Supreme Martial God Technique

"What's going on?"

The second prince and the old man walked slowly onto the arena and asked in a deep voice.

"This..."

"Second prince, since you can come, you must have heard something, why bother asking."

The third prince wanted to explain, but the steward was angry at the moment and interrupted him.

The second prince looked up at the steward.

He didn't refute.

With his ears and eyes, he probably knew everything that happened here.

Then he looked at the third prince again.

Finally, he looked at Li Ziyuan who was lying on the ground.

He said: "Li, the bet, are you serious?"

"Second prince, the bet is..."

Before Li Ziyuan finished speaking, someone shouted loudly off the field.

"Second Prince, we testify. The evidence of the bet is irrefutable. Li Ziyuan went back on his word, bullied the weak, and refused to admit it. The Third Prince intends to cover up for him. Please investigate, Second Prince."

"Yes, Second Prince, we can also testify."

"We can all testify. With Li Ziyuan's character, he is not worthy of being the steward of our Yanbei District."

As before, the voices of agreement became louder and louder.

Tens of millions of people testified together.

"Everyone, please be patient. Since this has happened, I will give you a satisfactory explanation."

Randomly, he turned his head and looked at Wu Yun.

"You are the one who made the bet with Steward Li?"

Wu Yun nodded and said, "It was me."

Wu Shengling seemed to be afraid that the Second Prince would suddenly take action, so he took two steps forward and stood beside Wu Yun.

The Second Prince stared at Wu Yun with a strange look in his eyes for a while.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what the Second Prince's attitude would be.

Wu Shengling, Guo Zhishi and others on the stage were also ready to protect Wu Yun.

Although the Second Prince's reputation was much better than that of the Third Prince, Li Ziyuan was the general manager of the palace after all.

And his third brother was also involved.

If the Second Prince chose to deny his guilt in order to protect his third brother, then I'm afraid that this matter today would be completely unresolved.

Because today the Second Prince brought a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm.

If he wanted to kill someone, I'm afraid no one on the scene could stop him.

However, it was obvious that the Second Prince's good reputation was not in vain.

Suddenly, the Second Prince's gloomy face suddenly relaxed.

Then he laughed loudly: "Haha, good, very good, what a young hero, not afraid of power, not afraid of life and death, rare, rare!"

Hearing this, Wu Shengling, Guo Zhishi and others let go of their tense heartstrings.

But at this moment, the Third Prince's face became more and more ugly.

Although he knew that he was not right.

But no matter what, they are brothers, and his second brother can't embarrass him in person.

Even if he doesn't help him, he can't stand on the side of outsiders.

But how could he have thought that his second brother actually praised Wu Yun as a young hero in public.

Isn't this a slap in the face in public?

His face sank and he whispered: "Second brother, you are..."

"Pa!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a slap.

A scarlet five-finger mark appeared on his face.

The third prince covered his face with his hands, his face full of disbelief.

"Second brother, you, you hit me! You actually hit me for an outsider."

"Asshole."

The second prince roared.

"This Li Ziyuan relies on your relationship to do evil things on weekdays. Do you think I don't know?"

"It's fine on weekdays, but today it has become like this, and he still doesn't know how to restrain himself. You actually want to cover it up? How can I be the king of the District Palace? How can I be in charge of hundreds of millions of people in Yanbei District?"

"Second, second brother! I, I..."

The third prince was scolded with fear.

"Okay, stop talking, you should know what to do now!"

After saying this, the second prince looked at the third prince with cold eyes.

"This, this..."

The third prince opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped.

He knew his second brother's temper.

At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Wu Yun.

Malignant and resentful.

That look seemed to say, you wait, this matter is not over.

"Well? Why don't you do it?"

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, the second prince asked.

"Yes!"

After a moment, the third prince took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and nodded.

Then he walked towards Li Ziyuan who was lying on the ground and seriously injured not far away.

"Third, Third Prince, don't, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Li Ziyuan was terrified and begged for mercy again and again.

But the Third Prince ignored him, his eyes were gloomy, and he walked away step by step.

"Second Prince, Second Prince, don't kill me, don't kill me."

Seeing that begging the Third Prince was fruitless, Li Ziyuan begged for mercy from the Second Prince again.

However, this was obviously useless nonsense.

Ah~~~~~~!

Suddenly, a tragic and painful wail came to an abrupt end.

Everyone in the audience took a breath of cold air.

I saw the Third Prince raised his hand and the knife fell.

In an instant, a head rolled on the fighting stage.

The head had lost its breath of life, its eyes were wide open, and its face was full of horror and disbelief.

Blood with a pungent smell gushed out from Li Ziyuan's severed neck.

Li Ziyuan, dead!

The Third Prince's face was livid and expressionless.

His hands were trembling slightly.

He and Li Ziyuan were like brothers.

Unexpectedly, today Li Ziyuan's head was chopped off by his own hands.

At this moment, his heart was full of resentment.

Of course, he piled all this resentment on Wu Yun.

Suddenly, the Third Prince slowly picked up Li Ziyuan's head from the ground.

Turned around and walked in front of Wu Yun.

With a gloomy face, he said in a voice that only Wu Yun could hear.

"Boy, I remember you. I will make you pay for this head."

Wu Yun just smiled indifferently, "I remember you too, Third Prince!"

The Third Prince's eyes twitched, and he turned around and walked back to the Second Prince.

The Second Prince nodded slightly, and was about to speak, but he only heard the deacon suddenly speak.

"Second Prince, the Third Prince will definitely bear grudges today. If he targets Wu Yun and Tianlong Academy, should you give him some protection?"

The Second Prince's face changed slightly, and after a moment, he said: "Third brother, from today on, if you have any actions against Wu Yun or Tianlong Academy, including everyone present today, I will only hold you accountable."

"Second brother, you..."

"Did you hear that?"

The Second Prince did not seem to give the Third Prince a chance to refute.

"Yes! I heard it, Second Brother."

"Everyone, may I ask if you are satisfied now?"

Although the Second Prince was not angry, his tone sounded a little cold.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty! Dean of Tianlong Academy, Wu Shengling would like to thank you in advance."

Wu Shengling bowed his hands to thank him.

Wu Yun's expression was calm, and he did not express his opinion.

Then the Second Prince turned to the tens of millions of people watching the game below the stage.

"Everyone, today's farce was caused by Li Ziyuan. He has received the punishment he deserves. This matter ends here."

It must be said that the Second Prince cleverly shirked the responsibility of the Third Prince.

"Wu Yun, are you satisfied?"

Seeing that no one spoke in the audience, the Second Prince looked at Wu Yun and said.

The Supreme Martial God Technique