Hmm…!?

Where am I?

As I opened my eyes, I was alarmed at my unknown location.

While I could see the richly decorated room, it wasn’t mine, for I kept mine mostly simple, and large.

Larger than this one! And in a corner, there would be equipment for exercise!

“This…where am I?” I said absentmindedly, before suddenly a hand touched my shoulder.

“Big brother, get up!” a young boy said,” You will miss martial arts practice!”

This??? Did I transmigrate once more?

Did someone kill me?

But I didn’t offend anyone…except the eunuchs! Yet I killed them all!

Had it been any other emperor they would not have lived, but I was the only living prince and was born with supernatural strength, so I could act decisively…

Hmm…I should act accordingly to the circumstances…

“All right…” I muttered before getting up.

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Three years have passed since I was reborn into this world.

Or better said, since I transmigrated into this world, named the Xuanhai continent, a world of quite supernatural martial arts.

In it there are thirteen aristocratic families and seven sects, but no central imperial court.

I was reborn into the Wu family, one of the top five.

Martial arts prosper in this time of chaos, and there is no lack of strong people.

Overall, in terms of martial arts, this world overpowers my previous one.

Currently, in front of me stood a young man. He was tall, slender, and handsome, with bright eyes, blemishless white skin, and red lips. While he was somewhat effeminate in appearance I dared not look down upon him, for several reasons.

“Senior Brother Wu, I’ve offended you,” he said with a gentle smile as he looked up to me.

“No need for politeness, it is but a competition,” I replied to his polite words.

In his hand, a sword.

In my hands, a spear.

Our paths differ, yet I am supposed to have an advantage.

Heh.

It will be probably due to this advantage that I win today.

“The final round of this year’s martial arts competition shall begin!” an announcer shouted.

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Today, we shall fight for the top spot.

The young man cupped his hands and saluted me, so I returned the gesture.

“Wu Xiang against Liu Mang,” the announcer shouted,” Begin!”

Liu Mang drew his sword and took a stance.

My spear was already in my hands, so I carefully looked at the youth. He was still relaxed.

Without waiting for him to come, I dashed and thrust my spear at him.

The strike was dodged as he sidestepped, and using his footwork he tried to get close to me.

My range is my greatest advantage!

I jumped back, and shot out with the spear, aiming for his chest.

Liu Mang dodged, but I thrust it a dozen times more. My strikes grew fiercer and fiercer, until, at one point he even looked desperate.

“Senior Brother, watch out!” he said as he rushed at me, using his footwork to its peak, leaving me unsure what to do. I didn’t want to kill him.

Piercing wounds are very hard to heal…

My momentum was at its peak for I thoroughly suppressed him for the last dozen bouts, yet even I was somewhat tired. I couldn’t retreat if I wished to win.

I shall injure him!

I firmly gripped the spear, and with a twist of my upper body I swung it, swiping it with the intent to hit Liu Mang in the waist.

His side was hit with the spear shaft. Maybe even his ribs or a kidney was injured.

“Junior Brother, are you okay?” I asked him, slightly worried.

Amidst his aggrieved breath, he looked at me with a pained look,” I can manage.”

The reassuring smile he gave me made me slightly sad, as our relationship was quite good.

“Junior Brother, do you want to continue or?” I asked him.

His smile didn’t stop, but there was a look of sadness in his eyes.

“I am no match for senior brother,” he said with a bitter chuckle…

Oh, my junior brother! It was only your weapon that was inferior! And your brute force…and your endurance…

But can I say such things? It would embarrass him…

“Junior Brother, my spearmanship is a military style, simple but full of brute force and killing intent. On the other hand, Junior Brothers’ swordsmanship is refined, not the sword of a killer but that of a gentleman! Paired with your looks and your literary talents, I am no match!”

This is all I can say to consolidate you. My spear might be better than your sword, but the military exists to not let duelists run rampant, so of course my martial arts suppress you. Had this been a battlefield, I might have killed you.

I even learned this martial art as to go on the battlefield! Though they are surprisingly useful in this world as well…

Such thought ran through my head as I gave a hand to my junior brother, which he took.

“Senior Brothers kind words, I will remember,” he said with a smile,” but do not belittle yourself, senior brother! You are the kind of man to give his wife a stable life in these chaotic times, and I doubt there are many men of blood and iron such as you!”

Oh junior brother, if only you knew! My muscles reached the point of attracting the same sex…but that is good. Not in the romantic sense of course!

A man should be tough, and I did my best to live up to that!

It has been three years since I came to this world, and I practiced martial arts rigorously for these three years. Due to my familiarity with martial arts, and the talent this body possessed, I made extraordinary progress with my skills.

Right now, I held the same strength I had in my original body…but it is quite weird that I came to this world. So, a goal kept me going.

In my original world, after the death of my father, many high-ranking ministers went into retirement due to hating eunuchs and probably thinking that I would be under their influence.

Many more are imprisoned, and living in quite bad circumstances due to Zhang Chun being a ball-lacking bastard son of a bitch. So I didn’t lack civil talents, nor military ones.

But I myself lacked experience.

So right now I looked upon a figure sitting on a bronze throne. His figure was tall and stalwart, a long beard on his manly face.

My father.

Or better said, this body’s father.

A man I decide to please, so that I may gain military experience through commanding the family troops, for my most pressing threat is the warlords surrounding the capital. They may not dare declare themselves emperors, if my body is still alive, but they wouldn’t listen to me if I didn’t have sufficient military power.

But, if I had military power, I could gain so much! And the basis of it shall not only be my martial prowess, but the skills of commanding soldiers I decided to learn!

What better way to learn them, than to practice them with elites? After all, the eight armies of the Wu family are amongst the greatest elite troops in the realm, if not the greatest!

Conviction grew in my eyes.

It shall be me who commands the world! Not any other man!