From beginning to end, he didn't even look at anyone.
He just slowly raised his head.
His eyes looked beyond everyone, across the high platform, and towards the boundless sky.
That look was calm and indifferent.
It seemed that nothing in this world was worth bowing to.
Wujiang! Wuwang! Dustless! Wu Yuan! Wu Shang!
The five of them are like the five most dazzling stars, all shining brightly above White Jade Square, who are so talented!
They are like five mountains pressing on everyone's head. Their powerful pressure and noble posture make everyone breathe heavily!
These five people are all of orthodox royal blood, possessing the most top-notch talents and training resources. Their achievements have also put everyone under great pressure!
In the square, the previous atmosphere of lying down and giving up had disappeared.
What replaced it was a more pure, resigned silence.
"What else?"
A monk murmured to himself, his voice was not loud, but it was very clear in the quiet square.
"That's right, why are you competing?"
"If any one of the five great-great-grandchildren of the royal family comes out, we can drink a pot."
"Now five of them have appeared together. What are they doing? Clearing the place?"
"I finally understand. This Heavenly Prodigy Assembly is a party held for the children of the royal family. We are all here to make up the number."
A rough-looking man with an angry face.
A tall and thin monk next to him sneered when he heard this.
"Make up the number? Are you worthy?"
"Look at their results, 260,000! What about us? I worked so damn hard and narrowly escaped death to get more than 300."
"More than three hundred!"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, pointing to his nose.
"More than three hundred. Outside, no matter where I go, people can't call me elite?"
"But what about here? I'm fucking trash! I'm not even qualified to make up the numbers. We are the background board and the atmosphere team!"
These words caused a silence all around.
Yes.
Atmosphere group.
This word hit everyone's pain point accurately.
The results they had tried their best, even risking their lives, could not even be counted as numbers in front of these real monsters.
"Stop talking, my Daoist heart has turned into glass and will break with just one sweep."
"I want to go home."
"Damn it, if I had known it was a fight between gods, I wouldn't have come. Wouldn't it be nice to sleep at home?"
Complaints came and went.
But more people are just silent.
They looked at the five radiant great-great-grandchildren of the royal family with complicated eyes.
There is jealousy.
There is unwillingness.
But more importantly, it is powerlessness.
A feeling of powerlessness that comes from the depths of the soul when facing a natural chasm.
In the corner.
Gu Hanchuan's eyes were locked on Wujiang from beginning to end.
He stuck out his tongue and slowly licked his dry lips.
Burning in those dark eyes was a flame called "excitement".
The stronger the prey, the more interesting the hunting process will be.
Isn't it?
the other side.
Xiao Jianchen slowly closed his eyes.
The Sword Intent that soared into the sky all around him was restrained at this moment.
No longer as sharp as before.
But it has become more restrained and pure.
He just stood there quietly, his whole body like a peerless sword hidden in a sheath.
That's all if you don't get out.
Once it comes out, it will shake the world!
The faces of the great-great-grandchildren of the royal family, Wu Yuan and Wu Shang, whose records had just been broken, were not so pretty.
They looked at each other and saw deep depression in each other's eyes.
Especially for the guy named Wujiang.
This guy does this every time!
You have to wait until the end, show up with a crushing attitude, and steal everyone's limelight!
Really, so good at pretending!
On the high platform.
The prince had a panoramic view of the expressions of everyone below.
He saw the despair and resignation of ordinary monks.
I also saw Gu Hanchuan's excitement and fighting spirit.
I also saw the calmness and transformation of Xiao Jianchen.
The corners of his mouth curved into a smile of satisfaction.
He turned his head, faced the guard beside him, and spoke calmly.
"The heat is almost done."
The guard bowed his head respectfully.
"Your Majesty, can you announce that the ring battle has officially begun?"
The prince shook his head.
He picked up the tea cup at hand and blew the floating tea leaves gently.
"No rush."
"Let them feel it for a while longer."
"This feeling called despair will be of great benefit to their subsequent growth."
His voice was very soft, but it had a calmness about taking control of everything.
Although he said this, there was a sense of pride and pride in his tone.
Because, this is the superiority of royal blood!
No matter how strong those sect geniuses or family saints are, or how many dazzling achievements they achieve, they will eventually be overpowered by the royal bloodline!
He just wants everyone present to know that only their royal bloodline has the real top qualifications!
The prince turned his head and looked to the other side.
There, there is another genius who is comparable to these royal bloodlines, named Xiang Guanhong.
This Xiang Guanhong comes from General Xiang's Residence, which also has terrifying talents!
"Xiang Guanhong is not bad, but compared with the royal bloodline, it is still a little inferior!" the prince said with a faint smile.
The servant on the side also nodded very sensibly and said, "That's natural. The royal bloodline is the most elite qualification. How can it be compared to a general's mansion?"
The prince chuckled twice, and then asked the top 1,000 people to be counted, and then prepared for the next round of competition.
On the high platform, the prince slowly put down the tea cup.
The bottom of the cup made contact with the table and made a soft sound.
The sound was not loud, but it was like a signal.
The guard understood the idea and immediately took a step forward, using Qi Lun Dantian. His voice was like a bell, resounding throughout White Jade Square!
"The inventory is over!"
"There are a thousand people shortlisted for the next round!"
The voice fell.
A huge golden scroll suddenly unfolded over the square!
On the scroll, a thousand names exude a faint glow, arranged in order from top to bottom.
The ten names at the top are even more dazzling and golden!
First place: Wujiang, 260,000 pieces!
Second place: Dustless, 253,000 pieces!
Third place: Wuwang, 250,000 pieces!
Fourth place: Wu Shang, 245,000 pieces!
Fifth place: Xiang Guanhong, two hundred and forty-two thousand pieces!
Sixth place: Wu Yuan, 240,000 pieces!
Seventh place: Xiao Jianchen, 235,000 pieces!
Eighth place: Gu Hanchuan, 230,000 pieces!
Ninth place: Shi Kai, 213,000 pieces!
Tenth place: Mu Wanling, two hundred and one thousand pieces!
In the square, the dead atmosphere was broken.
Countless people raised their heads and looked at the huge list with different expressions.