Chapter 416 No! Your Highness? Is this a competition or a murder?
"The first soul skill, Netherworld Thrust!"

"Not good! Ning Tian! Be careful!!"

Wu Feng could no longer stop Zhu Qingxuan, the speed of Netherworld's thrust was too fast!

"It's over!" Ning Tian was panicked. Instead of resisting or defending, he ran quickly to avoid it.

"Ning Tian, ​​you really don't have any close combat ability. Haha, ten thousand years have passed, and you, the soul masters of the seven hundred Glazed Tower martial spirits, still haven't gotten rid of the problem of not being good at close combat!"

"it's over!"

Poof~
"Ahhh!" Ning Tian screamed and was knocked to the ground by Zhu Qingxuan's first soul skill, losing his ability to fight.

As Ning Tian fell, the amplification on Nanmen Yuner and Wu Feng also disappeared.

He was quickly defeated by Zhu Qingxuan and Chu Yan.

The battle is over!

Zhu Qingxuan's team won another game easily!
Xiao Xiao said with admiration: "Sure enough, Xuan Yu, you got it right."

"Haha, okay, it's time for us to get ready for our performance." Ai Xuanyu smiled and stood up first.

"Uh-huh!"

The three of them were immediately filled with energy.

"Semi-finals, second game!"

"Ai Xuanyu's team versus Huo Huabin's team!"

"Let's go!"

The three of them looked at each other and stepped onto the competition field together.

Huo Huabin and his two companions on the opposite side have also come up.

Seeing Huo Yuhao, Huo Huabin's eyes were filled with disdain and contempt. He looked down on Huo Yuhao with a superior attitude. He sneered: "Oh, I never thought that a waste like you could actually join the Ivan Empire Royal Academy."

"You were so lucky to make it to the top four of the freshman assessment. It's really disappointing that a loser like you can stand on the same stage with me one day."

Huo Yuhao's face looked grim, and he clenched his fists: "Huo Huabin, you'd better be more careful with your mouth."

"I just said that, what can I do?"

Ai Xuanyu said coldly: "If you keep talking like that, I will pin you to the ground and make you scream."

Seeing that Ai Xuanyu was born to support Huo Yuhao, Huo Huabin's face suddenly turned ugly, and his arrogance immediately weakened a little, and he restrained himself a little: "Hehe, I guess you can enter the Royal Academy to study because of the Seventh Prince Ai Xuanyu, right?"

“Huo Yuhao! Without His Highness Ai Xuanyu, you would be nothing.”

After saying that, Huo Huabin turned around and returned to his fighting position.

But at this moment, Huo Yuhao suddenly shouted, “Huo Huabin! Luck is also a kind of strength. Today I can stand in front of you and compete with you on the same stage. One day, I will be able to surpass you and defeat you with my own hands!”

"We will win today, and sooner or later I will win you! Surpass you!"

Huo Huabin stopped and laughed out loud: "Hahahaha! With just you! You still want to defeat me! To surpass me? Ridiculous! You are simply dreaming! I'll give you ten years, a hundred years, or even your entire life, you will never be my opponent!"

“Three years! Within three years, I, Huo Yuhao, will definitely trample you under my feet!” Huo Yuhao was extremely serious.

"Three years? Hahahaha!" Huo Huabin laughed sarcastically again, and a sinister smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Okay! Since you said you can beat me within three years, then let's make a bet. After three years, we will fight in the fighting spirit field of the academy. Do you dare?"

“Why not? I, Huo Yuhao, have accepted the three-year agreement!”

Ai Xuanyu's expression changed: "Yuhao, you!"

“It’s okay, Xuanyu, trust me.” Huo Yuhao said with determination.

“Alas.” Looking at Huo Yuhao’s determined eyes, Ai Xuanyu sighed in his heart. He thought Huo Yuhao was being impulsive.

Huo Huabin knew that Huo Yuhao was protected by Ai Xuanyu and would definitely not dare to bully Huo Yuhao in private, so Huo Huabin deliberately made a bet with Huo Yuhao, wanting to hit Huo Yuhao hard in the fighting spirit arena.

In Ai Xuanyu's opinion, it is almost impossible for Huo Yuhao to catch up with Huo Huabin within three years!

The soul power level difference between the two is 14 levels!
Moreover, Huo Huabin was able to cultivate to level 31 in his first year, so his talent must be quite strong. In Ai Xuanyu's eyes, Huo Yuhao's talent was just average, not outstanding at all.

In the early stage, you can improve your level quickly through hard work and Xuanshui Dan, but as time goes on, people with weaker talents will practice more slowly.

Not to mention that they have narrowed the gap of 14 soul power levels in three years, they may even get further and further away.
"Forget it, let's compete first."

Let’s get back to the point.

At this moment, both sides have released their martial spirits.

This was the first time that Ai Xuanyu was so serious and powerful in a competition.

At this moment, the imperial power that belongs to the Emperor Sword's god-level martial spirit completely bloomed.

"How terrifying! This is the imperial power that the Emperor Sword Martial Spirit possesses. For a moment, I felt like kneeling down and surrendering."

In an instant, everyone around felt a terrifying pressure.

Huo Huabin was startled when he saw this, and sweat dropped down his back: "No! Ai, Your Highness Ai Xuanyu, there is no hatred between you and me, there is no need to be so aggressive!"

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"Haha, I just think you are a good opponent, worthy of my full effort!" Ai Xuanyu sneered.

“Damn it! His Highness Ai Xuanyu must want to beat me up because I ridiculed Huo Yuhao, right? Are they so close? This shouldn’t be the case! How could a genius prince have such a close relationship with a loser like Huo Yuhao!”

Huo Huabin regretted it. If he had known earlier, he would not have mocked Huo Yuhao. But it was too late to regret now and he could only deal with it with all his strength.

"hateful!"

"White Tiger, Martial Spirit!"

"Roar!"

"Oh, the Emperor's Sword Intent!"

Ai Xuanyu slowly raised the Emperor Sword Martial Spirit in his hand, and a terrifying sword energy rose around him. This was the first time Ai Xuanyu released sword intent.

"This is, sword intent!!"

The whole audience exclaimed.

next second!
stop!
Ai Xuanyu instantly slashed at Huo Huabin with a sword.

"So fast!"

"First soul skill, White Tiger Fist!"

boom! Boom boom!

"What! A sword blessed by sword intent alone can suppress my first soul skill!" Huo Huabin was shocked and thought he was cut in half by the sword.

Before Huo Huabin could react, Ai Xuanyu slashed at him with another fierce sword.

Poof!

"Ahhh!" Huo Huabin was unable to block the sword and was injured and fell to the ground.

Huo Huabin was horrified and said in a panic, "No! Your Highness the Seventh Prince! Are you competing? Or are you killing people?"

"Of course it's a competition. How could a competition kill people?"

Ai Xuanyu said with a smile, but that smile made Huo Huabin feel extremely creepy, which immediately frightened him so much that he broke out in a sweat:
"Damn it! Quick! Come and support me!!"

Seeing this, the two agile attackers and the controlling teammates also attacked Ai Xuanyu at the same time.

"Oh, that's what I've been waiting for."

"Third soul skill, Emperor Sword Rain!!"

Ai Xuanyu directly activated his third soul skill, and countless spots of light condensed in the sky in an instant.

(End of this chapter)