Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

Strange, why did they all come to the martial arts arena?

Li Guanhai thought so in his heart, quietly using his body skills to shuttle through the crowd, like a flying swallow flying through the forest, but he did not attract anyone's attention.

He approached the stands and randomly found a young member of the sea tribe and asked: "Hey, where is the seventh son Ao Shuo?"

The young member looked at him and replied: "I don't know, but he should be here soon."

Li Guanhai asked: "Why are they here?"

The young member looked at him with a strange look and asked back: "You don't know? Then what are you doing here?"

"I saw that there were many people here, so I came here to join in the fun. Stop talking nonsense and speak quickly." Li Guanhai was straightforward.

Perhaps frightened by his domineering aura, the young tribesman said very obediently: "Every month, several princes and princesses gather in the martial arts arena for martial arts competitions. This is a rule that existed before moving to the land. It was set by Lord Dragon Emperor himself."

"Lord Dragon Emperor said that cultivation should be applied to practice, and experience and skills should be learned in battle, so the princes and princesses are required to come every month to compete, one is to hone them, and the other is to check whether they have neglected their cultivation."

Is that so.

Li Guanhai nodded, wondering why these things were not stated in the information provided by Xiahou Zhuo?

Sure enough, many things can only be understood by personally infiltrating the inside.

He patted the young tribesman on the shoulder and affirmed, "Not bad, you have a bright future."

Then he used his body skills to move to another direction without anyone noticing.

The young tribesman stood there in a daze. After a while, he came back to his senses, scratched his head, looked confused, and whispered to himself: "Strange..."

After collecting intelligence, Li Guanhai began to wait for Ao Shuo to come. He felt that this was a good opportunity, a good opportunity for Ao Shuo to make a name for himself.

Although Ao Shuo was talented, he was much older than Ao Zhen and Ao Tai after all, and he had a short training time, so he would definitely not be able to beat them.

In addition, his mother was of humble status, and he himself was also discriminated against in the tribe. He had great ambitions but could not realize them, and he had great sufferings.

If he could get a good ranking in this competition, this situation might be improved.

After making the decision, Li Guanhai had the leisure to watch the fight in the martial arts arena. He watched for a while, reached out and touched the arm of the sea tribe member next to him, and asked: "Who are the two people fighting in the arena?"

Unexpectedly, the other party had a bad temper. As soon as he opened his mouth, he spoke eloquently, "Are you blind? You can't even recognize the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Princess?"

As soon as he said this, his companions next to him pushed him with their arms and lowered their voices and said: "Shut up!"

The hot-tempered sea tribe member thought of something, shrank his head, and said no more.

Li Guanhai was confused. The information of the Eighth Prince and the Ninth Princess was also recorded in the intelligence. The Eighth Prince's name was Ao Chen and the Ninth Princess' name was Ao Tan. There seemed to be nothing special about these two people.

What is the situation of this ancient dragon tribe? Why are they not allowed to speak?

Although as an ordinary tribe member, it is indeed against the rules and taboo to talk about the son and daughter of the tribe leader behind their backs, it is not to the point of being terrified.

The fourth princess Ao Lu doesn't like being compared, so what are the taboos of the eighth prince and the ninth princess?

Li Guanhai was really curious about this, and once again complained in his heart that the information provided by Xiahou Zhuo was not detailed enough.

But he couldn't be blamed for this. Xiahou Zhuo was the one who assigned the task, and the information was not collected by him.

Besides, intelligence is not a family situation survey, so of course there will be omissions.

He used the Eye of the Demon Lord again and learned the truth from the hot-tempered sea tribe.

The facts were beyond Li Guanhai's expectations and were a bit funny.

The reason was that Ao Chen and Ao Tan were born at the same time, regardless of order, but there had to be a distinction between the elder and the younger, so Ao Chen became the eighth prince, and Ao Tan naturally became the ninth princess.

As she got older, Ao Tan was not happy. She felt that she should be the eighth princess and asked the Dragon Emperor to switch.

Ao Chen was also unhappy after learning about it and strongly opposed it.

So conflicts arose between the two. From loving each other, they became disgusted with each other and wanted to compete for everything.

The monthly martial arts competition became the most important competition between the two. Unfortunately, their talents were almost the same and they won and lost against each other.

In the eyes of the Dragon Emperor, this was a good thing, because they could put pressure on each other. In order to fight for their pride and not lose the competition, they would practice very hard and seriously, and force themselves to improve, so as to defeat each other in the next competition.

Li Guanhai was very speechless when he learned the truth. He didn't expect that the Dragon Emperor's youngest son and daughter would fight over such a thing. What was the matter with this strange desire to win?

At this time, a loud bang came from the martial arts field. Ao Chen and Ao Tan exchanged dozens of moves and then faced each other with a palm. In an instant, the palm power swept the whole field, and sand and rocks flew.

Both of them were in the late Xuanwang stage, and the noise they made when they fought was quite loud, because they were from the ancient dragon clan, born with divine power, superior blood, and surging magic power contained in their inner elixir, and they could cause huge noises with just a wave of their hands and feet.

The surrounding clansmen were talking to each other.

"Who do you think will win this time?"

"It should be Prince Ao Chen. He won last month, and he should win again this month." The sea clan member who spoke was very steady. He did not directly call the Eighth Prince, cleverly avoiding the taboo.

"I don't think so." Someone expressed a different opinion, "There is a winner and loser between them. It's hard to tell the difference. It has been like this for so many years. It just depends on who performs better today."

The steady Sea Clan member snorted coldly and said, "Do you dare to make a bet with me?"

"Just bet, I'm afraid you won't succeed! Tell me, what's the prize?"

"Cultivation resources this month!"

"It's a deal!"

Li Guanhai felt more and more something was wrong as he listened to the heated discussions of the people around him.

The Dragon King had just passed away, but his sons and daughters actually still had the time to participate in the competition. The entire ancient dragon clan did not panic or hesitate. The clan members even gathered around the martial arts field and watched the competition in the field with relish.

It stands to reason that if the Dragon King falls, the Ancient Dragon Clan will at least be shaken, if not into chaos, and the atmosphere should be very tense.

What's going on?

Could it be that they didn't care at all about the Dragon King's fall?

At this time, the two people who were separated in the field fought together again, and the fists and kicks set off gusts of wind.

They had already broken down hundreds of moves. Although the ancient dragons were born with strong mana, they could not withstand such a long-term fierce battle. The mana stored in their inner elixirs was almost exhausted, and their energy was almost exhausted.

Now it depends on who can grit his teeth and persevere until the end, who will win.