"If this is the case, then why has Liyang Dynasty not confirmed the ownership of the prince until now? Is there something wrong with the eldest prince?"
If it is really like what Taoist Tianhuo explained, then the prince of Liyang Dynasty should have been designated as the eldest prince long ago.
But now, the second prince and the third prince were fighting happily, but neither the eldest prince nor the human emperor showed any sign.
"This kind of problem is very complicated. It may be a problem with the eldest prince's origin, such as impure blood."
"Or maybe your Liyang Human Emperor thinks that he is young and vigorous now, and there is no need to establish a prince."
Taoist Tianhuo also couldn't see clearly the muddy water of the Liyang royal family. These guys seemed to be mentally ill.
In his previous life, he had lived for hundreds of years and had never seen such a crazy person. Now he wanted to conspire with the blood slaves. The Human Emperor has never appeared until now.
He didn't care about the civil strife within the dynasty. The entire Western Region was about to separate, and he didn't see any action from the royal family.
"I don't think so. Since the second prince and the third prince are so concerned about this matter now, it means that they are likely to know some information, and it is related to the position of the East Palace."
Qin Changan's eyes narrowed slightly, thoughtfully. He didn't believe that the second and third princes would work so hard for a matter for which there was no news over the years.
Rumble!
Arena No. 3 was shaking continuously. All the powerful royals who controlled the formation outside the arena spat out a mouthful of blood. Their spiritual energy fluctuated, and countless cracks opened in the barrier.
It seemed that it might break at any time, but these people gritted their teeth and poured their spiritual power into the arena crazily. With the infusion of these spiritual powers, although the crumbling barrier shook crazily, it did not break.
"I surrender!"
Qian Rui kept vomiting blood, and his clothes had been broken into countless rags, hanging on his body like strips of cloth.
Green smoke was rising from his arms, and most of his hair was burned. He looked extremely embarrassed, and his breath was extremely weak.
Most of the ring beneath his feet had collapsed, and his feet were deeply sunk into the ring. The cracks spread through his feet to most of the ring.
On the other side, Situ Yuanliang's whole body was burning with billowing purple flames, as if he was like a scorching purple sun hanging high in the sky. There was a broken piece of cloth hanging on the halberd in his hand, and a wisp of blood kept sliding down.
However, most of Ziyan's armor has been broken, and a large hole is exposed in the breastplate. Even the chest is slightly sunken, and his long hair is messy and scattered behind his head.
Panting heavily, blood dripped from the corners of his eyes, blood slid down his cheeks, and dripped from his chin.
"On the third stage, Situ Yuanliang won and successfully entered the next round."
A powerful royal man quickly stepped onto the ring and announced the result of this battle. If the fight continued, those outside maintaining the barrier would be consumed to death.
A hint of helplessness flashed across his face. In the past, situations like this in the Imperial Capital Arena would only occur during decisive battles at best.
At that time, their number of people maintaining the formation will also be doubled.
I never thought that since it would be a battle among the top 16, there would be a battle of this level.
Is this really just a battle between spiritual heroes?
"The third prince seems to be injured. Tomorrow is the eight-to-four battle. Can his injuries be recovered?"
"Yes, it looks quite serious. If I can't recover, the outcome of tomorrow's battle may not be known..."
"It seems that I have to think carefully when I put down the money tonight. I still hope to make a fortune from this Royal Capital Arena Tournament." "Huh, what do you know? He is the third prince, and there are still few healing medicines in the royal family.
? This injury is indeed a problem for us, but for him it can be solved with two pills."
As the battle on the third stage ended, the crowd below began a new round of discussion. None of them were surprised by the result.
But looking at the third prince's almost bloody chest, their eyelids were still twitching wildly. He was worthy of being the leader of An Liang's army, since he could severely injure the third prince.
Compared with him, Chen Xiannian, who had high hopes, was far inferior.
Among the crowd, Chen Xiannian, whose injuries had been basically stabilized, looked at this scene with deep eyes. Listening to the comments of the people around him, there was a murderous aura in his eyes.
After taking a deep look at Qian Rui and then at Qin Changan, he withdrew from the crowd and walked towards the city guard's station.
When things got to this point, he had no shame in staying here any longer.
"What the hell, Qin Ze who appeared out of nowhere can't beat him. He has the nerve to show off here. I don't know who is showing off that stinky face."
"That's right, look at Commander Qian Rui. Although he was defeated in the end, he severely injured the third prince. His defeat was fair and aboveboard. This guy was thrown into the ring without even touching the corner of his clothes. If it weren't for
If Prime Minister Fang takes action, he might have turned into a corpse now."
"Who calls someone a big official? Maybe he doesn't bother to fight with such a person."
As soon as he turned around, there was a lot of discussion among the crowd around him, and some even spat at his back.
His eyes were full of sarcasm.
"..."
Chen Xiannian clenched his fist tightly, his sharp fingertips already dug into his palm, and wisps of blood continued to overflow from the gaps in his fingers, and finally dripped on the ground.
The bottom of his eyes contained terrifying murderous intent.
Qin Ze? Just wait. If I let you walk out of the imperial capital alive, my job as captain of the city guard will be in vain.
During his decades in the imperial capital, when had he ever been insulted like this? These guys had always fawned over and flattered him when they saw him.
This is because he has become the target of public criticism just because he lost an arena match. The reputation he has worked hard to accumulate for decades has been ruined.
Thinking of this, it was like a thorn piercing his heart, and waves of heart palpitations continued to spread from his chest to his mind.
If it hadn't been for that bastard's sneak attack, in terms of frontal strength, he wouldn't have believed that he was no match for Qin Ze.
Before walking out of this area, he stopped and looked at Qin Ze's position with gloomy eyes. Looking at the figure behind him, he had murderous aura emanating from him.
Um?
Qin Changan's brows furrowed slightly, and an uncomfortable feeling arose in his heart, as if he was being targeted by something. He slowly withdrew his gaze from the arena, and followed his intuition and looked towards the area where Chen Xiannian was.
.
But when he looked over, Chen Xiannian had already turned around and left. He saw nothing, and the murderous aura had disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Is it my misunderstanding?
Qin Changan frowned tightly and glanced around again, but still found nothing. In the end, he could only think that he was too nervous and had an illusion.