As Yang Xuanwu's words fell, countless blazing eyes fell on the three figures in the arena in the audience.

Everyone knows Yang Tianzhao and Yang Shengfei very well, and these two brothers have always been the most powerful contenders for the crown prince.

Yang Tianzhao is thoughtful and world-minded, and has the style of a prince, but Yang Shengfei is very arrogant.

There is no doubt that compared to these two, Yang Tianzhao is more suitable to become the crown prince.

Zhou Qing looked at the field, with a thoughtful look on his face, whether it was Yang Tianzhao or Yang Shengfei, Zhou Qing was very familiar with the two of them.

Neither of those two people is a fuel-efficient lamp, although on the surface, Yang Tianzhao almost occupies the right time and place this time, and ascending to the position of the crown prince seems to be a low-hanging fruit for him.

After all, Yang Tianzhao had an excellent reputation in the imperial capital, and besides, He Gan, the vice president of Tianzong Academy, was on his side, and He Qian was a strong man in the Linggang Realm.

In the entire Tianyu Dynasty, the Linggang Realm represented the top power.

The strength of a Linggang Realm powerhouse is much more terrifying than that of the four major families in the imperial capital, you must know that the strongest of the four major families is only the strength of the Purple Mansion Realm.

Compared to Yang Tianzhao, Yang Shengfei was undoubtedly weaker, after all, there didn't seem to be a powerhouse in the Linggang Realm on his side.

On the martial arts platform, Yang Shengfei's handsome cheeks had a faint smile, and he didn't seem to be aware of the eyes around him.

"It's strange, this Yang Shengfei seems to be the one who really has the chance to win. Zhou Qing looked at the confident smile on Yang Shengfei's face, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Judging from the news that Zhou Qing knew, Yang Shengfei was weaker than Yang Tianzhao in terms of both his own strength and the strength he could mobilize, and his self-confidence was obviously a little abnormal.

This time, the assessment of the prince battle is divided into two rounds, the first round is to ask each participant to play against each other, in order to determine who is stronger.

In this world where martial arts are respected, no matter how many scheming and means a person has, in the face of absolute power, it seems meaningless.

You must know that although Yang Xuanwu is busy with state affairs all day long, he also has the strength of the Purple Mansion Realm, and the crown prince of the dynasty naturally cannot be too weak.

In the second round of assessment, each prince is required to go to the border pass and lead his men to capture a city in the enemy country.

This kind of task is set up to test the strength that each prince can have, and secondly, to test their strategy.

When attacking the imperial city, Yang Xuanwu would not arrange any army strength for each prince, and all they could rely on was the men he recruited.

This requires that every prince has a strong enough ability to solicit, and then they need to have a strong ability to make decisions on the battlefield.

These two abilities are necessary for the crown prince of a country, and only in this way can he lead the dynasty to prosperity when the crown prince ascends to the throne in the future.

Zhou Qing's gaze swept over Yang Tianzhao and Yang Shengfei's bodies, and immediately, his gaze fell on Yang Fan's body.

The biggest hit in this prince battle is undoubtedly Yang Tianzhao and Yang Shengfei, however, Zhou Qing has a great curiosity about Yang Fan.

Since Yang Fan obtained the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Old Man, he has been cultivating day and night, constantly sharpening his sword intent, and now although Yang Fan is still at the level of the ninth level of the Open Pulse Realm, his true combat power can no longer be judged by common sense.

"Perhaps, Yang Fan will bring an unexpected surprise to everyone!" Zhou Qing sighed lightly in his heart and muttered to himself.

Under the watchful eye of the public, Liu Tianzong appeared on the martial arts platform, obviously, only Liu Tianzong is qualified to preside over today's battle.

Liu Tianzong looked at Yang Fan and the three of them, and said: "Three princes, next, you need each of you to come to me to draw a bamboo slip, there will be a number on the bamboo slip, and you will fight in the order of the number." ”

"No. 1 and No. 2 will fight, and the winner will fight No. 3, so that the strongest among you can be decided, and then the two who are defeated will fight again to determine the winner. ”

"Now please come forward and draw your numbers!"

Liu Tianzong's voice fell, Yang Tianzhao took the lead, stepped forward, and went to extract the bamboo slips, while Yang Shengfei was holding his arms in his arms, looking leisurely, obviously in Yang Shengfei's eyes, Yang Tianzhao did not seem to have any threat to him.

Yang Tianzhao was just about to stretch out his hand to grab the bamboo slips, but at this time, Yang Fan's deep voice rang out.

"Wait!"

Yang Fan took a step forward, looked at Liu Tianzong, and said solemnly: "Dean Liu, I don't think there is any need to draw lots. In today's battle, I am willing to fight the two brothers alone with my own strength, and I hope Dean Liu can agree!"

Wow......

Yang Fan's voice was not deliberately suppressed, so everyone in the spectator seat heard his voice clearly, and suddenly, a shocking uproar broke out in the crowd.

"Isn't this thirteen princes crazy, he actually wants to fight one against two?"

"The Thirteenth Prince lives in seclusion on weekdays, and on the surface he doesn't care about fame and fortune, but today he actually said such arrogant words, does he want to make a name for himself with this battle?"

The eyes of everyone looking at Yang Fan were full of shock and disbelief.

Zhou Qing's expression was slightly shocked, he didn't expect that Yang Fan would be so arrogant.

You must know that Yang Tianzhao and Yang Shengfei are both the strength of the first level of the Purple Mansion Realm, while Yang Fan is only in the ninth level of the Open Pulse Realm.

The gap between the Purple Mansion Realm and the Open Pulse Realm is like a heavenly curse, insurmountable.

Although Zhou Qing has some confidence in Yang Fan, Yang Tianzhao and Yang Shengfei, in order to compete for the position of the crown prince, will inevitably hide their strength.

Obviously, Liu Tianzong didn't expect that Yang Fan would make such a request, he muttered: "Thirteen princes, this matter is very important, I think it's better to leave it to Your Majesty to decide!"

At the central viewing seat, Yang Xuanwu slowly got up, he looked up and down Yang Fan with a scrutinizing gaze, and his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something.

Yang Fan's mother was once one of the most famous beauties in the Tianyu Dynasty.

Back then, Yang Xuanwu worked hard to win the heart of Yang Fan's mother, and soon after, Yang Fan was born.

However, shortly after Yang Fan was born, his mother died inexplicably.

For this reason, Yang Fan's grandfather, Nangong Ao, the strongest man in the Tianyu Dynasty, also made a big fuss about the palace.

Yang Xuanwu has always felt guilty about that incident, but over the years, he has been busy with government affairs and has hardly asked anything about Yang Fan.

Since the death of Yang Fan's mother, Yang Xuanwu knew that Yang Fan's personality had become very introverted, and although his martial arts talent was mediocre, he had been cultivating hard.

Despite this, before today, Yang Xuanwu never thought that Yang Fan would participate in the competition for the position of crown prince, after all, compared to Yang Tianzhao and Yang Shengfei, he seemed too mediocre.

Yang Xuanwu's eyes fell on Yang Fan's body, and at the same time, Yang Fan also raised his head, and for a while, the two looked at each other.

At this moment, Yang Xuanwu looked at those eyes as black as ink, and his heart was actually touched fiercely.

Yang Xuanwu's hands clenched tightly, and then he let go again, and said, "It's okay, Fan'er, since you have decided, then the father will fulfill you." ”

Under the gaze of countless eyes, on the martial arts platform, Yang Fan stood on the opposite side of Yang Tianzhao and Yang Shengfei.

"Hehe, thirteenth brother, over the years, although we brothers have rarely met each other, I didn't expect that you would be so arrogant that you would dare to fight one against the other. Originally, this battle belonged to me and Lao Wu, and since you are involved, then you can only be out of the game early. Yang Tianzhao sneered.

Swish!

When the words fell, Yang Tianzhao's figure disappeared instantly, and he stomped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and with a leg whip, he threw it towards Yang Fan fiercely.

That leg whip contained extremely domineering and ruthless power, obviously, Yang Tianzhao wanted to defeat Yang Fan directly as soon as he came up, without giving him any chance.

After all, in Yang Tianzhao's view, Yang Fan's performance today is just to win the attention of many people, and as for the crown prince, the final competition can only be between him and Yang Shengfei.

The leg whip tore through the air and attacked at an extremely vicious angle.

Feeling the power of the leg whip, Yang Fan's heart was awe-inspiring, the spiritual power was running in his arms, and he blocked Yang Tianzhao's blow with both hands across his chest.

Yang Tianzhao retreated with one blow, this leg whip did not defeat Yang Fan, Yang Tianzhao was not too frustrated, after all, he tested Yang Fan's strength.

"Thirteenth brother, it seems that your strength is not very good, since this is the case, then I can only send you off the martial fighting platform. Yang Tianzhao sneered, and the strength of the Purple Mansion Realm completely exploded.

"Pai Yun Palm!"

Between Yang Tianzhao's throat, a deep voice sounded, and in an instant, between his hands, the magic technique changed, and a majestic and mighty sound suddenly sounded.

Rumble!

Between heaven and earth, a voice like thunder resounded.

Yang Tianzhao slapped out with a palm, and suddenly, a terrifying power like a surging wind and clouds suddenly swept towards Yang Fan.

Pai Yun palm, seventh-rate high-grade martial arts.

This martial art, Yang Tianzhao spent countless energy, and finally cultivated it to the level of Xiaocheng, under this palm, Yang Tianzhao was confident that even a strong person in the Purple Mansion Realm would be seriously injured in an instant.

The palm wind whistled, Yang Fan looked at Yang Tianzhao's figure with an indifferent face, and there seemed to be no emotion on his calm face.

Bite!

Yang Fan's palm suddenly fell, and suddenly, a simple and unpretentious long sword appeared in his hand.

Jun Tian Sword, a seven-grade spirit weapon, the sword that the old man of Tian Jian once used, Yang Fan held Jun Tian Sword in his hand, facing Yang Tianzhao's palm, he waved his arm, and Jun Tian Sword instantly fell.

Suddenly, a sharp sword light pierced the sky and tore towards Yang Tianzhao's attack.

The sword light collided with the mighty palm wind, and Yang Tianzhao's figure froze for a moment, and then he flew out upside down.

Bang!

Yang Tianzhao fell to the ground fiercely, and in the violent collision, a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Yang Tianzhao looked down at his right hand, where from the tiger's mouth to his wrist, there was a hideous blood mark spreading.

In the dark eyes, there was a raging rage of anger, and Yang Tianzhao shouted: "Old Five, are you going to sit on the sidelines all the time? ”

Yang Shengfei raised his eyebrows, and Yang Fan injured Yang Tianzhao with a sword, which was also unexpected by him.

Before, Yang Shengfei thought that Yang Tianzhao could easily solve Yang Fan, so he could save some effort.

Now it seems that Yang Fan is the one who hides the deepest among them.

Swish!

In Yang Shengfei's hand, a long sword flashed out, the sword light was dazzling in the sky, Yang Shengfei and Yang Tianzhao shot almost at the same time, and countless sword lights and palm shadows were overwhelmingly shrouded towards Yang Fan.

For a while, Yang Fan's pressure increased greatly.