After the duel ended, Lin Yun and Shanghai Xiayan both went to the recovery room to recover their strength.
The atmosphere of the competition did not become cold and cheerless. Instead, it became even more passionate. It was as if the real finale was about to begin.
Because the next person to appear was the most anticipated person in this Martial Arts Competition — — Prince Namgong.
He was the strongest existence among the three monstrous geniuses, and was known as the leader of the three monstrous geniuses.
At the same time, he was also the strongest genius in the history of the Southern Summer King!
Before he officially appeared, the atmosphere of the competition had already reached a climax.
"Prince Namgong!"
"Prince Namgong!"
Everyone at the scene raised their fists and shouted the name of this monstrous genius in unison, as if they were calling out to the God of War that they believed in.
As the crowd shouted in unison, a few guards riding on Snow Dragon Horses charged into the dense crowd from a distant road.
Seeing this, the crowd consciously stepped back and opened up a wide road.
A few guards riding on Snow Dragon Horses opened the way in the front. Soon after, a Golden Horned Beast pulled an exquisite golden beast carriage from the path opened by the guards into the square of the Wuan Gate.
"Prince Namgong!"
"Prince Namgong …"
The cheers of the crowd became even more enthusiastic.
Without a doubt, the master of this golden beast carriage was the Prince Namgong that they were talking about.
"Are you kidding me? Why is he making such a grand appearance? If I didn't know better, I would have thought that he was the Southern Summer King, "Yuan Xiaofeng said, somewhat speechless.
His words were heard by a young man. That young man turned his head and looked at Yuan Xiaofeng, "Do you know the identity of Prince Namgong?"
"Identity? Isn't he just one of the three monstrous geniuses? "Yuan Xiaofeng replied in confusion.
The young man rolled his eyes at Yuan Xiaofeng, then said to him, "Prince Namgong is not only one of the three monstrous geniuses of the Royal City. He has an even more powerful identity."
"What identity?" Yuan Xiaofeng asked curiously.
"The one!" The young man said solemnly.
"What do you mean?"
Yuan Xiaofeng was completely confused. He hurriedly asked the young man, "Didn't the Southern Summer King have a daughter named Nangong Yan? How did this Prince Namgong become the destined one? "
The young man didn't want to say much, but after being pestered by Yuan Xiaofeng, he finally said everything.
The previous Southern Summer King had a total of nine sons, including the current Southern Summer King and the Guardian Country Monarch.
However, among these nine sons, the strongest one wasn't the Guardian King, and the one most qualified to inherit the throne wasn't the current Southern Summer King, but the Third Prince, Nangong Wudi.
And this Nangong Wudi was Prince Namgong's biological father.
Eighteen years ago, the year Prince Namgong was born. The previous King had already summoned the entire nation to pass the throne to the Third Prince, Nangong Wudi, as the Southern Summer King.
Unfortunately, the year Nangong Wudi inherited the throne, the enemy Northern Yan Kingdom sent their troops south and invaded the Southern Summer King.
When Nangong Wudi received the news, he immediately led his army to the border fortress to defend against the enemy's attack together with the border guards.
In the end, Nangong Wudi perished together with the enemy's strongest expert, the Heavenly Demon Marshal. Only then did Northern Yan withdraw its troops.
After receiving the news of Nangong Wudi's death, the previous King also died because he couldn't take the blow. Emperor Nangong was able to inherit the throne and become the next Southern Summer King.
If Nangong Wudi hadn't perished that year, it wouldn't have been Emperor Nangong's turn to inherit the throne. Therefore, Prince Namgong was the purest descendant of the royal family. He was the true Son of Heaven.
It was also because Nangong Wudi had sacrificed himself to repel the enemy and save the Southern Summer King. Therefore, the people of the Southern Summer King respected Prince Namgong so much.
"The 46th match, Murong Xue versus Prince Namgong."
The referee's voice rang out.
The golden beast carriage's roof was automatically lifted.
A youth wearing a blue robe flew out of the carriage. Like a bolt of lightning, he flew over the heads of countless people. In the blink of an eye, he appeared on the martial stage.
This youth had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. His facial features were distinct, and his eyes were as black as ink.
He had a head of long, jet-black hair. On the left side of his hairline, there were three buns made of Mysterious Purple Platinum. His black hair fell behind his shoulders, and he gave off an incomparably noble aura.
He looked to be around 18 years old, but he was already at the peak of a first rank Martial Master. He was only a step away from becoming a second rank Martial Master.
However, the aura on his body far surpassed that of a third rank Martial Master. It was completely comparable to that of a fourth rank Martial Master!
Not only that, but his body constantly emitted a domineering aura. It made the people present feel an urge to worship him.
Without a doubt, in the entire Southern Summer King, only Prince Namgong could reach this level of achievement at such a young age.
After Prince Namgong went on stage, he crossed his arms in front of his chest. His face was filled with arrogance, as if he didn't care about anyone.
Prince Namgong went on stage for a long time, but Murong Xue didn't go up.
Meanwhile, the onlookers below the stage were already boiling with excitement. They couldn't wait to see Prince Namgong fight. Many people even started to complain.
"What is Murong Xue doing? Why isn't she going on stage? "
"Hurry up, I can't wait to see Prince Namgong fight."
The people below the stage started to complain more and more about Murong Xue, while the cheers for Prince Namgong were getting louder and louder.
Just this kind of commotion was enough to cause people to have stage fright.
Murong Xue knew very well that the difference between her and Prince Namgong was too big. Even if she gave it her all, she wouldn't be able to defeat him. She would only be humiliating herself by going on stage.
She was just about to give up, but before she could say anything, she saw Prince Namgong's arrogant gaze sweep across her and the six great geniuses, "It's too troublesome to fight them one by one. All of you, come at me together!"
His words were like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, causing a huge uproar in the crowd.
Everyone present stared at Prince Nangong with their mouths agape. They were so shocked that they even stuttered when they spoke.
"All of you … all of you, all of you? What … What kind of joke is this? "
"His opponents are all at the level of the six great geniuses! Besides, Hana Mio is here too. Is he planning to take on Hana Mio as well? "
"Five of the six great geniuses, plus Murong Xue, Li Yifeng, and Hana Mio. That's a total of eight opponents. Isn't this a bit too reckless?"
The crowd counted the number of participants. Apart from Lin Yun and Shangguan Xiayan, who were in the recovery room, everyone else was present.
Prince Namgong didn't even count the number of participants, yet he immediately declared that he wanted to pick everyone. How confident was he?
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