his white horse, stepped forward, and shouted angrily: "But where is the kingdom you are fighting for! Where are the people you protect!

Huai Shi, if you are so shallow, you will definitely fail! "

Isn’t that what the so-called prince’s story is?

I will not become a king, I will not hide in the castle and sit on the chair farthest away from people.

The prince rides on a white horse and walks among his kingdom.

Forever young, always bright.

It's like the tenderest dream.

Because of this, it is loved by countless people, and because of this, it can place many hopes and aspirations on it. Always just, always gentle, bearing the expectations of the people, victorious in every battle, heroic and heroic, he will never disappoint.

That’s why you will be victorious in every battle.

That’s why it shines like a star!

"Sorry, Your Highness."

Huai Shi stared at his dazzling appearance and sighed with envy, "Not everyone can be like you..."

You have never owned that kind of thing, right?

After all, being a prince or something... the best I can do is follow Lao Liu and play a role as a cowherd. I can only be a younger brother who gets drunk and laughed at and turns into a meme.

Even if you have magic hair, magic hands, you can talk to animals, and someone comes to help you solve your troubles, it doesn't mean you are a prince, right?

No matter how fake it is, once it encounters the real thing, its true colors will be revealed.

What kind of prince is the KTV prince?

He closed his eyes, exhaled the anxious breath in his heart, clenched his weapon, and challenged the prince to fight.

"Come, Your Highness," he whispered, "your enemy is here."

"Can't you even find a country worthy of protection?"

The prince lowered his eyes with pity and tightened his grip on the sword.

"Then, let me end this battle..."

He murmured softly, his horse's hooves tapping the ground.

In the majestic light, the Pegasus flew into the sky, and the crowd sang.

The prince raised the sword of light majestically and galloped towards Huaishi!

Immediately afterwards, tens of thousands of rays of light fell!

Huai Shi roared, roared, raised the spear in his hand, and stabbed forward.

At that moment, a roar broke out.

A hurricane swept through.

The tip of the gun and the blade of the sword are clashing together!

Actually... blocked it?

Huai Shi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Silly boy."

A crow's sigh sounded in his ears: "Look behind you."

Then, in the dead silence, everyone heard—behind Huai Shi, at the end of the stage, there was the sound of a door being opened in the empty curtain.

"Organ?"

An old and elegant voice sounded: "I happen to have learned a little bit from you."

So, the stool was pulled away.

The violinist took his seat.

Faint noises and chaotic sounds followed, and the sound of staggered and low footsteps kept sounding from behind the door, walking into the theater, as if an audience was entering.

The rickety old men and women led the thin children, carrying the breath of wind and sand, and came here from the forgotten story. They looked at the audience uneasily, and finally sat on the choir chairs.

Then the sailors walked in, telling each other bad jokes. The captain with a pipe in his mouth walked at the front, picked up the trombone in front of the chair, turned around and ordered: "You guys go play the drums. If you don't know how to play, just shout a few times."

The sailors took their places, and then figures one after another walked out from behind the door and came to their seats. They picked up the instruments in front of them with some difficulty, not knowing how to use them.

In the blink of an eye, countless figures filled the performance seats behind the curtains. The characters from the past stories reappeared on this incredible stage, raising their instruments for their saviors.

At the end, there were soft footsteps coming forward, and a slender figure stood at the front. The captain took off his pipe and seemed surprised: "Little girl, will you sing?"

"yes."

The girl laughed in a long-lost voice, raised her head, and looked towards the stage. Through the thin curtain, she asked softly: "Can we start over, Mr. Huaishi?"

"...Ah, I can do it anytime."

After a brief silence, Huai Shi nodded slowly, holding back the joy and gratitude in her chest, her eyes turning red.

When he looked up at the prince who had been waiting for a long time, he smiled.

"Did you see that? Your Highness."

Huai Shi once again raised the weapon in his hand: "My people are coming to me, my land is here!"