"There's only two hours left until the end of the third stage!"
The transparent elder's voice sounded in the sky at this moment.
The hearts of the four princes and the members within the maze palace instantly tightened.
The Crown Prince trial was about to reach the end.
"Don't panic!"
The Fourth Prince immediately messaged everyone.
The Fourth Prince only needed to obtain as much draconic energy as possible in order to ensure that he would win the last stage without any surprises.
The Thirteenth Prince had an enraged expression as he stared at Zhao Feng within the maze palace. "Even if I can't become the Crown Prince, I won't let the Ninth Prince win!"
Originally, the Thirteenth Prince had a high chance of becoming the Crown Prince.
However, the black-robed person had been defeated by Zhao Feng in the Crown Prince trial, and he had lost a super battle-power.
At the same time, Zhao Feng had targeted his members within the maze palace and stolen a large amount of draconic energy, causing the gap between the Thirteenth Prince and the Fourth Prince to become bigger and bigger.
On the other side, the Eighth Prince gave up on the fight. Only one Sacred Lord had entered the moving maze palace, and there was also a doctor.
Adding on the fact that he didn't have much draconic providence in the first place, he knew that not only would it be difficult for him to win the third stage, there was no hope for him to win the fourth stage.
At this moment, almost all three princes knew that Zhao Feng was a cheater.
However, they didn't know what benefits Zhao Feng had obtained by cheating.
Therefore, the three princes tried to keep the members of the maze palace away from Zhao Feng.
"Zhao Feng, we're only seven wins away from the Thirteenth Prince!"
The Ninth Prince messaged Zhao Feng.
The Ninth Prince didn't care if he could become the Crown Prince or not. He just wanted to do his best and last until the end so that he could obtain the recognition of the Sacred Emperor and the imperials.
"In order to enter the city faster, shrink the maze palace!"
The transparent elder's voice sounded.
The Ninth Prince paused for a moment.
If the map was shrunk, then it would be even more difficult for Su Qingling to avoid most people.
However, on the other hand, Zhao Feng would be able to enter the battlefield faster and obtain more wins.
"If that's the case, I still have hope!"
The Thirteenth Prince's expression changed.
The shrinking of the moving maze was probably good news for him.
The strength of his members generally surpassed the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Prince.
It was only because his commanding skills were not good enough that his results were relatively low.
If the map was shrunk, it would be easier for his members to activate the 'Battlefield Duel' with the weaker members.
Following this, as long as Zhang Xuan could maintain the number of victories and reduce the Draconic Luck of the Fourth Prince as much as possible, it was not impossible for him to vie for the position of crown prince.
"Sacred Lord Black Demon, don't bother with Zhao Feng anymore. Let's focus on winning. Also, Li Hai, admit defeat if he loses ten matches …."
The Thirteenth Prince immediately sent a message to the other members, telling them to change their strategy.
Rumble!
The maze in front of the four princes began to enlarge.
Inside the labyrinth, the moving black steel walls slowly sealed off the edge of the terrain.
At this moment, three or four figures could be seen around Zhao Feng. Although they were also avoiding Zhao Feng, the maze space was too small.
"The maze has shrunk. This way, it's best if Su Qingling loses ten matches and leaves!"
Zhao Feng messaged the Ninth Prince.
Su Qingling might have a chance to win a few matches while there were some weaker members in the moving maze palace.
Whoosh!
Zhao Feng locked onto a member of the Thirteenth Prince's team and sped through the maze palace toward his target.
The continuous battles had caused Zhao Feng to feel somewhat exhausted.
Not only was he using the Battlefield Absolute, he also split off a part of his consciousness to observe the situation of the flying spiritual pets outside of the Heaven's Legacy City. On top of that, he also had to command and help Jing Kai.
Luckily, his mental energy and the power of his soul were strong.
"There are too many variables!"
Senior Martial Brother Zhuge said from behind the Fourth Prince.
After the maze palace shrunk, it became even more troublesome for the princes to command.
Furthermore, there were 'Battlefield Duels' happening at every moment.
The continuous battles made all the members tired, and their condition dropped.
"Sacred Lord Ten Thousand Lightning lost a match!"
A member exclaimed.
Sacred Lord Ten Thousand Lightning was the Sacred Lord with the most experience, strength, and foundation in the Fourth Prince's team.
After twelve consecutive victories, he finally lost.
"This Zhao Feng hasn't lost a single match yet!"
A Quasi-Sacred Lord looked at Zhao Feng in shock.
Zhao Feng had already won eighteen times in a row, but he hadn't lost yet.
He also knew that it was because of Zhao Feng's wins that the Ninth Prince was able to fight against the other princes in this segment.
"Not only that, but the Ninth Prince's command of the other members is also very accurate!"
Zhuge Yun added.
The Fourth Prince was the strongest of the princes, but in terms of commanding the members, he wasn't as good as the Ninth Prince.
Time slowly passed by.
"I choose to leave!"
Su Qingling disappeared from the maze palace and returned to the Ninth Prince's platform.
"It's fine. At least you won three matches!"
Shi Yulei smiled and said.
After all, Su Qingling was only a member of the younger generation, and there was a huge difference between her and the experts in the maze palace.
"Zhao Feng has already won twenty-three matches in a row. We will win!"
Zhou Su 'er suddenly smiled and said.
"What? Twenty-three consecutive wins? "
Although the Ninth Prince had told her that Zhao Feng's battle record was very good, they still had hope.
However, Su Qingling was still shocked after knowing Zhao Feng's true achievements.
Twenty-three consecutive victories without a single defeat. What kind of person was this young man?
"Zhao Feng won again, 24 consecutive victories!"
Shi Yulei exclaimed and couldn't help but cheer.
"I quit!"
A member of the Thirteenth Prince's team was targeted by Zhao Feng. He lost ten matches and left the game.
…
The hearts of all the forces in the Great Qian Dynasty tensed up.
The third stage of the Crown Prince trial was nearing its end.
At this time, the mobile maze was shrinking.
The situation of the battle was changing rapidly.
Everyone was looking forward to the Ninth Prince's team, the black horse.
At some point in time, the Ninth Prince was only three wins away from surpassing the Thirteenth Prince.
One had to know that the Thirteenth Prince had five members moving around in the maze palace.
On the other hand, the Ninth Prince only had one Emperor and two Quasi-Sacred Lords, Zhao Feng, Old Ying, and Jing Kai.
"The Fourth Prince is still way ahead. I think that the Fourth Prince will definitely become the Crown Prince this time."
"That might not be the case. The Thirteenth Prince's team is extremely strong. As long as they win more than the Ninth Prince, they might be able to defeat the Fourth Prince."
"Hehe, I think that the Ninth Prince's team will continue to create miracles. We don't even know who the Crown Prince will be."
The forces all expressed their opinions.
"Chen 'er!"
The Thirteenth Prince's uncle and the forces behind him were all worried for him.
Even if the Thirteenth Prince defeated the Ninth Prince, it would be extremely difficult for him to fight against the Fourth Prince.
They all knew that the Thirteenth Prince was too young and lacking in many aspects.
Otherwise, his team would definitely be able to force the Fourth Prince to fight.
"This Zhao Feng …!"
Sacred Lord Demonic Abyss of Nine Darkness Palace's voice sounded.
If it wasn't for the fact that Zhao Feng was targeting him, the Thirteenth Prince would have a lot of hope.
In front of the main hall of the Imperial Palace:
The expression of the Sacred Emperor changed dramatically. It was obvious that the current situation had surpassed his expectations.
The Sacred Empress's gaze was filled with hatred as she looked at Zhao Feng.
Suddenly:
An uproar came from the main hall of the lord dynasty and the clouds.
"Zhao Feng finally lost a match."
"I didn't expect him to lose to an Elder of the Jade Ocean Sect."
"There's nothing that can be done about it. That scene is a test of experience, and Zhao Feng is just too young."
Many experts and forces were discussing among themselves.
Within the Eighth Prince's main hall:
"I think that they're paying more attention to Zhao Feng than the princes."
Duke Nanfeng gave a faint smile.
Just one loss from Zhao Feng attracted the attention of many forces in the lord dynasty.
"I didn't expect the Ninth Prince to reach this step."
A representative from a two-star power sighed emotionally.
Indeed, most of the forces that supported the Ninth Prince didn't expect him to have such a performance.
Right now, as long as the Ninth Prince won more matches than the Thirteenth Prince, he would be able to enter the fourth stage.
Even if he lost in the end, the Ninth Prince's status in the imperials would increase by a lot.
"Good, the Ninth Prince is only two more matches away from surpassing the Thirteenth Prince."
An elder from another force exclaimed in shock.
After the moving maze palace shrank, Zhao Feng's number of wins increased at a shocking rate.
"Jing Kai also won a match."
The Ninth Prince's number of wins increased once again.
"Old Ying was lucky enough to win against his opponent."
The entire lord dynasty instantly started to shake, and the sound of cheering spread across a thousand miles.
The Ninth Prince's number of wins was the same as the Thirteenth Prince's.
Within the maze palace:
"How is this possible? Brother Ninth Prince's members are clearly so weak. How are they winning all the time?"
The Thirteenth Prince roared into the sky.
The Thirteenth Prince's mind had already crumbled at this point in the moving maze palace.
His guidance and command had always been a mess.
The members that talked to him in the maze palace knew this.
"Good. Old Ying, turn left. Forward, turn left again."
The Ninth Prince and Old Ying were extremely excited.
Because Su Qingling had left, the Ninth Prince only needed to command Old Ying.
This meant that Old Ying was basically borrowing the Ninth Prince's vision to see the layout of the maze palace and the distribution of the members.
It was even more convenient and comprehensive than Zhao Feng's see-through vision.
"Zhao Feng, fight me!"
Yu Tianhao's voice suddenly sounded within the maze palace.
Yu Tianhao obviously knew that Zhao Feng was cheating. Zhao Feng didn't want to fight him, and he couldn't even see Zhao Feng's shadow.
Zhao Feng, who had just come out of the duel scene, happened to hear what Yu Tianhao said.
"Then let's do it!"
Zhao Feng murmured to himself.
Right now, the Ninth Prince's number of wins had surpassed the Thirteenth Prince's. If nothing unexpected happened, the Thirteenth Prince wouldn't be surpassed.
If that was the case, then Zhao Feng would fulfill Yu Tianhao's request.
Zhao Feng's gaze looked toward the source of the voice and soon found Yu Tianhao's figure.
Whoosh!
Whoosh! Zhao Feng dodged several people on the way and charged toward Yu Tianhao.
"Zhao Feng, you're finally here!"
Yu Tianhao's eyes paused for a moment before releasing a surge of battle-intent.
Weng ~ ~
The scenery around them changed, and the two appeared in a desolate desert.
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