Yue Feng muttered secretly, walked over to take a look, and understood the rules of this competition to recruit a bride.
In this martial arts contest to attract a bride, the weather royal family set up a martial arts contest and a martial arts contest respectively.
Needless to say, the martial arts competition, as the name suggests, is a competition of cultivation strength. The literary competition tests the talents and learning of the contestants, including music, chess, calligraphy, painting, astronomy, geography, etc.
Emperor Apocalypse has already made plans. When the time comes, he will select the champion of the literary competition and then the martial arts competition. Let his daughter choose who he wants to be his consort. No matter who his daughter chooses, it will be a big deal for Apocalypse Continent.
What a happy event. After all, there are so many people coming to participate in the competition. Whether they are the champions of literary competitions or martial arts competitions, they are all great talents!
A martial arts competition to recruit a bride, and so many tricks? He murmured in his heart, and Yue Feng was about to come forward to sign up.
"Hey, have you seen Yue Feng?"
"It's the Master of Tianmen, have you seen him?"
At this moment, there was a commotion behind him. Yue Feng looked back and was stunned and speechless.
I saw, a hundred meters away, the four brothers Sikong Jia, pulling people around to sign up, and constantly asking about their whereabouts.
Not only that, in the other direction, Sikong Yu also looked around with a gloomy face.
Damn it!
Why did they come here again?
Didn’t I help Sikong Yanran detoxify? Why is it not over yet?
Yue Feng frowned, feeling shocked and angry.
Then he thought about it, it would take Sikong Yanran three days to fully recover, so Sikong Yu would not believe her words and believed that he had deceived his daughter.
Damn it, if I am always pestered by them, I will not be able to participate in the competition to recruit a bride.
More importantly, there are so many royal guards around, and they can easily attract the martial arts masters in the palace if they are looking for me with such yelling. You have to avoid them quickly!
Thinking to himself, Yue Feng quickly lowered his head to avoid being discovered.
"metropolitan!"
At this moment, a hand patted Yue Feng's shoulder, looking very happy. At the same time, a scent of rouge pollen also floated over.
Yue Feng was startled, looked back, and breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s the four dragons and four phoenixes!
"Quickly, cover me and leave!"
Yue Feng reacted, quickly gave instructions, and then quickly left the registration point surrounded by four dragons and four phoenixes.
A few minutes later, when they arrived at the inn where the four dragons and four phoenixes rested, Yue Feng frowned, feeling very depressed.
Yes!
Sikong Yu and his four dull-witted disciples searched for him all over the Imperial City. In this situation, he didn't even have a chance to sign up.
If you can't fight, it will attract the palace guards. What should you do?
Seeing his gloomy look, Dafeng sat close to him and asked gently: "Sect Master, what are you so troubled about?"
After the words fell, Dalong couldn't help but asked curiously: "Sect Master, didn't you say you would take Princess Yueying away with you before? How come the martial arts tournament can still be held as scheduled?"