"The Eleventh Prince, I'm offended!"

"Ahem!" Yue Ning had a gloomy face and was speechless.

"But you should be glad that this is an arena competition. If it was a life-and-death battle, you would have fallen by now! You don't think that the power of the Nine Nether Demonic Thunder is only this level, right?"

Xuan Yichen looked disdainful, shook his head and sneered and walked off the ring.

The common warriors who were originally in awe of him now looked at him again with deep fear and apprehension in their eyes.

There was dead silence in the core spectator seats!

Many powerful superpowers should have gone to congratulate the winning side, but because of the appearance of the Nine Nether Demonic Thunder and the special identity of the eleventh prince, everyone fell into silence.

"This..." The royal general who presided over the competition frowned, as if hesitating.

The leader of the country, Yue Tianhe, snorted coldly, his face sank slightly, and signaled him not to hesitate.

The royal general shook his head and sighed: "Xuan Yichen wins the first game of the semi-finals!"

"Haha, congratulations to the sect master, congratulations to the sect master!"

"Xuan Yichen is indeed extremely talented. With the Nine Nether Demonic Thunder in his hands, even Song Xianglan is no match for him!"

"Yes, winning this competition means that he has won the first place in the Tianfeng Martial Arts Association!"

"It's all because of the sect leader's unrestricted use of laws and regulations that our Xuanyin Sect is in the situation we are in today!"

Although the super strong men in the spectator seats were completely silent, the elders of the Xuanyin Sect all smiled and congratulated Xuan Mingzi, forming a sharp contrast.

The leader of the country, Yue Tianhe, shook his head, sighed, and said with a smile: "The genius of the Xuanyin Sect is indeed amazing, but the foundation of the Tianyao Sect is not bad at all. The final result is not yet known!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty! Tianyao Sect will never lose to Xuanyin Sect. Song Xianglan will do his best to fight for the empire!"

Jiang Rulan, the leader of the Tianyao Sect, expressed her stance in a deep voice, as if Song Xianglan had already entered the finals in advance.

But slightly to the side, Yue Yunpeng, the lord of the Northern Acropolis, had his eyes twitching and his face was extremely dark.

"The Nine Nether Demonic Thunder is so terrifying!"

As a super strong man in the late Xuantian realm, how could he not know the terror of the Nine Nether Demonic Thunder?

He could also clearly see that Xuan Yichen had not made a fatal move, otherwise the next year would not have been as simple as defeat.

"Nine Netherworld Demonic Thunder! Is this the legendary Nine Netherworld Demonic Thunder?" The Lord of Canglan Kingdom looked horrified and shocked.

"I didn't expect that Xuanyin Sect would actually lift the ban on this method. It seems that in the future, the empire's martial arts world will set off another storm!"

Chu Tianhua had also heard of the evil name of the "Nine Nether Demonic Thunder", and his mood at this time was extremely complicated.

"Sect Master Chu, do you think that if Jiang Tian meets Xuan Yichen..." the leader of the Canglan Kingdom frowned and asked.

Chu Tianhua was stunned when he heard this, subconsciously feeling that this question was a bit unbelievable.

But before he could say anything, two sneers came from beside him.

"Hmph! You two are talking nonsense again. Jiang Tian still wants to meet Xuan Yichen? How ridiculous!"

"You should face reality and fight the next game first before talking about it!"

Yue Tianfeng, the lord of the South Acropolis, shook his head and sneered, while Yin Chuan, the lord of the West Acropolis, looked disdainful.

"You don't think Jiang Tian has a chance to defeat Song Xianglan, do you?"

"Haha, brother Yunpeng, are all you warriors in Northern Guard City so whimsical?"

The two of them also mocked Yue Yunpeng.

"We, the warriors of Northern Guard City, don't worry about you! Besides, before this, who would have thought that Jiang Tian would make it to the semi-finals. How could you dare to conclude that he would not be able to pass the test?"

Yue Yunpeng gritted his teeth and rebuked angrily, bracing himself to cheer himself up.

In fact, he didn't think Jiang Tian could continue his previous good luck.

Even he felt that Jiang Tian's victory over Ke Xu was mainly due to the opponent's underestimation of the enemy and giving him the upper hand.

Now against Song Xianglan, the genius of Tianyao Sect, it is almost impossible to win.

Facing a super genius with the "Void Transformation Formation", no matter how strong Jiang Tian's physical body is, he may not be able to use it.

"Hahahaha! How dare you say such big words? You people from Northern Acropolis are really bragging!"

"Brother Yunpeng, if you, the city lord, are like this, you can only imagine what kind of people you have under you!"

"No wonder your martial arts level in the northern region has always been low. It turns out that everything is due to a lack of self-knowledge!"

The two of them were ridiculing and ridiculing each other.

The atmosphere in the core spectator seats was extremely awkward.

At this moment, Jiang Tian and Song Xianglan had already stepped onto the stage. They looked at each other, their auras were calm and there were no flaws.

In the VIP area of ​​the core spectator seats, Ye Feng looked at Su Wan attentively, with a somewhat disdainful sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth.

"Junior sister Su, I bet that this minion who is half-stepping into the Xuantian realm will be knocked off the stage within three moves!"

"Oh?" Su Wan responded coldly.

"Although the female disciples of Tianyao Sect are not very talented, they are not on the same level as this Jiang Tian. Look, my judgment has never been wrong, and I will definitely not be wrong this time!"

Ye Feng shook his white robe and smiled proudly, not hiding his disdain for Jiang Tian.

This discussion caused the leader of the Alchemy Alliance, King Dan, to frown, and also made several elders of the Alchemy Alliance look angry. However, with the comfort of King Dan, they did not get angry in person.

"These two people are sitting high up in the VIP table and dare to belittle the empire's super genius in front of His Majesty the King. What are their origins?"

King Dan's face was cloudy and uncertain, and he was greatly confused.

"Half step to the Xuantian realm..." Su Wan stared at Jiang Tian's figure, her deep eyes flashing with complicated light.

"Let's take action!" Jiang Tian said calmly on the stage.

"Wait!" Song Xianglan suddenly raised her hand and looked at Jiang Tian intently, with a meaningful smile appearing on her pretty face.

"Um?"

"What is she going to do?"

There was a lot of noise around the ring, and everyone was very suspicious. They didn't understand why Song Xianglan did this.

But from the look on her face, it was obvious that she had something to say, and judging from her serious attitude, it seemed that it was not a small matter.

This made everyone more and more puzzled.

This is the semi-finals of the Tianfeng Martial Arts Association. Before the battle, is there anything that cannot be put aside for a while?

"What did Miss Song want to say?" Jiang Tian frowned slightly, also a little strange.

Song Xianglan looked deeply at Jiang Tian, ​​the light between her brows bloomed, and there was even a hint of fiery color in the depths of her pupils.

However, she did not speak directly, but turned her head and glanced in the direction of the core viewing seats, silently looking at her master, Jiang Rulan, the leader of the Tianyao Sect.

"oh?"
Chapter completed!