Immemorial War God

If the six people who left knew what Prince Jin was thinking, their bodies would definitely be trembling in fear. Their words were basically just sound transmissions, but Prince Jin actually used sound transmissions to send them similar content.    

    

The three women watched as the princess entered the room. The princess was still in a daze, but when she sat down on the bed, she slowly came to her senses. She sighed and forced a smile to her lips.    

    

"Thank you, Princess." The three women looked at each other and wished the princess good luck. They thanked her sincerely and thanked her from the bottom of their hearts.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Seeing the three of them suddenly express their gratitude, the princess could not help but be surprised for a moment. She did not understand what they meant, but then she understood and could not help but shake her head with a cold smile. There really was something wrong with these three heads.    

    

Even if he looked ugly, his face could still be eaten? Defeating an opponent? Looking at his face, that was just a joke.    

    

However, the princess was kind of looking forward to see how the three girls would look at Mo Feng.    

    

"Alright, you may leave." The three women respectfully withdrew.    

    

Time slowly passed by, Mo Feng had been cultivating on his bed the entire time, and no one else came to disturb him. According to Mo Feng's estimations, those princes who came to recruit him were probably furious beyond belief, and some even hated him, but it was impossible to find trouble with him in the past few days. If they were to find trouble with him, those elders would probably find trouble with them first.    

    

Five days passed in a blink of an eye, and the entire palace returned to its previous bustling state. This was already the final test of the exam, just who would be the next to get the throne, and to what extent would the exam be exciting?    

    

Everyone was filled with anticipation. They arrived at the training field before daybreak to wait.    

    

"Phew!"    

    

In the room, Mo Feng opened his eyes and exhaled a long breath. Right now, the distance to Star Condensation Realm was getting closer and closer, he did not need to continue training like this, but he still had to pretend.    

    

"Sssii."    

    

Before jumping down the bed, Mo Feng impatiently tore off the gauze, and anxiously took out and put them on one by one. In an instant, he felt his entire body being relaxed, and the air he breathed on his face became much fresher.    

    

Looking at the pile of gauze on the ground, Mo Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Not only had the princess bandaged him up strangely, she had even bandaged him up extremely awkwardly.    

    

"Dong Dong"    

    

Knock knock knock knock. Mo Feng opened the door and saw the princess standing at the doorway.    

    

The princess looked at Mo Feng in shock and sized him up in disbelief. She couldn't help but to cover her mouth as she was burned to such a state.    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Suddenly, the princess was startled, and looked at Mo Feng in disbelief. Mo Feng was clearly wearing a human skin mask, why was it not burnt away? Even if the quality of the human skin mask was good, could it still recover?    

    

Seeing the princess' confused look, Mo Feng raised his hand to touch his own face and smiled faintly:    

    

"I can't bear to part with this thing, so I naturally have to protect it well." As he spoke, he strode out of the room. Since he was going to put on an act, he naturally had to do everything in order. He had long since protected the human skin mask, otherwise, losing it would be disastrous.    

    

The corners of the Princess's eyes twitched as she heard that. She actually had such an action? That much in such a short time?    

    

"Fine."    

    

The princess laughed bitterly and could only nod her head. She had truly fallen on her knees in front of Mo Feng.    

    

"The assessment is about to begin." After pausing for a while, the princess spoke out. Mo Feng looked at the princess and nodded his head slightly, the princess must still have something more to say, but he didn't need to think to know what it was.    

    

"Let's go."    

    

Mo Feng did not say anything and walked over with a stride. The princess followed behind with a complicated expression on her face, just her and Mo Feng alone no longer had the ability to fight for the throne. After the incident when she was fighting with the Prince XVII, Mo Feng had killed Yuan Ding and the other two.    

    

However, since he had already reached this step, what he needed to persevere in was to persevere.    

    

"Creak."    

    

Mo Feng and Princess Qian Qian had not gone far when a door opened and a huge figure walked out.    

    

"Buddha!"    

    

She did not even need to look at her face to know who the gigantic figure was. The princess raised her head and shouted. Just as she said that word, she felt it stuck in her throat.    

    

"Sir, Princess."    

    

The fat guy smiled and nodded towards Mo Feng and Mo Feng. Mo Feng raised his head and looked at the fat guy, the corner of his mouth raised slightly. At this time, the fat guy had already changed greatly, his head was shining bright.    

    

However, when paired with his huge body, he really did look like a monk.    

    

"Fatty, your comprehension speed is quite fast." Mo Feng ridiculed, the corner of the big fatty's mouth twitched when he heard, and he couldn't help but scratch his head, but halfway through, he turned into stroking, as he no longer had any hair left to scratch.    

    

"Ugh …"    

    

The corners of the princess' mouth twitched when she heard this. It had only been five days, what had happened?    

    

The big fatty's physique was that of a pure altar, and he was a buddhist disciple from the bottom of his heart. With the cultivation technique he gave her and the introduction to buddhist arts, it was not strange at all for the big fatty to become like this.    

    

"Fatty, aren't you afraid of being killed by yourself?" Mo Feng looked at the four ring scars on the fatty's head and said with a twitch of his mouth.    

    

"Hehe, you also want others to see that I dare to make a move, right?" The fat man didn't seem to realize what would happen if his four scars were seen by the Buddhist people. He only thought about the four scars being pretentious. One ring was too shabby.    

    

Mo Feng shook his head speechlessly, he was simply too convinced by the fatty, his heart was too big, and a buddhist disciple's ring scars were very particular, ordinary buddhist disciples did not even have the qualifications to ring scars, only those who had become an outer disciple would have the qualifications to light the first ring scar.    

    

The big fatty had four scars. In the buddhist world, he was considered an elite disciple. If he went up there, he would become an elder-level figure!    

    

If the buddhist disciples knew that the big fatty only ordered four ring scars, then those disciples with four ring scars would definitely come over and viciously hammer the big fatty to death.    

    

Mo Feng shook his head, at least they were still far from the power of the Buddhist Sangha, and although the Buddhist Sangha was strong, its scope of influence was not very wide. After all, what they were following was not a Tao technique, so their audience was very small.