Chapter 208: The Art of Moving

Rosen is currently holding a routine meeting with a group of senior executives.

Suddenly, an inexplicable force enveloped Rosen.

When Yan Chixia saw this, he immediately shouted, "Brother, this is the art of teleportation! Quickly disperse this magic power."

Rosen waved his hand and said, "It should be the rebels who did it, but this is their last resort. You guys continue the meeting. I'll go over and take a look. Xiahou, lend me your sword."

The next moment, Rosen was pulled into the void by that magical power.

Although Rosen explained the situation, no one had the heart to continue the meeting.

"Damn it, those two bastards Jibieshan and Jitongshan can't beat us head-on, so they resort to such shady tricks." Xiahou Jie looked unhappy.

"Xiahou, you have to make some moves too. This time, my elder brother was ambushed. Even though he is very skilled in Taoism, he probably won't be happy. So after this incident, he will probably order a general attack."

"Even if the teacher doesn't give the order, I won't keep those troubles any longer." Xiahou Jie said with a clenched fist.

The current Xiahou Jie is the Grand Marshal of the Yanhuang Navy, Army and Air Force, so there is no need to explain his status and position.

As Rosen's student, this identity made him highly respected.

Moreover, Yanhuang's repeated victories also established his status.

Founding father! The merit of following the dragon!

The people loved him very much.

This was completely different from his past life.

In the past, Xiahou Jie traveled around the world, but ended up having to eat plain bread every day.

In particular, when Xiahou Jie got married the year before last, Rosen went in person to witness the couple's wedding and promised that he would take their first child as a disciple.

Now Xiahou Jie has a happy family, a successful career, and most importantly, he is loved by others.

Moreover, his martial arts skills were not inferior, and he was hailed as the number one martial artist in Yanhuang.

Of course, there is still some truth to his title as the number one in martial arts.

After all, with his current status, who would really fight him to death?

There is no benefit even if you win.

Of course, this does not mean that Xiahou Jie's martial arts skills have declined. In fact, in recent years, his martial arts skills have made breakthroughs one after another due to his changes in state of mind.

It's just that it's hard to find an opponent who can fight with him again.

As for Ning Caichen, he is now the secretary of the marshal and also a high-ranking official of Yanhuang.

Ning Caichen today is no longer the bookish scholar he used to be.

He witnessed with his own eyes how Rosen developed Yanhuang from Guobei County to its present state.

He went from being disdainful at first, to being shocked, and now to being numb, completely numb.

He was not shocked that Rosen could conquer the world, but he was shocked that the Yanhuang Society was so powerful.

Although it had not yet established a country, it was already dozens of times more prosperous than the most prosperous period of the Ji Dynasty.

Nowadays, most of the Chinese people have vegetables and meat at every meal.

Moreover, the government provides subsidies for having children to encourage childbirth.

This also caused the population of Yanhuang to surge, and now it is close to 300 million.

Three hundred million people! You should know that the population during the heyday of the Ji Dynasty was only 70 million.

Of course, among the population of Yanhuang today, there are tens of millions of demons.

Although Yanhuang has not formally established a country yet, when people communicate privately, they always change "Lord" to "Emperor" when talking about Rosen.

The Great Emperor! No emperor in history has ever been given this honorary title.

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The next moment, Rosen arrived at Nanzhi Road, two thousand miles away from Qingzhou City.

When he just appeared, everyone present turned their eyes to Rosen.

Ji Bieshan and Master Kuanglong both looked at Rosen with curiosity.

"Are you Rosen, the Lord of Yanhuang? You look like just an ordinary old man." Ji Bieshan looked at Rosen and said.

"Are you... Jibieshan or Jitongshan?" Rosen asked.

"I am King Ji Bieshan." Ji Bieshan puffed out his chest in front of Rosen and said, "Traitor, you didn't expect that you would end up like this, and the Yanhuang you founded will also become mine."

Rosen glanced at Jibieshan and said, "You don't have the ability. Even if I die, Yanhuang will not be defeated. You can't even understand how powerful Yanhuang is now."

Rosen felt that Jibieshan really did not understand politics, or rather, did not understand the politics of Yanhuang.

Even if Rosen died, even if there was civil strife in Yanhuang, Jibieshan could not take advantage of it.

To put it bluntly, Yanhuang only needs one percent of his strength to crush Jibieshan and his army to pieces.

"Haha... no matter how much you say, you can't avoid your death." Ji Bieshan sneered.

Rosen crossed his arms across his chest, holding a sword with an ancient carved scabbard.

The name of this sword is Youquan, and Xiahou Jie bought it at a high price.

Only Rosen can borrow this sword, and no one else is qualified to even take a look at it.

Ji Bieshan is now young and strong. He directly drew out his sword, obviously intending to do it himself.

"Let me see your martial arts." Rosen hooked his finger.

Ji Bieshan suddenly slashed at Rosen with a knife.

Rosen raised his scabbard to block Jibieshan's attack, then pushed forward slightly.

Ji Bieshan staggered back a few steps with his sword.

Rosen shook his head: "Too weak, your martial arts should have been taught by a famous teacher, but you didn't practice it carefully. It makes sense, as a prince, it doesn't affect your status whether you practice or not."

"You old bastard, take another blow from me." Ji Bieshan was angry and chopped at him with his sword again.

Rosen pointed the scabbard at Jibieshan's chest.

Ji Bieshan covered his chest and took several steps back, then sat down on the ground. The severe pain in his chest made his face turn red. He wanted to scream, but he suppressed it.

"He does have some blood in him." Rosen smiled.

"Everyone go up and kill this old guy! Kill him!!" Ji Bieshan roared.

The soldiers he had arranged in advance immediately attacked Rosen.

Rosen drew his sword and walked slowly, as if he was leisurely strolling in the garden.

But every time the sword is swung, a life is lost.

One, two, three...

One soldier after another died under Rosen's sword. In just a hundred breaths, dozens of soldiers were killed.

Rosen laid Youquan horizontally in front of him and brushed the sword's edge with his fingertips.

"Good sword."

Suddenly, Master Kuang Long controlled Ji Tongshan's body and swung a knife at Rosen.

Rosen stretched out his left hand and grasped the blade.

"You are the demon who cast a spell to move me here, right? You stole this body? Oh... I see. You want to use this body to kill me first, then kill Ji Bieshan, and then become the master of your own house and seize the world?"

Master Kuang Long's eyes widened. Although he could not fully exert his strength in this physical body of Ji Tongshan, that was still something that a mere mortal could not compare to.

Now the blade was actually pinched by Rosen's two fingers, and he couldn't move it at all.

"You...are you at the pinnacle of martial arts? Or are you from the Xuanmen sect?"

"I have dabbled in both martial arts and esoteric magic, and I have encountered a few peerless monsters, but I have never encountered one as powerful as you."