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The white jade chariot was hundreds of feet tall and hovered in the air like a small mountain.

In the carriage, the curtains fluttered.

Two rows of white-robed women walked out first. A total of twelve of them stood side by side in the void. Each of them was breathtaking, causing everyone's eyes to light up.

"What a grand display!"

Someone pursed his lips.

But even more people were extremely excited.

"Is Saint Child Epsilon going to show himself?"

Someone guessed.

In the next moment.

A man walked out of the carriage with his hands behind his back. Every step he took covered a distance of 1,000 feet. The tip of his feet tapped the void and lotuses of the Great Path bloomed.

Just this move alone made people frown.

It seemed.

Saint Son Yu Heng was truly not weak.

It was a little unreasonable that such a person had never stepped onto the Prodigy Roll.

"I'm afraid today's battle will be a bitter one.”

A prodigy said solemnly.

Right now, both parties had yet to make a move, but the aura emitted by Saint Son Yu Heng was clearly at the peak of the Mortal Shedding realm, the same level as Ye Chen.

Both of them had a powerful force behind them.

There would be plenty of cultivation resources. If such people fought against each other, it would take a few days for the victor to be determined.

"Ha!"

A man with sharp horns and an arrogant face said loudly,""Saint Son Yu Heng will definitely win today!"

"Although Ye Chen has the Imperial Race behind him, his own strength is nothing special.”

This person was also a prodigy, but he had never been on the prodigy roll.

Naturally, they couldn't stand the people on the Sons of Heaven Rankings. Today, Saint Son Yu Heng represented all of them and fought against the person ranked second on the Sons of Heaven Rankings. They definitely had to stand on his side.

"You can't even step onto the Prodigy Roll, how can you compete with Brother Ye?”

Someone at the side was disdainful.

This person was Xu You, ranked 97th on the Prodigy Roll. Even though he was at the bottom of the rankings, he still did not allow others to profane the Prodigy Roll. In the past, it was fine.

They were all geniuses of the same generation. If they didn't fight, no one would know who was stronger and who was weaker. But today was different.

There are so many prodigies in the human race. I'm ranked 97th, but what's your ranking?

No ranking?

I'm sorry, but we're not on the same level.

......

"The Prodigy Roll has appeared, and Saint Son Yu Heng is the first to stand out and challenge the authority of the Heaven's Secret Tower. Looks like he does have some skills.”

a Sacred Lord said softly.

"The Epsilon Holy Land has survived for millions of years. How can the Holy Son they nurture be ordinary?”

The person beside him nodded.

" Perhaps it's the Tower Master of Tianji. Maybe he missed Saint Son Yu Heng," someone said hesitantly.

"This can't be. I've heard of the Heaven's Secret Tower. It's said that Ren Qingtu and Yang Qiu became Saints under the guidance of the Heaven's Secret Tower Master.”

Someone voiced a different opinion.

"Everyone, there's no need to argue. The two geniuses are about to attack!”

A Sacred Lord said.

As soon as he finished speaking.

Countless people looked at the stage in tacit understanding.

Saint Son Epsilon was graceful. He waved his folding fan gently and his hair danced in the wind. He landed on the white jade stone platform like an immortal and cupped his hands slightly.

"Brother Ye, long time no see!"

"Fight!"

Ye Chen opened his eyes, and thousands of symbols appeared in his pupils. He slowly stood up, and his surging blood qi swept out in all directions, as if it had turned into a king sun, drowning the world.

"Clang!"

There was a clang.

The blood-red spear turned into an arc of light and landed in Ye Chen's hand like lightning. Its sharp aura cut through the air.

Ye Chen did not waste any time and was about to attack.

"Hmm?"

Saint Son Yu Heng frowned slightly, feeling a little displeased.

As Saint Son Yu Heng, he had taken the initiative to greet Ye Chen. It was fine if Ye Chen ignored him, but he actually wanted to start a war.

It was to prevent him from looking down on her.

"Then let's fight!"

Saint Son Yu Heng pointed his folding fan in the air and turned it into a long sword that was shining with light. It was crystal clear and emitted a bone-piercing chill the moment it appeared.

Seeing this sword, many people's faces turned solemn.

Obviously.

Saint Son Yu Heng had come prepared!

The weapon in his hand was also a Heavenly Change Grade!

"Clang!"

Saint Son Yu Heng held his sword, and divine light shot out. He swung out his sword, and the sword edge cut through the void. Several sword lights interweaved together and slashed towards Ye Chen.

He made the first move!

The sword light was like a rainbow, and it was like a heavenly river hanging upside down. Even a Heavenly Transformation Realm expert could not help but frown.

Saint Son Yu Heng's strength was still above their expectations!

"Is that all?"

Damn it.

Ye Chen opened his mouth and let out a long roar. The mountains and rivers shook. If it wasn't for a formation rising up on the jade platform, many people would have been shattered.

"Boom!"

The earth shook.

Ye Chen suddenly stepped forward, and the spear in his hand burst out with a bloody light that covered the sky. It was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood that spread out. The spear smashed down, turning the world upside down!

This spear covered the world and covered everything with a layer of red light.

Many people felt breathless even though they were separated by the array formation.

It was too terrifying!

It didn't seem like the strength that the younger generation could display at all!

"Boom!"

The spear and the sword light collided, and everything was destroyed. Chaotic true essence was everywhere, blocking everything, making it impossible for people to see the scene in the clearing.

Bang!

There was another loud bang.

Many people's hearts skipped a beat as they saw a flower of blood blooming in the arena.

Blood?

Whose blood?

Ye Chen was also Saint Son Yu Heng's?

Could it be that the two of them had decided the victor so quickly?

"Boom!"

A figure rushed out. Half of his body was covered in blood, and he held a long sword in his hand. There were many cracks on his body, and he had suffered unimaginable injuries.

"It's Saint Child Yu Heng!"

Someone cried out.

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