"What! This young man's aura is comparable to the Crown Prince's! "
"Who is he?"
"I'm not sure. He should be a few years younger than the Crown Prince, but his abilities are so terrifying!"
"I wonder who will win, him or the Crown Prince."
"…"
Sensing the powerful aura emanating from the young man, the surrounding warriors were all dumbfounded.
They had initially thought that they had overestimated this young man. Who would have thought that this young man would surprise them wave after wave?
First, he defeated Liu Qing, then he defeated the two brothers, Wen Yi and Wen Pi.
Even the Zhao brothers were no match for him.
Finally, the most shocking thing was that the young man before them had an aura comparable to the Crown Prince's!
"Ning Yue! You are Ning Yue! "
When Ning Yue had unreservedly displayed his aura, Wen Yi had discovered Ning Yue's true identity.
Wen Yi could not be more familiar with the aura emanating from Ning Yue's body.
"I can wear out iron shoes in fruitless searching, only to find it by chance!"
After discovering Ning Yue's true identity, Wen Yi hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Ji, if you don't come out now, when will you!"
Whoosh!
As soon as Wen Yi's voice fell, the space around him surged. Then, a cultivator in black appeared.
After the warrior in black appeared, he first looked at Ning Yue, then said to Wen Yi, "It's not convenient for me to make a move now. It won't be too late for me to make a move after Ning Yue and the Crown Prince have finished sparring."
"Uncle Ji, is Ning Yue really that powerful? Even the Crown Prince is no match for him? "Wen Yi asked.
Shaking his head, the elder called Uncle Ji said, "Ning Yue and the Crown Prince's abilities should be about the same."
"Hiss!"
Hearing Uncle Ji's words, Wen Yi could not help but gasp.
He knew the Crown Prince's abilities. He was extremely powerful and could even fight a late Primal Core stage warrior.
How did Ning Yue's strength grow so quickly?
It was important to note that back in the Sacred College of Danwu College, Ning Yue had not been a match for Wei Ze, and Wei Ze had only been a mid Primal Core practitioner.
In just three short days, Ning Yue was already comparable to the First Prince!
"Who is Ning Yue? Why haven't I heard of it before? "A martial artist asked doubtfully when he heard Wen Yi's words.
"You haven't even heard of Ning Yue. I wonder what you do every day!"
A Xiantian consummate-stage warrior said coldly, "Listen up, Ning Yue is a disciple of Danwu College's Sacred Institute, and enjoys all the rights and resources of a core disciple."
"Core disciple?!" The martial artist who had just spoken exclaimed, "Doesn't that mean that Ning Yue's status in the Sacred Institute is comparable to Zhang Tianwen's?"
"Zhang Tianwen? Haha, to tell you the truth, during the Sacred Institute's recruitment, he was already defeated by Ning Yue. "The Xiantian consummate-stage warrior pursed his lips, clearly not on good terms with Zhang Tianwen.
"What! Even Zhang Tianwen was defeated by Ning Yue! "The shock on the face of the cultivator who had just spoken became even more intense.
Rumble!
At this moment, Ning Yue and the Crown Prince both flew into the air and engaged in an intense battle.
Their attacks were not flashy at all, and even the aftershocks were controlled perfectly so that they did not spread in all directions.
"This old man is not simple. His cultivation is at least at the peak of the Primal Core stage."
The Dark Emperor did not pay any attention to the battle between Ning Yue and the Crown Prince. At this moment, his attention was drawn to the old man beside Wen Yi.
From this old man, the Dark Emperor felt an extremely strong wave of Yuan Qi.
This wave of Yuan Qi indicated that the old man's cultivation was at least at the peak of the Primal Core stage!
This was a little awkward.
Although the Dark Emperor had advanced to the early Primal Core stage and could kill a late Primal Core stage warrior, he had no chance of winning against a peak Primal Core stage warrior.
"I have to tell Ning Yue to be careful and escape immediately if anything happens."
Other than the old man beside Wen Yi, the Dark Emperor also discovered that there were a few other experts who were not weaker than him hiding in the surroundings.
None of those experts were lower than the late Primal Core stage.
The Dark Emperor could defeat and even easily kill a late Primal Core stage warrior. If the Dark Emperor met a peak Primal Core stage warrior, he could only run away.
"Ning …" However, just as the Dark Emperor was about to send a voice transmission to Ning Yue, the words that were about to come out of his mouth were forcefully stopped.
This was because he discovered that there was a martial artist with a seventh-grade soul power rushing over from the capital.
Under the perception of a seventh-grade soul power martial artist, a voice transmission might be discovered.
The Dark Emperor could only give up and adapt carefully.
Bang!
At the same time, Ning Yue and the First Prince separated from each other in midair.
"Ning Yue, I'll give you one more chance to submit to me." The First Prince said in a low voice. He still wanted to subdue Ning Yue.
After fighting with Ning Yue, the First Prince realized that Ning Yue was not weak, and could even be compared to him.
If he could subdue such a peak expert, it would be very helpful for him to fight for the position of Crown Prince.
Furthermore, Ning Yue was also a core disciple of Danwu College's Sacred Courtyard. If Ning Yue submitted to him, the Sacred Courtyard might not stand idly by while he fought for the position of Crown Prince.
"I discovered a very important problem." Ning Yue stood with his hands behind his back and said indifferently.
"What problem?" The First Prince raised his eyebrows and asked.
"You keep asking me to submit to you, but I don't see your sincerity." Ning Yue said calmly.
"Hahaha!"
The First Prince raised his head and laughed. Then he said coldly, "Sincerity? I am the First Prince of the Great Xia Kingdom. The position of Crown Prince must be mine!
"As long as you submit to me, when I ascend to the throne in the future, power and resources will be yours!"
The First Prince didn't say the last sentence in front of so many people. Instead, he sent a soul message to Ning Yue.
After all, he didn't dare to say such rebellious words.
"How can there be such a good thing in this world?" Shrugging, Ning Yue didn't deny it.
The First Prince withdrew his aura and said in a low voice, "As long as you submit to me, I can find a way to let you cultivate in the Ice Manor."
"The Dan Martial Pool is no worse than the Ice Manor." Ning Yue also withdrew his aura.
"What do you want!" The First Prince suppressed his anger.
"Nothing." Ning Yue said, "Don't you understand what I mean? If you want me to submit to you, it's impossible if you don't take out something practical. "
"Something practical? I'll take out something practical for you to see!"
With a cold expression, the First Prince dashed out again, charging toward Ning Yue.
As he moved forward, a silver flying sword suddenly appeared in the First Prince's hand.
"Little Dragon Sword! It's the Little Dragon Sword! "
"What's the Little Dragon Sword?"
"In the imperial family, there are two flying swords of extremely high quality. One is the Little Dragon Sword, the other is the Great Dragon Sword."
"That's right. The Great Dragon Sword is the emperor's sword. Its grade is unknown, but the Little Dragon Sword is a Heaven Grade Upper Grade flying sword! It's extremely powerful. "
"High Grade!"
The surrounding martial artists all sucked in a breath of cold air.
Some second-rate clans only had middle-grade heaven-step flying swords as their clan protection treasures.
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