Hail the King

Chapter 396 , Battle at the Peak [4]

In addition to these people, there are naturally several small groups of nobles in the imperial capital centered on the eldest princess, the second prince, and the fourth prince.

The arrival of a group of masters from the affiliated countries has attracted the attention of many people, especially Sun Fei, who has the most attention. The command of the Legion is a rising political star. More and more people are secretly studying the preferences and characteristics of His Majesty the King. For a while, they are surprised, disdainful, dignified, close, and hostile... the eyes of each other There are all kinds of expressions in it.

The eldest princess sat on one of the few stone chairs, under the careful protection of Zi Yan, a girl in purple, and nodded slightly to Fei from a distance.

The icy girl Zi Yan also nodded her head to express her respect.

Hehehe, Alexander, you are a bit late. Amidst the charming laughter, the witch Paris did not have the slightest scruples, and walked over coquettishly with her soft and slender waist. , affectionately stretched out a finger as beautiful as a newly peeled jade onion to poke Fei's chest, and said with a charming smile: I was still talking about you with His Highness Oka just now...

Fei felt dizzy for a while, and responded with a few words.

The witch seems to be more and more fond of molesting Sun Fei, she dragged Sun Fei to the front of the second prince Dominguez, and chatted a few words while talking and laughing. After chatting in a low voice for a while, the atmosphere was very good. In the end, Fei returned to the master group of the affiliated country.

However, in the eyes of many other people, the conversation just now had a different meaning—King Chambord was so familiar with the second prince and Paris, and even talked and laughed happily in front of so many people, it seemed that they had completely Falling to the side of the second prince.

Thinking of this, many people could not help but turn their attention to the eldest princess.

Because everyone knew that the eldest princess was on the side of the eldest prince Arshavin in the battle for the throne of the empire.

However, no one can find anything from the expression of the eldest princess. This woman who is known as the Imperial Female Sage and Ice Shura is still calm, surrounded by some nobles who are close to the eldest prince. , sitting quietly on a stone bench covered with a soft black cashmere blanket, holding a book that is slightly old but looks more than a thousand pages, reading it with relish.

On the contrary, the nobles around the eldest princess looked at Fei with hostility.

Seeming to have sensed something, the girl in purple, Zi Yan, frowned slightly, and then slowly walked up to Fei under the surprised eyes of everyone.

With a slightly intimate attitude, he whispered something in Fei's ear, and then pointed to the eldest princess in the distance.

Fei couldn't laugh or cry, and nodded in agreement.

Only then did Zi Yan walk back quietly, and stood beside the eldest princess.

This scene made some secretly observing people slightly stunned. Could it be that King Chambord actually has a lot to do with the eldest princess and the eldest prince? Otherwise, how could he be so ambiguous with Zi Yan, the eldest princess' personal servant? Some young nobles even had their eyeballs almost dropped. You must know that Zi Yan is notoriously cold and arrogant in the aristocratic circle of the imperial capital. It is rumored that the fourth prince proposed to marry Zi Yan, but she herself rejected them all. Would you take the initiative to talk to Shampoo King?

In an instant, the face of the fourth prince Christo on the side became extremely ugly.

Time passed slowly in such a delicate and strange atmosphere. The Wusheng Mountain who brought everyone to the viewing area before did not know where he went, and he couldn't see his shadow, as if he had disappeared.

But everyone knows that the defense of this Wusheng Mountain is actually extremely strict. At this time, it seems to be calm. If someone dares to go around and rush in, the next moment will definitely be a violent storm. Fei can faintly feel that Wusheng Mountain is hidden everywhere. With an extremely powerful aura, it is obvious that there are masters defending.

In a blink of an eye, it was almost dusk.

According to the news that has been circulated outside, the battle of the martial saints should be held at dusk, but what is strange is that at this time, the two martial saints have not yet appeared.

Fei has been observing the surrounding environment.

The open grassland where everyone is located is not the highest peak of Jianfeng. A hundred meters away, a stone pillar with a diameter of about 50 meters and a height of 100 meters rises into the sky, piercing the slightly gloomy sky. This is Wusheng Mountain pinnacle.

If Fei guessed correctly, the two great martial saints should be fighting at the top of this 100-meter stone pillar.

When the time comes, when everyone stands on the open grassland here, they will be able to see this pinnacle battle at a glance, and enjoy this pinnacle battle without worrying about being affected by the aftermath of the battle between the two powerhouses.

Turning his head inadvertently, Fei found that the fourth prince, Christo, was standing with a group of young nobles, pointing to this side, his eyes flickering, with a look of disdain, and he was smiling at something.

Fei shook his head, he was speechless about the Fourth Prince.

Over the past few days, Fei has received a lot of information from the [Complaints and Visits Office], and gradually began to understand the general situation of the imperial capital. The prince covered up his brilliance and always wanted to fight for the throne. Unfortunately, his heart is higher than the sky and his fate is thinner than paper. He has limited talents and virtues, but he is pretentious. He has no self-knowledge. A joke, just a clown.

Most of the people who can appear in this open space have prominent identities. In comparison, the status of the twenty-three masters of the subordinate countries is the lowest, so they are also discriminated against by some nobles. Pointing and pointing is still light Yes, it is not without bad words.

Gradually, the masters of the subordinate countries who scattered in twos and threes all retreated back with resentment.

Some of these people originally wanted to take this opportunity to make friends with some nobles, but who knew that after trying several times, they failed. Backed off.

Fei smiled slightly, this is called self-inflicted humiliation.

At this moment, there was another sound of footsteps in the distance, and everyone looked back, only to see three Wushengshan masters wearing flaxen robes and carrying Qiushui long swords walking over with a dozen people.

Fei saw acquaintances in it again, the first few were the few Spartacus warriors he met when he was traveling in a magic carriage three days ago in the Guanyi District of the Imperial Capital. The samurai whose shoulder was pierced by the bouncing stone was also among them. It seemed that his injury had completely healed.

However, there does not seem to be the existence of the Spartak warrior saint Iaquinta.

People from the Spartacus Empire are here...

It's the members of the Spartak Martial Saints, how dare this group of damned bastards appear here?

Don't stop me, let me kill these damned butchers!

Seeing that the Spartaks dared to appear on the Wusheng Mountain, the crowd was immediately excited. Whether it was the masters of the subordinate countries or the nobles of the imperial capital, they all seemed filled with righteous indignation. On this point, the Zenit people were unanimous in an instant. Unity, some excited ones even rushed out.

But they were quickly stopped by the masters of Wusheng Mountain.

The atmosphere became tense for a while, but the warriors of the Spartacus Empire were still extremely arrogant, especially the leading warriors in blue light armor, who spoke provocative words and laughed unabashedly ...

Fei slightly frowned.

Yi Lianna and Sun Fei had a good understanding, instantly understood the meaning of His Majesty the King, walked over slowly, and whispered to several Spartacus warriors: My King Alexander told you to shut up!

Hey, here comes a beauty!

Hey, beautiful girl, what is your King Alexander? Call me here

When the Spartacus warriors saw Irina's goddess-like appearance and temperament, they suddenly became suspicious. A few flamboyant guys even made fun of it on purpose. For them, the two sides were hostile to each other. Samurai is also considered a joy.

It's me. Fei didn't know when he stood behind Elena, stopping the beautiful mercenary's plan to make a move.

It's him?

The first few Spartacus warriors were stunned and shuddered. Isn't this the Zenit who seriously injured Senior Brother Barton that day? Damn it, why did you provoke him again?

Seeing Fei appear, the warriors of the Spartacus Empire immediately retreated in despair, not daring to say anything more.

This scene was seen in the eyes of many people. The eyes of some masters of the subordinate countries already showed a look of admiration. Just one sentence extinguished the damn Spartak warrior's arrogance. This is the number one master of the subordinate countries of the empire. His elegant demeanor, and the eyes of those young nobles in the imperial capital who were hostile to Fei also softened their eyes at this time.

at this time--

Look, it's... Master Wu Sheng has appeared!

Someone in the crowd trembled and shouted, and everyone looked in the direction of his finger, and sure enough, two people quietly appeared on the top of the huge stone pillar a hundred meters away. The shadow stood quietly, as if it had existed since ancient times, but I hadn't discovered it before.

At dusk, the magic moon rises slightly.

The two great martial sages are fighting on the top of the martial sage mountain.

They are finally here.

At this time, the night had already fallen slightly, and the magic moon had just risen to the level of the mountain top. The figures of the two powerful men were reflected in the huge and bright magic moon, as if they were also independent from the world. The clothes fluttered in the wind, and only two outlines of slender figures could be seen clearly. The picture was extremely beautiful, full of indescribable poetry.

Saint Iaquinta of Spartacus is tall and stalwart, wearing leather light armor, not unconventional in clothes, with his hands folded in front of his chest, long hair like a waterfall, where the whole person stands, standing still, It can give people an extreme sense of aggression and oppression from a distance.

And the opponent standing quietly on the other side...

When Fei saw this figure, his heart was shocked suddenly, his mouth grew wide, and his face was full of disbelief. He never thought that Zenitwu Santa Krasic would be him!

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Third update.