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Chapter 2051

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It was a middle-aged man. At this moment, he looked as if he had been struck by lightning. His face was incomparably pale.

He covered his wound and stared straight ahead.

The others were also stunned. Their expressions all changed. How dare you! Who told you to attack here!

They were really angry. The other party attacked without saying a word.

They didn't even know the reason.

The First Prince's expression also changed. He quickly stopped them and told them not to move.

Someone, bring out the best healing medicine!

He helped the middle-aged man up and said, "You're wrong. Don't talk nonsense."

He wasn't from the Devil Race. He was from the War Race!

He was a human.

What? War Race?

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. However, the elders cried out in alarm. Could it be the legendary War Clan?

Weren't they extinct?

How could they still be alive?

Hearing this, the elder's expression changed greatly and he quickly shut his mouth.

Because someone had insulted the other party before, the golden youth attacked.

Therefore, he didn't dare to speak at all.

The First Prince explained that the War Race hadn't disappeared. They just lived in seclusion in the vast mountains. Ordinary people couldn't find them.

This time, it had taken a lot of effort to invite him out from behind the scenes.

So that was the case.

Hearing this, everyone understood.

No wonder this youth was so powerful!

The War Race was a legendary race that had been passed down since ancient times.

They lived for battle and were very powerful. They had ancient battle skills!

However, they disappeared ten thousand years ago. In the recent few thousand years, they didn't appear in the Middle State Continent.

Therefore, everyone thought that they were extinct.

They didn't expect that they would appear again.

Next, the First Prince sent the injured middle-aged man away.

Then, he asked someone to bring the Golden Lion King away to rest.

The main hall returned to silence.

Everyone was still shocked. They didn't expect the First Prince to have a genius from the War Race.

This way, their chances of winning would definitely increase by a lot.

This news couldn't be hidden at all.

Naturally, the Third Prince, the Eighth Prince, and the others also caught wind of it.

When the Third Prince found out that the First Prince had invited a genius from the War Race, he was extremely shocked.

The joy that he originally felt from taking in Tan Yifei disappeared completely in an instant.

His expression became gloomy again. Mister Yu, who was beside him, also had a serious expression.

It seemed. That Empress really went through a lot of trouble for the Eldest Prince!

He had actually found the War Clan that had been living in seclusion for ten thousand years!

It had to be said that it was really surprising.

This time around, Bai Zijing had been forced to seal his sword, thinking that the First Prince would lose a lot of strength.

But from the looks of it now, not only did he not suffer any losses, he even became stronger than before.

The War Clan was a legendary clan. They were born for battle and were extremely terrifying!

The people who came this time were not ordinary people either. They should be stronger than the White Child Realm.

At the side, Mister Yu also said, "Third Prince, let's arrange the lineup for the first stage."

While the Third Prince was arranging his troops, the Eighth Prince had also received news from his subordinates.

Immediately, he frowned.

Lin Xuan asked. "What's wrong?" What happened?

Previously, he saw that the Eighth Prince was beaming with joy, but now, his expression was extremely solemn. He guessed that something must have happened.

Brother Lin, I won't hide it from you. Something happened.

News had just arrived that the First Prince had found a genius from the Battle Race!

Battle Race?

Lin Xuan frowned. "What race is that?"

He did not know. He had not been in the Taiyi Dynasty for long. Naturally, he had not heard of the Battle Race.

The Eighth Prince explained that the Battle Race was a legendary clan that had been passed down since ancient times. They were born for battle and were extremely terrifying and powerful.

However, they had disappeared ten thousand years ago. He did not expect them to reappear now.

"What?" "There's actually such a thing?"

Lin Xuan was surprised. He did not expect the origin of the Battle Race to be so mysterious and powerful.

"It seems that we have to make a good arrangement." The Eighth Prince also took a deep breath.

After that, he had someone bring Lin Xuan away to rest. As for himself, his eyes flickered as he sank into deep thought.

The other princes also received the news and immediately frowned.

It could be said that because of the arrival of the Golden Lion King, these princes were extremely nervous.

On the other side, after Lin Xuan settled down, he also understood some of the situation.

This place was indeed a gathering of geniuses and experts.

Not counting the older generation, just the geniuses under the age of three hundred were very powerful.

On the Eighth Prince's side, there was a young genius called Liu Fei, who was known as the Silver Dragon Spear Monarch.

It was said that his silver spear could sweep across all directions.

There was a woman called Duan Qingqing. Her Bone Melting Palm was unparalleled.

On the Third Prince's side, there was a young man called Fist Tyrant. His pair of tyrant fists were extremely terrifying.

In addition, there was a young man called the First Blade.

He was very powerful and his blade technique was outstanding. He was not weaker than Bai Zijing.

On the First Prince's side, there was a man called the Force King. He was known to be extremely strong and unparalleled in close combat.

The other one was the Golden Lion King who had just appeared. It was extremely terrifying.

As a member of the Battle Race, it was very mysterious and powerful. It attracted the attention of tens of thousands of people.

In addition, under the Fourth Prince, there was a swordsman called Jian Shisan. His killing sword technique was extremely terrifying.

Once the sword was drawn, it would destroy the enemy.

On the Ninth Prince's side, there was a young man called Gao Zhichao. He was very powerful and was said to be an expert of the Soul Element.

On the Fifteenth Prince's side, there was a woman called Qiao Yue. It was said that she was a beast tamer and had many terrifying Monster Kings.

Every one of them was a young genius. They were incomparably powerful and made people tremble.

Other than these few, the other geniuses were also very terrifying.

There were even some who hid their strength and waited for the moment of the competition to unleash their true strength.

In the following days, everyone waited quietly and cultivated in silence.

On this day, three thunderous sounds came from the palace.

All the geniuses who were cultivating opened their eyes.

Then, they stood up.

At this time, the guards quickly came over and respectfully said, "Geniuses, the prince invites you."

"Young Master Lin, the Eighth Prince invites you."

A guard came in front of Lin Xuan and said respectfully.

Lin Xuan nodded, stood up, and followed the guard out of the palace.

This scene was happening everywhere in the palace.

All the princes were gathering their geniuses. It seemed that the first competition was about to begin.

In the huge palace, the Eighth Prince stood with his hands behind his back.

Beside him stood the red-robed middle-aged Daoist Long.

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