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Chapter 1198: Chapter 1196: Let Your Wife Give It a Try_1 Chapter 1198: Chapter 1196: Let Your Wife Give It a Try_1 Prince Fengbao was also skilled in lightness techniques. Seeing Tong Sanlang challenge him with a provocative beckoning gesture, he scoffed and leaped onto the Opera Stage.

Carrying weapons within the Imperial Palace was prohibited, and even Prince Fengbao, as a foreign prince, had no such privilege, so the two combatants had to rely on unarmed combat.

He let out a loud shout, clenched his fists, and swung a powerful punch toward Tong Sanlang’s face.

Tong Sanlang did not dodge or evade, standing his ground and raising his palm to meet Prince Fengbao’s fist.

In the next moment, Tong Sanlang was sent flying into the air!

If it weren’t for his quick reaction, immediately channeling his inner strength to twist his body back onto the Opera Stage, he would have lost after failing to receive just one blow.

“Eh?” Seeing this, Yang Wenxiao raised his eyebrow in some surprise.

Tong Sanlang’s stance had always been incredibly stable, and in his idle time, even the Imperial Guards who tested Tong Sanlang’s Martial Arts found that despite his young age, he lived up to the title of unparalleled in the world.

At least, in his lifetime, Tong Sanlang was the person with the highest Martial Arts skill he had ever seen.

But now, Prince Fengbao had actually sent Tong Sanlang flying with one punch.

Interesting.

He turned his head and whispered an order to Gao Lian, “Go call that girl Xiaomai over.”

Gao Lian left to carry out the order.

On the stage, Tong Sanlang had almost lost due to one careless move. He steadied himself, put aside his contempt, and swung his palm toward Prince Fengbao.

With this palm strike, he used eighty percent of his strength; since Yang Wenxiao had said there was to be no bloodshed, he dared not strike too hard.

The wind from Tong Sanlang’s palm approached, and Prince Fengbao raised his fist to meet it, also using eighty percent of his strength. When palm and fist collided, Prince Fengbao stepped back two steps, while Tong Sanlang remained standing still. However, his feet sank slightly, crushing the wood used to construct the Opera Stage beneath him.

Furthermore, his complexion turned red, and his chest surged with roiling breath.

Seeing this, Prince Fengbao laughed heartily, a sharp light glinting in his narrow eyes, “You are no match for me.”

“I possess innate divine power, and my Martial Arts is not weak. Unless you wield weapons, you’d exhaust yourself to no end in vain with bare hands against me,” he said.

Hearing that, Tong Sanlang furrowed his brow.

The techniques he had learned weren’t any exceptional moves, and the main reason his Martial Arts were considered high was due to “speed”–in the realm of Martial Arts, nothing beats speed. As long as one was fast enough, they could definitely defeat their opponent.

But now, in this unarmed duel where weapons were not allowed and bloodshed was forbidden, facing an opponent with innate divine power, who was said to overcome a myriad with a single strength, it was unclear whether his own “speed” could truly prevail against absolute power…

Bitting his lip, he launched an all-out offensive without another word, mobilizing his lightness skills. He seemed to become a gust of wind, attacking Prince Fengbao from all directions and angles.

Initially, Prince Fengbao dodged a few times, but when he couldn’t evade any longer, he simply stood his ground and refused to move.

It was as if his feet were glued to the ground; no matter how Tong Sanlang punched or kicked, he couldn’t force Prince Fengbao off the stage.

Innate Divine Power.

Divine Power, with the character for “divine” attached, was not something ordinary humans could shake.

Tong Sanlang dared not draw blood, and with only his fists, he simply couldn’t do anything to him.

“Enough,” Yang Wenxiao said with narrowed eyes as he watched the scene unfold, interrupting the fight, “Prince Fengbao really doesn’t show his true capabilities. Without using weapons, the warriors of my country indeed can’t do much to you.”

“But there’s no need to be disheartened. We’re not allowed to shed blood, after all, and thus can’t unleash our full strength.”

“Sanlang, come back. The customs of Longshi Country prioritize willing participants. Let your wife have a try,” Yang Wenxiao said.