Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

After killing the two tyrannically, Ao Lingchen ignored the cheers in the venue. He carried one person on his back with Xia Jingxue and left through the passageway. However, when they were halfway there, they were invited by a guard. They entered a room.    

In the room, Ao Lingchen saw Dean Mo and Tutor Zi Yun, as well as a young man and an old man.    

After Elder Mo's introduction, Ao Lingchen and Xia Jingxue also knew the identity of the old man and the young man in front of them. The old man was the Principal of Rising Sun Academy. Lu Xuyang, and the young man in embroidered clothes had an illustrious identity. The Third Prince of Tianfeng Kingdom.    

However, compared to the identities of these two, Ao Lingchen was more shocked by Tutor Zi Yun's identity. She was also a member of the royal family, the princess of Tianfeng Kingdom, and the Second Sister of the Third Prince.    

Looking at the ice-like Princess Zi Yun, Ao Lingchen couldn't help but recall a face similar to hers. Originally, she was really a family with that unruly princess of the restaurant. No wonder the two of them were somewhat similar.    

Facing these two existences from Tianfeng Kingdom, Ao Lingchen kept his pride and greeted them politely.    

Although Elder Mo was by his side, Ao Lingchen didn't ask him in a hurry why he brought Suen Zhiming and Su Ningxue to the Battle Arena to fight because he didn't have the right to talk about it here.    

However, Elder Mo did not have time to pay attention to Ao Lingchen and Xia Jingxue. His top priority right now was to save Suen Zhiming and Su Ningxue.    

"Ao Lingchen, as long as you follow me, I can send you to Essence Sword Sect. What do you think of this idea? Do you want to follow me?"    

Suddenly, the Third Prince looked at Ao Lingchen and threw out an olive branch in front of Princess Zi Yun. The greed in his eyes seemed to be thirsting for a talent like Ao Lingchen, as if he was thirsty for talent.    

Almost at the moment when these words sounded, Princess Zi Yun also glanced at Ao Lingchen, as if she wanted to see how he would reply.    

Hearing the Third Prince's words, Ao Lingchen frowned. He had just entered. Although he had yet to figure out the situation in front of him, he could tell that Princess Zi Yun was not on the same side as the Third Prince. And Elder Mo was obviously someone of Princess Zi Yun. It seemed like the Third Prince was giving him a huge benefit by throwing an olive branch in front of Princess Zi Yun. But this was also a method that could not be separated.    

Ao Lingchen did not deny that the Third Prince might have taken a fancy to him because of his thirst for talent, but he spoke in front of Princess Zi Yun. It was simply giving him a huge problem. If he refused, the Third Prince would make him his enemy. If he agreed, he would definitely offend Princess Zi Yun. This kind of dilemma was a headache.    

After analyzing the key points in his mind, Ao Lingchen took a deep breath. He spoke politely to the Third Prince in front of him, "Your Highness, Lingchen has never participated in the selection of Essence Sword Sect. He is very interested in this selection. I am... I hope that I can make a breakthrough with my own abilities. "    

Ao Lingchen could not reject it openly. The only thing he could do was to talk about the Essence Sword Sect's selection.    

"Haha, not bad. You are ambitious." Upon hearing Ao Lingchen's words, the Third Prince laughed out loud. A gloomy look flashed across his eyes. However, he did a good job on the surface. He looked at the former with a gratified expression. "A young man of this age must maintain this momentum and face difficulties head-on. Since you have such a plan, I won't say much. I wish you good luck!"    

At the end of his speech, the Third Prince handed Ao Lingchen a bowl of white wine.    

"Thank you, Your Highness!"    

Ao Lingchen did not think too much about it. He directly took the bowl of wine and toasted politely. He finished it in one gulp.    

...    

In the courtyard of Don't Love!    

"Dean Mo, I have always had a question. I don't know if you can answer it for me!"    

Ao Lingchen and Xia Jingxue stood in Mo Yunfeng's room. Ao Lingchen looked at the latter who was sitting on the chair and asked with a serious expression. He had endured this doubt for too long. He could not say anything in Battle Arena. Now he hoped to hear the answer.    

Mo Yunfeng poured a cup of hot tea from the teapot and looked up at the puzzled Ao Lingchen. "You want to ask why I brought Suen Zhiming and Su Ningxue to Battle Arena?"    

"Yes! The selection of Essence Sword Sect is near. Don't they need to adjust their condition?"    

Ao Lingchen did not hide his inner thoughts. What he was most curious about right now was this matter.    

Mo Yunfeng looked at the curious Ao Lingchen and was slightly startled. He lowered his head as if he was thinking about how to answer.    

After a moment, Mo Yunfeng raised his head and looked at Ao Lingchen. "You saw the Third Prince in the room today, and you also know Princess Zi Yun's identity."    

Without a head or tail, Mo Yunfeng mentioned the people in the room in Battle Arena today.    

Hearing these words without a head and without a tail, Ao Lingchen frowned. "Are you saying that this matter has something to do with the Third Prince and Princess Zi Yun?"    

Ao Lingchen wasn't a fool. Since he was asking why Dean Mo would bring Suen Zhiming and Su Ningxue to Battle Arena at such a critical moment to participate in the combat, there must be a reason for him to mention these two people.    

"That's right. Today's battle seems to be a clash between our Tianwu Academy and the Rising Sun Academy. However, in reality, this is the confrontation between the Third Prince and Princess Zi Yun. The sharp blade of the confrontation between the two of them is Suen Zhiming. Su Ningxue... They were the other two from the Rising Sun Academy. However, in the end, you also became one of the sharp blades!"    

Mo Yunfeng said with a sigh. His tone revealed his helplessness.    

The Tianwu Academy looked grand and magnificent in Twilight City. It could be considered the number one power in Twilight City. However, in this Imperial City, even a small third-rate family could bully them. If they didn't have a backer, they wouldn't be able to move an inch in the Imperial City, let alone participate in the selection of the Essence Sword Sect.    

And in the Imperial City, the backer of the Tianwu Academy was Princess Zi Yun.    

To find someone else to be their backer, one must pay a price. This price was to become a sharp blade that was necessary for a backer. Thus, there was the scene of him leading Suen Zhiming and Su Ningxue to the Battle Arena.    

When he thought of Suen Zhiming and Su Ningxue's injuries, Mo Yunfeng broke out in cold sweat. Ever since they were severely injured by the simple brother, his heart had been filled with incomparable grief. The two good seedlings of the Tianwu Academy, who rarely appeared, were going to die on the fighting stage like this.    

At that time, Mo Yunfeng really wanted to make a move, but he knew very well that he absolutely couldn't. Even if he wanted to watch the two of them die on the fighting stage in grief, he was determined not to make a move. Otherwise, he would harm the entire Tianwu Academy.    

Fortunately, Ao Lingchen appeared at the critical moment. With Princess Zi Yun's help and Ao Lingchen's ability to fight two people at the same time, he was able to save Suen Zhiming and Su Ningxue.    

Although in Mo Yunfeng's eyes, Ao Lingchen was a troublemaker, he was very reliable at the critical moment.    

"A sharp blade!"    

Listening to Dean Mo's words, Ao Lingchen and Xia Jingxue's hearts were also heavy. They also experienced Dean Mo's helplessness, but they were powerless to change it.    

Thinking of Suen Zhiming and Su Ningxue's miserable appearance, Ao Lingchen took a deep breath, "Today we are his sharp blade. In the future, we will be his blades!"    

A kind of unwillingness spread from Ao Lingchen's body. His eyes flashed with a strong fighting spirit.    

Perhaps there would really be that day!    

Looking at Ao Lingchen's serious face and thinking about the various inheritances on his body, Mo Yunfeng subconsciously believed Ao Lingchen's words!