Joy of Life: I am Li Chengze, and I have mastered the Eight Wonders

Chapter 55 Ruoruo, are you okay?
Fan Xian's gaze penetrated the night and locked onto the shadow.

There was no need for words between the two of them, they already understood each other.

Although Shadow had doubts about Fan Xian's words, among many possibilities, Fan Xian's explanation seemed the most reasonable.

Fan Xian's insight made Shadow's identity exposed, which was crucial.

Shadow then offered a challenge, a hint of defiance in his voice.

"Since you have tracked me here, Master Fan, why don't we take this opportunity to have a good fight?
Shadow suggested, his tone full of respect for the powerful.

"On the one hand, as Master Wuzhu's senior disciple, fighting with you is undoubtedly a rare learning opportunity."

Shadow's words revealed his respect for Fan Xian.

"On the other hand, since you have already chased here, if you return empty-handed, I am afraid it will be difficult to explain to others."

Shadow's words revealed his understanding and challenge of Fan Xian.

Fan Xian was silent for a moment, but finally agreed with Shadow's point of view.

As a pursuer, he has a duty to see the mission through to the end, even at the cost of getting hurt.

"In that case, let's try our skills." Fan Xian responded, with fighting spirit in his eyes.

Seeing this, Shadow smiled, and his admiration for Wuzhu was beyond words.

Although he had never been able to fight against Master Wuzhu in person, competing with his disciples could be considered a compensation for this desire.

The shadow gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, moved his body, and attacked Fan Xian.

Although Fan Xian's cultivation level is only above the eighth rank, the domineering true energy in his body enables him to compete with ninth rank masters.

Shadow felt the pressure brought by Fan Xian and knew that even though his martial arts skills were slightly better, he could not take it lightly.

After a fierce confrontation, the battle between Fan Xian and Shadow has lasted for more than a hundred rounds. Both of them have used all their skills and tried their best.

As time went on, both of them were left with scars from each other. The battle became more intense and the wounds on their bodies increased.

Although the wounds were not fatal, both men were covered in blood and looked miserable.

Just as the battle entered the most critical moment, the domineering true energy in Fan Xian's body suddenly went out of control and scattered.

Shadow had not anticipated this sudden change at all. He was unable to retract his attack in time and his sword hit Fan Xian hard in the chest, causing blood to gushed out like a fountain.

Shadow looked at Fan Xian in shock and asked loudly:
"Fan Xian, why did you suddenly withdraw your true energy?"

But at this time, Fan Xian had already fallen to the ground and was unable to respond.

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard, and Shadow realized that the guards of the Hanging Temple had caught up.

He glanced at the unconscious Fan Xian, then quickly turned around and left the scene.

Fan Xian was carried back to the Hanging Temple, unconscious, with horrifying wounds on his body.

All the civil and military officials of the Hanging Temple were moved when they saw this scene.

Fan Xian's strength has long been famous in the martial arts world. He once competed with the Northern Qi Saint Haitang Duoduo in the palace, and the two fought to a draw.

It is a well-known fact that Fan Xian possesses ninth-grade combat power.

However, even he suffered heavy damage in this battle, which shocked everyone.

This assassination in the Hanging Temple shocked the entire court, its scale and courage were unprecedented. His Majesty was also severely injured, which shocked and confused everyone.

Who on earth had the courage and ability to plan such an assassination?

When Li Chengze learned about Fan Xian's experience, he also became nervous.

Afterwards, he went with the eldest prince and the third prince Li Chengping to check on Fan Xian's condition. At this time, the imperial physician was treating Fan Xian's wounds.

Fortunately, although Fan Xian's injuries were serious, his life was not in danger, he just lost too much blood.

Unlike the situation in the original novel where Fan Xian was poisoned, this time he only suffered external injuries.

Lin Wan'er was crying beside him, tears falling like rain.

After treatment, Fan Xian gradually regained consciousness, but due to his injuries, he looked very weak and pale.

Fan Xian looked around and saw the imperial physician, Fan Ruoruo, Lin Wan'er, the eldest prince, and the third prince. Finally, his eyes stopped on Li Chengze. He asked in a weak voice, "Your Highness, His Majesty, is he okay?"

When the eldest prince heard Fan Xian's words, he couldn't help but advise:
"Fan Xian, you should rest now and stop talking. You are injured so badly, and yet you are still worrying about His Majesty."

However, Fan Xian did not respond to the eldest prince's advice, but continued to look at Li Chengze with a questioning look.

Although others may not understand Fan Xian's eyes, Li Chengze naturally understands the meaning.

On the surface, Fan Xian was concerned about Emperor Qing's safety, but in fact, he was asking whether their plan had succeeded.

Fan Ruoruo didn't say anything. She lowered her head and concentrated on stitching Fan Xian's wound. At the same time, she quietly pricked up her ears and listened to everything around her.

In Fan Xian's heart, he was always concerned about His Majesty's situation. He asked softly:

"I hit His Majesty. I wonder how he is now?"

Facing Fan Xian's inquiry, Li Chengze shook his head, his tone revealing a hint of heaviness:
"Your Majesty's situation is not optimistic either."

After Fan Xian left, he thought the assassination was over, but an accident happened.

Li Chengze continued to explain: "Suddenly, a mysterious force came from the distant mountain, crossed a distance of hundreds of feet, and directly attacked Your Majesty."

There was a hint of admiration in his voice: "Fortunately, Your Majesty is very skilled and has the cultivation of a Grandmaster, otherwise that blow would have been fatal."

"Even so, His Majesty has been seriously injured, and his injuries are probably comparable to yours."

Li Chengze's words eased Fan Xian's worries a little.

If His Majesty's Grandmaster status has been exposed, it means their plan has succeeded.

A hint of surprise appeared on Fan Xian's face:
"Grandmaster? Your Majesty is actually a Grandmaster?" He whispered to himself:

"It has always been rumored that there is a great master hidden in the palace. I thought it was Eunuch Hong Sixiang, but I didn't expect it to be His Majesty."

"Your Majesty, who is at the Grandmaster level, was seriously injured. Who is the assassin behind this?"

Fan Xian's tone was filled with solemnity and confusion.

At this time, Fan Ruoruo couldn't help but cough twice. She knew in her heart that Fan Xian knew everything, and even that all of this was carefully planned by him and the Second Prince.

Looking at Fan Xian's appearance at this moment, Fan Ruoruo also felt a little strange. She had never realized that her brother had such excellent acting skills.

The eldest prince noticed Fan Ruoruo's abnormality and asked with concern:
"Miss Ruoruo, are you okay?" His question brought Fan Ruoruo back to her senses. She shook her head slightly to indicate that she was fine.

(End of this chapter)