The monk, dressed in white, walked step by step towards the platform. His posture was upright, his waist slender, but his chest...
mediocre.
He is a man.
Since it wasn't a woman, the possibility of it being " Lianxin " is naturally ruled out.
Upon seeing the newcomers, the Profound Alliance cultivators all frowned. They were completely unfamiliar with them, feeling nothing but utter strangers.
But just because they are strangers doesn't mean the Ancient Alliance cultivators also feel unfamiliar with them.
Upon seeing the young man in white stepping forward, the cultivators of the Ancient Alliance were all invigorated.
"It was him!"
" Ming Shou has arrived. In the end, he will still be the pride of our Ancient Alliance, hahaha!"
"Since Lianxin dares not accept the challenge, then let the prodigy of my Ancient Alliance take her place!"
The newcomer was none other than Ming Shou, one of the Ten Heroes of the Ancient Realm, who had come from Seven Treasures Teahouse.
Seeing the unusually excited members of the Ancient Alliance, even if the Profound Alliance Ancient Alliance didn't recognize this young man, they could tell from his expressions and demeanor that he must be a prodigy within the Ancient Alliance!
Watching the young man's retreating figure, the Profound Alliance cultivators felt a pang of sadness, and a sense of loss inevitably arose in their hearts.
The Lianxin they longed for...
In the end, he didn't dare to accept the challenge.
It's easy to imagine how the Ancient Alliance will ridicule the Profound Alliance cultivators after today.
In the future, when they see cultivators from the Ancient Alliance, they probably won't even be able to lift their heads.
well...
A sense of powerlessness washed over everyone; they clenched their fists, but there was nothing they could do.
They can't exactly go up on stage and attack the Your Highness Sixty-Four, can they?
You must be joking!
They are well aware of their own limitations.
It's hateful that they can only watch as the geniuses of the Ancient Alliance shine brightly, only to be mercilessly mocked by them afterwards.
Some people have even decided to leave.
They didn't even need to look; they already knew how it would end.
Rather than waiting here for nothing and being humiliated, it's better to leave now and suffer less insult.
Yet, I was also somewhat looking forward to the outcome of the match between the two on stage.
On the platform, Ming Shou stepped forward and appeared above, his gaze locking onto the slender and seemingly harmless Your Highness Sixty-Four.
Similar to Human Race, Alien Race also have differences in appearance.
The Your Highness Sixty-Five was short as a child, but robust, while the Your Highness Sixty-Four was tall and slender, his tail hook swaying lightly, able to wrap around his waist twice, making him look as if he would break at the slightest touch.
If it were Human Race, one could say that the young man was as graceful as a willow in the Fufeng, but when placed on most of the robust Alien Race, he would appear particularly weak.
At this moment, the Your Highness Sixty-Four also slowly turned his gaze to Ming Shou.
Neither of them made a sound as they assessed their opponent's strength.
" Lianxin for the future, then I will fight you. How about it?"
After a moment, Ming Shou suddenly spoke, speaking softly to the Your Highness Sixty-Four.
He smiled, and his eyes and voice revealed absolute confidence.
Judging from his discreet observation and assessment just now, he didn't think he would lose.
Or rather...
He believed that the victor of this battle would surely be him, the Ancient Realm Ming Shou!
"You?"
The Your Highness Sixty-Four narrowed his eyes.
Although the arrival of this young man was quite a spectacle, many cultivators on the Human Race were extremely excited, as if they had welcomed a savior.
But not everyone is qualified to be his opponent.
The reason why the Your Highness Sixty-Four chose to challenge Lianxin was also a tacit admission of the other party's strength.
The Your Highness Sixty-Four knew his Sixty-Fifth cousin exceptionally well.
Although Sixty-Five was not as strong as him, he was not much weaker. Moreover, Sixty-Five was always cunning and would not linger in battle if he saw that the situation was not good. Even his cousins who were ranked in the fifties had to praise his ability to escape.
But he died at the hands of this Lianxin.
This indicates that the Human Race named Lianxin is definitely not an ordinary Human Race prodigy, and deserves his attention.
But this young Human Race before me?
The Your Highness Sixty-Four glanced at him dismissively, not believing that the other was qualified to be his opponent.
"Yes, it's me."
Ming Shou gently raised his chin. He had clearly seen the Your Highness Sixty-Four's disdain for him, but he was not angry.
He had long heard that while these Alien Race were indeed despicable, as a living race, they naturally possessed their own unique characteristics.
Regardless of which one, all the prodigies among the Alien Race are incredibly proud, especially this royal family with its purple-gold horn, who must be even more arrogant.
After all, their talents are truly extraordinary, and ordinary people simply cannot catch their eye.
But this is only for now.
Ming Shou's lips curled up slightly, exuding confidence.
He believed that once he personally defeated the Your Highness Sixty-Four, the prince would no longer dare to underestimate him.
He will eventually let these people, these Alien Race, witness firsthand the strength of their hidden imperial clan!
However, the Your Highness Sixty-Four burst out laughing upon hearing his words.
His face held an undisguised sneer and mockery.
A slightly hoarse, chilling voice from Alien Race slowly echoed across the platform.
"You? Sorry... I don't think you're qualified to be my opponent."
The Your Highness Sixty-Four was exceptionally direct.
Faced with such contempt, like a crimson lizard walking upright, Ming Shou stopped talking nonsense, his face turned cold, and with a slight shift of his toes, he steadied himself and unleashed a powerful slash!
A crescent moon hangs in the sky, its gleaming blade, as bright as a half-moon, carrying a sharp and domineering Saber Intent. Ming Shou the force to break through a thousand armies, it hurtles straight toward the face of the Your Highness Sixty-Four.
This strike was incredibly powerful!
Some of the onlookers, even those who weren't directly confronted by the blade, felt a stinging pain as if their skin were being sliced open.
It's obvious without even thinking that this cultivator from the Ancient Alliance has already refined his Saber Intent to a level that cuts deep and penetrating!
There were also many senior practitioners specializing in Saber Intent present. As soon as they saw Ming Shou make a move, they knew he was extraordinary, and their eyes lit up.
"Good!"
"What a powerful and domineering strike!"
The white-robed youth's cultivation level was only around the King Realm Third Layer, but the power of this strike was approaching that of the King Realm Fifth Level. In fact, one could faintly glimpse his Saber Intent, which had reached the King Realm High Stage.
Even the seniors present, whose realms had long surpassed the King Realm, couldn't help but marvel at the young man on the platform.
It's important to understand that once you reach the King Realm, crossing borders is no longer a simple matter.
The higher the level of understanding, the greater the gap between them.
Usually, a difference of one level is like a watershed.
Those who reach this level and can still cross boundaries are all geniuses among geniuses.
Seeing the crescent-shaped, meteor-like blade of light, no one dared to look away. Even those who were about to leave couldn't help but stop and wait, anticipating the effect of this strike.
How could the Your Highness Sixty-Four of this Alien Race possibly withstand such a powerful Saber Intent?
In the blink of an eye, the blade was already close to the Your Highness Sixty-Four. Ming Shou's sword fell, carrying a terrifying sharpness.
But the Your Highness Sixty-Four showed no reaction whatsoever. He merely lifted his eyelids slightly, completely unperturbed, even...
You could still vaguely see the contempt that flashed across his scarlet eyes.
He slowly raised his hand, his fingertips gradually pointing upwards, to shield himself.
bite!