Paral stared at the virtual screen in front of him nervously, not daring to blink.
On the virtual screen that was originally divided into more than ten grids, one of the scenes was specially enlarged and was in the middle of the screen.
What played in this scene was the intense battle between the two people that Chu Nan had seen.
Although he was looking down from above and could only see two figures shuttling back and forth at high speed in the air, and occasionally, he could see intense spatial energy fluctuations colliding, it could already fully show the intense battle between the two of them.
After concentrating for a while, Paral's eyes suddenly focused. He raised his left hand and prepared to open the personal terminal on his wrist.
However, halfway through raising his left hand, another hand suddenly stretched out and firmly grabbed his left wrist, preventing him from moving.
"Paral, what do you want to do?" Prince Lekas's voice sounded coldly, "Have you forgotten? I warned you not to try to interfere with them in any way."
Paral wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his right hand and turned to Prince Lekas with an embarrassed smile, "Your Highness, you've misunderstood. I don't plan to interfere with them, but… I just want to inform the three Supremacies and let them take care of them slightly. If any accident happens, they can react imdiately."
"Accident?" Prince Lekas sneered, "What accident are you referring to? Will Montique lose his life to the kid opposite him?"
"Of course not!" Paral imdiately denied loudly, "Prince Montique is one of the most outstanding princes among the descendants of the royal family of this generation. How can he die at the hands of that barbaric kid from nowhere? This is impossible!"
"In that case, what do you plan to do by informing Yamucha and the others?" Prince Lekas grabbed Paral's hand slightly and shook off his left hand, "I'll solemnly warn you again. Even if Montique really dies in that kid's hands, it's because he's not strong enough. You can't bla anyone else. Even if he doesn't die in that kid's hands today, he'll die in the hands of others sooner or later. If he can't even deal with such a small situation, he's not qualified to shoulder the honor of our Declan royal family. If you interfere without permission, it's an insult to the honor of the royal family! Do you understand?"
The cold sweat that had just wiped off Paral's forehead instantly seeped out again because of Prince Lekas's stern berating.
He nodded repeatedly in a sorry state, "Your Highness, you're right. I don't an to look down on Prince Montique, and I definitely don't an to insult the honor of the royal family. It's just that… it's just that if… cough, if an accident happens, we should at least protect his life. After all, he's one of the outstanding descendants of the royal family. It's a pity that he died because of such an accident…"
"There's nothing to pity." Prince Lekas turned to look at the scene on the virtual screen and said coldly, "I've said it before. If he dies here, he's not qualified to shoulder the honor of the royal family. He can't be considered a mber of the royal family at all. What's there to pity about a useless person who doesn't belong to the royal family?"
"But…"
"No buts!" Prince Lekas suddenly turned around and looked straight at Paral. He lowered his voice and said in a low voice, "Don't think I don't know what you and those guys are thinking. However, I'll tell you clearly that I don't care which prince you like to support. However, I hope you can figure out why our Declan royal family can always remain powerful."
Although Paral was already a fifth-stage Void Break Martial Artist, now that he was being stared at by Prince Lekas, he still felt the terrifying pressure around him, causing him to almost not dare to risk the cold aura on his forehead.
This was not only the invisible pressure brought about by Prince Lekas's identity, but also the actual pressure caused by the absolute difference in strength between the two sides.
Paral knew very well that if he really angered Prince Lekas, he only needed to move his finger and there was no possibility of him surviving.
In front of a super expert second only to His Majesty in the Declan Empire, a fifth-stage Heaven Control Martial Artist like him would not be much stronger than a baby.
After staring at Paral for a long ti, Prince Lekas retracted his gaze.
Paral imdiately felt the pressure on his body suddenly ease. He could not help but exhale forcefully. His entire body could not help but break out in cold sweat, and he felt relaxed and exhausted after surviving a calamity.
After a long ti, he cald down and barely glanced at Prince Lekas who was also staring at the virtual screen. He thought for a mont and said, "Your… Your Highness, then… are we just going to watch?"
"Do you want to repeat myself?" Prince Lekas replied coldly.
"No… what I an is that we have to make follow-up preparations. At the very least… we have to take back those participants who have already lost their qualifications, lest they continue to stay there and affect the other participants. For example… for example, His Highness Prince Ramos, Leona, and the two princesses, Safran, who were defeated previously."
"Be careful how you address them. The three of them are no longer princes and princesses." Prince Lekas' tone was still cold, "However, it's only right to bring them back. After bringing them back, let them see . I want to personally ask them what ability that kid called Chu Nan from the Earth Federation has."
…
The battle between the two people in the distant sky did not last long.
Clearly, the two of them knew very well that it was a stupid action to determine life and death at this mont. After fighting for a period of ti and discovering that the other party's strength was actually not inferior to theirs, the two of them retreated and separated at the sa ti as if they had made an agreent.
"Haha, satisfying!" The young martial artist who was still glowing with a red light laughed happily, "The descendants of the royal family of the Declan Empire are indeed worthy of their reputation."
The prince of the Declan Empire opposite him smiled calmly.
"You surprised quite a bit. I originally thought that no matter how talented you martial artists from other countries are, your strength is limited in the end. I didn't expect there to be a true genius like you who even I can't easily win. It seems that I have to evaluate your strength again."
"Ha, I've always heard others say that you Declan people have always looked down on martial artists from other countries. Now, it seems that they've really not wronged you," the young martial artist from other countries said, "However, you don't have to worry. A guy with my strength is unique in the entire Milky Way. I'm afraid you can't find another like ."
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Of course, I, Glurik, never speak nonsense. I'm not too sure what's on the other two spiral arms, but I'm certain that in our Orion Arm, I'm definitely the strongest at this age! There's no competition!"
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