"Xuan Pang, can you find out her cultivation level?" Zhuihun asked.
"Yeah!" Xuan Pang nodded: "Half a foot has stepped into the perfect strength of the War Emperor!"
"Oh? So strong?" A look of difference flashed across Zhuihun's face.
"Of course!" Xuan Pang said, "Soul-chasing boss, what do you think? Are you interested in taking her down?"
cough!
Zhuihun choked on his saliva.
"Forget it, I can't control this kind of eldest lady. I prefer the Xiaojiabiyu type. This kind of eldest lady can only be controlled by a person like my eldest brother!"
After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at Ling Hao: "Brother, do you want to accept her? Although the overall beauty is not as good as that of sister-in-law and sister Xi, but..."
Snapped!
Before he finished speaking, Ling Hao slapped him on the back of the head. His eyes were full of stars, and he couldn't find Bei for a while.
"Haha..." Xuan Pang laughed happily.
"Boss Soul Chaser, you are really itchy. You haven't even considered whether to take my sister down. How could you consider other women..."
"Xuan Pang, shut up!" Ling Hao glared at him.
Liu Bao and several Yingmen brothers on the side looked at the scene between the three of them. They held it in for a long time and almost laughed out loud.
A few minutes later, Qiu He and Qiu He walked down from the ring, and the ring match officially began.
Anyone who intends to participate in the competition to find a bride will draw lots to determine the order of entry.
The rules of the arena competition are very simple and there are not many restrictions, but one thing is very clear. Both sides of the battle can only go as far as they can. They are not allowed to kill unless they are forced to do so.
Players can either abstain or admit defeat. If one side admits defeat, the other side cannot make another move.
The last person standing on the stage is the winner!
After a while, the lottery process began, and nearly fifty or sixty young people signed up for the lottery.
Wuying Young Master Zhao Yan is no exception, and that Hua He did not participate in the lottery. It seems that he really did not come here for the martial arts competition to recruit a bride.
After the game officially started, the two young men who were drawn No. 1 and No. 2 walked onto the ring, greeted each other and then started to attack each other.
Ling Hao was not interested in competing in the ring at all, but he was not in a hurry to find the head of the Qiu family. He sat on a chair and closed his eyes to relax.
Xuan Pang and Zhui Hun watched it with great interest, and even commented on the contestants from time to time.
Time passed quickly, more than an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
The arena competition also went very quickly. A young man who was drawn with the eighth lottery was very skilled. He picked off more than 20 opponents in a row and solved the battle with one move.
"Brother, this little brother has good skills, and he has a strong energy. He is a good prospect!" Zhuihun looked at Ling Hao and said.
"If you like him, wait and ask him if he is interested in joining the Shadow Clan." Ling Hao nodded slightly.
He had just taken a rough look at the opponent's game, and it was indeed pretty good. At the age of twenty-three or four, he was already half a battle king and had great potential.
Moreover, the young man has a pretty good character and is very measured in his shots, always hitting the target.
"I would like to invite Contestant No. 40, Mr. Wuying, to come on stage!" After a while, an elder of the Qiu family spoke loudly.
As his words fell, Zhao Meng strolled onto the ring.
"Wow, I finally waited until Young Master Wuying came on stage!"
"Master Wuying is on stage. Today's arena competition is probably almost over here!"
"Tsk, tsk, only a genius like Mr. Wuying can be worthy of a beautiful girl like the eldest daughter of the Qiu family!"
"..."
Seeing Zhao Meng appear, there was a burst of discussion in the audience.
