My System Is Three Thousand Years Early Chapter 541 - 142: Mr. Cheng, What Are Your Thoughts? (Pleas

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Bang!!

Just as Wu ngde had managed to get halfway up, another bang sounded, and he heavily crashed onto the deck of the Flying Boat.

Wu ngde’s cultivation in Spirit Dao had reached the Eighth Rank Great World Realm, and for soone of his age, achieving such a Cultivation Realm was already quite impressive.

Wu ngde himself believed that he was doing quite well compared to his peers.

But.

At this mont, when Wu ngde compared himself to Cheng Guang, he found that there was absolutely no comparison.

Wu ngde faced Cheng Guang’s suppressing kick.

He felt as though the one stepping on his face wasn’t Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir.

It was like a giant elephant with infinite brute strength.

The giant elephant pinned Wu ngde’s body under its feet, leaving him utterly unable to move even the slightest bit.

Thinking of this, Wu ngde felt his heart filled with humiliation.

"Damn it!! Damn it!!!"

Wu ngde roared twice, mustering all the strength in his body, with the Power of the Primordial Spirit surging out like a tidal wave.

For Wu ngde, although his reputation was not as important as his life,

if he did not know Cheng Guang’s intentions, and Cheng Guang was still stepping on his face, Wu ngde would lean towards the belief that Cheng Guang wanted to kill him.

After all, he was, at the very least, the Great Yuan Prince.

If Cheng Guang treated him this way, he would certainly run away later and would most definitely kill Wu ngde, fearing his revenge, and thus end it all.

Thinking of this, Wu ngde was filled with imnse fear.

Aside from fear for his own future, he was more afraid of falling into the hands of Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir.

Even if Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, wouldn’t kill him in the short term,

in the future, who knows what fate he would face.

Therefore.

Wu ngde started struggling desperately, while cursing loudly at the sa ti.

Seeing this, Cheng Guang couldn’t help but shake his head with a sneer, but he didn’t say much else, only pressing Wu ngde’s face down a bit more.

Wu ngde’s face was pressed deep into the deck, and his facial bones made creaking noises under the imnse pressure.

"Either shut up or keep it down,"

Cheng Guang said coldly, his gaze fixed intently on Wu ngde.

It seed that if Wu ngde made another peep, Cheng Guang would take action.

Wu ngde looked at Cheng Guang’s cold gaze and shivered involuntarily.

At the sa ti.

He also realized that the disparity in strength between him and Cheng Guang was simply too great. Even if he exerted all his strength, he might not even be able to make Cheng Guang budge in the slightest.

Even more so,

he did not have the strength to make Cheng Guang’s breathing beco even slightly more rapid.

This realization chilled Wu ngde’s heart more than the coldest snowfall in December.

Cheng Guang’s gaze moved away from Wu ngde’s face and settled on a spot in the empty space beside them, waiting quietly.

Wu ngde didn’t know what Cheng Guang was waiting for.

But he knew.

At this mont, if he made another move and disturbed the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, he would undoubtedly die.

And right now,

the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir had not yet killed him.

So even though Wu ngde felt extrely aggrieved inside, he no longer had any thoughts of resistance.

Cheng Guang, on the side, didn’t know what was going through Wu ngde’s mind, nor did he care.

What Cheng Guang cared about at this mont was whether his system task had been completed.

Steping on Wu ngde’s face, he waited quietly for a mont.

After a mont,

Cheng Guang still hadn’t heard any system notification that the task was complete.

This made Cheng Guang’s eyebrows involuntarily furrow.

What was going on?

He was already stepping on Wu ngde’s face, and the system task wasn’t complete?

Could it be that he needed to step for a longer ti, or perhaps the system had gotten smarter, and rely stepping on him physically wasn’t enough?

Cheng Guang’s eyes flickered slightly, preparing to do sothing, when he heard the sound of sothing tearing through the air from beneath the Flying Boat.

Cheng Guang looked up.

And then, he saw Wu Ling’s figure erging below the Flying Boat.

Wrapped in the Power of the Primordial Spirit, she flew toward the Flying Boat.

In just a few breaths, she went from a small black dot in the distance to right in front of Cheng Guang.

Wu Ling landed lightly on the deck of the Flying Boat, her eyes slightly lifted as she looked towards Cheng Guang.

After glancing at Cheng Guang,

Wu Ling’s gaze quickly shifted to Wu ngde, who was under Cheng Guang’s foot.

"The Great Yuan Prince?"

Wu Ling’s eyes revealed surprise.

She hadn’t realized that Wu ngde was also on Cheng Guang’s Flying Boat just now.

Once the Great Yuan army retreated, Wu Ling ordered the Great Zhou soldiers to reorganize Hundred Mile City before looking for Cheng Guang.

It was only after she boarded the Flying Boat that she discovered

Wu ngde was also on Cheng Guang’s Flying Boat. Stay connected with .Côm

And...

He was being stepped on by Cheng Guang at this very mont.

Wu ngde heard Wu Ling’s voice but did not respond in any way; he had neither the face nor the strength to respond.

Being stepped on by Cheng Guang in such a manner,

Wu ngde only wished to delete this mory from his mind and return to Great Yuan as quickly as possible.

Although this defeat ant that the position of Emperor of Great Yuan might not fall to him in the future, as long as he could return, with his strength and influence he could still strive for the throne of Great Yuan—it wasn’t impossible.

After all,

he hadn’t made any big mistakes.

This defeat of Great Yuan wasn’t his fault, but rather because Mr. Zhou was not strong enough.

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