Chapter 420: Chapter 420 Central Region Power
There were sparring rings set up everywhere in Golden Eagle City. It was convenient to settle personal grudges when there were conflicting martial practitioners without harming the citizens.
"Shall we go take a look as well?" Lei Ming suggested.
"Alright! We can also take a look at the true power of the people here." Ye Liuyun agreed.
"Isn’t it still the same as the five continents? There isn’t much difference either!" Lei Yin said indifferently. She already sensed it when they were fighting, and she felt that there wasn’t much difference.
"That may not be the case. This is the Royal City. A place where the elites gather. You mustn’t underestimate the Central Region! After all, the resources here are much better than that of the five continents. I don’t believe that there are no talents. It’s just that we haven’t met them yet."
Ye Liuyun’s analysis was for Lei Ming to hear. At the same time, he was also reminding her not to be careless when fighting in the future.
They immediately stopped ordering and went out of the restaurant to watch the competition. Along the way, they heard many people talking about it.
"Xiong Batian is making trouble again. This time, he came to find Qiao Wenxian of the Qiao Clan. He’s about to taste some defeat!"
"That’s right! Xiong Batian just can’t stand a few days without getting beaten up!"
Ye Liuyun and the others couldn’t help but laughed when they heard that. It seemed that Xiong Batian was someone who went to fight with others for no reason. This time, he met a tough opponent.
Before Ye Liuyun and the others had reached the arena, he had already seen the two people in the arena from a distance with his Divine Sense. One of them was gentle and refined, and the other was carrying two big axes on his shoulder, looking casual.
He said rudely, "Qiao Wenxian, you gigolo. If you don’t dare to fight, you’d better get out of here. Don’t dawdle here."
"It seems that this quiet young man is Qiao Wenxian. The other one should be Xiong Batian." Ye Liuyun discovered that both of them were at the Early-stage of the Astral Realm.
His cultivation speed could be considered fast, but it was not as high as their realms. Although he had met many masters in the Astral Realm, they were usually above the age of 30. However, these two people were obviously only in their twenties. This was enough to show that the cultivation conditions here in the Central Region were much better than that in the five continents.
Qiao Wenxian seemed to be used to his attitude and ignored him. He just said lightly, "Don’t worry. It’s not too late to wait for the princess to come. Didn’t you promise to let her be a witness?"
"You only know how to rely on women!" Although Xiong Batian was not going easy on him, he still threw the axe aside and sat down on the stage to wait.
Not long after, Ye Liuyun heard the sound of armors shaking and steps that were in unison. He knew that it was a group of soldiers coming over. In the middle of the group of soldiers, there was a carriage protecting them.
Then, a lot of people talking about it. "The Ninth Princess is here!"
"It’s said that the Ninth Princess is extremely beautiful!"
"Do you want to die?! It is said that someone once took a look at the princess and her eyes were gouged out."
Ye Liuyun couldn’t help but have a bad impression of the Ninth Princess when he heard that.
After the carriage stopped, the person in the carriage did not get out of the carriage. Instead, it was a soldier who directly pulled open the curtain. The Ninth Princess in the carriage directly sat in the carriage and watched the competition.
Xiong Batian also picked up his axe and stood up. "Gigolo, can we fight now? The person who came to support you is here now!"
"Batian, you are bullying others again!" A delicate voice came from inside the carriage, with some complaints.
Ye Liuyun felt that the voice was too fake, so he didn’t even want to look at the appearance of the Ninth Princess in the carriage. He just paid attention to the two people on the stage.
"I wonder who is the one bullying?! This gigolo is just as horrible as I am. This is a fair battle. Besides, we have already made an appointment for this battle."
"Mr. Qiao, you don’t have to be polite when you fight with him. You’d better beat him up so that our Royal City can be in peace for a few days!" The Ninth Princess said to Qiao Wenxian coquettishly.
"Don’t worry, Your Highness. I will definitely satisfy you," Qiao Wenxian replied politely.
Ye Liuyun originally had a good impression of these two people. However, when he heard Qiao Wenxian’s words, he knew that it was not wrong for Xiong Batian to call him a gigolo. It was obvious that this person had abandoned his own dignity in order to pursue the Ninth Princess.
At this moment, Qiao Wenxian took out his sword from his Interspatial Ring.
On the other hand, Xiong Batian was not distracted at all. After seeing that he was ready, he waved his axes and attacked him like a forceful wind.
As for Qiao Wenxian, he struck out with his sword. The sword flashed around him, and he defended himself tightly.
As soon as their Genuine Condensation Phase burst out, Ye Liuyun immediately felt the power of bloodline of the two people. So he opened Golden Phantom Eyes and looked at them.
He discovered that Xiong Batian’s power of bloodline was not completely activated. Instead, most of it was sealed by external forces. As for Qiao Wenqian, he had already activated all of his power of bloodline and barely managed to tie with Xiong Batian. Therefore, Ye Liuyun naturally paid more attention to Xiong Batian.
"The power of bloodline of these two people is not that simple!" Wu Qingcheng also felt the power of bloodline and said with some emotion.
Ye Liuyun nodded. Wu Qingcheng’s power of bloodline was about the same as theirs. It was about thirty percent of his power. If Xiong Batian’s power of bloodline was fully activated, it could almost reach sixty to seventy percent of his.
"This man is not simple!" Ye Liuyun noticed that not only was Xiong Batian’s bloodline complicated, but the quality of his Genuine Condensation Phase was also very strong. His realm was only at the middle stage of the Early-stage Astral Realm, while Qiao Wenxian was at the later stage of the Early-stage Astral Realm. On the contrary, the quality of his Genuine Condensation Phase was not as good as Xiong Batian’s, so he did not dare to fight him head-on.
"Mr. Qiao, why are you being beaten by Batian?" The Ninth Princess’ voice came out again. Other people did not dare to make a sound because they were afraid of affecting their fight. However, she had nothing to worry about.
Ye Liuyun frowned. He was extremely disgusted with the voice of the Ninth Princess. He was obviously very dissatisfied with what she had done. However, this was not his battle, and it was not up to him to lose his temper.
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"Batian, are you going to lose?" At this time, the Ninth Princess’ voice sounded again.
Many people in the audience frowned secretly, but no one dared to stop them.
"You little b*tch, if you continue to talk, I’ll chop you in half!" Xiong Batian was not polite at all.
"It seems like Xiong Batian’s background isn’t simple either. He actually dared to scold the princess in public!" Ye Liuyun guessed in his heart.
The Ninth Princess did not restrain herself upon hearing that. Instead, she shouted even louder. "Oh! Batian, I’m just worried about you. Why don’t you understand my good intentions?" However, her voice was full of sarcasm. Obviously, she was deliberately disturbing Xiong Batian’s mood.
At this time, Qiao Wenxian gained the upper hand because of Xiong Batian’s splitting technique, he seized the opportunity to attack as fast as he could, pressing down on Xiong Batian.
Xiong Batian didn’t dare to be distracted and immediately focused on his opponent. He immediately took the risk to fight back when he saw that he was at a disadvantage. He then stabbed Qiao Wenxian in the back, forcing him to retreat again. His hand, which was holding the sword, was numb and almost slipped out of his hand.