Chong Zhen love xiang more than xuan and Xiao,king hei long love xuan and Xiao but he hated xiang. Xiang don't look strong like all hi brothers he look like a weak prince and that what make h8s father hate him and all his brothers mock him but his mother chong zhen will say xiang don't but upset rather train yourself to be the strongest prince in this world aren't you tired of them mocking you but strong my little prince and make me proud. Xiang said to his mother" mum but how can I be the strongest prince in his world when I don't know where to begin.queen Zhen said I will take you to master zhi he will teach everything you need to know. Xiang looked at his mother, Chong Zhen, with uncertainty in his eyes. "Master Zhi? Will he be willing to teach someone like me?" he asked softly.
Chong Zhen knelt down to meet his gaze, her expression soft but firm. "Master Zhi sees potential where others see weakness. He's trained warriors far greater than anyone can imagine. You are no exception, my son. But remember, strength doesn't just come from the body—it comes from here." She placed her hand over his heart.Xiang felt a surge of determination at his mother's words. The gentle warmth of Queen Zhen's encouragement wrapped around him, sparking a flicker of hope within his heart. He looked up at her, his dark eyes reflecting a mix of uncertainty and resolve.
"Master Zhi?" he asked, curiosity piquing. "Who is he, and what makes him so special?"
Queen Zhen smiled softly, her eyes glimmering with pride. "Master Zhi is the most skilled warrior in the kingdom. He has trained many princes and knights, shaping them into formidable fighters. He will teach you not just how to be strong in body, but also in mind and spirit. Strength comes in many forms, my dear Xiang."Xiang nodded slowly, still unsure but trusting his mother's words. "When do we leave?" he asked.
"Tomorrow at dawn," Chong Zhen replied with a smile. "You'll begin a journey that will not only teach you strength but also wisdom, patience, and courage."
With a nod, Xiang felt a sense of purpose settle within him. The thought of training under Master Zhi filled him with excitement and trepidation. Perhaps this was the path he needed to take to prove himself—not only to his brothers but to himself as well.That night, as Xiang lay in his bed, his thoughts raced. His father, King Hei Long, hated him, and his brothers mocked him daily for being weaker than them. But his mother's words echoed in his mind—he could be strong. Stronger than them. He just had to believe it.
The next morning, Xiang and his mother left for the mountains where Master Zhi lived in seclusion. As they approached the old master's temple, Xiang could feel the weight of his future pressing on him. His heart raced, unsure of what would come next.Master Zhi, an old but powerful man with a long white beard, welcomed them with a calm smile. "So, you are Xiang," he said, studying the boy closely. "You do not look like your brothers, but that may be your greatest strength."
Xiang frowned, unsure of what Master Zhi meant.
"You will learn soon enough," the old master continued. "The journey to becoming the strongest prince is not just about muscle, but the heart and mind. Are you ready?"
Xiang glanced at his mother, who gave him an encouraging nod. He took a deep breath, squaring his shoulders. "Yes. I am ready."
And so began Xiang's training—gruelling, relentless, but transformative. He trained day and night, learning not only the ways of combat but also the art of strategy, discipline, and wisdom. Slowly but surely, he began to grow stronger—not just in body, but in spirit. He no longer cared about his father's hatred or his brothers' mockery. He was on his own path now, driven by his desire to make his mother proud and prove to himself that he was more than they believed.
One fateful day, after months of rigorous training, Master Zhi called all his students together. "You have all grown tremendously, but today, we will see how far you've come. A friendly competition will be held. Show me the skills you have acquired, and let the world witness your strength."
Xiang's heart raced with anticipation and nervousness. This was his chance to prove himself—not just to his brothers and father, but to everyone who had ever doubted him. As he stepped onto the training field, he glanced at Queen Zhen, who was watching with pride shining in her eyes.
The competition began, and Xiang fought valiantly, showcasing the techniques he had mastered. His movements were fluid and precise, each strike filled with purpose. He faced opponents who had once looked down on him, and with each victory, he felt the weight of their mockery lift off his shoulders.
Finally, he faced the last opponent, a formidable fighter known for his strength and skill. The battle was intense, both warriors pushing each other to their limits. But in that moment of struggle, Xiang remembered his mother's voice urging him to be strong. Drawing on all he had learned, he found an opening and executed a powerful move, securing his victory.
Cheers erupted around him, and for the first time, Xiang felt the sweet taste of triumph. Exhausted but exhilarated, he turned to see his mother rushing towards him, tears of joy streaming down her face.
"You did it, my little prince! I knew you could!" she exclaimed, enveloping him in a warm embrace.
In that moment, Xiang realized that strength was not merely about physical prowess; it was about resilience, courage, and the love that fueled his journey. He had transformed from the weak prince into a warrior, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
As he looked into the crowd, he saw the surprised faces of his brothers and even his father, who regarded him with newfound respect. Xiang smiled, knowing he had finally begun to carve his place in the world. With Master Zhi's teachings and his mother's unwavering support, he was ready to embrace the future as the strongest prince, not just in body but in heart and spirit.