Chapter 170 Fight against the heroes 4
If the prince hadn't died unexpectedly later, I'm afraid you could hear good words praising the prince everywhere now.
"Xuanyuan family, from the cloud scene; named Jinghong, nicknamed Ping'an; holding a strange sword, able to control the four directions!"
A melody floated out of nowhere in the venue. The words that accompanied the tune made everyone listen to it very clearly. They looked around, but they didn't hear the person who was speaking, so they turned their surprised eyes again.
He voted for the young man standing quietly on the ring.
It turned out that this young man who claimed to be the orphan of the late prince was probably named Xuanyuan Yunjing, with the courtesy name Jinghong and Ping'an.
"Your Majesty, is this son the orphan of your former crown prince of the Eastern Qin Dynasty?" Su Changan asked sideways.
"Probably so." Xuanyuan Yun'an rubbed his chin playfully.
Su Changan remained silent.
So nine out of ten, that's it.
"You brat, let me teach you how to be a good person!"
A childish female voice came, and a girl in orange flew up from the high platform. The girl had a beautiful appearance, but the arrogance between her eyebrows ruined the beauty of this daughter's family.
"Annihilate Mainland Xiao Ling'er, please fight!" Xiao Ling'er held out a whip, clasped his fists in salute, raised his chin, and glanced at the Xuanyuan Cloud Scene with disdain.
She came all the way to the Wilderness Continent. In addition to participating in the marriage alliance between the Su Yun clan, she just wanted to see who Luo Ge was. Unexpectedly, a brat came out halfway. Fortunately, she got up so early.
, what a bummer.
This kid must have borrowed Luo Ge's name to gain attention for himself, pretending to be the Xuanyuan royal family, just to be beaten!
Thinking of this, Xiao Ling'er's eyes became more and more evil.
There were whispers in the audience.
"Xiao Ling'er is the youngest daughter of the Xiao family. She has been pampered by her family since she was a child." "Not only that, she is also extremely talented. Now she is only in her teens, and she is already golden.
The elixir is in the seventh level." "I don't know if Xuanyuan Yunjing can beat this guy." "..." "..."
On the stage, a man in green clothes caught a glimpse of Xiao Ling'er coming on stage, and his gentle brows slowly wrinkled.
"Why did the little sister run up?" Xiao Jingyu turned his head and glanced at the nurse waiting beside him.
"Back, back to the young master, the young lady asked the servant to look back and see if there was something there. When the servant turned back, the young lady, she had already -" The wet nurse immediately knelt down, her face flushed and she did not dare to look up at Xiao Jingyu.
Xiao Jingyu stroked his forehead helplessly.
His little sister has always been naughty. If he gets injured on stage today, how will he explain it to his mother and father when he goes back?
"Bo Anjun, why did your little sister get up there?" A young man in white from the side came over and asked quietly.
"She has always been so disobedient." Xiao Jingyu had a headache. He turned to look at Ji Wuchen, who was behind the young man in white, "Bo Yajun, where is your little sister?"
"My little sister? My little sister is quite obedient!" Ji Wuchen grinned, looked back with a smile, and his face froze as he smiled.
There was nothing behind him, except for a wet nurse kneeling on the ground, terrified and bewildered.
Ji Wuchen: "..."
Ji Cheng has always been on good terms with Xiao Ling'er, and they have similar temperaments. Now that Xiao Ling'er has gone to the audience, then——
Ji Wuchen quickly turned around and looked down the stage, and sure enough, among the crowd, he saw the short little girl who was trying her best to squeeze forward.
"I'm going to be lectured by my mother again." The corners of his lips twitched, and Ji Wuchen also raised his forehead.
It turns out that these two people, if not others, are both from the Annihilation Continent. The former is the young master of the Xiao family, Xiao Jingyu, also known as Ziya, also known as Bo'anjun; the latter is the young master of the Ji family, Ji Wuchen, also known as Bo'anjun.
Yun Chang, named Boyajun.
In this room, Xuanyuan Yunjing looked at Xiao Ling'er, frowned, and said in a slightly cold voice: "I will not fight against my daughter's family."
"What, are you scared?" Xiao Ling'er raised her eyebrows.
Xuanyuan Yunjing was about to speak, but his face suddenly turned cold. When he saw him holding out the Chang'an Sword with his backhand, he cupped his fists and bowed: "I'm sorry."
After the words fell, Xuanyuan Yunjing swung his sword out. The soul pressure of the Golden Core Nine Heavens Great Perfection mixed with the sword intent swept away. Although it was tyrannical, it was not sharp.
In just a moment, Xiao Linger, who had not yet reacted, was knocked off the stage.
There was silence for a moment under the stage.
After Ji Cheng came to his senses, he quickly ran over and helped Xiao Ling'er who was in pain.
"Bo Anjun, did I read it correctly just now?" Ji Wuchen poked Xiao Jingyu next to him in disbelief.
"He hid it from others, but he couldn't hide it from us - he is a Nascent Soul cultivator. A Nascent Soul cultivator who looks about the same age as Ling'er." Xiao Jingyu's eyes deepened.
My little sister has had excellent resources since she was a child, but she is only in the Golden Core realm. But this Xuanyuan Yunjing has actually reached the Nascent Soul realm.
Moreover, he may not have any resources - in these years, he, a descendant of the Xiao family, has traveled almost all over the secret realms of the mortal world, but has never heard of a young man named Xuanyuan Yunjing.
To be able to be cultivated into such a field without any resources, it seems that Luo Ge cannot be underestimated.
Xiao Jingyu thought so.
"Girl, please forgive me for being so abrupt." Xuanyuan Yunjing bowed to Xiao Ling'er in the audience.
Xiao Ling'er's face was burning. She glared at him and returned to her original seat with Jicheng.
"The first battle is over, there are still two more battles." Xuanyuan Yunjing held his sword and looked at the audience quietly.
"I'm coming!" At this time, a young man in gray jumped up to the stage, held out a long sword, bowed hastily towards him, and laughed loudly, "Liuyun Continent Bai Muyu, please fight!"
But when he saw his long sword pointing forward, the soul pressure of the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Nine Heavens instantly poured out.
"The third young master of the Bai clan is also extremely talented." "He is only more than six years old, and he has already reached the perfection of the ninth level of the Golden Core." "But Xuanyuan looks even smaller than this one.
Compared with Yunjing, it seems to be a little worse." "What do you know, I have accumulated a lot of experience, maybe Third Young Master Bai has hidden his strength and has already reached the realm of the wheel and sea?" "..." "..."
Everyone was talking a lot, but most of them were talking about the third son of the Bai clan, Bai Muyu.
After all, the heritage and power of the top ten aristocratic families lie there, and no one dares to easily slander the children of the top ten aristocratic families in the mortal world.
"Brother Mu Han, how sure are you of your third brother?" Ji Wuchen looked sideways at the young master beside him and asked quietly.
But I saw that the young master was dressed in white and had a handsome appearance, but his temperament was too indifferent. If he hadn't suppressed the coldness between his brows, everyone would have regarded him as an immortal sent from heaven.
Bai Muhan looked at the calm and composed Xuanyuan Yunjing, then turned his gaze to Bai Muyu, who was the first to launch the attack, and frowned: "Three points to be sure."
"Why?" Ji Wuchen was startled.
"Although Ah Yu's cultivation has reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core realm, he is still young. I am three years older than him, and my realm is higher than him. You can tell that he is not at the Golden Core realm, but I can't tell either.
Chapter completed!