In his eyes, Xue Xing's words were nothing but a joke.
This...
Xue Xing was taken aback.
"Xue Qinghe, stop putting on airs here. If it weren't for Uncle Wang's current strength, you would have devoured us down to the bone and marrow long ago,"
Suddenly, Avalanche pointed at Xue Qinghe and angrily accused, "No one is more scheming than you."
"Enough!"
Xue Xing abruptly waved his hand, "Don't waste words on them, delaying will only lead to trouble."
As he spoke, his gaze swept over the four people in front of the hall.
"I appreciate talent; the three of you are Soul Douluo level warriors. Isn't it a pity to die here as a companion in death to the ghost in the great hall behind you and to Xue Qinghe? "
"I now offer you two choices,"
Xue Xing said, first extending a finger, "Choice one, kill Xue Qinghe or Emperor Xue Ye. Consider it a gesture of allegiance. Not only will I forgive your past mistakes, but I will also entrust you with important tasks. The Sky Dou Royal Academy will still be under your control!"
Then, he raised a second finger, "Choice two, die alongside them."
"Now, I give you ten breaths' time to consider. Whether you live or die after ten breaths, the choice is yours."
With that, his voice turned icy cold, not hiding his intention to kill.
The scene immediately quieted down.
Everyone was waiting for the answer from Dream Divine Machine and the other two.
They were eager to see whether, when faced with a life-and-death situation, these three would stage a last-minute betrayal.
Xue Qinghe's heart tightened. Although he stood still, he was ready.
If the three of them showed any sign of abnormality, he would have no choice but to reveal his trump card.
At that time...
Decades of effort would have been in vain.
However.
At this moment, the three made their choice.
"Go on with your pipe dreams!"
"His Majesty has shown us kindness, and the Crown Prince has always been approachable. I, Bai Baoshan, wouldn't commit such treachery at the last minute."
"I'd rather die standing than live kneeling!"
All three stood resolutely in front of Xue Qinghe.
At the same time, they called forth their respective Martial Souls, and each was surrounded by eight rising Soul Rings from beneath their feet.
"Fools!"
"I can't believe you've made such a foolish decision!"
Xue Xing's face changed, and with a frustrated wave of his hand, he ordered, "Kill them all!"
As his voice fell.
The five great Soul Douluo Strong Warriors at his back rushed out.
Immediately after, the Imperial Guards and the death warriors tightened the encirclement.
But just then, a streak of golden light descended from the sky, charging fiercely towards Xue Xing!
The speed was astonishing.
"It's the Crown Prince!"
Dream Divine Machine, Bai Baoshan, Zhi Lin, and the others recognized the figure within the golden light and were shocked and pale.
But they also understood Xue Qinghe's intention.
Capture the king to capture the enemy!
"Hold these people off, buy time for the Crown Prince!"
Dream Divine Machine shouted, his eighth soul ring shining brightly.
Powerful spiritual power swept out, drawing the surrounding five great Soul Douluo Strong Warriors into a psychic illusion.
Zhi Lin was not to be outdone.
After invoking his Martial Soul True Body, he resembled a colossal vine that had grown for countless years.
Numerous tendrils, like venomous snakes, attacked everyone around him.
Bai Baoshan, with a stern face, protected the two of them.
His bean-sized eyes filled with gravity.
"How did Xue Qinghe do it!"
Avalanche's heart tightened; he hadn't expected Xue Qinghe would be able to break free and initiate a decapitation strike against Xue Xing at this moment.
"Uncle Wang, be careful!"
He shouted, while burrowing behind Xue Xing.
Such filial piety!
Xue Xing's face turned dark.
But...
In the face of Xue Qinghe's attack from the sky, he showed neither fear nor panic. Instead, Xue Xing looked utterly composed.
"Strength at level sixty is indeed commendable. Among the younger generation, your talent and strength are exceptional."
"But surely, no one really believes this prince to be an incompetent lord, do they?"
Xue Xing's voice spread, accompanied by a sudden burst of golden light from his body.
In that moment, Avalanche suddenly felt as if Xue Xing's figure had grown a bit taller.
His slightly portly figure seemed much more majestic.
Most importantly, it was the Soul Rings he possessed.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black...
"One, two, three..."
"Eight rings, Uncle Wang has eight Soul Rings!"
Avalanche's eyes widened in shock.
He remembered everyone saying that Xue Xing wasn't very talented, yet how had he become a Soul Douluo Strong Warrior?
At that moment, Dream Divine Machine, Bai Baoshan, and Zhi Lin also noticed this scene.
Their reaction was nearly identical to that of Avalanche.
Xue Xing, he was actually at the Soul Douluo level?
Boom!
As Xue Qinghe descended with his attack from above, Xue Xing's sixth Soul Ring lit up, and a pair of golden light condensed wings flapped fiercely, sending Xue Qinghe flying out.
Thump.
Xue Qinghe fell to the ground.
At the corners of his mouth, there were traces of blood.
Clearly, Xue Xing's attack had dealt him no minor injury.
"You've exceeded my expectations. I thought you would be severely injured after withstanding my sixth soul skill."
Xue Xing slowly retracted his hand, speaking with some admiration.
"Your strength has surpassed my expectations as well."
"Who would have thought that a prince allegedly lacking in cultivation talent would turn out to be a Soul Douluo Strong Warrior."
Xue Qinghe's voice could not hide his surprise.
Xue Xing's strength had been underestimated by both his own information and the intelligence provided by the Martial Soul Hall.
But now?