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It resembled a fruit with a human face!

It had no hands or feet, and only had an old man's face. It was none other than…

"It's Old Master Xuanyuan's soul!"

Someone cried out in the audience.

"Oh god! Why does Xuanyuan Yi have his grandfather's soul in his body?!"

"Can someone please tell me what this is about?"

"I see! Xuanyuan Yi was able to turn things around when Feng Wu was winning because of Old Master Xuanyuan!"

"Holy crap! I thought it was supposed to be a one-on-one duel."

"Old Master Xuanyuan was controlling Xuanyuan Yi's body? That can't be fair!"

"Poor Feng Wu. She was tricked!"

Hearing the discussion, the Xuanyuan clansmen looked ashamed.

Old Master Xuanyuan's soul glared at Jun Linyuan!

He bellowed in a shrill voice, "Jun Linyuan! Let go of me!"

The crown prince acted as if he couldn't hear the old man.