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Everyone was shocked!

It was once rumored that Zhu Minglang had severed the limbs of a member of the Royal Family.

It turned out to be true!

And that person was none other than the young Princely Heir Zhao Yin Ge!

To think he would dare to inflict such grave injuries on the Princely Heir!!

Hao Shaocong and Zhao Xi stared in horror at Zhao Yin Ge, noticing that the aura he emitted was no longer cold.

Zhao Yin Ge, like a vengeful ghost, was a mix of resentment, rage, and humiliation, which could turn his face into a ferocious, fanged demon at any moment!

No wonder Zhao Yin Ge, usually either seated or walking with some stiffness and strangeness, actually had prosthetic limbs…

As Hao Shaocong and Zhao Xi, who were quite close to Zhao Yin Ge, had never known about this, and they had only started associating with him in recent years!

“Zhu Minglang, since your cultivation base is already destroyed, you best take care of yourself!!” Zhao Yin Ge eventually swallowed his torrent of grievances and spoke icily.

“So, does the death of my younger brother Zhu Tong have anything to do with you?” Zhu Minglang boldly inquired.

On the Ancient Bronze Battlefield, various fierce dragons and strange beasts fought fiercely, and different Divine and Mortal warriors displayed their divine skills, but for some reason, everyone’s focus was on the two speaking.

One was a son of the Zhu Sect, and the other a Princely Heir of the Royal Family.

The two clearly had an irreconcilable conflict!

It was far more exciting than the battlefield skirmish, after all, it involved a dispute between the largest Family Door and the Royal Family, even if it was just the younger generation… But it was only the younger generation that would be so unrestrained and rampant, letting the people of the Imperial City witness such brazen impudence; the intrigue of the big powers was of no interest to the commoners or the young ladies!

“Your brother Zhu Tong died in the Great Trial, a pure accident. Are you saying that the Zhu Gate is now so domineering that even the death of a servant warrants an accusation toward the whole world??” Zhao Yin Ge said.

“Coward.” Zhu Minglang said.

“What did you say!!” Zhao Yin Ge slammed the table and rose abruptly, shattering it to pieces, spilling wine and fruit in a messy sprawl all over the ground.

“This isn’t like the old you, flamboyant and arrogant, daring to act and accept the consequences, when you did wrong, you never blamed others… I once respected you as a true rogue. I severed your limbs, but who knew you had now become a fake villain, only knowing how to stir trouble from behind the scenes.” Zhu Minglang went on to say.

“Do you still have respect for the Royal Family in your eyes? I am the Princely Heir of the Supreme Court Imperial Dynasty, Zhao Yin Ge!” bellowed Zhao Yin Ge in a rage.

“So, aside from the distinguished identity of the Royal Family, what else do you, Zhao Yin Ge, have left? I, Zhu Minglang, have also done some domineering deeds, like insisting on revenge for whoever killed my brother, but have I ever used the backing of my Zhu Gate in these matters? Zhu Minglang acts alone, without the need for elders to support him, without using his background to make a point. Years have gone by, and you haven’t grown at all,” Zhu Minglang continued, his words laced with sarcasm.

Zhao Yin Ge fell silent.

This silence was not one of calm.

But rather, he was so provoked by Zhu Minglang’s words that he could barely breathe smoothly!!

It was too much to bear!

This Zhu Minglang was too much to bear!!!

Whoever goes up and kills him.

This Princely Heir will pass his position of Royal Family to that person!!!

The death of Zhu Tong was, of course, promoted by Zhao Yin Ge.

That wager had been initiated by Zhao Yin Ge.

Moreover, each of them had placed a hefty sum of Silver Taels on Zhu Tong’s death.

As Zhao Yin Ge’s right-hand man, Hao Shaocong, upon hearing that Zhu Tong was merely a disciple from Zhu Sect’s foreign court and had once been a lowly servant, took the chance to kill him mercilessly on the battlefield!

At this moment, Hao Shaocong was at the side, naturally he heard the entire conversation between Zhu Minglang and Zhao Yin Ge.

He had only learned today that Zhu Minglang had such a deep grudge with Zhao Yin Ge.

Reflecting on the whole incident, although Zhao Yin Ge never directly ordered such a deed, he had repeatedly insinuated it while wining and dining with the Royal Young Gang.

Moreover, Zhao Xi already had issues with Zhu Tong!

So, in the end, it was he, Hao Shaocong, who became the executioner, caught in the crosshairs of Zhu Minglang, the Demon Lord of the Imperial City!

But…

What should he, Hao Shaocong, do now?

Zhu Minglang had already advanced to the third round.

The next time he went on stage, it would be he, Hao Shaocong, facing Zhu Minglang in person.

Zhu Minglang, that guy, would dare to chop Zhao Yin Ge’s limbs off, so why wouldn’t he dare to kill him?

Especially in these grand competitions, he could completely use the same excuses they had used for killing Zhu Tong to escape from blame. In the end, even his support from the Purple Sect Clan might have no way of dealing with Zhu Minglang!

“What’s there to panic about? In the third round, we can mobilize even more powerful fighters. Together with me and Hao Shaocong, can’t we take down that insignificant Zhu Minglang?” Zhao Xi spoke up at this moment.

“Exactly, his cultivation base is already ruined. Relying on a Divine Green Holy Dragon and a Lei Cang Violent Dragon, how can he compete with us??” Hao Shaocong tried to sound calm.

Yes, there’s nothing to be afraid of.

His strength was outstanding in the second round.

But in the third round, all of them are outstanding disciples from the major forces, either excellent Big Disciples or Chief Disciples, and many disciples are even renowned.

With the connections of the Royal Young Gang, would they worry about not being able to gather a few top-level fighters?

Zhu Minglang was so rampant today, and he even declared he would act alone, without involving his background.

If he died here in the Ancient Bronze Battlefield, what face would the Zhu Sect have to pursue accountability with each force?

“He’s made it into the third round. Just finish him off. From now on, I don’t want to see this person in my sight again!!” Zhao Yin Ge said with a thick murderous intent to a dull young man behind him.

The dull young man nodded without a word, but his eyes fixed intently on Zhu Minglang, as if memorizing his face.

“Zhu Minglang is seeking his own death. I’ve heard that the competition for the Li Chuan Continent is based on the outcome of this competition, and their Zhu Sect is the initiator of the oath. Zhu Sect is already the target of the rivalry among the major forces, and yet Zhu Minglang dares to be so rampant!” Zhao Xi continued.

“I don’t care about the competition; I just want him dead!!” Zhao Yin Ge declared.

Royal Young Gang.

The moment Zhu Minglang realized who the Royal Young Gang revolved around, he knew this Zhao Yin Ge was definitely not clean!

He should have chopped him with a sword.

Even if it meant never returning to the Supreme Court Imperial City in this lifetime.

Originally, because he had chopped off this guy’s limbs, he was exiled from the Imperial City, forbidden to return within three years…

Merely a three-year tour outside, Zhu Minglang was not bothered at all.

If he could kill Zhao Yin Ge, wipe out the trash of the Royal Young Gang, he could accept never returning to the Imperial City for his entire life.

In any case, by the third round,

Zhu Minglang would do more than just incapacitate people!

Those who owed lives would pay with their lives!