There was an endless stream of people, and more than half of the seats were already occupied. The inner circle's round table was still empty. The most important person would naturally only appear at the last moment.
The Eight-Armed Goddemon Crown Prince had already arrived, but he was wearing a mask. His eyes flickered.
As an important figure of the Eight-Armed Goddemon Race, he was seated at the front of the outer circle. There was no one else beside him. No one wanted to be the target of his anger.
The news of Lan Xuanyu using an illusion to resolve the crisis at the last moment of the competition had somehow spread, but many people already knew about it. Therefore, when the representatives of the various races saw the Eight-Armed Goddemon Crown Prince, they couldn't help but feel pity for him even though they didn't like his race.
Pitiful, just too pitiful! The Eight-Armed Goddemon Race had sacrificed so much, but in the end, all their efforts had been for naught. How pitiful …
The Eight-Armed Goddemon Crown Prince's mood couldn't be described as bad.
Not only had he been beaten up by the Eight-Armed Goddemon King in the afternoon, he'd also been berated. If not for his important status, he really wouldn't have attended this afternoon's meeting. The mask on his face was more to cover his wounds!
Today's defeat didn't just mean that he'd lost Princess Jinlong, but more importantly, it was a blow to his prestige in the race. His older brothers had covetously eyed the position of crown prince, but it was his father who'd stood his ground and chosen him as the successor. After all, he hadn't even broken through to the divine realm yet, so the Eight-Armed Goddemon King had to bear a great deal of pressure to become the successor. Although he was the patriarch, he wasn't the only super expert in the race!
Tomorrow, no matter what, even if it meant death, he had to take down that Princess Jinlong. She had to participate, she had to continue!
The Eight-Armed Goddemon Crown Prince was praying for Lan Xuanyu in his heart.
At that moment, a figure sat down next to him. There was a faint smile on his face. "Hello, Brother Haotian!"
The eight-armed Goddemon Crown Prince Xing Haotian turned his head and saw the smiling Li Menglong sitting next to him.
"It's you!" Xing Haotian stared coldly at Li Menglong. "Did you plan what happened today?"
Li Menglong said with a wronged expression, "Me? How could it be me! I didn't do anything! Brother Haotian, why are you still wearing a mask? "
Xing Haotian immediately exuded a murderous aura. "It wasn't you? You were the one who first tried to lure my clan into action. Otherwise, why would our clansmen die? "
Li Menglong sighed and said, "I just wanted to give it a try. Furthermore, I asked the various clans to help, and they all paid with Heaven Nourishing Crystals as payment. They were hoping that everyone would be able to work together to wear down the Golden Dragon Princess. No matter who succeeded in the end, they would at least be able to win her heart, so the dragon race wouldn't have the upper hand. But who knew that your clansman would say something like that and infuriate Princess Jinlong, resulting in his death in the arena? I didn't plan that! After that, your clansmen's continuous attacks had nothing to do with me, and I didn't participate. However, Brother Haotian, your last battle today was truly a pity! "
What did he mean by sprinkling salt on the wound? That was exactly what Li Menglong was doing.
"You!" Xing Haotian turned around abruptly, his hand raised. However, he was still the most rational of the Eight-Armed Goddemons, so he suppressed his doubts and didn't attack Li Menglong.
After all, this was Tianma's territory. Although the Eight-Armed Goddemons were strong, there was still a considerable gap between them and Tianma.
Li Menglong acted as if he didn't see the murderous look in his opponent's eyes. He sighed softly and said, "Opportunities don't come again if you miss them. Brother Haotian, you have to take care of yourself too! Let's not continue tomorrow. "
Xing Haotian's aura was clearly unstable. His Eight-Armed Goddemon Avatar had been broken, and it would take some time for him to recover.
"That Princess Jinlong might not fight tomorrow. Do you think you have a chance? "Xing Haotian retorted sarcastically. At this point, how could he not see that Li Menglong was interested in Princess Jinlong?
Li Menglong smiled. "That's not necessarily true. Based on my understanding of her, she won't quit as long as she can fight. Otherwise, all the Heaven Nourishing Crystals in the arena will belong to the next arena lord. The champion of Arena No.2 automatically entered Arena No.1 to become the champion. Those are Tianma's clansmen, so even if Princess Jinlong doesn't come, the benefits will still belong to us! "
Xing Haotian narrowed his eyes and looked at the kind-looking, always smiling, seemingly harmless fellow in front of him. The anger in his heart gradually dissipated. Now that he had calmed down, there was only vigilance in his heart. This guy really wasn't easy to deal with.
Li Menglong couldn't help but be surprised when he felt Xing Haotian's murderous aura weaken and then turned to face the inner circle with a cold expression, as if unwilling to talk to him anymore. How could the Eight-Armed Goddemon Crown Prince be so calm? No wonder he was chosen as the crown prince. He was quite something!
At this time, the venue was gradually filling up. Everyone was discussing something, and a large portion of them were discussing the results of the competition this morning.
Xing Haotian and Li Menglong were both sitting in the second row of the outer circle. In front of them, which was the first row of the outer circle, were big shots like the Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei and the Pegasus Knights. Even though they were the best of the second generation, they weren't qualified to sit in the front row.
Suddenly, there were cries of surprise from behind them. Li Menglong and Xing Haotian turned their heads to look.
In the next moment, their gazes froze.
There were two beautiful figures.
The one on the left was wearing a light blue dress, and her long dark blue hair was draped behind her head. She had a cold aura and looked like a fairy.
The one on the right was also a woman. She was still wearing a long dress, and her long hair was draped over her shoulders. Although her face was pale and sickly, her cold and beautiful face seemed to make everything else pale in comparison. She instantly became the center of attention.
It's her? She's here? The higher-ups of the various races present were in disbelief.
She was seriously injured and on the verge of death in the morning, but she was actually able to attend the conference in the afternoon?
Yes, the people who appeared at the entrance were none other than Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu.
Lan Xuanyu, who had changed into a clean long dress, slowly walked in with Bai Xiuxiu's help. Her beautiful face seemed to be covered in frost. There was no powerful aura on her body. At this moment, her body seemed to be as weak as a weak woman's.
However, the higher-ups of the various races sitting in the outer circle couldn't help but stand up and nod to her, greeting her.
Lan only nodded silently in return. Without saying anything, she walked forward with Xiuxiu's help.
"Their" seats were also in the second row. Right behind the Holy Light Dragon Knight Huang Liangwei.
At this moment, the Holy Light Dragon Knight had already arrived. He naturally felt Lan Xuanyu and Bai Xiuxiu's arrival. When he turned his head, he naturally saw Lan Xuanyu's "weak" appearance. When he seriously sensed it, he immediately felt that Lan was really weak now. She was lacking in both qi and blood. However, this seemed to be a little different from the last moment in the morning!
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