"Okay, don't worry, I will definitely give an explanation to Mr. Sima."
Seeing that Sima Wang was full of confidence, Liu Baiyi was naturally willing to do such a thing.
Ye Bufan frowned, not knowing whether he should stop it or let them examine the Blood Jade Ganoderma.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Zhantian's voice sounded in his ears: "Little guy, you are afraid of a ball.
I really think my old man is a freeloader, they can’t even stir up big waves, let them check it out.”
Hearing what he said, Ye Bufan immediately felt confident. It seemed that the old man had been prepared and had erased all traces in advance.
"Do you want to check? Then you have checked, I'm afraid you will be disappointed when the time comes."
After speaking, Ye Bufan smiled coldly, took a few steps back, and signaled that he would go ahead and check.
The disciples of Hanjian Immortal Sect and the two people from Taixu Palace were stunned for a moment, wondering where his confidence came from.
Liu Baiyi was also stunned for a moment, but then without any hesitation, he walked up to the blood jade Ganoderma lucidum.
Everyone else stared with wide eyes, even scanning their consciousness.
Liu Baiyi stretched out his hand and took the Ganoderma lucidum in his hand. The entire herb was covered by his spiritual consciousness, but no mark was found.
Generally speaking, the spiritual mark made by each monk has its own characteristics, which cannot be imitated by others.
At this time, even if she wanted to help, she couldn't do it again. Besides, there were so many experts watching and they didn't dare to do anything.
Others also discovered something was wrong. There was no mark on this Blood Jade Ganoderma, let alone the special mark of divine consciousness made by Sima Wang.
Liu Baiyi checked again and again but found nothing. In desperation, he could only say: "Mr. Sima, did you remember it wrong? There is no mark on it."
"How can this be?"
Sima Wang's eyes widened in disbelief. It was strange enough for him to lose these treasures, but the other party's spiritual mark was strangely erased. Who did this?
He also walked over, picked up the blood jade Ganoderma lucidum and examined it carefully, but still found nothing.
"Well……"
He was completely dumbfounded at this time. He originally thought that he had secretly made a secret move that would expose the opponent on the spot, make them lose face, and save the situation.
The result is nothing. Not only does it fail to achieve its goal, it makes itself even more embarrassed.
Jiang Fangzhou said jokingly: "Hey, have you seen enough? Put it down for us immediately, don't break it.
This thing is very expensive, you can’t afford to pay for it if it breaks.”
"I……"
Sima Wang was almost going crazy, but now he was completely passive in this situation, and there was nothing he could do.
Ye Bufan ignored him and looked at Liu Baiyi.
"Master Liu, can you now prove that these things belong to us?"
Yuan Mutong said to this: "Yes, Master Liu, the matter is already very clear, you won't want to favor anyone, will you?"
"How is it possible? Our Hanjian Immortal Sect is absolutely as good as a bowl of water. Facts have proved that these betrothal gifts belong to Mr. Ye."
Liu Baiyi smiled. Although she now had Taixu Palace as her backer, she still did not dare to provoke Xuantianmen too much.
After she said this, Shan Pingxin and Sima Wang both looked extremely sad.
They were sure that they had thrown away the things in front of them, but they had no choice. They had no evidence to prove it, so they could only watch others use their betrothal gifts to betroth others.
This kind of anger, this kind of frustration can only be known by two people themselves.
Yuan Mutong smiled slightly: "In this case, shouldn't it be time for Ye Yixian to take away Fairy Hanjian?"
"General Manager, don't be anxious."
Liu Baiyi had a smile on his face. This guy was so scheming, how could he give up so easily?
"Although the betrothal gift offered by Mr. Ye is generous, it is only the first step in recruiting a bride. And I believe Mr. Sima of Taixu Palace must have also prepared a betrothal gift, but he only recruited thieves."
Yuan Mutong asked with a cold face: "Then what else do you want?"
Liu Baiyi still had a smile on his face: "It's very simple. As cultivators, what we value most is personal strength. Otherwise, our sect would not have held competitions to recruit brides before.
Since both young masters have taken a fancy to their disciples, let’s compete in public, and whoever wins will be the son-in-law of my Hanjian Immortal Sect’s Chenglong Kuaishou.”
Yuan Mutong's face darkened: "Master Liu, I'm afraid this is unfair. Ye Yixian is just in his early twenties, how can he compare with Sima Wang, who is nearly fifty?"
He knew that Ye Bufan's cultivation was very strong, and he even had the ability to kill people beyond levels.
But the other party is a core disciple of Taixu Palace, and has reached the peak of Mahayana, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary monks.
Shan Pingxin said: "Old ghost Yuan, what you said is wrong. People recruit sons-in-law based on their strength. What does age have to do with it?
If you think you are not strong enough, just get out, there is no need to embarrass yourself here."
Liu Baiyi followed up and said: "Yes, in our world of cultivation, age is not a problem. The higher the cultivation level, the longer the life span. A difference of several dozen years is nothing at all.
If you want to win the Cold Sword Fairy, you have to prove that you are qualified. If you are not worthy of being a disciple at all, there is nothing I can do to help you!"
"Boy, are you scared?"
Sima Wang looked at Ye Bufan and smiled coldly, with pride in his eyes.
"If you're scared, just get out of here. I feel like you're bullying me even if I start fighting with you. It's not challenging at all."
When he said this, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Bufan, wanting to see how this young man would make a choice and whether he would dare to accept the challenge of Taixu Palace.
"In this case, I will fight you."
Ye Bufan said coldly, "My woman has nothing to do with you. I just want to let you know that you are a waste."
"What an arrogant boy. I hope you can get crazy again later."
As a core disciple of Taixu Palace, this was the first time for Sima Wang to be so despised by others. At this moment, his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
As for what the other party just said, he doesn't care at all, as long as he is willing to fight with him. He believes that after the first battle, the other party will never have the courage to talk to him like this again.
Liu Baiyi also didn't care why he was fighting, as long as Ye Bufan and Sima Wang went on stage to fight.
"Since you two gentlemen have no objections, then just follow me!"
As the Nine Star Sect naturally has no shortage of arenas for battle, everyone left the hall and soon came to a tall arena.
"Two gentlemen, please come on stage. Our rules are very simple. Either admit defeat, or the last one standing on the ring wins."
Sima Wang snorted coldly and stepped directly onto the ring, looking here with an arrogant expression.
"Boy, if you're afraid now, it's still too late. Once we fight, it will be too late to regret it."
"That's what I'm telling you. Get out of here now, or you'll regret it later."
After Ye Bufan finished speaking, he stepped onto the ring and stood in front of his opponent.
"Arrogant boy, I will show you now what a disciple of the Holy Sect is and what the peak strength of the Mahayana is!"
Sima Wang gritted his teeth and reached out to grab Ye Bufan.
