The highest building of the Baiyu Building of the Holy Palace.

Huang Rou stood in front of the window and looked at the arena built at the entrance of the Martial Palace and the crowded audience around him.

Today she was wearing a white and plain long dress and dressed up like the man in Wuguo liked. Her black hair was raised high, and her eyes looked shyly at the crowd, wanting to find that person.

However, in the vast sea of ​​people, she saw him at a glance.

Sitting among the group of people, she seemed a little out of place. The others said these things with nervous or excited expressions, but he sat there quietly, looking confident.

It is also worth feeling shy. Her wishful husband is currently participating in a competition for her. As long as he wins first, her wish will be fulfilled!

"No matter how the world views me, no matter whether you are the first in the end, I, Huang Rou, won't marry me." Huang Rou clenched his fists with a firm look on his face.

"Rou'er, who wouldn't marry?" The Barbarian King walked in from outside the door.

"Oh! Father, why... why are you in?" Huang Rou was shy and angry, but she still rushed into the arms of the Barbarian King very well-behavedly.

The Barbarian King is huge in height, but instead compares Huang Rou's figure to a very small one.

Wang Qing stroked his daughter's little head and sighed: "It's really a girl who is too old to stay. Before the competition has ended, you have decided not to marry her. If that kid can't win the first place in the end, wouldn't his father go back on his word again?"

The first one will definitely be his!" A hint of firmness appeared in Huang Rou's eyes and said, "I believe Brother Ye Heng. At that time, he was in a desperate situation and was surrounded by hundreds of people, but he killed it with his own strength. The same is true for choosing a son-in-law in this martial arts competition. He will definitely be able to break through the siege and marry his daughter."

Even if this kid really marrys you, he will not stay here." The Barbarian King seemed to have seen the path Ye Heng would take in the future. "He is the reincarnation of the condor eagle. The reincarnation of the condor eagle was to weaken the darkness of this world. How could he stay here? Alas, my miserable daughter!"

"It's okay. He asked him to do whatever he wanted to do. His daughter only has one title."

The Barbarian King sighed helplessly again. If this silly daughter hadn't been the reincarnation of the eagle, he would have killed him, and he actually made his daughter so fascinated by him!

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Hulalala—"

The Great Power Department! It is the Great Power Department Yuan Tiannan! He actually came to preside over the martial arts competition and choose a son-in-law!"

The Great Power Department has not appeared in front of others for ten years. It is said that he is practicing some kind of terrifying martial arts. I heard that he loves Princess Huangrou the most. It is reasonable to come out to host Princess Huangrou’s martial arts competition and choose a son-in-law this time!"

Guosi, it is said that he is a hundred years old this year, and no one knows his strength. According to rumors, it seems that he has already broken through the Zun Realm and entered the Emperor Realm. It is difficult to identify his true age when he is a childish face. In short, it may be much older than he seems.

Everyone shouted at the ring, and the Great Power Corporation walked onto the ring, sweeping the thirty contestants one by one, then their eyes fell on the only boy sitting in the corner who did not open his eyes to see him.

The great power sect said, "Is this person reincarnated a condor eagle? I didn't expect to be born at such a young age."

The scene became quieter.

Guosi said: "Today is the day when I was a martial arts competition and I never thought that I had been in seclusion for ten years. Ten years passed in the blink of an eye. The original little girl was already at the age of getting married."

Guosi smiled slightly, and the people around him laughed loudly.

Huang Rou, who was on the jade tower, looked at the familiar back with tears in her eyes. She didn't expect that the Great Power Department would come out to host the martial arts competition and choose a son-in-law.

Guoshi continued: "If I don't have dizzy eyes, these young people sitting here should be the ones who will choose Rouer this time."

"Ruba, the War Pig Tribe, has met the Great Power Department!"

"Qingluan Tribe, Huarong has met the Great Power Department!"

"Huang Teng tribe, Liu Shaofei has met the Great Power Department..."

A group of people stood up to say hello one after another, and Ye Heng still maintained a meditative posture. Everyone looked at him, smiled coldly, and said nothing.

"The names of some tribes sound very familiar, and some sound very unfamiliar, but I know that those who can sit here are among the top families in the wasteland. Rouer's husband is naturally such a person. I hope you can use your strength to strive for Rouer with your ability and create a good story!"

The words are over.

The Great Power Director smiled slightly and walked off the arena.

The person was slightly shocked, but fortunately the Great Power Department did not go far, but went to the stone pillar at the highest point, and sat there as if he was going to watch again..

An old man in black walked up at this time and began to announce the rules for choosing a son-in-law in martial arts competition.

The rules for choosing a son-in-law in martial arts competition are very simple. Everyone has a participation order, and there is a value on the participation order. There are thirty families in the field, thirty to fifteen, fifteen to five, five to three, three to one!

In the first round, the contestants only need to defeat one opponent. In the second round, the contestants must have three victories before they can enter the top five. Three of the five people will be selected to compete for the first place.

The rules seem very simple, without much restrictions, as long as they do not hurt people's lives.

Several palace maids walked up with a red box in their arms. The old man in black reached into the box, found two signs, and decided that the two people would be the first to appear."

On the 8th and 29th, come on stage.”

Ye Heng opened his eyes and glanced at the competition card in his hand, which read No. 29. He didn't expect that he would be the first to play.

He took a deep breath, slowly got up from his seat, and jumped towards the ring.

Lala-

A man in blue also jumped onto the ring. This man looked about thirty years old, with two beards, colorful wings on his head, and a sinister and cunning look on his face. He looked at Ye Heng at the second level of the empty realm and looked unexpectedly, and obviously he also saw Ye Heng's cultivation.

"Qingyu Tribe, Ning Shuang!" Ye

Heng also hugged the other party and said, "Holy Eagle Tribe, Ye Heng!"

The Qingyu Tribe, a hidden weapon family?" Ruba asked in confusion.

"That's right, it's him. I have seen people from the Qingyu tribe take action with my own eyes. They are good at manipulating steel feathers. Most of the steel feathers are monster feathers of level six or even above level six. They are as light as feathers, as hard as blades, and in a very large number. If you are not careful, you will be injured by the steel feathers." A short man beside Ruba looked at the stage with excitement.

Steel feather making, what is that operation?

Heng looked at the man in front of him with a little surprise. Ning Shuang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't use too much steel feathers in the first round of the competition, and I won't embarrass you too much." Ye

Heng raised his right hand and a fire rose into the sky.

"I wonder if your steel feathers are afraid of flames?"

Ning Shuang was slightly stunned and said in surprise: "Are you a spiritual master?"

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