Chapter 2125 Defeating a Grandmaster in One Move!

The imperial envoy waved his hand, "Although I am not a military general, I can understand."

"But...aren't Grandmasters enough to deal with you?"

"Why don't you let Wang Sanlie next to you try it and see if he's qualified as a Grandmaster?"

Upon hearing Lin Tianhao's words, Fire Fist King Sanlie frowned slightly.

In his view, Lin Tianhao's words were a blatant disrespect for him.

“Wang Sanlie, since Lord Lin wants to give you some pointers, why don’t you thank him?”

Upon hearing the imperial envoy's words, Fire Fist King Sanlie's lips curled up, and he took a step forward.

"Fire Fist King Sanlie, please enlighten me, Lord Lin."

They came here and immediately started giving instructions. Even if Lin Tianhao is strong, it's not easy for him to injure Wang Sanlie.

If Lin Tianhao is weak, it's no wonder they got injured.

"it is good."

Lin Tianhao knew he had to show off his skills, otherwise the Dayu Dynasty would definitely crush him as a pushover.

The City Lord's Mansion, the rear courtyard.

Lin Tianhao and Huoquan Wang Sanlie stood facing each other.

"bring it on."

Lin Tianhao raised his hand and beckoned to Huo Quan Wang Sanlie with his finger.

Fire Fist King Sanlie cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll have to offend you."

The words fell.

Flaming true energy swirled around his fists, and in a single step, he was already in front of Lin Tianhao.

His fist was incredibly powerful, smashing towards Lin Tianhao's face.

Lin Tianhao didn't make a move; he simply shifted his body slightly to the side, thus avoiding Wang Sanlie's punch.

Next.

Wang Sanlie kept attacking, each punch whistling through the air, yet he couldn't even touch the hem of Lin Tianhao's clothes.

"Lord Lin, why do you only know how to dodge?" Wang Sanlie said in a deep voice.

Lin Tianhao smiled calmly and said:

"I'm afraid you won't be able to handle me if I make a move."

"Then I would also like to learn from your superior skills, sir."

Wang Sanlie was clearly unconvinced. He felt that Lin Tianhao was only good at movement, and that he might not necessarily lose to Lin Tianhao in a head-on fight.

Lin Tianhao glanced at Wang Sanlie and said indifferently:

"Come on then."

Wang Sanlie attacked again, but this time his fist missed its mark. Before he could react, he felt a powerful force in his chest, and his body flew backward uncontrollably, crashing heavily into the main pillar. His blood surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"One...one move!!"

When the imperial envoy saw this scene, his gaze also became serious.

Fire Fist King Sanlie, although only at the early stage of Grandmaster, should not have been defeated so easily.

Fire Fist King Sanlie himself was equally incredulous. He slowly rose, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and bowed, saying:

"It seems we all underestimated Lord Lin."

"I wonder who Lord Lin's teacher is. His movement technique is beyond my reach."

Lin Tianhao shook his head. "My master likes peace and quiet and doesn't want to be disturbed."

Upon hearing this, Fire Fist King Sanlie was about to say something when he was interrupted by the Imperial Envoy.

"Lin Tianhao, your strength is indeed extraordinary. With such a status, if you are not careful, it will not be easy for a Grandmaster to kill you."

Lin Tianhao smiled slightly, "So, Your Excellency, you can rest assured that I have not joined the Northern Mang Heart."

"I just want to protect my little corner of the world."

The imperial envoy smiled slightly and said:

"The current state of Yu the Great is precarious. Lin Tianhao, you are a capable person, but it is a waste of your talent to be here."

"Join the Great Yu Divine Martial Division."

Lin Tianhao pointed to the Fire Fist King Sanlie beside him and said:

“Wang Sanlie had invited me before, and I have already given my answer.”

"I hope Lord Ruan can understand."

The imperial envoy smiled noncommittally and said:

“Recently, those princes have been trying to win over the various lords. Your Mo Xue Territory, along with the Five Peaks Territory, are among the top in the eight hundred lords. I imagine it won’t be long before a prince tries to win you over.”

Lin Tianhao pondered for a moment, "Does Lord Ruan's words have any deeper meaning?"

"There's no deeper meaning, it's just the literal meaning. I'm just curious, Lin Tianhao, which prince would you choose?" the imperial envoy asked.

Lin Tianhao waved his hand and said with a wry smile:

"Lord Ruan, you must be joking. The struggle for the throne among the nine princes is a grand event, not something a nobody like me can get involved in."

"Nobody?"

The imperial envoy smiled and said, "Lin Tianhao, if you don't want to talk about it, then don't."

"I just came to see you and ask you something."

"By the way, Lin Tianhao, if you really want to protect yourself, you shouldn't have an army."

“I heard that your army here has more than 80,000 troops, and there are quite a few warriors as well.”

The imperial envoy looked at Lin Tianhao meaningfully and said with a smile:

"People like you can be quite frightening if you stab someone in the back at a crucial moment."

Lin Tianhao's eyes narrowed slightly. The imperial envoy's words were a reminder, but weren't they also a warning?

"Can I choose... the current emperor?" Lin Tianhao asked.

Upon hearing Lin Tianhao's words, the imperial envoy stared intently at Lin Tianhao for a moment before finally smiling and saying:

"You decide for yourself. I was just saying it casually."

"That's settled then. The Great Yu Dynasty has been quite busy lately, so I won't stay here overnight," said the imperial envoy.

"Okay, take care."

Lin Tianhao didn't intend to keep them; he just wanted to accumulate strength and wait for an opportunity.

only.

His own martial arts level is still too low. Without sufficient martial arts level to support him, it will be difficult for him to achieve great things.

Watching the imperial envoy and Wang Sanlie leave, Lin Tianhao was also pondering the matter of the Nine Princes' Succession Struggle.

Has this imperial envoy already chosen sides?

Or...

Just as I guessed, Emperor Yu was only feigning illness to start the Nine Princes' Succession Struggle ahead of time!

As an imperial envoy dispatched by Emperor Yu the Great, he most likely knew that Emperor Yu the Great was faking illness.

"Never mind, I'll deal with it after I break through to the Grandmaster level."

Lin Tianhao returned to his room, and as soon as he entered, Mo Xunyanxue wrapped her arms around his neck.

"What business does the imperial envoy have with you? Is he here on behalf of a certain prince?"

"No."

Lin Tianhao shook his head and picked up Mo Xunyanxue in his arms.

"He seems to be testing me, and... weren't you eavesdropping the whole time?"

……

Outside the city, at the post station.

Wang Sanlie stood before the imperial envoy, bowed, and said:

"Lord Ruan, today at the City Lord's Mansion, I discovered that someone was spying on us. I estimate that the person spying on us is at least a martial arts grandmaster."

Hear the words.

The imperial envoy's expression became even more serious.

"Did you manage to discern Lin Tianhao's sect during your fight today?"

Wang Sanlie shook his head and said seriously:

"Lin Tianhao is probably deliberately hiding his skills. Neither his movement technique nor his palm technique can be discerned."

"It felt to me like... someone who defeated me purely through speed and strength."

"Even a Grandmaster in the late stage would find it difficult to defeat me based solely on speed and strength."