"Now, both Sikong Xuan and Ye Feng have won three games without losing. Therefore, the final battle will take place between the two. The decisive battle will be held at noon tomorrow. Everyone, please go back and rest for the night!"

In the main stand, the presiding minister stood up from his seat and spoke loudly to the crowd below. After hearing the presiding minister's words, everyone's eyes froze.

Immediately, people in the school grounds began to leave, waiting to witness the final battle at noon tomorrow.

Since there were so many strong men participating in the competition to recruit brides, the Zhao royal family specially arranged a temporary place for these strong men to stay.

One night, Ye Feng did not return to Tianxuanwu Mansion and rested in the resting place provided by the royal family.

But when Ye Feng was about to enter the state of cultivation, he was summoned by the King of Zhao.

In a majestic and spectacular hall, the king of Zhao Kingdom was sitting on a dragon chair. Seeing Ye Feng's arrival, the king's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the vicissitudes of his eyes released a dazzling luster.

"You're here!"

A sound came out of the king's mouth.

"Um!"

Ye Feng nodded to the king and asked, "I wonder why the king summoned me late at night?"

"Your strength really shocked me. How confident are you about tomorrow's decisive battle?"

The king stepped down from the dragon chair and asked.

"Ten percent!"

Ye Feng gave his answer directly without any hesitation.

"Ten percent?"

After hearing Ye Feng's answer, the king couldn't help but narrow his eyes and said: "Sikong Xuan is no better than others, he is a supreme genius who came out of Qingyun Sect, and his cultivation level is six realms higher than yours. Is it possible?

, are you so confident in your own strength?"

"If a person does not have confidence in himself, then he will definitely not achieve anything."

Ye Feng said lightly, his eyes shining with confidence.

"Well said!"

Seeing Ye Feng say such words, the king couldn't help but praise Ye Feng and said: "No, I hope you don't take it lightly. Si Kongxuan is definitely not an easy person to deal with. I hope you can marry Xinyi."

As a companion.”

"Go ahead, Xinyi should be waiting outside the hall."

After saying what he just said, the king waved his hand to Ye Feng again and said, with a hint of appreciation in his expression.

"Then I'll take my leave first!"

Ye Feng bowed his hands to the king and then left the hall.

It was almost late at night. The full moon hung high in the sky, and the bright moonlight poured on the turquoise lake. It looked extremely quiet. Not far away, there were small bridges, flowing water, pavilions and pavilions, which were extremely beautiful, just like a picture scroll.

Sitting on a small bridge not far away was a stunningly beautiful girl with a world-famous appearance. Under the moonlight, the girl's already extremely moving figure looked otherworldly, like the moonlight goddess.

Seeing the girl's beautiful figure, Ye Feng couldn't help but his eyes lit up, he couldn't help but smile, and walked towards the direction of the girl.

"You're here"

Seeing Ye Feng's arrival, Zhao Xinyi slowly raised her head, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face like a scroll. It looked so pure and beautiful, with a hint of nobility.

Zhao Xinyi's bare feet were as white as jade, and her skin could be broken by a blow.

"Um."

Ye Feng nodded to Zhao Xinyi and actually took her hand directly. Faced with Ye Feng's bold move, Zhao Xinyi subconsciously broke away. Seeing that Ye Feng had no intention of letting go, she let Ye Feng hold her hand.

, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Ye Feng lovingly.

"Have you been waiting here for me for a long time?"

Ye Feng smiled at Zhao Xinyi and asked.

"That's right."

Zhao Xinyi's pretty face has a faint blush, and she bites her red lips lightly with her teeth. She looks so alluring, which makes people have the urge to rush up and kiss her.

"You must defeat Sikong Xuan tomorrow!"

The two just looked at each other, and after a long time, Zhao Xinyi said lightly. There was a light of sustenance in her eyes.

"That's natural. I, Ye Feng, still want to be the consort and marry you."

Ye Feng rubbed Zhao Xinyi's head and smiled.

"Who said I'm going to marry you?"

After hearing Ye Feng's words, Zhao Xinyi's pretty face turned red again, like a ripe apple.

"Since you don't want to marry me, then I'm leaving."

Ye Feng said, turning around and leaving after speaking.

"You... stop for me!"

Seeing that Ye Feng was really going to leave, Zhao Xinyi became a little anxious and stamped her feet in anger.

"Marry but won't marry, and won't let you go. What do you want to do?"

Ye Feng turned around and asked with a smile on his face.

"You idiot is really bad, I will ignore you!"

Facing Ye Feng's question, Zhao Xinyi was speechless and turned her head angrily, ignoring Ye Feng.

Looking at Zhao Xinyi's graceful back, Ye Feng directly held the slender willow waist in his arms, feeling the softness of the girl's skin, and waves of intoxicating fragrance spread into Ye Feng's nasal cavity, refreshing her heart and mind.

Ye Feng could feel Zhao Xinyi's delicate body trembling, a little tense and unnatural.

It was the first time that a man hugged her so close to her. Zhao Xinyi's heart couldn't help but beat like a deer.

They just held each other in their arms, feeling the warmth coming from each other. The handsome man and beautiful woman looked so beautiful against the backdrop of the night.

But after tomorrow, I wonder if the same beauty can continue.

At noon on the second day, the royal school grounds were overcrowded, and powerful people from all sides of the Qingyun Region gathered here.

After a day of fermentation, the news that Ye Feng successfully entered the martial arts competition to recruit a bride spread throughout the imperial city in an instant. The imperial city of Zhao State was violently shaken again. Many people were shocked by such news.

The major families in the imperial city are also paying close attention to this matter, especially those families who have a grudge against Ye Feng.

Because, now Ye Feng has been canonized as Marquis of Kangping by the king, and has a fiefdom of nine counties. He is powerful and powerful. If Ye Feng seizes the position of Prince Consort, it may be detrimental to them.

Therefore, on the day of the decisive battle, all the forces that had not paid much attention to this incident before sent their strong men to the scene.

This includes the Dugu family, Chen family, Zhou family, Wang family, Tianyu Holy Sect and other forces.

In addition, the Mu family also sent more powerful people to watch the battle, and Mr. Mu actually attended in person.

The news that Ye Feng was canonized as Marquis of Kangping really shocked Mr. Mu. Before that, he knew that Ye Feng's talent was outstanding and he had already left his grandson Mu Yan behind.

But he never thought that Ye Feng would reach such a high level and become a prince in just a few months.

Now, he has defeated Wei Zhentian, Huang Yanming, Liang Bupo and other extremely powerful men in the Qingyun Domain all the way to enter the final battle where he must recruit a bride.

All of this was beyond Mr. Mu's expectations. If he had known that his grandson was so outstanding, he should not have ignored Ye Feng and abandoned him at Nangong's house for ten years.

Thinking of this, Mr. Mu felt very regretful. The idea of ​​repairing the relationship with Ye Feng had already appeared in his mind.

"Tianlong, Tianhu."

Mr. Mu faced Mu Tianlong and Mu Tianhu beside him and said calmly: "I never thought that Ye Feng would grow up so fast. In any case, Ye Feng is Caiying's son. You will not be allowed to do anything without reason in the future."

Make things difficult for him, do you hear me?"

"Yes, father!"

Mu Tianlong and Mu Tianhu's eyes flickered. Although they did not agree with Mr. Mu's views, on the surface, they still did not dare to disobey Mr. Mu's words.

After hearing the news that Ye Feng fought all the way to the final battle to recruit a bride, and that he was conferred the title of Marquis of Kangping by the king, the four major worshippers of the Shendan Palace were greatly relieved and happy for Ye Feng.

Worthy of being the inheritor of the Nine Masters of his Divine Pill Palace, he can make a splash no matter where he goes.

Therefore, today, the Shendan Palace also sent a large number of powerful people to the scene to help their palace master Ye Feng. Although Ye Feng's taking over as the master of the Shendan Palace has not been announced to the public, everyone in the Shendan Palace knows that Ye Feng's identity is unknown.

Simple, everyone attaches great importance to this talented young man.

In addition to Shendan Palace, Tianxuanwu Mansion also sent dozens of powerful people to the scene. These people were led by the leader of Tianxuantang. They were all elders within Tianxuanwu. Their cultivation levels were all above the ninth level of Zhenwu. The lineups were quite similar.

powerful.

In the main stand, the King of Zhao, Zhao Xinyi, the eldest prince Zhao Yang, the prince Zhao Ye, and all the civil and military officials from the court headed by the Holy Prince arrived one after another, waiting for the final result of this high-profile battle.

"The final battle for marriage is about to begin. I really don't know who, Sikong Xuan or Ye Feng, will win in the end, become the consort of the Zhao Kingdom, and marry Princess Xinyi."

A strong man said, with excitement in his expression. Such a peak showdown had already whetted their appetites.

"Of course it's Sikong Xuan. Sikong Xuan is the direct disciple of the deputy sect master of Qingyun Sect. His cultivation has reached the peak of Zhenwu, six realms higher than Ye Feng. It's clear who wins and who loses."

Someone responded faintly, and the crowd around them nodded. Even though Ye Feng successively displayed shocking methods when he fought against Wei Zhentian yesterday, due to his low level of cultivation and the strength of Sikong Xuan's cultivation, everyone was extremely disappointed.

Most people still believe that Sikong Xuan will win this decisive battle.

On the battlefield, Sikong Xuan sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his body motionless. A faint halo enveloped his body, as if he was practicing. He also seemed to be waiting for something.

"It's past noon, so why isn't Ye Feng here?"

At this moment, someone noticed the time, which was just after fifty, and spoke.

"Isn't it because I'm afraid of Sikong Xuan that I don't dare to come?"

Some people looked at him jokingly and speculated.

"Yes! It's very possible. After all, Sikong Xuan is so powerful that no one wants to have such an opponent."
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