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Chapter 1940 It's a bit of a joke(2/2)

to be honest.

This is all his family business.

It's just a fight between sons, nothing to take seriously.

"This prince wants to challenge Old Seventeen! Do you dare to accept the challenge?"

"It's a joke, why don't you dare!?"

The next moment, a prince took the initiative to step onto the ring. After giving a loud shout, the competition began.

There are powerful barriers around the arena, so even strong men in the Holy Emperor realm will have no problem fighting here.

Not to mention these princes.

For a moment, the arena was filled with turmoil, and the fight between the two princes was lively.

"Is this... such a child's play?"

Seeing such a scene, Ye Luo couldn't help but frown slightly. To be honest, he didn't expect it.

He originally thought this was supposed to be a grand event...

After all, the princes are competing against each other, so it should be grand, right?

Is this the result?

Can you just make a date just to see who is unhappy?

It's a bit of a joke...

Besides, where did these two princes come from?

It's too bad...

Ye Luo really wanted to rush to the ring and give them both a big mouth.

"My father's character is like this. He doesn't stick to trivial matters. He doesn't like to make big things happen, so the prince's previous competition seemed a bit simple."

Seeing Ye Luo's expression, the prince smiled slightly and then explained.

Are you sure this is simple? This is child's play...
Chapter completed!
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