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Martial Peak: Draconic Elephant Prajna, Crushing All Foes
Chapter 107

Martial Arts Tournament for Marriage

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At this moment, everyone looked at Li Changfeng's powerful back with admiration, and dared not have the slightest greed in their eyes. That's human nature. When you're weak, anyone can step on you and kick you while you're weak. But when you meet a strong person, you flatter them with admiration and don't care whether they're doing good or bad.

At this moment, a young expert exclaimed in admiration, "Does anyone know who this powerful swordsman is?"

Upon hearing this, the strange young man said in a deep voice, "[The Carefree Young Master] Li Xiaoyao!"

"Wow! So his name is Carefree Young Master! Not only is he handsome, but he's also free-spirited and unrestrained, and incredibly powerful! After killing those powerful zombies, he didn't even leave his name behind. He truly is a great hero, leaving without a trace after accomplishing his task!"

At this moment, a city garrison commander who had been hiding next to a building stepped out and shouted, "Who! Who dares to cause trouble in the imperial city! They're simply courting death!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd looked at them with disdain. "What's the use of you coming out now? Everything was already over before you showed up. I don't know what use you city guards are!"

The city's garrison commander's face turned pale and then red upon hearing this, utterly speechless. "You... you! How dare you insult our soldiers guarding the city! This is utterly outrageous!"

"Guards! Arrest them all! I suspect they were behind this incident!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd scoffed, "You bunch of good-for-nothings? What a joke! It seems your Southern Empire's soldiers aren't much better. No wonder you've been unable to unify the southern territory for so long. The matter is settled, everyone, you may all disperse!"

The crowd sneered and used their lightness skills to fly away right in their faces, completely ignoring their presence.

Only a group of soldiers with grim faces remained. At this moment, a junior soldier stammered, "General Wu! What are we going to do? They've all left!"

Upon hearing this, General Wu blushed, slapped the soldier across the face, and shouted, "What else can we do? The matter is over. Send men to clean up the mess here and head back!"

"Yes!..."

At that moment, several figures hidden in the shadows slowly emerged from the dark corner, staring at them grimly. "It seems these good-for-nothings are no longer needed..."

Princess Manor.

Inside the hall, a strikingly beautiful and dashing woman sat on a luxurious chair, with a black figure kneeling below her. "Your Princess! The events of tonight have been thoroughly investigated!"

"The situation is roughly this: three members of the Corpse Refining Sect targeted a white-robed swordsman, intending to ambush and kill him. However, their plan backfired, and they were instead killed by the powerful white-robed swordsman!"

"These three members of the Corpse Refining Sect are not simple at all. The zombie they sacrificed was surrounded by a group of top-notch experts and they couldn't be killed. Even I was shocked when I saw it. I didn't expect that this powerful zombie would be killed by that white-robed swordsman with a single sword strike. Their strength is unfathomable!"

"Oh! This guy seems quite capable! Have you found out his name?"

"Those people said his name is something like 'Carefree Young Master Li Xiaoyao'!"

"The Carefree Young Master? I don't think I've ever heard of that name in the martial arts world!"

"Indeed! This person seems to have appeared out of nowhere; we've never heard of him before..."

"In that case, let's ignore him for now. How's the situation at Shaolin Temple?"

"Still the same old stubborn mule, refusing to compromise at all. I reckon there will be a big battle after the Martial Arts Tournament for Marriage to choose a husband!"

"Alright! Since they want to fight, we are not afraid of them!"

Fame +50

Fame +50

Fame +50

"Wow! That's a huge boost to my Fame! 300 Fame points! That was quite a show-off!"

At this moment, Li Changfeng had returned to the inn and was lying on the bed, thinking to himself, "I actually encountered people from the Corpse Refining Sect in the imperial city. Could they be related to the Demon God Sect?"

"They were involved in the Yin Wind Mountain incident before, and they're probably involved in this one too. It seems this matter is far from simple..."

"And another thing! It's been a month, why haven't I received any messages from Shaolin Temple? Has something happened?"

"Sigh! There's no point in thinking about it anymore! The most important thing now is to contact Princess Minmin!"

The next morning.

Martial Arts Tournament for Marriage.

At this moment, a crowd gathered below the stage to watch this grand event. There were twenty young talents who had been selected, each of whom had reached the level of a first-class master and looked fierce with a strong fighting spirit.

At this moment, a eunuch slowly stood on the dueling platform and said slowly, "The rules for the first round of the competition are one-on-one duels. After ten people are determined, there will be a free-for-all. The last person left standing on the platform will be the winner. Then, after passing the Princess's final test, he will become the prince consort!"

"Whoosh!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in commotion, their fighting spirit ignited. They exchanged glances at their opponents, secretly resolving to fight their way out and become the prince consort!

"Please be patient, everyone! The first match will be between Carefree Young Master Li Changfeng and Bai Feiyu, the young master of the White Tiger Gang!"

Upon hearing the name of the Carefree Young Master, the crowd below erupted in clamor, "Is this Carefree Young Master the white-clad swordsman who killed that powerful zombie with a single sword strike last night?"

"Of course! This Carefree Young Master is not only incredibly strong, but also handsome and dashing. I think he's the undisputed champion of this competition!"

"Hmph! You can't say that. These are just rumors. How many people actually witnessed last night's battle? There are plenty of people in the world who are all talk and no action. Our White Tiger Gang's young master is extremely powerful. If you want to win the championship, then beat our young master first!"

Li Changfeng and a young man in white slowly stepped onto the arena. Li Changfeng cupped his hands in greeting, "Brother Bai! Please enlighten me!"

Bai Feiyu scoffed, "I've never heard of this 'Carefree Young Master' before. You're just a nobody with an empty reputation. I'll take you down in ten moves!"

After saying that, Bai Feiyu grinned and unleashed his sixty years of Inner Force, using the first move of the White Tiger Blood Slaughter Saber, "Tiger Kill." Streams of true energy condensed in the blade, which suddenly leaped up and slashed out fiercely in mid-air, like a white tiger charging towards Li Changfeng with extremely fierce power!

Seeing this, Li Changfeng smiled slightly. In his eyes, such an attack was as laughable as a clown, and could not hurt him at all. Li Changfeng held his swords in both hands in front of his chest, and with a slight shift of his body, the fierce slash missed its target and instead struck the arena.

The blade immediately slashed a three-inch deep gash into the ground, and Li Changfeng, standing beside it, shook his head. "Brother Bai! Your aim is off; you can't hit anyone at all. It's truly disappointing!"

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