The Left-Eyed Celestial Emperor

Chapter 987 – Clashes Between Two

“Zhao Feng, good work!” The Ninth Prince could not help but say.

Currently, Old Ying and Jing Kai had each won two matches. Under the guidance of the Ninth Prince, Su Qingling had yet to meet anyone, so she had neither victory nor defeat, whereas Zhao Feng already had three victories. This meant that his team had already won seven, which was the best result among the four princes.

The Ninth Prince clearly knew why. The reason Old Ying managed to win two fights so far was because of his guidance. Since the Ninth Prince only needed to direct Old Ying and Su Qingling, he was much easier than the others. In comparison, the other princes had at least five or six people inside the labyrinth palace. The Thirteenth Prince had the most; seven people from his team had entered the moving labyrinth palace.

The other princes should monitor all their team members and communicate with them. They obviously can't do anything they like, so they make a lot of mistakes.

“Damn, Zhao Feng!” The Thirteenth Prince cursed. One of its members had met Zhao Feng in the labyrinth palace and lost twice now.

“Your Highness, Zhao Feng seems to be deliberately disturbing us.”

“Zhao Feng this is too evil. We didn't even offend him. ”

The few members behind the Thirteenth Prince discussed, and the Thirteenth Prince's face turned black. He realized that Zhao Feng seemed to be deliberately causing trouble for his members.

“Hmph, you want me to lose?” The Thirteenth Prince roared furiously. “Black Demon Sacred Lord, Zhao Feng straight ahead and to the right.”

As Zhao Feng's challenge ended and he returned to the labyrinth palace, the Thirteenth Prince directed the Black Demon Sacred Lord. The two Sacred Lords of his team had entered the labyrinth palace, and only these two Sacred Lords could defeat Zhao Feng.

“Hehe.” Zhao Feng saw the Black Demon Holy King approaching and dodged him, then started looking for someone else nearby. As long as he completed one of the labyrinth challenges, he would reappear in a random location. It would be very difficult for the Black Demon Sacred Lord to meet Zhao Feng unless the latter appeared right next to him.

“Hmm? Another Holy Lord? ” Zhao Fengs heart surged, and he changed direction again to avoid them.

A flash of white lightning flashed through the labyrinth palace. He had white hair, and his expression was extremely cold and calm. He was the number one expert of the Fourth Prince's team, the Ten Thousand Lightning Sacred Lord of the Sky Suspension Palace.

The method he used was the same as Zhao Feng a moment ago. He had just attacked around the labyrinth palace and was going against anyone he met.

After evading the Ten Thousand Lightning Sacred Lord, Zhao Feng continued searching for some targets.

“I must finish off the team members Thirteenth Prince and Eighth Prince first.”

Only two princes could come out victorious from the third stage, and it was based on the number of wins from each team. The two princes who have the lowest number of wins will be eliminated.

The winner is determined by the relatively fair number of wins because the number of people a prince has in the maze palace does little to affect the proportion of wins. If one group has more people, they may win more, but they may also lose more. At the same time, even if they managed to get through it, they might lose a lot of draconic maintenance because they had more losing members, which meant a crushing defeat in the fourth stage.

The third stage tested the princes. They should be good commanders and win as many games as possible while ensuring that they have enough draconic maintenance for the final stage. It requires strong analysis and thinking skills.

“The Ninth Prince does not have enough draconic maintenance.”

Zhao Feng had to continue defeating the Eighth and Thirteenth Princes to prevent them from accumulating victory and stealing more draconic providence for the Ninth Prince. Otherwise, the Ninth Prince would not be able to defeat the Fourth Prince.

Although Zhao Feng had sent some beasts flying with Dragon Jades to collect draconic providence, two of them had already had an accident. When these two flying beasts were in trouble, Zhao Feng was busy and could not help them, so Zhao Feng could not put all his hopes on the spiritual pet. Furthermore, if they did not emerge victorious in the third stage, it did not matter how much draconic providence Zhao Feng collected from them.

“Yu Tianhao!” Zhao Feng stopped. Yu Tianhao approached her very quickly, probably because the Eighth Prince was directing her.

“Then, let's fight again!” Zhao Feng smiled faintly. He still remembered how Yu Tianhao had declared war on him during the seizure of the position. He was obviously going to give Yu Tianhao a face.

Zhao Feng's! Yu Tianhao's expression changed.

Weng ~ Hu!

The scenery around them began to change, and the two appeared in the courtyard beside the dazzling golden hall.

“Zhao Feng, let's finish once and for all!” Battle intent shot out from Yu Tianhao's eyes, and waves of boundless power would surge out from his body.

“Persis as I planned.” The bloodline within Zhao Feng's body seemed to start boiling.

However, at this moment, the precious daughter of a large family walked over angrily.

“I want to see a battle between spiritual pets!” the precious princess roared at Zhao Feng and Yu Tianhao.

Zhao Feng and Yu Tianhao looked at each other and decided to ignore him completely.

“Aren't you two beast tamers from my family? I want to see a fight between spiritual pets! ” The precious princess became even angrier after seeing none of them react.

“I'm angry just by looking at you. I don't understand why the Bai Family wants such an ugly beast tamer. ” This precious princess became even more furious after seeing Zhao Feng and started cursing him.

Yu Tianhao paused for a moment. Why did the characters hate Zhao Feng so much?

Zhao Feng was speechless. No matter how much the characters hated him, they did not need to ridicule him based on his appearance at all times.

Zhao Feng immediately sent a message to Yu Tianhao, and the latter seemed to understand as he gave a faint smile towards the precious princess; “Young Miss, there is something we should do now. Can you wait a minute? We will definitely give you a good show among spiritual pets soon. ”

Yu Tianhao repeated what Zhao Feng said to him. He knew that he was not allowed to attack characters inside the scene.

“This ..” The young lady looked into Yu Tianhao's eyes, and her face became slightly red.

Zhao Feng was secretly pleased. From the looks of it, all characters must have favored their opponents.

“Yu Tianhao, forgive me.” Zhao Feng shook his head. The setting inside the scene cannot be changed.

Zhao Feng waved his hand, and a small Wind Wolf appeared.

Yu Tianhao had an ugly expression, and his brows were locked. He felt as if the True Yuan and its bloodline were limited by a certain power, and they could not be circulated.

However, the main problem was that he did not have a spiritual pet.

“I admit defeat,” Yu Tianhao lowered his head after a long time and said reluctantly. He did not expect to enter such a scene.

Hu ~

Draconic maintenance waves flowed into Zhao Fengs Jade Dragon as Yu Tianhao left this dimension.

“Sigh, this is your silver.” The young lady disliked Zhao Feng, but she threw some rare craft stones back before leaving. The scenery then began to fade, and Zhao Feng returned to the labyrinth palace.

“As expected, luck is also very important.” Zhao Feng was very sympathetic towards Yu Tianhao. Even he felt Yu Tianhao was losing unfairly.

The draconic providence within my Dragon Jade is almost at its limit.

Zhao Feng stopped and transferred his draconic providence to the Ninth Prince, leaving only 10% with himself.

Whooshing sound!

Zhao Feng started moving again and looked for some others.

“Zhao Feng won seven times in a row now!” Shi Yulei could not help but exclaim.

In addition to Zhao Fengs incredible score, the Ten Thousand Lightning Sacred Lord also won five times in a row. The Ten Thousand Lightning Sacred Lord was not only powerful; he also had a certain level of understanding about plants, spiritual pets, and geography.

“Even Jing Kai has won three and lost only once.” The Ninth Prince was extremely excited.

Meanwhile, Su Qingling still had not met anyone under the Ninth Prince's exact control.

“Your Fourth Prince's Highness, the Ninth Prince's team is acting strangely. Their win rate was very high, ” said a Quasi-Holy God behind the Fourth Prince as he looked towards Zhao Feng, who was moving inside the labyrinth palace.

“It's good. If the Ninth Prince can emerge victorious, then I will defeat him without a doubt in the fourth stage, ” the Fourth Prince said while communicating with his members in the labyrinth palace.

“En, they only have four people collecting draconic providence in the labyrinth palace. The amount they could earn was limited. ” Senior Martial Brother Zhuge agrees to what the Fourth Prince said.

The Ninth Prince did not have enough draconic providence, so it was impossible for him to become the Crown Prince even if he won this stage.

On the other hand, the Thirteenth Prince gritted his teeth as he looked at Zhao Feng. “This boy is just bothering me.”

Other than the fight against Zhao Feng, his team's win rate was decent. However, Zhao Feng was able to find someone from his team and win every time. Not only was it a waste of their time, it was also a waste of their draconic upkeep.

Could it be that Zhao Feng was a fraud? The Thirteenth Prince suddenly thought.

He paid a lot of attention to Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng moved very quickly, and his target was always very clear, as if he had a map of the labyrinth palace.

Zhao Feng returned to the labyrinth palace again after defeating the other opponents.

“Hmm? Xin Wuheng's? ” Zhao Feng's left eye looked through several walls and found Xin Wuheng's figure. He thought for a moment before storming.

“Xin Wuheng, let's have a fight.” Zhao Feng would not overestimate himself against Xin Wuheng, and he was not entirely sure that he could win. However, Zhao Feng wanted to spar with Xin Wuheng and look at his technique.

Zhao Feng's voice? Xin Wuheng's ears twitched. The sound was also heavily suppressed in the labyrinth palace.

“Good!” Xin Wuheng received the direction from the Fourth Prince and turned around.

The two met in a corner, and the scenery around them began to change.

Weng ~ Hu!

Xin Wuheng appeared on a rocky flat land in the mountains. There were two terrifying paths filled with countless bones and skeletons in front of them. Ghost screams faintly sounded from the depths. Right in front of them was a tall and dark mountain with a cave inside. Ghost flames and an evil Yin air emanated from him. Behind them was an official from the kingdom and countless elite swordsmen.

“Hero, please save the princess of the Black Iron Dragon. The king will give you an expensive gift, “ said the official.

“Battle like this is also not bad.” Zhao Feng wanted to laugh after remembering what happened in the scenery with Yu Tianhao.

“There are two paths here. Let's see who can save the princess first. ” Xin Wuheng is very interested in this setting.

“Oke, I will give five hundred elites to this hero.” The official looked at Xin Wuheng excitedly, as if he had placed all hope on him.

“As for this hero ..” The official's eyebrows furrowed when he looked at Zhao Feng, as if he was suspicious of Zhao Fengs abilities.

“I'll give the remaining hundred elites to you,” the official shook his head and said reluctantly.