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"Do you need my help?" Ling Qingxue frowned slightly as a trace of coldness flashed past her beautiful eyes, and she asked softly.

She did not ask Ling Yun about their ears and ears, because everyone had their own secrets, especially the disciples of the royal family who did not have sources of information in their hands.

These intelligence networks were created by them, and their elders would not want to help them. This was because it was a must for every son of the royal family, a test of their abilities.

Although Ling Qingxue did not fight over it, he still had his own sources of information. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for him to obtain some important information at the first possible moment.

After pondering for a moment, Ling Yun lightly tapped his finger on the seat, and in the end, nodded his head, and laughed: "Then, I'll be troubling Sister Qing Xue."

Ling Qingxue was a Martial King Cultivator and his strength could not be underestimated. He was a huge help to them, if used properly, he would definitely give those who had ill intentions a pleasant surprise.

After all, Martial King was not something a Martial Master could defeat. Even with the weakest Martial King, five to six warriors at the peak of the Martial Master realm combined might not be able to defeat it.

For example, the current Ling Yun, when he used all his combat effectiveness, he could only barely fight against an expert at the early stage of Martial King. The higher the realm, the stronger the cultivation, and the harder it was for him to challenge someone at a higher realm, especially when fighting someone at a higher realm.

However, Ling Yun believed that once he broke through to the late stage of the Martial Master realm, even without using his weak Spirit Force, he would be able to fight against an early stage Martial King Ranker.

"We're all family, what's there to be courteous about?" Ling Qingxue frowned and said angrily.

Qin Feng looked down at the fights on the stage, he felt even more bored, but in the end, he could no longer sit still. He chuckled and went to find others to share his experiences and happiness.

Zi Hao was the Young Marquis's purple-clothed Marquis Mansion. His talent was outstanding and his cultivation was unfathomable, he was one of the top experts of the young generation in the Soaring Cloud Empire, ranked behind Xu Jiao and was ranked eighth in the Heaven's Pride Board.

Before they came, they had originally been stuck at the entrance of the Wind Cloud Square, wanting to embarrass Ling Yun. But who would have thought that the final result would be a chicken stealing and rice, and the heavenly and earthly treasures s that were prepared to break through Martial King were all given away as congratulatory gifts, what could they not feel depressed?

He was currently seated cross-legged in his seat, staring at the matches below with a profound gaze. He wanted to see how his old rivals were faring, and how high their cultivation base had reached.

He suddenly felt as if he was being watched by a prey, his expression slightly changed. Relying on his senses, he looked to his right and saw a beautiful white-robed youth walking over with a fan in hand, faintly smiling.

"Qin Feng!"

Zi Hao's face turned black, and his teeth were about to shatter.

"Young Marquis Zi Hao, come, let's have a talk!" Qin Feng laughed as he sat by Zi Hao's side, looking extremely familiar with each other. He placed a hand on the other party's shoulder, as if he was not the one who had 'robbed' Zi Hao and the others several hours ago.

"Yun Yang, fight me!" With a cold snort, he forced out an ugly smile towards Qin Feng. With a slight tremble of his body, he knocked Qin Feng's hand off his body.

Yun Yang stood up, his handsome face carried a brilliant smile, and smiled as he nodded towards Qin Feng. He took a step forward, and followed closely behind Zi Hao.

"Brother Wu, we …" Qin Feng rubbed his nose, sighed at the coolness of the world, and then walked towards a stern youth with a smile.

"Brother Yan, fight with me!" The handsome youth stood up as if he was avoiding a god of pests, and disappeared from his seat along with a youth beside him.