Boom! Boom!
The battlefield underwent rapid changes, and Prince Zijun and Qingmei responded quickly, sealing off this space in an instant.
They positioned themselves in three different directions, forming a quadrangle with Jiang Ye to trap Mo Wushuang, Hai Qingxin, and the other four prodigies.
"Wang Ye, he?"
"Brother Wang Ye, truly unbelievable." Prince Zijun and Qingmei looked at Jiang Ye, their eyes filled with shock.
The aura emanating from Jiang Ye now even made them feel a bit of dread!
If there were any powerhouse unfamiliar with Jiang Ye here, they would probably treat him as a true prodigy talent.
If Prince Zijun and the others were just astonished,
then Hai Qingxin and the young man with purple horns were horrified.
"Wang Ye." Hai Qingxin said gravely, "Do you really want to fight us to the death? No one will have a good outcome that way."
"Let's stop this battle here, we can each take a step back, how about it?" Hai Qingxin stared at Jiang Ye.
