"Since everyone's here, let's go." The Third Prince nodded and looked at Dong Lin, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Sensing the Third Prince's attitude, Su Yu understood that the Third Prince did not place his hopes on him.
However, Su Yu did not have any objections. The Third Prince did not ask for anything in return. He gave him precious resources and protected him. Su Yu was not even grateful enough, so why would he hate him?
The royal clan's Heavenly Dragon Meeting would be held at the Saint Gate's arena.
The Saint Gate Arena was specially built by the empire for the Holy Meet. It cost hundreds of millions of dollars to build, and it could accommodate tens of thousands of spectators.
It was usually sealed off and heavily guarded. Outsiders were not allowed to take a single step inside.
Only tonight, when the Heavenly Dragon Meeting was organized by the Royal Clan, would the Royal Clan allow the people of the Royal Clan to enter first and use the arena to spar.
Today, the sixteen monstrous geniuses recommended by the royal family would meet under the moonlight!
The people who recommended them were all present.
Among the 13 dukes, the entire family of the Duke of Jiuchuan was executed, and the Duke of Xianyu was sent to prison. The other two were absent.
Among the princes, the Second Prince had been killed by Su Yu and was absent.
Apart from them, everyone else was present!
"Su Yu!" The First Prince's pupils dilated, he was extremely surprised!
He had already known that Su Yu had snuck into the Imperial City secretly. However, he was surprised that Su Yu had actually participated in the Holy Meet!
Could it be that he wanted to use the Holy Meet as an opportunity to make a comeback?
If Su Yu fought his way into the top ten and became a Sanctuary disciple, it would be easy for him to destroy him when he returned.
However, when he thought of Su Yu's current strength, he shook his head with a smile.
He had no chance of entering the top ten!
At the Holy Meet, there were as many demons as the clouds. Although Su Yu was strong, it would be difficult for him to compete with them, unless a few years later!
However, the First Prince would not give Su Yu a few years.
Now that the Holy Meet had ended, he had to get rid of this huge threat at all costs!
Hearing this, Su Yu turned his head and looked over. He did not hide his murderous intents and said coldly, "First Prince, I have said before that if I don't kill you, I will never be a man! The sun and moon can bear witness to this oath, and the heaven and earth can bear witness to it! "
The First Prince's eyelids twitched, and his killing intent intensified!
If this kid didn't die, he wouldn't be able to rest in peace!
Every word was filled with killing intent, and every sentence was heart-shaking.
It caused the peaceful atmosphere to freeze all of a sudden!
The people, who knew about the feud between Su Yu and the royal family, looked on coldly from the sidelines.
"You overestimate yourself!" Beside the First Prince, a short-haired young man stood with a sword in his arms. His cold eyes shone with a sharp, cold light!
The powerful aura was like the roar of mountains and the roar of a tsunami!
Su Yu felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"Humph!" Su Yu gave a cold hum. The vital energy in his body vibrated, and his oppressive aura was instantly swept away.
"Watch your mouth!" The short-haired youth snorted in contempt.
The First Prince sneered, "Alright, Du Yuntian, why bother with such an ignorant person?"
Dong Lin's arrogant eyes revealed a rare tremor. "Level Six Upper Tier!"
The Third Prince's pupils shrank. The First Prince had actually cultivated a Level Six Upper Tier Du Yuntian.
"Dong Lin, what are your chances of winning if you fight him?" The Third Prince was shocked and had a bad premonition.
If Du Yuntian suppressed Dong Lin, he would lose everything. After the First Prince ascended to the throne, he would not be given any chance to grow again.
Perhaps, in the near future, the Third Prince would end up like the Duke of Xianyu, charged with treason and thrown into prison.
Dong Lin's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. "Very strong! But if I use my full strength, I might still stand a chance! "
Does this mean that there is still a chance of winning? The Third Prince was slightly relieved.
The group sat down. There were only a few dozen of them in the huge Holy Arena. The atmosphere was cold and empty.
"Geniuses recommended by the Imperial Family, tomorrow you will represent the Imperial Family and fight against the 13 martial arts training institutes to gain honor for the Imperial Family. Tonight, you will all have a friendly match to warm up for tomorrow's match." The First Prince had the demeanor of the leader of the crowd. Under the moonlight, the hideous scar on his right cheek was ghastly and terrifying!
Du Yuntian stood with his sword in his arms. His sharp gaze coldly swept across the other 15 geniuses. When his gaze swept past Su Yu, his eyes paused for a moment, but it was like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water.
After scanning the crowd, Du Yuntian shook his head coldly and retreated to the bottom of the arena. "I will not participate."
The First Prince laughed. "Du Yuntian, why not spar with them?"
"There is no one worthy of me drawing my sword, I am not interested!"
His arrogant words enraged the remaining 15 geniuses.
But they had to admit that with Du Yuntian's strength of Level Six Upper Tier, there were only a few worthy of him fighting.
The only one who could be worthy was the young genius recommended by the Third Prince, Dong Lin!
But from Du Yuntian's tone, even Dong Lin was not worthy of him fighting!
Dong Lin was proud and aloof. His cold eyes flashed and he wanted to challenge Du Yuntian!
But he received a hint from the Third Prince not to force himself and to conserve his strength.
The Third Prince's plan was that since Du Yuntian was arrogant and condescending, let him be. Dong Lin would conserve his strength and take Du Yuntian by surprise at the Holy Meet tomorrow!
Suppressing his unwillingness and anger, Dong Lin took the initiative to choose a strong Level Five Peak martial artist from Qingshan prefecture. He was a genius recommended by the Duke!
"I am Zhang Ling, may I know your name?" Zhang Ling was not afraid. He jumped onto the arena and was polite.
Dong Lin was arrogant and cold. "Cut the crap! I will let you have one move, make your move! "
Zhang Ling's expression turned stiff. "You are too arrogant!"
Qingshan prefecture was vast and boundless. To be able to stand out from millions of geniuses, how shocking was that?
However, he was looked down upon at the Imperial Dragon Meeting!
Dong Lin stood there arrogantly. His eyes were full of arrogance, as if he did not notice Zhang Ling's presence!
"You are too much!" Zhang Ling attacked furiously!
"Raging Inferno!" Zhang Ling's vital energy surged and surrounded his body like a layer of burning flames.
Waves of heat surged in all directions.
The audience could feel the remaining heat.
"What a shocking cultivation technique. It should be a top-notch middle-grade cultivation technique. Moreover, it has been cultivated to Stage Two Great Perfection. It is only one step away from the highest stage!"
Raging flames surrounded Dong Lin and burned the sky.
A terrifying power swept in all directions!
Swoosh —
Zhang Ling charged towards Dong Lin with the raging flames!
The majestic flames were about to burn Dong Lin into ashes!
However, Dong Lin stood there without moving an inch. His eyes were still full of arrogance.
"Child's play!" Dong Lin raised his hand and grabbed!
Rumble —
The raging flames around him were all extinguished with one grab!
The powerful Raging Inferno was easily countered by Dong Lin!
Zhang Ling's expression changed. How could his all-out attack be countered so easily?
Dong Lin did not move an inch. His eyes glowed coldly. "You have given way to me. It is my turn now!"
"Insect Awakening Finger!"
Dong Lin extended his index finger. It was as if the sun had risen from the east.
Layers of raging flames surrounded his finger.
The terrifying power shook the air. A series of afterimages stacked on top of each other!
Zhang Ling's expression changed drastically as he felt his scalp go numb!
"Raging Inferno!" At the critical moment, Zhang Ling once again used his ultimate technique!
Bang, boom —
Ah —
Zhang Ling let out a pathetic cry as he was sent flying twenty meters away. He fell off the stage and spat out a mouthful of blood!
"Middle-grade cultivation technique, Top Class!" Su Yu's pupils dilated!
The First Prince's expression turned serious. Zhang Ling had actually cultivated a middle-grade cultivation technique to Top Class!
Only Du Yuntian was disdainful, commenting coldly.
"Zhang Ling's foundation is solid, his vital energy is dense, and his cultivation technique is extremely powerful. His shortcomings are his lack of skill, slow reactions, unstable lower body, and many flaws!"
"Dong Lin's cultivation level is high, his cultivation technique is at Top Class, and his moves are smooth and skilled. His shortcomings are his weak control of vital energy. If he wastes too much vital energy, he will definitely be at a disadvantage in a prolonged battle!"
Zhang Ling was convinced. Du Yuntian's words had hit the nail on the head.
Dong Lin's eyes were like lightning. "Hmph! Do I need you to comment? "
Glancing at the remaining thirteen geniuses, Dong Lin coldly stepped down from the stage. "I withdraw as well. Too weak. Boring!"
The faces of the thirteen geniuses were burning.
In any prefecture, they would be geniuses that only appeared once in a hundred years.
But here, they were being looked down upon.
They were unwilling, but having seen Zhang Ling's fate, they knew the difference between themselves and Du Yuntian, Dong Lin, and the rest. They could only swallow their anger.
The sudden departure of two geniuses caused an awkward silence.
The First Prince smiled coldly. "Zhanli, haven't you always wanted to fight the son-in-law of the Duke of Xianyu? Why don't you give it a try? "
The crowd looked over. Zhanli was a Level Five Peak genius. His abilities were comparable to Zhang Ling's.
Many people had a strange look on their faces.
If they remembered correctly, Zhanli was a genius recommended by the Second Prince.
And the Second Prince had been killed by Su Yu!
Zhanli was seventeen years old. He was small and skinny, with rough facial features and a wild aura.
A faint ferocious aura surrounded his body.
A pair of cold eyes looked over. Su Yu felt like he was being stared at by a wild beast.
"Su Yu!" Zhanli spat out Su Yu's name through gritted teeth. His voice was filled with hatred. His eyes were like those of a wild beast.
Rumble —
Zhanli took big steps onto the stage. He looked down from above and pointed at Su Yu's nose. "Come up here!"
He should have been serving the Second Prince of the empire. He should have ascended to the heavens in a single step and stood above millions of people.
But with the death of the Second Prince, everything had been destroyed!
Among everyone present, he was the second person to hate Su Yu the most besides the First Prince!
"As you wish!" Su Yu leaped onto the stage and faced him coldly.
Zhanli's heart was filled with hatred and he attacked furiously!
"Iron Flow Horse Stance Kick!" A medium level cultivation technique, Stage Three Lower Class.
With one step, it was as if thousands of horses and soldiers were galloping. Dust was stirred and the atmosphere was heavy.
The blood of those who heard it was boiling and their hearts were thumping wildly. They felt extremely pressured.
As Zhanli approached, Su Yu felt even more pressured!
Zhang Ling, who was below the stage, was shocked. "As expected of the candidate recommended by the Second Prince. A medium level cultivation technique, to be able to comprehend to Stage Three Lower Class!"
After rehearsing in his mind, Zhang Ling broke out in a cold sweat. His arrogance was greatly diminished.
He realized that if his opponent was Zhanli, he would not be able to last more than ten moves!
It was extremely difficult to comprehend a medium level cultivation technique. The difference in ability between each level was huge.
In the Qingshan prefecture, Zhang Ling had looked down on geniuses. But the Sky Dragon Meeting had made him feel inferior.
At the Holy Meet, there were as many demons as there were clouds. He was only considered below average!
Zhanli took big strides. His leg technique was like ten thousand horses galloping. It was shocking.
A layer of red light surrounded his legs.
As he ran, his legs were like a flaming mountain, moving crazily.
A primitive, savage, rough, and wild aura assaulted Su Yu!
"Kneel!" Zhanli took big strides like lightning. His leg, which was surrounded by a red light, attacked Su Yu's chest!
The wind blew the black hair in front of Su Yu's forehead.
Sand covered the coldness in Su Yu's eyes.
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