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“Who do you think will win, and how will the Heavenly Pride Convention conclude?” Many Heavenly Prides were discussing who would have the upper hand between Xiahou Ying and Hu Mengqing.

“70 to 30, I think. Xiahou Ying has a 70% chance of winning; after all, his strength is obvious. As for Hu Mengqing, although his performance is quite impressive, compared to Xiahou Ying, he lacks a profound foundation and a powerful physique.”

This was not just the opinion of one Heavenly Pride but the consensus of many.

Xiahou Ying had trained in the Demon Suppression Army, fought face-to-face with the Heavenly Prides of the Hundred Sect, while Hu Mengqing had spent most of his time intoxicated in the Imperial City and had rarely gone out to gain experience.

“Not necessarily. Hu Mengqing has been hiding his true strength all these years, and we don’t know his limits or what trump cards he has. Now that he has exposed his strength, he might make a shocking performance, even winning this Heavenly Pride Convention isn’t impossible.”

Some supported Xiahou Ying, and there were naturally those who believed in Hu Mengqing.

…

After further discussion and analysis, most people thought Xiahou Ying had the better chance of winning because he was more stunning, and, more importantly, he was the son of Xiahou Shu.

Xiahou Shu, the Army Commander of the Morigin’s Demon Suppression Army, was second only to the Yuan Emperor and was on par with the commander of the Monster Extermination Army in the entire Morigin.

On the platform, the two figures transformed into beams of light, like two stars colliding, erupting brilliant and dazzling radiance, with the clangs of sword and saber colliding echoing non-stop.

“Boom!”

Both of them were in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, possessed divine abilities, and fought fiercely together. Sometimes they clashed like two ancient divine mountains, sometimes like two stars impacting, causing intense fluctuations that made the heaven and earth roar.

If not for the mysterious runes on the battle platform and the mysterious light enveloping it, the powerful fluctuations emitted would have been enough to cause heavy damage to the many Heavenly Prides present.

The two fought fiercely for dozens of rounds before the surging glow finally slowly subsided. When all the lights disappeared, only two figures remained inside, staring at each other indifferently.

The spectators were shocked at the strength of the two fighters. They couldn’t help but think that if they were the ones to face either of them, they would fall immediately, unable to withstand a single blow.

Even the veteran Golden Core Realm experts were uneasy, not expecting that the younger generation could possess such terrifying strength.

And what’s more, there weren’t just one or two of them who were this powerful.

They turned their gazes to the Yuan Emperor seated on a golden throne, wondering why he suddenly held such a Heavenly Pride Convention. Was it merely for the so-called Celestial Strategy Army?

The Yuan Emperor was unfathomable, with deep eyes that sometimes fell on the battle platform and sometimes gazed at the distant sky, not caring about the opinions of these old experts.

“Xiahou Ying, it seems your strength is not that great after all.” Hu Mengqing’s eyes flashed as an amazing Sword Intent emerged.

“You used to pretend to be a useless playboy, but now you suddenly break out and create a stir. Surely, it’s not just for the Celestial Strategy Army and the position of prince consort.” Xiahou Ying’s eyes revealed an unusual color.

Now, Hu Mengqing’s exhibited strength was not much weaker than his, and there was no longer any trace of arrogance in his speech.

Afterward, the two fell into a brief silence.

However, those watching the fight could see that the momentum of both fighters on the platform was increasing, becoming more and more terrifying.

Xiahou Ying’s clothes fluttered like a resurgent Saber God, and his eyes were filled with the intent of extinction and desolation.

On the other side, Hu Mengqing was the same, with his robe billowing, his body seemingly surrounded by surging sword Qi. Holding his long sword in both hands, he prepared to unleash a shocking killing move.

“Mengqing is using his ultimate swordsmanship divine ability. It seems that Xiahou Shu’s kid is a bit tricky.” A middle-aged man sitting in a relatively prestigious seat murmured to himself.

This middle-aged man had the audacity to mention the Demon Suppression Army Commander Xiahou Shu’s name directly, implying his high status.

Indeed, this middle-aged man was none other than one of the pillars of the Imperial Court of Morigin, the Prime Minister Hu Xiu, whose realm was rumored to have reached an unfathomable depth.

Several Celestial Humans sat next to him, all of whom were the important higher-ups in the Imperial Court. One of them said, “Congratulations, Prime Minister Hu, for having a worthy successor.”

“Yes, Xiahou Ying is one of the strongest among the younger generation in the Central Province, second only to a few Saint Children of the Origin Martial Academy. Mengqing can fight him to such a degree, which means he will definitely make further progress in the Heavenly Human Realm in the future,” said another Celestial Human.

“Silent Destruction Divine Blade Slash!”

Xiahou Ying activated his divine ability, and the laws infused into the divine saber.

Black saber lights with an aura of extinction burst out, and wherever they passed, even the void seemed to be extinguished.

“Purple Sky Thunderstrike!”

Hu Mengqing also unleashed his divine ability, with brilliant thunder roaring above his head. On the three-foot-long sword, extremely sharp sword Qi surged. Then, he swung his sword, and countless thunderbolts and sword Qi condensed into a world-shattering sword radiance with vast power.

Watching the two fight using their strongest divine abilities, the many Heavenly Prides’ faces were full of shock.

“I thought that as long as I advanced to the Golden Core Realm, I would have the strength to fight against these evildoers. I didn’t expect them to be so formidable,” said Nangong Wan, with a touch of despair in her eyes.

Next to her, Nangong Xue sat quietly, her expression not changing much.