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Home > Fantasy > Madman of the Sword > Chapter 2052

Chapter 2052

Words:2032Update:23/01/27 16:27:02

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In front of him were the young geniuses who were taking part in the competition. Each of them was a terrifying genius.

They were all under three hundred years old.

"Everyone, there are a total of five people taking part in this competition. Each of you will fight five times.

"The competition will be a challenge.

"In other words, we can challenge any of the princes' martial artists. The other princes can also challenge us.

"I hope everyone will do their best."

The Eighth Prince said loudly.

In front of him, Lin Xuan and the others nodded. "We will do our best!"

Not only the Eighth Prince, but the Third Prince, First Prince, Fourth Prince, and Ninth Prince were also mobilizing before the battle.

After all, this battle would determine whether they could become the Crown Prince.

They had to be careful.

"Let's go!"

Then, the Eighth Prince opened the door of the palace and led everyone into the depths of the palace.

At the same time, the First Prince, Third Prince, and the others led their people into the depths of the palace.

In the depths of the palace, there was a huge space that was specially set up for this competition.

When Lin Xuan arrived, he immediately squinted his eyes.

He realized that this was not an ordinary martial arts arena, but a space.

A unique space.

Using an independent space as the arena for the competition, one had to admit that it was really a big deal!

Perhaps only the royal family could do it.

Soon, the space door opened and the princes led the geniuses into the space door.

The next moment, the scene changed.

It was no longer a huge palace or a bustling palace. Instead, it was replaced by a beautiful scenery.

Below, there was a huge river.

The mountain range was like a group of dragons lying on the ground. There was a huge plain there.

There were four stone pillars at the four corners of the plain as the boundary.

That was where the battle would take place.

Around it, there were platforms for everyone to rest.

Furthermore, the space was not empty. There were some old and middle-aged people who had arrived in advance.

They were all members of the royal family.

They were here to preside over the first battle.

"Hmph!"

The First Prince coldly barked. With a wave of his sleeve, he led the group of experts to the largest platform.

Then, they landed forcefully.

After that, the Third Prince also made his move.

"Let's go." The 8th Prince said. Then, he stepped into the air with Lin Xuan and the others following closely behind.

Other than that, his prince also acted quickly.

When everyone arrived on the platform, the atmosphere of the entire space became somewhat tense. Even the princes were filled with hostility.

After all, this was a battle that would determine whether or not he could become the crown prince.

If they succeeded, they would become the Crown Prince, the future ruler of the Taiyi Dynasty.

How could they not be hostile?

Could it be that this was the Lin Xuan who defeated Bai Zijing and became the number one swordsman in the Tai Yi Dynasty?

At this moment, the Third Prince, who was on the platform at the side, spoke.

He looked at Lin Xuan.

The moment these words were spoken, the surrounding princes all frowned.

The peerless experts around them all wore solemn expressions.

For a moment, over a hundred pairs of eyes looked at Lin Xuan.

The void trembled rapidly. Just like a piece of cloth, it was being torn into pieces.

Damn it, this guy is trying to sow discord!

The faces of the young experts around the eighth prince also became dignified.

Feeling these gazes, their scalps were a little numb.

Being pressured by so many people at the same time, they were afraid that the situation would be very bad.

Lin Xuan naturally felt the hostility from those martial artists.

In particular, many of the sword carvings were filled with murderous intent towards him.

After all, the title of the number one swordsman was too sensitive.

It could be said that whoever obtained the title of number one would have endless trouble.

Lin Xuan also knew this point.

However, on this occasion, how could he back down?

Suddenly, he snorted coldly. An extremely sharp sword wave rushed out of his body and spread in all directions.

It shattered all of those gazes.

So powerful!

The surrounding young experts were shocked. They did not expect that the other party could resist the joint pressure of so many experts.

They had to admit that he was indeed very powerful!

No wonder he could defeat Bai Zijing. He was indeed worthy of his reputation.

However, at this moment, the Eighth Prince also laughed loudly. Third Brother is very concerned about my friend.

However, Brother Lin was not the only new expert who came this time. There was another one who was said to be the legendary genius of the War Tribe.

The Eighth Prince smiled and led the flames of war away from Lin Xuan to the First Prince.

Sure enough, when these words were said, everyone frowned again.

Because the title of the genius of the battle group was even more powerful.

The War Tribe was a legendary race that had disappeared for nearly ten thousand years. Who would have thought that they would appear again now?

This was definitely a shocking matter.

Therefore, for a moment, all of their gazes looked at the First Prince again.

Moreover, they locked onto a young man with a golden light.

The young man was clad in golden armor and looked extraordinarily valiant. His golden hair danced wildly in the wind, and he was filled with wildness.

Was he the genius of the War Tribe?

Sure enough, what a violent aura! It felt like a peerless demonic beast.

He was a peerless enemy!

For a moment, the expressions of many young geniuses were incomparably solemn.

Lin Xuan also narrowed his eyes. To be honest, the other party's aura was indeed powerful, which made him feel fearful.

Was that the War Tribe?

He was indeed very strong!

Lin Xuan's heart sank. Just from the aura, he knew that the other party was very strong.

Moreover, he knew that the War Tribe was rumored to be so godly, so they must have extremely terrifying combat skills.

How strong would the other party be?

Compared to the White Son Realm, who would be stronger?

Other than the golden-haired young man, Lin Xuan also discovered a few other powerful figures.

According to his judgment, these people should be the experts that he knew from the information.

They were distributed among the First Prince, the Eighth Prince, the Third Prince, and a few other princes.

Each of them was a peerless figure and could not be underestimated.

Alright, I believe that everyone should have received the rules before. Now, I won't talk nonsense. The competition is about to begin.

An old voice sounded.

In the sky, on the clouds, a few powerful figures sat cross-legged. They were the hosts of this competition.

At this moment, one of the old men said coldly.

Dong dong dong!

Below, on the ground, there was a war drum that was rapidly beating, letting out a low sound.

It was like a sudden clap of thunder that quickly reverberated in all directions.

Once the war drum beats, you will be guided to the war drum platform.

Those who are selected can challenge the experts under the other princes.

Each of you will have five chances to make a move. I hope that you will make good use of them.

The old voice sounded again, and the sound of the war drum became louder and louder.

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