In addition to these people, the others are naturally several small groups of imperial nobles centered on the eldest princess, the second prince, the fourth prince and others.

The arrival of a group of masters of the subject countries has attracted the attention of many people, especially the eyes that are most invested on Sun Fei, during this time Sun Fei became famous, and obtained the command of the [Wolf Tooth Legion] with the respect of the first master of the imperial qualifying competition, and is a rising political star, more and more people are secretly studying the preferences and characteristics of His Majesty the King, and for a while they are surprised, disdainful, dignified, close, and hostile...... There are all kinds of expressions in the eyes.

The eldest princess sat on one of the few stone chairs, and under the careful protection of the purple-clothed girl Ziyan, she nodded slightly to Sun Fei from a distance.

The frosty girl Ziyan also nodded in greetings.

"Hee-hee, Alexander, you're a little late. In the coquettish laughter, the witch Paris did not have the slightest scruples, twisted her soft and slender waist and walked over in a variety of ways, and affectionately stretched out her beautiful fingers like freshly peeled jade onions and poked Sun Fei's chest, and said with a coquettish smile: "People were still talking about you with His Royal Highness Oka just now......

Sun Fei's head was big for a while, and he responded with a few words.

The witch seemed to like to tease Sun Fei more and more, and pulled Sun Fei to the front of the second prince Domingos, and talked a few words with a smile, not much Sun Fei has always had a good sense of the second prince, the two chatted in a low voice for a while, the atmosphere was very good, and finally Sun Fei returned to the master group of the subject country.

However, in the eyes of many other people, this conversation just now has become something else-King Chambord is so familiar with the second prince and Paris, and even talks and laughs in front of so many people, it seems that he has completely fallen to the side of the second prince.

Thinking of this, many people's eyes couldn't help but turn to the eldest princess.

Because everyone knows that the eldest princess is on the side of the eldest prince Arshavin in the battle for the throne of the empire.

However, no one could find anything from the expression of the eldest princess, this woman who was known as the [Imperial Female Literary Saint] and [Ice Shura] was still breezy and calm, surrounded by some nobles who were close to the eldest prince's line, sitting quietly on a stone bench covered with a soft black cashmere blanket, holding a slightly old, but looking more than a thousand pages of a book, reading with relish.

However, the nobles around the eldest princess looked at Sun Fei one by one with hostility in their eyes.

As if she felt something, the purple-clothed girl Zi Yan frowned slightly, and then slowly walked up to Sun Fei in the surprised eyes of everyone, and said something in Sun Fei's ear with a slightly affectionate attitude, and then pointed to the eldest princess in the distance.

Sun Fei couldn't laugh and cried, and nodded in agreement.

Ziyan then walked back quietly and stood beside the eldest princess.

This scene made some people who were secretly observing slightly stunned, could it be that King Chambord actually had a lot to do with the eldest princess and the eldest prince? Otherwise, how could he have such an ambiguous attitude with Ziyan, the eldest princess's personal servant? Some young nobles almost fell off their eyes, you must know that Ziyan is notoriously cold and arrogant in the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital, and it is rumored that the fourth prince once proposed to marry Ziyan, but she herself refused, how could she take the initiative to deal with King Chambord at this time?

Suddenly, the face of the fourth prince Christo on the side became extremely ugly.

Time passed slowly in such a subtle and strange atmosphere, and the Wusheng Mountain, who had brought everyone to the viewing area before, didn't know where he went, and he couldn't see a shadow, as if he had disappeared.

But everyone knows that the defense of this Martial Saint Mountain is actually extremely strict, it seems to be calm at this time, if someone dares to walk around indiscriminately, the next moment it will be a violent storm, Sun Fei can faintly feel that there is an extremely strong aura hidden everywhere in Martial Saint Mountain, and it is obvious that there are masters in defense.

In the blink of an eye, it was already close to dusk.

According to the news that circulated before, the decisive battle of the Martial Saints should have been held at dusk, but what is strange is that at this time, the two Martial Saints have not yet appeared.

Sun Fei has been observing the environment around him.

The empty grassland where everyone was was not the highest peak of Jianfeng, a hundred meters away, a stone pillar with a diameter of about fifty meters and a height of 100 meters rose into the sky, piercing into the slightly gloomy heavenly dome, this was the top of Wusheng Mountain.

If Sun Fei didn't guess wrong, then the two great martial saints should have fought at the top of this hundred-meter stone pillar.

When the time comes, everyone standing on this side of the open grass, can have an unobstructed view of this peak battle, and enjoy this peak battle without worrying about being affected by the aftermath of the battle between the two powerhouses.

Turning his head unintentionally, Sun Fei found that the fourth prince, Christo, was standing with a group of young nobles, pointing at this side, his eyes flickering, with a look of disdain, and he was smiling something.

Sun Fei shook his head, speechless for this fourth prince.

These days, Sun Fei has received a lot of information from the [Letters and Visits Office], and gradually began to understand the general situation of the imperial capital, no longer like before, knowing that the fourth prince has been unwilling to be covered by the glory of the eldest prince and the second prince, and has always wanted to compete for the throne, but unfortunately his heart is higher than the sky and his life is thinner than paper, his talent and virtue are limited but he is pretentious, he has no self-knowledge, and he thinks he is the god son favored by the gods, but in fact, in the eyes of many people, it is just a joke and a clown.

Most of the people who can appear in this open field have prominent statuses, and in comparison, the status of the twenty-three masters of the subject countries is the lowest, so they have also been discriminated against by some nobles.

Gradually, the masters of the subject countries who were scattered in twos and threes all retreated with a look of smuggling faces.

Some of them originally wanted to take this opportunity to make friends with some nobles, but who knew that after trying several times, they hit a wall, and people looked down on them from the bottom of their bones, except for a few masters who were indeed superb in strength and got a response, the others retreated in disgrace.

Sun Fei smiled slightly, this is called self-inflicted humiliation.

At this moment, there was another sound of footsteps in the distance, and everyone looked back, only to see three martial saint mountain masters wearing flaxen-colored robes and carrying Qiushui long swords walking over with more than a dozen people.

Sun Fei saw acquaintances among them again, the first few were the Spartacist Empire warriors he met when he was in the Imperial Capital Guanyi District three days ago when he was making a magic carriage to parade through the streets, and the warrior who was pierced through the shoulder by his own rebound stone was also among them, it seemed that his injuries had been completely healed, and he was alive and well between actions, without the slightest discomfort.

However, there does not seem to be the existence of the Spartacist warrior Yaquinta.

"The people of the Spartacist Empire are coming......"

"It's the people of the Spartak Martial Order, these damn bastards, how dare they appear here?"

"Don't stop me, let me kill these goddamn butchers!"

Seeing that the Spartaks dared to appear on the Wusheng Mountain, they were suddenly excited, whether it was the masters of the vassal countries or the nobles of the imperial capital, they all seemed to be indignant, at this point, the Zenit people instantly achieved unanimity with the outside world, extremely united, and some of them were even excited.

However, they were soon stopped by the masters of Martial Saint Mountain.

The atmosphere became tense for a while, but the Spartacus Imperial warriors were still extremely arrogant, especially the leading samurai in blue light armor, who said provocative words in a weird manner, and laughed unabashedly......

Sun Fei frowned slightly.

Yelena and Sun Fei simply understood a little bit of their hearts, and instantly understood what His Majesty the King meant, walked over slowly, and whispered to a few Spartak warriors: "King Alexander told you to shut up!"

"Yo, here's a beauty!"

"Hey, beautiful girl, what is your King Alexander? Call us over and let us see, hehe!"

When the Spartak warrior saw the appearance and temperament of the goddess Elena, he suddenly had a crooked thought, and a few flowery guys even deliberately laughed, for them, the two sides were hostile to each other, and it was a pleasure to be angry with this Zenit female warrior.

"Are you looking for me?" Sun Fei didn't know when he stood behind Yelena and stopped the beautiful mercenary from trying to make a move.

"Is that him?"

The first few Spartak warriors were stunned and shuddered, wasn't this the Zenit who seriously injured Senior Brother Barton that day? Damn, why did you provoke him again?

Seeing Sun Fei appear, several Spartak Empire warriors immediately retreated, not daring to say anything more.

This scene was seen in the eyes of many people, and there was already a look of worship in the eyes of some of the masters of the vassal countries, just one sentence made the damned Spartak warrior arrogant suddenly extinguished, this is the demeanor of the first master of the imperial vassal countries, and those young nobles of the imperial capital who were originally hostile to Sun Fei also softened their eyes at this time.

That's when —

"Look, it's ...... Lord Martial Saint has appeared!"

The crowd didn't know who shouted tremblingly, everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, at the top of the huge stone pillar a hundred meters away, I don't know when, two figures quietly appeared, standing quietly, as if they had been there since ancient times, but they hadn't discovered it before.

At dusk, the magic moon rises slightly.

The two martial saints fought at the top of the martial saint mountain.

They're finally here.

At this time, the night has fallen slightly, the magic moon has just risen to the level of the top of the mountain, the figures of the two strong men are imprinted in the huge and bright magic moon, fluttering like a fairy, as if the same remains of independence, the clothes are dancing and flying in the wind, only the two approximate slender silhouettes can be seen clearly, the picture is extremely beautiful, full of indescribable poetry.

Spartacus Saint Aquinta is tall, majestic as a mountain, wearing leather light armor, not dressed in such an unusual way, with his hands on his chest, his long hair like a waterfall, where the whole person stands, standing still, from a distance, it can give people an extreme sense of aggression and oppression.

And the opponent who stands quietly on the other side......

When Sun Fei saw this figure, his heart suddenly shook dramatically, his mouth grew up, and his face was full of incredulity, he definitely didn't expect that Zenit Wu Saint Krasic would be him!

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