Xun Jiong nearly choked on his own blood at the sight. If those two bastards didn't want to compete, why had they attacked him?
Cheng Wu had just emerged from the Tongtian River. Seeing what happened, he nearly died of rage too. Those two bastards hadn't wanted to compete, yet they'd still knocked him out of the running.
The angriest of them all was Young Master Hai. Space around his body wavered, and a crack began to spread. The space of the Tongtian River was clearly suppressed, yet he could still tear through it. "What do these bastards think this marriage contest is? They're asking for death."
Che Han was the only one who genuinely wanted to pull out the Sea King Spear, and he set about doing just that.
No one stopped him. He reached the Sea King Spear with ease. Enduring its chilling spear intent, he raised a hand and gripped it. It felt warm and smooth, with an oddly gentle quality, as though he weren't holding a weapon of slaughter.
Everyone watched him. Che Han was just one step away from becoming the Sea King's son-in-law.
Young Master Hai watched coldly. He didn't even glance at Che Han, instead glaring at Mu Rong and Lu Yin, as though he didn't care whether Che Han could pull out the Sea King Spear.
Che Han strained to pull out the Sea King Spear, but it didn't budge. Surprised, he looked down at the ground and braced himself, his feet digging in. Cracks appeared in the earth, along with a crater that spread outward. Yet the ground within a one-meter radius of where the Sea King Spear was embedded remained unchanged. It had withstood Che Han's strength.
Lu Yin watched in surprise. He knew the Sea King Spear wouldn't be