Chapter 235 Wu Xiufu

"Of course I will do it!"

A crisp and slightly childish voice sounded, and then the hall became quiet. ඏ♦  ♦♦

Everyone's eyes were looking outside the gate, and the imperial guards made way to both sides. The seventh prince Wu Xiufu, who had just turned fifteen, wore a gorgeous coat and walked into the hall surrounded by the imperial guards.

He was not tall, and his face was still childish, but his eyes burst out with dazzling spirit.

This foolish prince in the eyes of the world, at this moment, was full of strong confidence in strategizing.

As for the foolish appearance in the past, there was no trace of it on his face.

Hou Qian lowered his head and said respectfully: "Your Highness, please preside over the overall situation!"

"Your Highness, please preside over the overall situation!" Fang Ting also echoed.

"Please ask His Highness the Seventh Prince to take charge of the situation!" With Hou Qian and Fang Ting taking the lead, everyone in the hall didn't know what had happened. However, no matter how shocked they were, they had to suppress their shock in their hearts. The most important thing was to express their opinions quickly.

It was obvious that Wu Xiufu had always been acting stupid, but he was actually playing the fool. Moreover, judging from the fluctuations in his spiritual power, he had obviously entered the eighth rank.

A fifteen-year-old eighth rank was unprecedented in the Great Wu Dynasty. With such talent, he would definitely enter the extraordinary before the age of thirty.

Except for Wu Xiufu, whether it was Wu Xiuren, Wu Xiuxian or the prince far away in Western Shu, although their talents were also good, who could be sure that they could enter the extraordinary before the age of thirty.

With such a comparison, everyone sincerely admired Hou Qian's vision.

The Minister of War, who held military power, had clearly been false in his previous neutrality. It seemed that he had secretly supported the young seventh prince. Perhaps, when Wu Xiufu was young, Hou Qian saw his talent.

The invincible general still had a very vicious look.

Among the people present, the most shocked was undoubtedly Wu Xiuxian.

He was Wu Xiufu's elder brother. They had been together for more than ten years, but he didn't see Wu Xiufu's talent at all and thought that there was something wrong with his brain.

"Please come, Seventh Prince!"

Wu Xiuxian looked at He Yi, the Minister of Works who had been loyal to him for many years and bowed his head to Wu Xiufu.

At this moment, Wu Xiuxian suddenly felt very ironic, as if he was the stupidest person, who was in the game but knew nothing about the situation.

Wu Xiufu glanced at Wu Xiuxian, nodded slightly to him, and then moved his eyes to Wu Xiuren.

"Fifth brother, you are still standing there. Do you want me to invite you down in person?"

Wu Xiuren widened his eyes and pointed at Wu Xiufu and said, "Wu Xiufu, you, you, this is impossible."

"Hou Qian, Fang Ting, you drive him out for me!"

"Drive him out!"

Even though Wu Xiuren yelled at the top of his lungs, no one responded to him even a word.

"Fifth brother, I gave you a chance." Wu Xiufu said expressionlessly.

At this moment, Wu Xiuren suddenly roared, and he jumped up from the ground. The power of the eighth rank burst out completely, and he swept out from the side of the dragon throne. In his right hand, he grasped a dagger with a cold light and stabbed at Wu Xiufu.

As the saying goes, anger makes people crazy. Wu Xiuren's current appearance is undoubtedly that he has been overwhelmed by anger and lost his mind.

What else can Hou Qian, the extraordinary master, do when he is here?

However, before Hou Qian took action, Wu Xiufu rushed out from where he was, and the figures of the two crossed in mid-air.

When Wu Xiufu was only a palm away from Wu Xiuren, he suddenly turned sideways, used his palm as a knife, and chopped Wu Xiuren's wrist with lightning speed, knocking the dagger out of his hand.

Then, before the dagger landed, he raised his heel and kicked the end of the dagger's handle.

The dagger flew up and stabbed into Wu Xiuren's throat like a flying knife.

All this happened in a flash. Except for Hou Qian, no one present could see Wu Xiufu's extremely fast movements.

When the two bodies fell to the ground again, Wu Xiufu was already facing the dragon throne, while Wu Xiuren covered his throat with both hands, his eyes were wide open, and he uttered hoarse sobs.

Blood kept flowing out from his fingers, just like his constantly fading vitality.

A moment later, Wu Xiuren's body fell forward, blood flowed out, and continued to spread on the ground, shocking.

A prince, who was at the height of his career just a moment ago, was only one step away from victory, but in a short time, he turned into a cold corpse.

And he died in the Shenwu Palace, at the hands of his younger brother.

The visual impact brought by this was huge, and even Hou Qian was stunned for a short time. No one could have expected that Wu Xiufu would be so decisive and kill his brother without hesitation or leaving any way out.

Hou Qian suddenly thought of the meaning behind Wu Xiufu's killing of Wu Xiuren. This was a desperate move.

First, he showed everyone his talent and strength, so that everyone believed that he would be able to sit firmly on the throne after he ascended the throne.

Second, he expressed his determination to everyone and killed Wu Xiuren directly. He had no intention of letting Emperor Wu recover. I am afraid that what Wu Xiufu was going to do next was to let Emperor Wu die on the grounds that he failed to overcome the catastrophe of the inner demon.

As for what means to kill Emperor Wu, it is not important. Now Emperor Wu is like a living dead man, without any ability to defend himself. There are too many ways to kill him without leaving any trace.

Those present are all old hands in the officialdom. After a brief shock, they gradually understood Wu Xiufu's intention.

When everyone looked at him again at this time, no one regarded him as a 15-year-old child.

Wu Xiuxian was the one who was most stimulated. He and Wu Xiuren had been fighting for so long. Before today, the two of them were fighting hard and evenly matched.

However, this equally powerful opponent was now lying not far away and could no longer stand up.

Wu Xiuxian suddenly felt a sense of absurdity in his heart, and then he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

But in the end, all the complicated emotions disappeared, leaving only an uncontrollable fear.

Wu Xiufu could kill Wu Xiuren without hesitation, which would not make any difference to him.

Wu Xiuxian didn't understand what kind of crazy mind a person who pretended to be stupid for more than ten years had.

As if seeing the nervousness in Wu Xiuxian's eyes, Wu Xiufu smiled at him and said, "Don't worry, Third Brother, you are my real brother, you won't be as stupid as other brothers."

"Third Brother, if you have nothing to do, you can clean up this place."

Wu Xiuxian was stunned. If he cleaned it up, he would lose face. If he didn't clean it up, he might die.

He was also a flexible person. Without much hesitation, he walked over, picked up Wu Xiuren's body, and slowly walked out of the hall.

At this moment, he finally understood why Han Xu wanted him to stay put. Perhaps Han Xu had already seen something. If he really didn't listen to the advice and fought, I'm afraid there would only be one more body in the hall today.

Wu Xiuxian suddenly thought that Han Xu and Wu Xiufu were both extremely talented geniuses. One of them was enlightened as a matter of course, created the miracle of seven realms in one day, and was praised as the first person of the younger generation. The other was an eighth-grade at the age of fifteen, and his mind was extremely deep.

Compared with these two people, who is better?