"Aren't you afraid of being trapped in an ancient battlefield?" Ji Wufeng asked.
There are many opportunities in the trial field, but they are accompanied by terrible dangers. There is no need for these royal nobles to take such risks.
"What's the point? As a seven-foot-tall man, I should mount my sword and fight in all directions!" the fourth prince said with a proud look on his face.
Ji Wufeng didn't believe it. In order to protect himself, this guy didn't even want his fiancée. He could say he kept a low profile and bided his time, or he could be extremely tolerant.
If he hadn't appeared here, Ji Wufeng would still believe that he really had no desires and desires, but since he appeared here, it would be absolutely impossible to have no ambition!
But this is understandable. In terms of energy, the fourth prince has no chance to seize the throne, but if he rises in the trial field, that's another matter.
As for the second prince, he said with a wry smile on his face: "Do you think I am willing to come? But I won't do it if I don't come."
Although the second prince did not say it directly, Ji Wufeng seemed to be more open-minded. He was above the fourth prince in terms of status and influence. There was no need to put himself in danger, but he still came.
Ji Wufeng raised his eyebrows and looked at the second prince. This boy was probably at a disadvantage in the fight for the heir, but he was unwilling to give in. He could only come to the trial ground to look for opportunities and increase his weight.
In fact, this was exactly the case. The second prince sent a message to him and said: "Brother, to be honest with you, the biggest bargaining chip for my second brother's summit is on you."
Ji Wufeng was stunned, betting on himself, why? He didn't think he had that much energy to influence the battle for the crown prince among the top ten powerful families.
Not just a few of them, but others from the royal family also came. At this time, they joined Ming Daoran and were divided into several groups to prevent them from being overtaken by the enemies of the Nether Fox Clan.
"Eldest nephew, don't say I didn't remind you, my third nephew is here too." Ming Linglong said with a smile.
The third prince? Ji Wufeng frowned.
It is no secret that the third prince covets Ming Xue'er, but given the relationship between Ji Wufeng and Ming Xue'er, there will inevitably be some conflicts between the two.
At night, when everyone had rested, a graceful figure entered Ji Wufeng's room.
Ji Wufeng said speechlessly: "Next time you enter my room, can you knock on the door first?"
The Black Rakshasa was silent, and Ji Wufeng said angrily: "I'm asking you a question, don't forget, I am your master now."
A wisp of fierce murderous intent disappeared briefly, and the Black Rakshasa said coldly: "Someone wants to see you."
Following the Black Rakshasa out of the room, Ji Wufeng saw a beautiful figure, who looked like a moon palace fairy under the bright moonlight.
"Why are you here?" Ji Wufeng asked blankly.
The visitor smiled and said, "What? Don't you want to see me?"
Ji Wufeng smiled coquettishly and said, "How can you do that? It's just that I'm not used to the way you dress..."
A man who was once so majestic and majestic has now turned into a stunning beauty like a fairy. This is indeed a bit uncomfortable for people.
"You are growing up very fast." Ming Tieshan said, no, she should be called Ming Shanshan now.
In the territory, she is the mighty and domineering lord Ming Tieshan, and here she is the stunning beauty Ming Shanshan, completely two people.
"Haha... just so so..."
From the time he first arrived in Wanjie to now, Ji Wufeng's strength has indeed increased to a terrifying level.
But suddenly her eyes narrowed and she felt Ming Shanshan's aura, which actually made him feel an inexplicable pressure.
Being able to put this kind of pressure on him shows that Ming Shanshan's strength is at least at the level of a genius at this time.
But how is this possible? You must know that when Ji Wufeng left the territory, she only had the cultivation level of the second level of the king's way. Now she has reached the ninth level of the king's way. She can't fly as fast as a rocket!
"Don't look like this, because I don't know why it is like this. I just know that when I completely recovered my daughter's body, my cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds." Ming Shanshan said.
Ji Wufeng was speechless. How could he practice so quickly after becoming a woman? Is there any secret to it, just like Caixuan?
Ming Shanshan suddenly looked solemn and said: "But as my cultivation level improves, I feel... my soul seems to be incomplete."
Ji Wufeng was stunned again, lost in thought? Then there must be something wrong with his soul.
But if this is really the case, then why didn't Ming Shanshan notice it before? It wasn't until his cultivation level improved that there was a difference.
"Not only that, I also had some extra memories out of thin air, and there is a person in my memory who looks very much like you!" Ming Shanshan added.
"How is this possible?"
Ji Wufeng immediately denied it. Whether it was his past life or this life, it was Ji Wufeng's first time coming to Wanjie. He had no interaction with Ming Shanshan before, so how could he appear in her memory?
"It's indeed impossible. Although he looks very similar, he is not you. You are very different!" Ming Shanshan said.
"What's the difference?"
"He is strong!"
"How strong can it be?"
"Like a god!"
Ji Wufeng was speechless again and said: "Like a god? You have never seen a god, how do you know?"
"I saw the sky split open as he waved his hand, the planet beneath his feet was collapsing, and there were countless corpses of powerful emperors lying under his feet. The powerful saints were held in his hands, howling miserably..."
Ming Shanshan retells the scene in her memory. In the vast sea of stars, the heroic man who looks like Ji Wufeng stands tall in the starry sky.
With a wave of his hand, the sky continued to crack, and with a stamp of his foot, countless planets collapsed and were destroyed.
There were corpses lying at his feet, among them were countless powerful emperors, and even some powerful saints whose necks were pinched by him, making tragic sounds in the starry sky.
Ji Wufeng was shocked. The emperor's strong men were like ants, dominating the life and death of the holy realm's strong men. What else were they if they weren't gods?
But how is this possible? Even if there are gods, Ji Wufeng does not believe in the existence of gods. Even if there are, they are only more powerful creatures.
Moreover, this only appeared in Ming Shanshan's memory. It was too vague to be truly verified.
"Did your cultivation progress too fast, causing the illusion to appear?" Ji Wufeng asked.
"Maybe, because this is something that cannot be proven at all." Ming Shanshan said.
This time Ming Shanshan came to the Central Star Territory. In addition to meeting Ji Wufeng, her main purpose was to enter the trial field. With her current cultivation level, she was indeed qualified to compete with those geniuses.
"Okay, let's go together in the trial field."
Perhaps because of Ming Jiulian, Ji Wufeng had an inexplicable trust in Ming Shanshan. Even when he first arrived in the territory, he was not wary of her at all.
Ming Shanshan left, but before leaving, she turned around and said, "Although I am sure you are not him, the aura on your body is almost the same as his."