The Crown Prince was montarily stunned upon seeing Wang Xiaoya, almost losing his composure.
It was Wu Xingyun who coughed lightly, bringing him back to his senses, as he smiled and praised, "Since Saintess’s direct disciple is participating, it’s only natural that talent cos from a distinguished teacher. It seems this contest will require our best efforts."
Wu Xingyun smiled, clearly appreciating the flattery.
The Crown Prince wanted to make ands with Wang Xiaoya and said, "This fellow disciple, is there anything you desire? If you win this contest, I can fulfill one of your wishes!"
Wang Xiaoya’s eyes lit up, "I have heard that recently Heaven-Piercing Palace recruited an Imperial Son-in-law, with unmatched talent and cultivation. I want to et him; is that possible?"
The Crown Prince clutched his hand, feeling a bit disappointed.
He had assud Wang Xiaoya would want to et him, but instead, she asked for soone else.
He felt indifferent towards this brother-in-law, unlike the Eighth Prince who harbored malice or any strong familial affection.
Now, the woman he admired was asking to et this brother-in-law, which made him feel sowhat jealous.
Long Fei perked up his ears, listening clearly from the stands.
Beside him, Zhang Ziling also expressed jealousy, exclaiming, "That guy dares to covet my man, I’ll go et her."
She was now in unity with Yin and Yang, possessing extraordinary cultivation and full confidence.
Long Fei tightly held her back, advising her, "They are going to challenge an Inner Sect Disciple, if you go up, it will be a laughingstock for Heaven-Piercing Palace."
Zhang Ziling furrowed her brows but acknowledged the logic, patiently sitting back down.
The Crown Prince replied from above, "This request is not impossible. As long as my sister agrees, I have no objections."
He laughed dryly, using his sister as a shield.
When the ti cos, even if Wang Xiaoya wins, he could use the excuse that his sister disagreed.
Thus, Wang Xiaoya still wouldn’t et Long Fei.
Wu Xingyun understood the implication, knowing these official families’ disciples are cunning, fearing his disciple may suffer losses, he urged, "Enough chatter. Get your Heaven-Piercing Palace talent to the stage quickly, let’s not waste everyone’s ti."
The Crown Prince nodded with a smile, "Saintess, no rush, I’ll arrange it now."
Before the event, the Crown Prince had made preparations.
A young man entered the stage, dressed in brocade and jade belt, standing with a dignified presence.
Upon his appearance, the disciples in the crowd let out an "ooh".
Soone exclaid, "Looks like the Crown Prince is serious this ti, even brought one of the newly ranked top ten experts from the Inner Sect."
"Is this person from the Royal Family?"
"Yes, a collateral descendant of the Royal Family, Zhang Xingyun. I’ve heard he is similar to that Outer Sect monster, both from Celestial Mystery City. He was also fad in the Outer Sect, just recently promoted to the Inner Sect."
"Seems like the Crown Prince is intent on cultivating his own close circle."
"The Crown Prince has no choice. The geniuses of Celestial Realms City don’t follow him; he can only enlist so border disciples!"
"Among the top ten experts, not one belongs to the Crown Prince. The Fourth and Eighth Princes intentionally embarrass the Crown Prince, refusing to let their people take the stage."
Soone analyzed, "No wonder Zhang Xingyun, though excellent, is a newly ranked expert. In terms of rank and cultivation, he cannot surpass the others!"
"You’re absolutely right, if it weren’t for Xiao Yuanhao’s mysterious death, he wouldn’t have been chosen!"
"Rumor has it Xiao Yuanhao was slain by that Monster Consort; I’m unsure if it’s true?"
"Who knows. The Xiao Family suspects it, but there’s no evidence. Only a peacock feather was found at the scene, implicated as the deed of Peacock Demon King, one of the Ten Great Demon Kings."
"..."
Everyone discussed animatedly, and Long Fei frowned while listening.
He was familiar with Zhang Xingyun.
At Celestial Mystery City, it was initially Zhang Xingyun ant to lead the return.
Later, due to unexpected circumstances, it shifted, resulting in Curly-Bearded Immortal and Saint Pen Scholar taking charge.
Unexpectedly, after all this ti, they were eting now.
The person’s deanor, appearance, and bearing were indeed outstanding, befitting soone the Crown Prince relied upon.
He held a sword in one hand, the other behind his back, nodding at the Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince nodded back, introducing with a smile to Wu Xingyun, "Saintess, this collateral descendant of the Royal Family coincidentally shares your esteed na. He is Zhang Xingyun, now a prominent talent within our Heaven-Piercing Palace Inner Sect. Surely, a contest between him and your apprentice will be quite intriguing."
Wu Xingyun maintained a stoic face, feeling the Crown Prince was openly showing disdain.
Her na was Wu Xingyun, yet he brought forth a Zhang Xingyun.
She discreetly advised Wang Xiaoya, "Little Ya, be mindful and controlled. It’s a friendly contest; don’t endanger anyone’s life."
Wang Xiaoya, being astute, obviously understood her master’s intent.
She clasped her fists and nodded, lifting her hands, gracefully ascending like a Fairy, landing on the stage.
The white dress fluttered, enveloped in ethereal air, making the observing disciples gulp involuntarily.
Thinking if they were in the sa shoes, they surely couldn’t bear to strike.
Such exquisite skin, how could one dare mark it with a sword?
Zhang Xingyun, unfazed, lacked their deanor, standing calmly on stage, raising his sword and fists, announcing to Wang Xiaoya, "Apologies, junior sister."
Wang Xiaoya raised her sword and smiled, "Be cautious."
The crowd let out an "ooh," nearly lting with that smile from the goddess.
Soone cheerfully shouted, "To fall under the goddess’s sword, and I’d die happy."
"My heavens! A smile from the goddess, utterly irresistible!"
"Such beauty, wonder who will be lucky enough in the future!"
"Anyone touching my goddess will face in a duel."
Soone jest, "Isn’t your goddess the Seventh Princess? How’s it this lady now?"
"As if you care! Can’t I have two goddesses?"
This person stood up, loudly cheering from the stage, "Go goddess, victory goddess!"
The nurous disciples of Heaven-Piercing Palace hurled eggplants, vegetables, and fruits at him until buried.
What a traitor, captivated by beauty, forsaking principles entirely.
The Seventh Princess was sowhat displeased, "It’s just a woman, with no flowers blooming on her face. Look at these n drooling like fools."
Long Fei chuckled lightly, cautiously observing the stage.
If Wang Xiaoya were to suffer, he must promptly assist.
Zhang Xingyun and Wang Xiaoya both brandished their longswords, Zhang Xingyun’s sword nad Flowing Water.
Moving like flowing water, seemingly made of water.
This sword was a gift from the Crown Prince, an Immortal King Level sword, known as a famous sword in the world.
Its best quality is its resemblance to water, with extraordinary flexibility, capable of breaking any fortitude.
Wang Xiaoya’s sword emanated a crimson fla, slicing through the air, the flas roiling, accompanied by a phoenix’s cry, causing the arena’s temperature to suddenly rise.
Vermilion Bird Feather Sword, left by Little Vermilion Bird’s mother.
This is a Divine Sword, forged by refining Divine Beast’s plu.
Once unsheathed, the disciples exclaid in awe, all impressed by the sword’s phoenix divine power.
Zhang Xingyun furrowed his brow further, now treating Wang Xiaoya with an additional three degrees of seriousness.
n die for those who understand them; this battle is his first to prove himself for the Crown Prince.
Even in death, victory must be achieved.
Though his Flowing Water sword belongs to the water attribute, murderous intent surged, the sword twisting into a streak of light, akin to a stream flowing, glinting silvery light, buzzing as it rolled toward Wang Xiaoya.
Sky-Treading Style of Heaven-Piercing Nine Swordplay, and it’s a killing move.
The void buzzed with a shiver, as it was carved into a black sword mark.
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