1267: C1267 You Have to Have Faith in Your Son

C1267 You Have to Have Faith in Your Son

One of them was extremely tall and powerful, he was dressed in armor unique to Nether Emperor Clan, and on his head was a dark golden crown, around his waist was a thick dark gold belt, it revealed his noble identity.

This person was the previous session's Seventh Prince. Right now, he already belonged to Imperial Uncle's identity, his name was Ming Abi and his strength had already reached the level of an existence at the late stage of the Devil Saint.

Ming Abi's talent was not weak among the many royal families, he had quite the prestige, but in the past, he was defeated by Ming Fu in the Family Competition, he had always harbored hatred in his heart.

At that time, after Ming Fu's matter was exposed, she was the one who tried her best to add fuel to the fire, allowing the Imperial Family to punish her.

But now, Ming Fu had actually come out, and even her son had been conferred as a prince. When Ming Abi received this news, he couldn't sit still anymore.

He definitely could not allow Ming Fu and her son to grow up inside the Nether Emperor Clan, otherwise he would be in deep trouble.

It was precisely because of this that he came today specifically to find trouble, humiliate Ming Fu and her son, and think of a way to drive them out of the Nether Emperor Clan.

"My royal sister, today, you still have the face to return to this palace, and your son, a bastard, has also openly infiltrated our clan. You sure are bold!" Ming Abi glared at Ming Fu and bellowed.

If it was the Ming Fu of the past, he would truly not dare to speak like that. Now that Ming Fu's cultivation had lagged for so many years, he could no longer compare to him, which was why he had the boldness to speak like that.

Ming Fu knew that Ming Abi had a deep enmity towards her, but she was no longer as willful as before. He could only reply indifferently, "We have obtained the Underworld Emperor's orders and came to this palace.

Ming Fu was not an idiot. Although she was no longer favored, she still knew how to take advantage of this situation.

With the Emperor of the Underworld's words, who would dare make things difficult for them here?

Sure enough, after these words were said, Ming Abi's throat felt like it was stuck in a bone, he felt extremely uncomfortable, and was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

At this time, Xiang Shaoyun walked in and said, "Mother, where did this mad dog come from?"

Xiang Shaoyun had heard Ming Abi's words just now. He could feel that the other party was hostile towards his mother, so he would naturally not be polite.

"How dare you! How dare you scold this emperor!" Ming Abi turned his head around and saw Xiang Shaoyun. He didn't even need to guess to know that this was a mixed blood brat, he was infuriated at this point of time.

Xiang Shaoyun directly ignored Ming Abi's words, and instead glanced at the few people present and said, "This is this prince's temporary residence, I hope that all of you can leave immediately, if not don't don't blame this prince for being impolite."

In the Nether Emperor Clan, one's own palace was equivalent to one's own territory, so no one was allowed to easily occupy it.

Therefore, Xiang Shaoyun was extremely impolite, he was not afraid of the other party daring to be so impudent.

"You are just a Nineteenth Prince, do not be so arrogant, otherwise, it will not be easy to survive in our royal family!" Another Man of Nether Emperor Clan beside Ming Abi spoke out.

This was the fifteenth prince, Ming Pan. His strength was even stronger than the Ming Hee Xiang Shaoyun he met earlier, the nephew of Ming Abi.

"If you're done speaking, then scram!" Xiang Shaoyun reprimanded him without restraint.

"Seems like he truly thinks he's amazing. Ming Pan, why don't you challenge him? There were no violations of the rules in the sparring between the princes. Even if the Emperor of the Underworld knew, he wouldn't blame you!" Ming Abi said from the side.

"Heh, that's exactly what I mean. Nineteenth Prince, I, Ming Pan, challenge you, do you dare to accept my challenge or not?" Ming Pan said with a cold smile.

In the Nether Emperor Clan, people of the same generation could freely challenge others. Those who did not accept the challenge would become the laughing stock of the clan, because this was a world where the strong were respected.

Ming Pan and Xiang Shaoyun were both princes, but their strengths were stronger than Xiang Shaoyun. He would bully the weak more or less when challenging Xiang Shaoyun, but Xiang Shaoyun had even defeated Ming Hee, so all of this was reasonable.

"You all are shameless!" Ming Fu could feel that Xiang Shaoyun's Devil Qi Stage was only at the ninth stage of the Demon Emperor's realm, so how could he be a match for Ming Pan, who had already reached the third stage of the Devil Saint Stage?

"Looks like you've been locked up for so many years. If you don't dare to accept the challenge, then get the hell out of here," Ming Abi scolded.

He wanted to kick them out of the Royal territory and then think of a way to get rid of them in the future.

"You really want to challenge me?" Xiang Shaoyun looked at Ming Pan and asked.

"Of course, do you dare?" Ming Pan provoked.2

"Haha, what's there to be afraid of? Why don't we just fight with Arena, and not discuss life and death?" Xiang Shaoyun laughed crazily as he replied.

"Son, you're crazy. You can't agree to his request!" Ming Fu shouted in worry.

Immediately after, she pulled Xiang Shaoyun's hand, wanting to protect Xiang Shaoyun behind her. This was a mother's instinctive reaction, she wanted to protect her son.

However, Xiang Shaoyun didn't move. Instead, he shot her a glance, "Mother, you must have confidence in your son!"

Ming Fu was still opposed to it, "No, definitely not. Your strength is too far away from him."

"No, just admit defeat. It's just a slight loss of face. In any case, you've already lost all your face in the clan!" Ming Pan mocked.

"That's right, we have to move out after admitting defeat. You do not have the qualifications to live in the royal palace!" Ming Abi said from the side.

"You guys are too arrogant. I promise to fight to the death with you!" Xiang Shaoyun pointed at Ming Pan and bellowed.

"No way!" Ming Fu stopped her once again.

"Mother, this is a matter of my son's honor. Please trust me!" Xiang Shaoyun said very seriously as he held Ming Fu's hand.

This time, Ming Fu saw the confidence in Xiang Shaoyun's eyes, causing her heart to soften. "Then you have to be careful, if you can't win, you have to admit defeat, since you are weaker than him, losing is not a big deal."

"Forget it, I won't lose!" Xiang Shaoyun revealed a divine expression.

Maybe it was time for him to show his might in Nether Emperor Clan and declare that his identity had been disgraced and violated.

"Very good, let's go to Arena now!" Ming Pan shouted.

He knew Xiang Shaoyun's methods, but he was still confident that he could defeat him. This was because he was stronger than him, and had a strong Inherent Skill, so he felt that killing Xiang Shaoyun was just a matter of time.

It was because he was so confident that he came to challenge Xiang Shaoyun.

Ming Abi, who was at the side, revealed a pleased look and said, "Let's go, I believe everyone will remember your Nineteenth Prince for this battle."

"Hur hur, I hope so too!" Xiang Shaoyun laughed, then said: "If I were to accidentally win and challenge you again, would you dare accept my challenge?"

Xiang Shaoyun's question was very naive and cute, instantly causing the Man of Nether Emperor Clan present to laugh.

"Haha, if you really can defeat Ming Pan, then you really have the qualifications to challenge me!" Ming Abi laughed crazily.

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