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Within the camp of the Kingdom of Ural, Wu Mo stared fixedly at the little princess. In the past three days, the little princess had met with Wu Mo a few times in private. The figure of the Little Princess was already deeply imprinted in Wu Mo's heart.

Wu Mo looked at Ling Feng and thought to himself, "Mister, it's all up to you."

But Wu Mo's logic told him that the probability of winning the competition was too low. Although Ling Feng was strong, to win against so many young experts was easier said than done, other nations would have at least two experts competing, and Ling Feng was the only one under him.

As all the participants stepped out, Ling Feng walked out of the camp of the Kingdom of Ural and headed towards the martial arena. The black and white girls knew Ling Feng's strength and had great confidence in him. Pandora rubbed her belly and said tenderly, "Hubby, you can do it. My son and I will wait for your return after you win."

"Who said it had to be his son? What if it's his daughter?"

"Hmph, daughter is good too. It's better than a smelly black bird that can't be raised."

Being robbed by Pandora, Shiya was rendered speechless. She glanced at Lingfeng and said bitterly, "It's still him, otherwise I would have gotten pregnant a long time ago."

The area around the arena was arranged in the order of countries. Each country's members were separated by a dozen meters.

An old man jumped into the middle of the arena. This old man was the "Third Brother Mu" that Ling Feng had seen in the Fragrance Pavilion.

Ling Feng had a deep impression of him. Back then, when he had fought with Fourth Senior Brother, Exterminate the Heavens, he had not been at a disadvantage. He had been extremely powerful.

Old Mu San held a wooden cylinder and said loudly, "We are all cultivators, let's not talk about useless things. There are five bamboo sticks here, representing the five participating countries. I will first take out a empty bamboo stick, and then each time I take out two bamboo sticks, it will require two against one.

Using the country as a unit, until a country no longer had a competitor to send out on stage, the remaining victorious nation's competitors could proceed to the second round, but the eliminated competitors could not go on stage again. The second round would be decided by the contestants from the three nations, and the first round would be taken by the opponent that the winner of the round would be decided by drawing lots.

After this round of competition is over, we will then have the final elimination round between two nations. The final winner will then be able to compete with the four contestants and the little princess.

All of the players simultaneously shouted, "Understood!"

It would be difficult to do so in this kind of tournament. Even if one side managed to win, they would still have to face off against the five experts of the Empire of Oda, including the little princess. Their chances of victory were simply too low.

The most likely outcome would be that no one would be able to carry the little princess, and would only be able to carry her home covered in wounds.

Mu Laowu waved the bamboo tube in his hand, and a bamboo stick fell out. "The first to empty the tube is the Ural Kingdom."

At this time, a participant from the Xichuan Kingdom unwillingly asked, "How can we believe in your fairness in drawing lots? On what basis is the first empty place to belong to their Kingdom of Ural? "

The third brother didn't say anything and just waved his hand. The contestant flew several meters backward before coming to a stop. No one suspected that if this old man used his full strength, this young man would instantly die.

"Do you believe me this time?"

The youth's face turned red, and he no longer dared to say a word.

Ling Feng smiled as he returned to his own faction, holding the empty lot.

After a while, the results of the second round of lots came out. Xichuan Kingdom versus Campesi Kingdom, Central Plains Empire versus Dylan Kingdom.

First, the West River Kingdom would fight against the Kampaisi Kingdom. The West River Kingdom had five contestants, and the Kampaisi Kingdom had three contestants. Each of the two countries sent one contestant to the field to wait for the judge's order at any time.

Wu Mo looked at Ling Feng, who returned empty-handed, and said with glee, "What good luck, this is really good luck. At the very least, we, Wu Lai, are not at the bottom of the list. We can at least explain it to our father when we go back."

Ling Feng looked at Black Ink, "You don't have that much confidence in me?"

Wu Mo knew that he had misspoken. With a bitter face, he did not know what to say.

Siya, of course, knew how powerful Ling Feng was. "Master, those fellows are really lucky to not have met you. If you had been the first one to make a move, they would have already climbed down."

Wu Mo quickly added, "Yes, Madam is right. With mister's skill, how could those arrogant fellows be our match?"

At this time, the two contestants on the stage had already begun to move.

The West River Kingdom's contestant was dressed in blue, while the youth from Campeshi was dressed in yellow. The two of them seemed to be well-prepared, even choosing to wear clothes that suited them.

The West River Kingdom contestant approached from afar and lashed out with a whip kick at the yellow-clothed youth. The yellow-clothed youth was already prepared for this. He jumped back and at the same time, sent out a water ripple towards the blue-clothed youth.

This defensive skill could be said to be extremely quick. It could be said to be very rare among the younger generation to have such a skill.

As for the blue-clothed youth, he formed a circular earth shield to cover his entire body, neutralizing the yellow-clothed youth's attack.

The yellow-clothed youth retreated a bit more, condensing a water element. A massive water cannon shot towards the blue-clothed youth. Seeing how powerful this magic was, the blue-clothed youth slapped the ground and several earth cones drilled out from beneath his feet.

The yellow-clothed youth leaped up, and at the same time, he fired a water cannon towards the participants from the Xichuan Kingdom.

The two of them fought back and forth, and in just a few short moments, they had already gone through dozens of rounds, yet they were still in an invincible situation.

Ling Feng thought to himself: "Looks like these kids aren't ordinary people. All of them have solid foundations and are experienced individuals. Even people higher than them wouldn't be able to gain much of an advantage from them."

Suddenly, the blue-clothed youth turned into a clay pestle and attacked the yellow-clothed youth. Ling Feng was shocked as he muttered to himself, "The Xichuan Kingdom's people are finished."

The moment the words left his mouth, the blue-clothed youth saw a large number of water ropes beneath his feet. In an instant, the water ropes had tightly tied him up and he was no longer able to move.

The yellow robed youth had planned his move and found an opening to bind his movement with a water rope.

Wu Mo looked at Ling Feng in surprise. "Mister seems to know everything and even know what will happen in the next moment."

Ling Feng smiled but did not answer as he thought to himself: "I don't even have this much vision, what am I going to do in the future?"

The blue-clothed youth embarrassedly retreated back to his side, while the kampese player proudly bowed deeply to the referee Mu Laosi, purposely showing his modesty.

That Mu Laoban snorted, "Such a small matter and you've already started to feel proud of yourself. You arrogant little bastard."

Another man dressed in black walked into the arena from the Xichuan Kingdom. The referee signaled them with his hand and the two fighters once again engaged in a fierce battle.

Wu Mo broke out in a cold sweat and looked towards Ling Feng. "It's over. The people from Campeshi are finished this time."