He stared at the two women walking slowly, his eyes full of scrutiny and suspicion.
"As the nineteenth generation great-great-grandchildren of the royal family, we have never been given this order."
"Who are they?"
"Where did it come from?"
This question is also a question on the minds of several other great-great-grandchildren of the royal family.
The five of them are the most outstanding beings among the young generation of the royal family and the hope for the future.
But even they have never heard of such two figures beside His Majesty Saint Emperor!
This is completely unreasonable!
Everyone's eyes subconsciously focused on Wujiang, who had always been calm and indifferent, as if nothing was bothering him.
He is the first of the five.
This time too, Heavenly Prodigy Assembly is now the well-deserved number one!
But at this moment.
This first genius finally had cracks on his iceberg face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.
His eyes that had been looking at the sky slowly lowered for the first time.
His gaze passed over the countless moving heads and landed precisely on the two women.
Especially Youruo, who is wearing a long blue dress and has a gentle temperament.
Wujiang's brows furrowed almost unnoticeably.
In his perception, this woman doesn't seem very strong?
But another lively girl, Xie Purou, is a completely different story.
Facing tens of thousands of looks from the audience that were either shocked, jealous, or probing.
Not only did she not feel any discomfort, but she looked around with great interest, her big and smart eyes shining with the excitement of watching the fun and not being too big a deal.
She even winked playfully at the ugly-faced royal great-great-grandchildren.
That expression seemed to be saying something.
What?
Not convinced?
This time, Wu Shang's temper was immediately aroused!
His face instantly became so gloomy that water dripped from his face, and the aura around him began to become unstable!
However.
Wujiang just glanced at him lightly.
Wu Shang It was like being poured a basin of cold water on him, and he calmed down instantly, but his eyes were still frighteningly fierce.
Wujiang withdrew his gaze and locked it on the two women again.
His eyes were no longer the indifferent look he had before, looking down at the ants.
Rather, it is an unprecedented doubt.
Because, in his opinion, these two women are just the cultivation level of Middle Stage God King. On the surface, there is really nothing special about them.
This is also what puzzles him the most!
Because, they own Saint Emperor's Imperial Decree!
That is a gift from His Majesty, and it is absolutely impossible to fake it!
In other words, His Majesty Saint Emperor valued them in some aspects and felt that they were qualified to enter the finals, so he gave them Saint Emperor's Imperial Decree?
"Could it be said that their superficial realm is just an illusion, but they actually hide it deeply?"
Thinking of this, Wujiang's eyes became solemn.
"In this case, I want to see what virtues and abilities these two women have to win His Majesty's favor?!"
Wujiang's eyes Divine Capital became even colder.
As a member of the royal family, he did not enjoy the honor of receiving Saint Emperor's Imperial Decree. That was a treatment he could not imagine!
Why do these two people own it?
The eyes of the other royal bloodlines looking at Youruo and Xie Purou were full of unkindness and provocation.
In front of others, they can still maintain the sense of superiority of royal blood and look down on others.
But in front of Saint Emperor's Imperial Decree, the nobility of their royal bloodline seems insignificant!
This makes them feel very aggrieved!
The only way to let them breathe out is undoubtedly to defeat them in the ring and prove that they are stronger than these two!
These five aura-enhanced great-great-grandchildren of the royal family have gathered together.
Their faces looked uglier than the last.
Especially Wu Shang, who has the hottest temper. He lowered his voice, but the unhappiness in his tone almost overflowed.
"I think they are just being mysterious!"
"Middle Stage God King's cultivation, what kind of disturbance can it cause?"
"I think I just got lucky. I got Saint Emperor's Imperial Decree from somewhere, and I want to come here to pretend to be powerful!"
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and his fists clenched loudly.
"If I meet them in the arena later, I will have to tear off their faces to see what's hidden underneath!"
"Shut up."
Wujiang, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.
His voice was cold and without any emotion, but it made the irritable Wu Shang calm down instantly.
Wujiang's eyes were still locked on Youruo and Xie Purou in the distance, their eyes were terrifyingly deep.
"Do you think that anyone can get His Majesty's Royal Order Saint Emperor?"
His rhetorical question made the other four people feel trembling.
Yes.
That's Saint Emperor's Imperial Decree.
Represents the will of today's Saint Emperor.
How could it be shown to others so easily?
Wu Yuan's face also became extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice.
"Wujiang is right."
"This matter is full of weirdness."
"Saint Emperor It is impossible for His Majesty to give the royal decree to two unknown women for no reason. There must be a reason behind this that we don't know."
Another great-great-grandson of the royal family, Dustless, analyzed calmly at this time.
"There are two possibilities."
"First, their backgrounds are beyond our imagination, to the point where even His Majesty Saint Emperor would treat them with courtesy."
As soon as this guess came out, even he himself thought it was ridiculous.
Looking at the whole world, what other force can make Saint Emperor be treated like this?
"Second."
Dustless's tone became more serious.
"They themselves have enough value to make His Majesty Saint Emperor look upon them with new eyes."
"For example, some kind of unknown terrifying talent, or... hiding the true strength."
This possibility made the breathing of several people present become heavier.
Hidden strength?
What level does it have to be to have the strength that even Saint Emperor values?
Wuwang frowned and added.
"I prefer the second option."
"Look at the girl in the purple skirt. The way she looks at us, there is no awe, no fear, just... pure excitement of wanting to fight with us."
"This is not the look a weak person should have."
"A true weakling, even if he can pretend to be calm when facing us, can never hide the fear deep in his eyes!"
"But she didn't."
"She is very calm, so calm... it makes people feel scared!"
After listening to Wuwang's analysis, Wu Shang, who originally clamored to tear each other's face apart, also fell silent.
He recalled Xie Purou's playful and provocative wink just now, and an inexplicable chill ran down his back.
That's really not an act.
It was a gesture born of absolute confidence.
A gesture that treats them as the same level, or even... prey!