Martial Master

Refreshing!

It feels incredibly good.

After being defeated by Luo Jingshan, Jiang Zhong had a belly full of anger. He never expected that in the blink of an eye, His Highness the Fourth Prince would regain his honor and win so decisively.

At this moment, Jiang Zhong was completely convinced by the Fourth Prince.

Joining the Blood Spirit Pool is indeed terrifying.

If you want to discuss matters, just do it openly. Standing there sneaky and sending a few useless people over is just petty.

Xiao Zhan sneered towards the distance.

Everyone was taken aback.

What is Lord Xiao Zhan saying?

Focusing their eyes, indeed, several hundred meters behind the crowd stood a group of people, seemingly watching this place from afar.

It seems to be Prince Cao Heng of the Great Wei Kingdom and his entourage.

How despicable, so it was them instigating things from behind, yet they don't dare to come forward!

Could it be they want to test the strength of our Great Qi Kingdom's geniuses?

It must be so. What other reason could there be?

The geniuses of Great Qi Kingdom instantly erupted in anger.

Those who can stand out from many martial artists and become geniuses are all smart people. With a quick thought, they understood the situation clearly.

Although the Great Wei Kingdom and Great Qi Kingdom are adversaries, they have been here for quite some time and haven’t seen any martial artists from Great Wei provoke them.

However, just yesterday, as soon as the Fourth Prince and his companions arrived, the geniuses from the Great Wei came to provoke them. The implications are clear.

They definitely want to test the strength of the Fourth Prince and his companions.

But if you want to test strength, at least be straightforward about it. Instead, hiding behind is truly despicable.

In the distance.

Nian Wuji and the others, who were seen through by Xiao Zhan, turned gloomy upon hearing his ridicule.

Xiao Zhan is so arrogant, does he think he is invincible?

Taking a step forward, Nian Wuji couldn't help but move ahead.

Wuji, don’t act rashly.

An elderly man with graying hair suddenly stepped forward.

Elder Ling, why are you stopping me? Nian Wuji frowned.

Elder Ling, unconcerned, said solemnly: Xiao Zhan is the number one expert of the Great Qi Kingdom, with peak cultivation, you will easily suffer losses if you go up against him.

Is it possible that even Elder Ling is not his match? Nian Wuji was surprised.

Shaking his head, Elder Ling said: He is indeed a bit stronger. In the sect, besides your father, the sect leader, only two vice sect leaders can compete with him. As for others, they may not be able to handle him.

This person is that strong?

Nian Wuji was shocked, narrowing his eyes: If that's the case, let’s leave. We’ll settle things in the Five Kingdoms Competition.

Knowing when to hold back, Nian Wuji did not act rashly, and soon the group turned to leave.

Lord Lingwu Wang, are you just letting them go like that?

Yan Huai and the others were indignant.

According to reason, since they came to provoke, they should at least leave something behind.

Don’t create trouble.

Shaking his head, Xiao Zhan looked at the Fourth Prince and Qin Chen: In this Five Kingdoms Competition, you should be careful of the Great Wei Kingdom, and also pay attention to the disciples of the Ghost Immortal Sect.

Ghost Immortal Sect?

Everyone was puzzled.

That's right, just now standing with Cao Heng was Nian Wujin from the Ghost Immortal Sect. This person is the son of Nian Shuo, the sect leader of the Ghost Immortal Sect. His cultivation is at peak level, and it is said he is one of the rare geniuses of the Ghost Immortal Sect in a hundred years. More importantly, the methods of the Ghost Immortal Sect are notoriously ruthless and insidious, so you must be cautious. Xiao Zhan's expression was serious.

The Ghost Immortal Sect is one of the strongest top sects in the northwest. If the Great Wei Kingdom and they join forces, the situation for the Great Qi Kingdom will be extremely dire.

In the next two days, all martial artists from the Great Qi Kingdom felt tremendous pressure, burying themselves in hard training.