For example, the stronger martial saints are rarely willing to participate in such battles.
For them, the so-called resources and rights are useless. Only the supreme martial arts is their pursuit.
For example, Old Man Yunxiao once refused the Fengwang royal family's attempts to win over him.
But now Old Man Yunxiao has actually taken refuge in Prince Tai's command, which Prince Wu doesn't understand.
Prince Tai's power is not the strongest among the princes of the Feng royal family. This is the most difficult thing for Prince Wu to understand.
"My lord, what matters now is not why Old Man Yunxiao joined forces with Prince Tai, but what to do next."
The middle-aged man standing next to Prince Wu slowly spoke.
"Mr. Lin, please explain clearly."
Prince Wu said.
The middle-aged man whom he called Mr. Lin heard this and continued to speak.
"My lord, you must have heard that martial saints have different realms, and the gap in strength is also huge. For example, when a middle-grade martial saint faces a low-grade martial saint, one against three, one against four,
It’s all a piece of cake.”
"Mid-level Martial Saint, is he really that strong?"
Prince Wu said with some disbelief.
A low-grade martial saint was someone he had to spend a lot of money to win over. The Ying Hao he roped in was only a low-grade martial saint, but it also cost him a huge price to win over.
He has seen the strength of low-grade martial saints before. They are already extraordinary and ordinary people. In a war, one martial saint's action can change the situation of a battlefield.
But the middle-grade Martial Saint is actually so much more powerful than the lower-grade Martial Saint?
Prince Wu knows that Old Man Yunxiao is a middle-grade Martial Saint.
"This rumor is indeed true, and before Master Ying went into seclusion, he specifically told me that Old Man Yunxiao's current strength is no longer comparable to that of an ordinary mid-level Martial Saint. He has already vaguely stepped into the
It’s a higher realm.”
Mr. Lin said.
"A higher realm."
Upon hearing these words, Prince Wu's eyes widened, and it took him a long time to utter these four words.
"Top-grade Martial Saint!"
When he said these four words, Prince Wu felt like a big mountain was pressing down on him.
A top-grade Martial Saint is a legendary existence. It is the pinnacle of the entire Blood Martial World. The peak Martial Saint is an existence that can be encountered but cannot be sought. The Blood Martial World often has no such thing in an era.
A peak martial saint exists.
The last peak Martial Saint was the Zhantian Martial Lord.
In this world, there is no peak martial saint. The top-grade martial saint is the strongest in the entire blood martial world.
Old Man Yunxiao was originally a middle-grade Martial Saint, but now he actually wants to step into a higher realm. Doesn't that mean that Old Man Yunxiao will become a high-grade Martial Saint?
"Why would a top-grade Martial Saint help that loser Prince Tai! Why!"
Prince Wu's face looked a little ferocious.
A top-grade martial saint.
If you choose to support him, he can ascend the throne within three days and no one can stop him. But now he is actually supporting his opponent, the Prince of Thailand.
"Your Majesty, Prince Tai now has Old Man Yunxiao to help him. Even if you, together with the Third Prince and the Nineteenth Prince join forces, you may not be his opponent. For you, you must recruit other strong people to help you."
Mr. Lin said from the side.
"I know what kind of strong person can I win over to compete with the high-grade martial saints? Even our Fengguo royal family doesn't pay attention to those high-grade martial saints. What capital do I have to win over them?"
When Prince Wu heard this, he couldn't help but said.
"Although there are still several ancestors in our royal family who are of such strength and level, those ancestors don't care about me at all, let alone help me."
Prince Wu knew very well that it cost him a lot to win over a low-level martial saint. It was not easy to win over a stronger person.
"Your Majesty, I happened to meet some strange people. If Your Majesty has their help, I can fight against Old Man Yunxiao."
Mr. Lin suddenly smiled and said.
"Strange person?"
Prince Wu frowned and said.
"What kind of strange person can fight against a top-grade Martial Saint?"
"The prince will know it as soon as he sees it."
After Mr. Lin finished speaking, he shouted outside.
"Master Yin, please come in."
From outside the palace, a young man slowly stepped into it. Even Prince Wu had never seen this young man. The blue clothes he wore were completely different from those in the world of blood martial arts.
"Who are you?"
Prince Wu looked at the strange dress of the young man in front of him and asked involuntarily.
"My name is Yin Yun. I heard that the prince was in trouble, so I came here to help him."
Yin Yun glanced at Prince Wu and said.
"Help me? Your Excellency is very talkative. Now that you are here, you know what kind of trouble this king has encountered, right? That old man Yunxiao is a nearly top-grade martial saint. Can you compete with him?"
There was also some disbelief in Prince Wu's tone.
Old Man Yunxiao is a strong man who has been famous for a long time.
Any strong Martial Saint has been famous in the world of blood martial arts for a long time. Although the Yin Yun in front of him was dressed strangely, Prince Wu had never heard of such a strong Martial Saint.
A strange man suddenly appeared and said he could compete with a top-grade martial saint, but Prince Wu didn't believe it in his heart.
"Your Majesty, Master Yin's strength is beyond your imagination."
Suddenly, Mr. Lin next to him spoke.
"Mr. Lin, you!"
Upon hearing this tone, Prince Wu's expression suddenly changed.
This tone meant that Mr. Lin had betrayed him and joined Yin Yun in front of him.
"My lord, don't panic. Since you don't believe in my strength, just take a look."
Yin Yun said with a smile, waved his hand, and saw an old man wrapped in black robes appearing next to him.
The old man in black robe appeared and saluted Yin Yun.
The moment he saw the old man in black robe appeared, Prince Wu's eyes revealed a look of disbelief.
"This is, Master Ying, you also..."
This old man in black robe is the Martial Saint Ying Hao whom Prince Wu invited at great cost.
But now it seems that even such a martial saint has taken refuge under Yin Yun.
Then, more figures appeared around Yin Yun. Each time one of these figures appeared, the horror in Prince Wu's eyes became deeper.
"Fu Sheng Wu Sheng!"
"The Mighty Martial Saint!"
"Master Tianyuan Mountain!"
The names of these figures are all heard by Prince Wu like thunder. They are all martial saints in the capital of Feng Kingdom, especially the Lord of Tianyuan Mountain, who is the martial saint behind the nineteen princes.