"Good job, Zhao Feng!"
The Ninth Prince couldn't help but say.
Up until now, Old Ying and Jing Kai had each won two matches. Su Qingling tried to avoid fighting under his command, so she didn't win or lose. On the other hand, Zhao Feng had won three matches.
This meant that his team had won seven matches.
This kind of result should be the best among the four princes.
The Ninth Prince obviously knew why.
The reason why Old Ying was able to win two matches was because of his careful command.
The Ninth Prince only needed to focus on Old Ying and Su Qingling, so he was very relaxed.
On the other hand, the other princes had at least five or six people entering the moving maze palace. The Thirteenth Prince's team had the most people; seven people entered the moving maze palace.
The other princes had to observe the situation of several people at the same time, communicate with them, and command them. However, they weren't strong enough and made many mistakes.
"Dammit, Zhao Feng!"
The Thirteenth Prince instantly cursed.
He was a member of the labyrinth, and he encountered Zhao Feng and lost.
"Your Highness, this Zhao Feng seems to be purposely causing trouble for our team members!"
"This Zhao Feng is too damned. It's not like we've offended him!"
The members behind the Thirteenth Prince chatted.
The Thirteenth Prince's expression became dark. He had just realized that Zhao Feng seemed to be purposely targeting his team members.
"Hmph, you want me to lose?"
The Thirteenth Prince harrumphed in anger.
"Sacred Lord Black Demon, Zhao Feng is to your right."
The Thirteenth Prince gave Sacred Lord Black Demon directions the instant Zhao Feng returned to the maze palace after his duel scene ended.
There were two Sacred Lords in his team that had entered the moving maze palace.
Only these two Sacred Lords had a chance of beating Zhao Feng.
"Hehehe!"
Zhao Feng saw Sacred Lord Black Demon approaching him, so he avoided him and started to search for other people nearby.
As long as he finished the duel scene, he would randomly appear in the maze palace, and it would be extremely difficult for Sacred Lord Black Demon to find him.
Unless Zhao Feng appeared next to Sacred Lord Black Demon, they wouldn't be able to do anything.
"Hmm? Another Sacred Lord! "
Zhao Feng was startled. He quickly changed his route and dodged the attack.
A bolt of white lightning bolted through the maze.
He had a head full of white hair, but his expression was unusually grave and stern.
This person was the number one expert of the Fourth Prince's team – Sacred Lord Ten Thousand Lightning of Sky Suspension Palace.
The method he adopted now was the same as what Zhao Feng had just thought of. He would charge around in the maze and kill whoever he met.
Zhao Feng continued to search for his next target after avoiding Sacred Lord Ten Thousand Lightning.
Let's deal with Thirteenth Prince's and Eighth Prince's teams first!
In the third round, only two princes would advance. The number of matches won by all the members would be determined.
The two princes with the lowest number of victories would be eliminated.
Therefore, he had to lower the number of wins for these two princes.
The only way was for Zhao Feng to initiate a duel with them and emerge victorious.
There was a certain degree of fairness in deciding the winner based on the number of victories.
This was because the number of people did not affect the fairness of the game much.
If there were too many people, they might be able to win more times, but they might also lose more draconic providence. If that was the case, they would definitely lose the fourth round.
The main purpose of this round was to test the princes.
Not only did they have to command their members and obtain more victories, they also had to ensure the amount of draconic providence they had.
This required a very precise and decisive analysis.
"The Ninth Prince's draconic providence is too little."
Zhao Feng needed to lower the number of victories for these two princes while also taking more draconic providence.
Otherwise, how could the Ninth Prince defeat the Fourth Prince?
Although Zhao Feng's flying beasts were collecting draconic providence with their Dragon Jades, two of his spiritual pets had already met with an accident.
Zhao Feng was busy when these two spiritual pets met with an accident, so he didn't have time to help them.
Therefore, Zhao Feng couldn't place all his hopes on his spiritual pets.
Furthermore, if they couldn't win the third round, it would be useless no matter how much draconic providence Zhao Feng collected.
"Yu Tianhao!"
Zhao Feng paused for a moment. Yu Tianhao was quickly approaching him. The Eighth Prince was most likely pointing him in the right direction.
"If that's the case, then let's have another round."
Zhao Feng gave a faint smile.
He still remembered Yu Tianhao's declaration of war against him during the fights for the spots.
He obviously wouldn't not give Yu Tianhao face.
"Zhao Feng!"
Yu Tianhao's expression changed.
Weng ~ ~
The scenery around them changed.
The two of them appeared in a courtyard surrounded by magnificent golden palaces.
"Zhao Feng, let's have a showdown."
Battle-intent surged in Yu Tianhao's eyes, and a limitless surge of Intent was about to burst out of his body.
"That's what I was thinking."
The bloodline within Zhao Feng's body started to boil.
However, at this moment, a young mistress from a big family walked over with a slightly angry expression.
"I want to see the battle between spiritual pets!"
The young mistress yelled at Yu Tianhao and Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng and Yu Tianhao looked at each other. It was obvious that they were going to ignore this young mistress and fight first.
"Aren't the two of you beast tamers in my family? I want to see the battle between spiritual pets! "
The young mistress became even angrier when she saw that the two didn't respond.
"And you, I don't like you. I don't understand why there's such an ugly beast tamer in the family!"
The young mistress seemed to be even angrier when she saw Zhao Feng, and she started to curse at Zhao Feng.
Yu Tianhao was instantly dazed. Why would the characters in the 'battle scene' look down on Zhao Feng so much?
Zhao Feng was speechless. Even if the characters in the scene looked down on him, they didn't have to use his appearance every time.
She immediately messaged Yu Tianhao.
Yu Tianhao looked at the young mistress and said with a smile, "Miss, we have something to do now. Can you wait for a moment? I'll definitely perform the battle between spiritual pets for you!"
Yu Tianhao completely repeated Zhao Feng's words.
He also knew that he couldn't attack the characters in the scene casually.
"This …"
The young mistress stared deeply into Yu Tianhao's eyes and blushed.
Zhao Feng was overjoyed. Sure enough, the non-player characters in the scene would have a good impression of Zhao Feng's opponent.
"No, I want to see the battle between spiritual pets!"
The young mistress's expression changed and she said again.
"Yu Tianhao, I'm sorry!"
Zhao Feng shook his head.
The plot setting in the 'battle scene' was relatively rigid. It seemed that it couldn't be changed.
Zhao Feng waved his left hand, and a little Wind Wolf appeared.
Yu Tianhao's face was gloomy and he frowned. He felt that his True Essence and bloodline seemed to be bound by some rules and couldn't be operated.
But he didn't have a spiritual pet either!
"I admit defeat!"
After a long time, Yu Tianhao lowered his head and said unwillingly.
He didn't expect that he and Zhao Feng would have such a 'battle scene.' In the end, he lost to a King-level beast.
Hu ~ ~
A surge of draconic providence flowed into Zhao Feng's Dragon Jade, and Yu Tianhao disappeared from this dimension.
"Hey, here's your reward."
The young mistress didn't like Zhao Feng, so she threw down a few precious ores and left.
The scenery around him then disappeared, and Zhao Feng returned to the maze palace.
"As I thought, luck is indeed very important."
Zhao Feng felt sympathy for Yu Tianhao. Even he felt that Yu Tianhao lost unjustly.
"The draconic providence in the Dragon Jade is about to reach its limit."
Zhao Feng stopped and returned the draconic providence to the Ninth Prince.
At the end, Zhao Feng left behind a piece of draconic providence.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng started to search for other members.
…
"Zhao Feng has already won seven times in a row!"
Shi Yulei couldn't help but exclaim.
Apart from Zhao Feng's excellent record, Sacred Lord Ten Thousand Lightning had won five times in a row.
Sacred Lord Ten Thousand Lightning wasn't just strong; he also knew a bit about geography, spiritual pets, and herbs.
"Even Jing Kai only has three wins and one loss."
The Ninth Prince had an excited expression.
On the other hand, Su Qingling didn't have any wins under the Ninth Prince's precise command.
"Your Highness, the Ninth Prince's team is a bit weird. They have a very high number of wins."
A Quasi-Sacred Lord behind the Fourth Prince asked as he looked at Zhao Feng, who was walking through the maze palace.
"That's good. If the Ninth Prince can pass, then he will definitely lose in the fourth round."
The Fourth Prince spoke as he talked with the members in the maze palace.
"En, there are only four of them in the maze palace. Their efficiency in gathering draconic providence is limited."
Senior Martial Brother Zhuge agreed with the Fourth Prince.
The Ninth Prince had too little draconic providence. It was almost impossible for him to become the Crown Prince.
On the other side:
The Thirteenth Prince gritted his teeth as he stared at Zhao Feng. "This brat is indeed targeting my members."
If his members didn't fight against Zhao Feng, their records were quite good.
However, every time Zhao Feng found his members, his members would lose to Zhao Feng.
Not only did they waste time, but they also lost draconic providence.
"Could this Zhao Feng be a cheater?"
The Thirteenth Prince suddenly exclaimed.
He had paid a lot of attention to Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng's actions were extremely fast, and his target was very obvious. It was as if Zhao Feng had a map of the moving maze palace.
…
Zhao Feng defeated his opponent again and returned to the maze palace.
"Hmm? Xin Wuheng! "
Zhao Feng's left eye saw through several walls and found Xin Wuheng's figure.
He thought for a moment before charging over.
"Xin Wuheng, let's fight as well."
Zhao Feng wouldn't be careless against Xin Wuheng, and he wasn't confident that he would win.
However, Zhao Feng did want to see Xin Wuheng's skills and spar with him.
"Zhao Feng's voice!"
Xin Wuheng's ears moved slightly.
In the maze, the transmission of sound was also greatly suppressed.
"Okay!"
Xin Wuheng turned around and flew after receiving the Fourth Prince's information.
The two met at a corner, and the scenery around them changed.
Weng ~ ~
It was an endless stretch of dark mountains.
Zhao Feng and Xin Wuheng appeared on a flat piece of land.
There were two wide and dark paths in front of them. Countless skeletons were scattered on them, and ghostly cries came from the depths.
Ahead of them, on a towering black mountain that pierced through the clouds, was a cave. Eerie ghostly flames flickered inside the cave, and an evil aura spread out in all directions.
There was an official of the kingdom and countless elite swordsmen behind them.
"Warriors, please save Her Highness from the Black Iron Dragon. The king will reward you handsomely."
At this moment, the official spoke.
"A battle like this isn't bad either!"
Zhao Feng couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the 'battle scene' that he had activated with Yu Tianhao.
"Coincidentally, there are two paths here. Let's see who saves the princess first!"
Xin Wuheng was very interested in this plot.
"Okay, there are 500 elites here. I'll leave them to this warrior!"
The official looked at Xin Wuheng excitedly, as if he had placed all his hopes on him.
"As for this warrior!"
The official looked at Zhao Feng and frowned, as if he was doubtful of Zhao Feng's ability.
"There are only 100 elites left. I'll leave them to you!"
The official shook his head and said unwillingly.
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