C147

Chu Rong's angry roar resounded through the sky like a winding beam and didn't disperse for a long time.

When the citizens of Dingguo City heard Chu Rong's voice, they opened their eyes wide and began to size up this person who called himself the 4th Prince of Chu …

"Fourth prince Chu Rong?"

"It really is the fourth prince!"

"I've seen the Fourth Prince once in the capital. That's right, it's him. Although he was a bit thinner and stronger than he was then, his facial features haven't changed!"

"It really is the fourth prince!"

When Chu Rong revealed his identity, everyone's expressions were different as well. Especially when someone confirmed Chu Rong's identity, the effect was even more different …

The citizens of Dingguo City felt their blood boiling. Each and every one of them tightly clenched their fists, their faces flushing red. It was as if they were proud of Chu Rong, proud of him!

If a prince were to personally go to the battlefield to fight for the honor of a kingdom, would there be anything more impassioned than this?

Lan Yiyi was like tens of thousands of ordinary citizens, completely infected by Chu Rong. All of the blood in her body was burning, and she wished that the person who left the battlefield would be like her.

Xia Xinghe was still calmly drinking his tea. Chu Rong, who possessed the Godly Weapon Illusionary Body Technique, was able to crush someone at the second level of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm. This was extremely normal.

On the other hand, the parties involved, Sima Luo and He Long, could be said to have two extremes.

He Long's face was full of shock, but at the same time, his face was full of gloom as well. His eyes stared fixedly at Chu Rong, as if he wanted nothing more than to eat Chu Rong alive.

On the other hand, Sima Luo only raised his eyelids for the second time and looked at Chu Rong a bit more seriously. After that, he drank his own tea and even waved for the waiter to pour him another pot of tea.

Sima Luo didn't say anything, but He Long knew in his heart that it was his turn to act.

Facing the tsunami of shouts, He Long took a step forward and jumped ten steps away from Chu Rong. He shouted, "Are you the 4th Prince of Chu?"

He Long's voice contained a trace of spirit energy, and at this moment, it suppressed the cheers of tens of thousands of people!

The voices of the crowd were completely cut off by He Long's roar and gradually returned to calm.

Seemingly very satisfied with his roar, and also very satisfied with the performance of the tens of thousands of people in Dingguo City, He Long laughed again. He looked coldly at Chu Rong and said, "I heard that the 4th Prince of Chu is a good-for-nothing, an existence that even the ministers of Chu look down on. The 2nd Prince, Chu Jiang, even treats that so-called 4th Prince as dung.

He Long's words were crafty and extremely arrogant. He completely looked down on the 4th Prince of Chu. Not only did he expose the weakness of Chu, he even belittled Chu Rong through Chu Jiang!

"You can know me again now." Chu Rong remained calm, as if he didn't care about He Long's provocation.

Just as Xia Xing had said, not only had Chu Rong become stronger, but he had also calmed down. His vision and knowledge had also improved correspondingly, so when facing Zhan Peng's generation, Chu Rong didn't feel any psychological pressure. It was like he was facing an ordinary person.

When He Long heard Chu Rong's cold and detached words, he was choked to the point of being unable to respond. Anger and killing intent immediately emerged on his face.

"No matter which prince you are, you will have to use your life to pay for the deaths of the men from the Jinyang Marquis' Mansion!" He Long let out a wild roar as his killing intent exploded. A terrifying golden spiritual energy cut out of his hand without any warning, slashing madly towards Chu Rong!