C39 (1/2)

”The Marquis of Iron Blood and my father, the Duke of Dragon and Crane, were originally friends for generations. Mu Yue and I can be considered childhood friends. We are already familiar with each other.” Silver Armored Battle God Long Hetian nodded his head. ”I have to thank you this time. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I would have already fallen.”

”We already have an alliance, so there's no need to be courteous. Furthermore, you and I are like friends at first sight. I wanted to become friends a long time ago.” Hong Yu waved his hand and looked at Li Muyue, seemingly deep in thought: ”That's good news. Since Princess Mu Yue and Brother Long are good friends, then it's simple. We don't need to fight over the Martial Arts Competition anymore.”

”That's right, Ermei's trick of killing the Three Scholars. If he were to meet the three of us, I'm afraid it would be a failure.” Hearing this, Li Muyue smiled sweetly: ”Since the Dragon Crane Marquis needs healing medicine, there's no need to mention it. The first place reward is naturally given to He Tian. I believe that you, Hong Yu, have no objections.”

”Of course I have no objections. The two of you are Heaven's Pride of the current era. You two have unrivalled stature. To be able to befriend you, I naturally have my heart set on you. Duke Long He is also a great hero that I admire …”

”...”

”Princess Mu Yue, the Silver Armored War God, and Duke Yu have joined forces!”

”The three of them had a pleasant conversation. It seems like they won't fight again. The rankings have already been decided. The Silver Armored War God must be the chief …”

”Old Eighth's calculations were wrong. This time, he lost four warriors of the Spirit realm and Old Twenty-Eight. Not only did they not kill Hong Yu, they even pushed Princess Mu Yue and the Silver Armored War God into Hong Yu's camp. They did all of the calculation, but lost both men and their troops!”

The crowd murmured softly. However, they still couldn't escape the keen senses of the old eight dragons and elephants.

When he saw the three of them standing side by side, the anger in his heart flared and his expression became unsettled.

On the altar, the noble king stood beside the eighth brother. He felt the atmosphere had changed, as if he was drowning in a deep sea, suffocating. He held his breath, careful not to move at all.

Everyone could see that at this moment, the high and mighty Eighth Prince was on the verge of going berserk. Who would dare to lightly stroke a tiger's whiskers?

This time he sent four experts, in addition to the twenty-eighth and ninth peak masters, among them, there were five who were his people, he did not even hesitate to interfere with and change the rules of the Martial Competition, accumulating an invincible momentum. First, he wanted to kill Hong Yu, cut down the grass and eliminate the roots, and before the establishment of the mansion, he would snipe him, cut down the grass and eliminate the roots.

How precious was this opportunity to choose a treasure from the treasury of the imperial palace?

However, he didn't expect Hong Yu to create such a miracle and then rise to power with the Silver Armored War God. In addition to Li Muyue's sudden intervention, he died at the age of 28 and the four experts all died in battle. This kind of loss was hard for him to accept, and he was bleeding in his heart.

Not only did he secure his position as a duke, but he had also gained the friendship of the Silver Armored War God with Kai Jianya right in front of his eyes. Li Muyue had a favorable impression of him, but behind them stood the Duke of Long Crane and the Duke of Iron Blood.

As long as he continued to develop, he would be able to win the favor of the ministers. As the experts clung onto him, many people would have a whole new level of respect for him, and after today, even the Celestial Emperor of Hongwu might once again have a better impression of him.

More importantly, he had openly tampered with the rules of the enthronement ceremony and secretly sent experts to disrupt the situation. This had caused a lot of people to be dissatisfied, and after today, he would probably be impeached and criticized by a lot of people.

The comparison between the two made the old eight Hong Long feel as if his lungs were about to explode. The way he looked at Hong Yu and the other two had a burning fury hidden within them, and he couldn't wait to execute a thunderous attack and kill Hong Yu and the Silver Armored War God in an instant.

Many people began to tremble and feel uneasy.

Although the battle between the leaders of the nine peaks had come to an end, everyone could guess that a terrifying storm was brewing.

”Die for me!” the Sea God's Rage Whale Divine Art! ”

The eight dragon elephants stood firmly on the altar, staring at the three silhouettes as their fury surged. The eight dragons stood firmly on the altar, staring at the three silhouettes, their fury raged, their bodies trembling violently.

In an instant, Hong Yu fell into an illusion. A boundless sea of bitterness, ferocious waves, and a weak current of water that floated and sunk.

Within his mind, the source of his Sea of Bitterness appeared. A 30,000-meter-tall, enraged Sea God Whale rolled about in his Sea of Bitterness, churning the waves for 30,000 li and stirring the gales. It was like a sea god controlling the waters in all directions.

The terrifying surging spirit almost instantly came crashing down.

Previously, the eighth dragon elephant had launched two martial arts attacks on Hong Yu, but compared to the current Hong Yu, it was like a grain of sand in the desert.

Hong Yu more or less understood that the words of the three of them had already made the eighth brother feel deep fear, rage, and even used the Divine Art of the Sea God, Raging Whale, to activate the momentum of the martial way.

The true meaning of the Sea God was contained within this aura of martial dao.

When they attacked, ordinary warriors of the Spirit realm could not resist at all. They would definitely be lost in the endless illusion and their souls would be devoured by the whale, becoming muddle-headed idiots.

Furthermore, in the mental battle, there were no traces at all. If Hong Yu and the other two were killed, they would absolutely not be able to find the eighth brother. It would only become a headless case.

However, Hong Yu did not panic. His trillions of golden lances seemed to have some sort of miraculous effect. The golden lance particles constantly stimulated his mind, allowing him to maintain a clear mind at all times and not lose himself in the illusion.

In the face of the Boundless Illusion, a kind of strange energy spread out from his body, continuously resisting the spiritual oppression. Hong Yu understood that this was the power of the Crane Saint's bloodline, a noble and mysterious power that could break all kinds of illusions. No martial arts aura could affect him.

However, even though Hong Yu faced the spiritual oppression of the eighth brother, he was not afraid. Although he was not afraid of the spiritual oppression of the eighth brother, he was not able to counterattack.

”Iron-blooded invincible, the will to fight has existed since ancient times.” She waved the Iron Blood Flag in her hand and activated a secret technique. Hong Yu immediately felt that in his mind, a Iron-Blood Giant stepped out of the void, stood on the ground, and stepped on an endless sea of suffering. In his hands, a blood flag that covered the sky was waved.

”Hua!”