The Golden Throne

Chapter 242: Liu Qian

Liu Feng’s mouth twitched. 

“Does nothing in my life ever happen without any problems? Why the hell does someone have to stand in my way almost every single step?” Liu Feng cursed. He looked at the man who was approaching him. 

With a tall and stout appearance, Liu Qian looked every bit like his father, except for the fact that he looked younger and much more capable. As he walked towards the platform, the crowd shuffled uneasily, and they all looked at Liu Feng and back at Liu Qian.

“The succession of the crown prince, Liu Feng has been challenged. The victor through trial by combat shall be handed the crown.” the man in front of Liu Feng declared.

“You have got to be kidding me. Just at the time when I am unable to use mana, I have to fight for my chance at the throne? No thank you.” Liu Feng thought to himself. But he still got up begrudgingly.

“Is there any way that we can choose a combatant to battle in my place?” Liu Feng asked the man.

“This is the battle for the king. The final battle. It shall be fought by the ones who wish to become the king. Why will anyone else be allowed to fight on your behalf?” the man said, sneering.

“Alright. This definitely is some scheme to get me out. Literally, every part of this is rigged. Spirits. Is there any way that I can use mana for this battle? I will need mana, or I am probably going to get screwed.” Liu Feng sighed.

“This is such a fun scene. Why would we want to ruin it all by flipping the odds? You have been enriched by mana over the years, and your body should be more than capable of fighting such a man.” Pyrus said, amused.

“Great. I have to actually fight this guy.” Liu Feng shook his head. He glanced towards the side stands. Liu Zhen was looking at the scene expectantly as if he was the person about to become the new king. As for Balor and Damascus, their faces were not exactly looking good.

“How the hell is that guy still alive? I thought that Liu Man would have the common sense of killing all the people who could actually have a chance to go against the throne? Why would he allow his brother to stay alive? And of all the brothers, why this one. This is going to be a big problem.” Damascus said with a heavy tone.

“Why is Liu Feng that serious though? Isn’t he able to use mana? He should be able to defeat Liu Qian easily.” Balor said.

“Yeah, if this was a few months ago. Amelia told me that Liu Feng was no longer able to use mana after the whole war finished. It has to do with that purple incident. Liu Feng is in deep trouble if he doesn’t find a way out of this fast. The Liu Qian that I remember was unmatched on battle, and only Liu Man was able to stop him momentarily.” Damascus said. 

The dragons, however, looked very calm. In fact, Arad was even chuckling.

“When will the battle take place?” Liu Feng asked.

“Why wait? The battle shall take place here.” Liu Qian said. He was not on the platform, opposite Liu Feng.

“Who are you? Do you think that you can just disappear off for a few decades and return to place your claim to the throne? Where were you when the whole kingdom was fighting a demon invasion?” Liu Feng shouted, trying to incite the crowd’s energy.

“Where? I was here. Protecting the kingdom while the army went to another land that did not even matter to us. Do you really think that the public would believe that the demons that you talk about really exist? And that they pose such a threat? If that were true, then this conquest would take months, if not years. Do not continue to fool these poor people, nephew. You are too young to be leading a kingdom. Leave it to your kingdom to do a good job.” Liu Qian said. 

Liu Feng winced at the word ‘nephew’.

“Then let us finish this here and now.” Liu Feng said. He sent a sliver of mana to his spatial ring, and a sword appeared in his hand. Immediately after that, he clutched his forehead. He felt a headache coming.

“I guess that I shouldn’t put any more stuff in my spatial ring.” Liu Feng made a mental note to himself. 

Liu Feng looked back at Liu Qian. He was looking at Liu Feng, or rather, Liu Feng’s spatial ring greedily.

Liu Feng frowned. But he left this alone. He pointed his sword towards Liu Qian.

“Where is your sword? Or do you prefer something else? Perhaps your fist? I think I heard rumors that you were a barbarian?” Liu Feng said.

“A barbarian? Who dared to spread such rumors against me!” Liu Qian shouted.

“How would you know? You were never in the capital. You were never a part of the royal family.” Liu Feng said.

Liu Qian’s face turned ugly.

“Are words all that Liu Man left you, child? Come and fight.” Liu Qian said. He took out a sword from its sheath, wrapped around his waist. The sword was a little similar to Liu Man’s, in that it had mana crystal within it, but it wasn’t completely made of magic crystal like Liu Man’s.

“Damn it. He even has a better sword. What is going well for me today? This is truly one of the worst possible things to happen to me.” Liu Feng cursed. 

As if Arad had read his mind, he stood up.

“Liu Feng. I believe that you forgot this,” he shouted as he threw something. Liu Feng saw a sparkle in the bright sky, and a sword landed right by his feet. Liu Feng dropped his own sword as he picked the one that Arad had thrown at him.

It was his father’s sword!

“How did you get this? I thought that this was destroyed in the explosion!” Liu Feng said with amazement.

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