The first yellow soul ring on Zhu Zhuyue's body shone brightly, and her five fingers turned into five sharp daggers, striking at Zhu Zhuqing.

Seeing the oncoming attack, Zhu Zhuqing closed his eyes in despair.

She didn't know if Dai Yao would come to save her.

After nine years of forbearance, Dai Yao finally became a great soul master and had a glimmer of hope of revenge against the queen. If he came today, he could only be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate.

After all, in the world's perception, it is impossible for a first-ring soul master to defeat a great soul master.

On both sides of the scale, one side has devoted nine years to revenge, and the other side is her. She doesn’t know what choice Dai Yao will make.

However, she selfishly hopes that Dai Yao can come over. Even just seeing him in the audience is enough to prove that she has a certain place in Dai Yao's heart.

The hundred claws of the netherworld with the aura of death were getting closer and closer, and Zhu Zhuqing's heart gradually sank to the bottom.

It seems that Dai Yao will not come to save her...

A white lightning flashed across the sky quickly and fell into the center of the arena, stirring up thick smoke and dust.

This surprising change immediately attracted people's attention. Many people stood up, stood at the fence and poked their heads out, trying to see clearly what had just happened.

In the scene, Zhu Zhuyue's beautiful eyebrows frowned, and she noticed a familiar atmosphere in the smoke and dust.

That is the aura of the White Tiger Martial Spirit.

When the smoke dispersed, a white shield appeared.

The shield disappeared, and Zhu Zhuqing was surrounded by a figure.

Seeing this scene, many noble soul masters in the audience were upset, wondering why they had missed such a good opportunity to be so attentive, and let this person seize the opportunity.

When the man turned around, Zhu Zhuyue recognized the person and said in surprise: "Dai Yao?!"

"Dai Yao?! Isn't he the fourth prince?"

"Is it that notorious incompetent person?"

This name caused a discussion in the audience. The fourth prince was recognized as an incompetent person in the academy. Countless people challenged him, but he refused.

The man in the field was completely different from the one he imagined.

With his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, his heroic appearance exudes an indomitable self-confidence. He is obviously a beautiful young man, but how can he be associated with the name of a coward.

Even Zhu Zhuyue in the field was brilliant.

Looking at the seriously injured Zhu Zhuqing, Dai Yao said guiltily: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened his eyes. The familiar face was right in front of him, and tears burst out of his eyes.

"I'll send you off first, you heal your injuries first, and leave the rest to me." Dai Yao comforted him in a gentle tone.

"No, you haven't obtained the soul ring yet, so you can't defeat them." Zhu Zhuqing advised worriedly, regardless of the pain in his body.

"Trust me, nothing will happen."

Just when he turned around and wanted to send Zhu Zhuqing off the stage, Zhu Zhuyue stopped him and said, "Are you too presumptuous? This is obviously a duel between me and my sister. You just stepped in and you don't take me seriously."

Got it!"

"Aren't you treating Zhuqing like this just to force me to show up? Well, now I accept your invitation to duel, how about I replace Zhuqing?"

Dai Yao knew their purpose and simply agreed to their request.

"Okay!" Zhu Zhuyue's beautiful eyes shone.

He has been sending people to challenge Dai Yao for two years, but he has never accepted the challenge. Today, he seized the opportunity and used Zhu Zhuqing to force him out. He must not be let back, lest he become a coward again and shrink for another three years.

The second prince, who had been expressionless off the court, finally spoke up and said to Zhu Zhuyue: "Zhuyue, come down and let the fat man go up and fight."

In the battle with Zhu Zhuqing just now, Zhu Zhuyue used her soul power unlimitedly in order to achieve the killing effect, but now she only has less than 30% left.

Moreover, he heard that Dai Yao has a self-created soul skill that can increase his speed. His speed is even comparable to that of agility and attack type soul masters. Coupled with the physical increase brought by the White Tiger Martial Spirit, Zhu Zhuyue's chances of winning are not high now.

To be on the safe side, it would be better to send a level 25 fat guy.

In fact, he prefers to do it by himself. This is the foolproof way.

But he had to take into account the thoughts of the onlookers. It was really detrimental to his reputation for the dignified second prince to bully a first-level soul master with his status as a great soul master.

His current target is only the eldest prince, and he is already at a disadvantage. If his reputation is ruined, then there is really no hope.

When the Kangxi Dynasty competed for the crown prince position, the weak eighth prince managed his own reputation and gained the reputation of the Eight Wise Kings, which posed a great threat to Yongzheng, who was still the fourth prince at the time.

The fat man said with hunger and thirst: "Thank you, Your Highness!"

In the past three years, Dai Yao has been practicing day and night, and he has been cursing and provoking day and night, trying to provoke Dai Yao to fight with him, which even delayed a lot of his training time. He also hated that little tortoise.

Teeth itch.

Today he finally got what he wanted, he wanted Dai Yao to taste the resentment he had accumulated over the past two years.

The fat man jumped onto the stage and looked at Dai Yao with evil intentions: "You brat, I thought you would always stay in your lair! I can't tell, you are still a lover!"

He still admires Dai Yao for risking his life to save Zhu Zhuqing.

However, Dai Yao ignored him at all, just looked at Dai Yaming and said coldly:

"What happened today must be paid with blood! Since you sent him to power, I will charge some interest first."

The fat man who was ignored by Dai Yao was completely angry. What is so arrogant about a one-ring soul master:

"You brat, cherish the time you have now. You can't even think of leaving the arena standing today!"

Possessed by the martial spirit, a powerful aura centered on the fat man and spread to the surroundings.

Many first-ring soul masters felt the huge pressure and sighed for Dai Yao's ignorance. Even though they were so far apart, they could feel the pressure. How could Dai Yao, who was so close, be under less pressure?

.

It is impossible for a first-level soul master to overcome the level gap and defeat a great soul master.

Not only is there a gap in soul power, there is also a missing soul ring skill.

The fat man said to Dai Yao arrogantly: "Twenty-fifth level war spirit master, spirit war mammoth, please give me your advice!"

An equally powerful momentum burst out from Dai Yao's body.

After being possessed by the martial spirit, Dai Yao did not bow, but directly put on a fighting posture, his face as cold as ice, and his eyes fixed on the fat man: "Dai Yao, level 20 fighting spirit master, martial spirit white tiger!"

Being stared at by Dai Yao like this, Fatty also felt a little flustered, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

"Is this the legendary shrunken turtle?" Someone rubbed his eyes and asked his companions in disbelief.

The companion was also stunned and said uncertainly: "It seems, right?!"

"How old is he! He has already reached level 20 soul power!"
Chapter completed!