It can be said that the demon soul in the body is probably due to a ray of residual soul from the Valley of Ten Thousand Swords flowing into Chen Xuan's sea of ​​knowledge.

Needless to say, Chen Xuan's expression gradually became overjoyed when he heard the constant chatter in his ears.

After the competition ended, all the disciples who achieved the top results stayed where they were.

The reason is obvious. Those who get to the top in the competition will definitely receive priority from various princes, especially the top princes, who will try their best to win over these heroes.

If the palace wants to increase its power, it must have enough talents. If there is a dragon whose cultivation and talent have reached a terrifying level, the palace will even change because of one person and gain the attention of the king.

Chen Xuan, who won the first place in the competition, was naturally praised by everyone, and even many princes took a fancy to Chen Xuan.

Palace Master Yunye, who was standing next to the prince, also laughed awkwardly, and then said to the prince: "Your Majesty, I have some connection with this boy Chen Xuan. I'm going to ask him if he wants to join our palace!"

Before he could speak, a calm middle-aged man sitting next to him suddenly stood up and said to him: "Old Lu, I think you should not bother yourself. Now the Yunye Palace does not need geniuses.

Resist the attack of the Dragon Blood Tribe, but we are different!"

"How are you different?

Tell me!"

Palace Master Yunye was no longer calm and hurriedly fought back.
Chapter completed!