A Martial Contest for a Spouse-How Did It Become a Request for Guidance?

"Five Heavenly Origin cultivators!"

The onlookers in the square gasped in surprise when they saw the five people suddenly appear on the arena.

"That's Daoist Priest Qingfeng Mystic Monastery Temple. He's only been around for sixty years, yet he's already reached the Seventh Level of Heavenly Origin. He's a rare and exceptional young talent."

"Daoist Priest Qingfeng is nothing special; the Songyang Hand of Great Yang Mountain is far superior. He's only two years Daoist Priest Qingfeng, but his cultivation is two levels higher."

"..."

As people discussed the matter, their gazes also fell on the arrogant young man.

Many people wore expressions of anticipation, as if they were watching a good show.

Only the Feng Lineage looked a little off, and subconsciously glanced at the South Sea Dragon Palace prodigy sitting on the high platform.

Unfortunately, that prodigy showed no intention of making a move.

"Boy, show us your true skills! Let us see who gave you the courage to challenge the most talented and brilliant minds in the world!"

Songyang Hand said in a deep voice.

Although he disdained joining forces with the others beside him, this kid in front of him was simply too arrogant. Should he take him down first?

"A prodigy?"

Ye Beixuan's face showed a puzzled expression, then he retorted, "Are you all worthy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the aura of the Dao Integration Realm emanated from him, enveloping the entire arena.

As soon as the oppressive aura was unleashed, several people on the arena showed expressions of disbelief, staring at the guy in front of them with astonished eyes.

He looked younger than everyone else, yet his cultivation level was superior.

"Amitabha Buddha."

Daoist Priest Qingfeng bowed and said, "I am Daoist Qingfeng. May I ask how you are addressed, fellow Daoist? You are so young yet possess such strength; you must be one of the most outstanding talents in the Profound Continent. Why do you treat us like this?"

"I am Ye Beixuan."

After stating his name, Ye Beixuan continued, "Fellow Daoist Qingfeng, you flatter me. I have been cultivating under the tutelage of the Great Sage Qiankun for over twenty years, but I am merely an Wuming in the mountains. Every time I witness the brilliance of my senior brothers, I feel deeply inferior, and I am utterly unworthy of the title of 'prodigy'."

hiss...

Those present gasped in shock upon hearing these words.

The Great Sage Qiankun is a being who can rival even Saint, and there are even rumors that if Qiankun does not appear, who among the Great Sage of the world would dare to claim the title of number one?

If anyone else had said those words, they would have just thought the kid was faking it.

But considering his two renowned senior brothers, there was some truth to what he said.

The Feng Lineage was completely dumbfounded.

Feng's father slowly turned to look at his daughter and asked, "Qiongyu, why don't you tell your father that your Daoist partner is a direct disciple of the Great Sage Qiankun?"

"Father, you didn't even give me a chance to speak!"

As Feng Qiongyu spoke, she glanced cautiously at her mother.

Madam Feng immediately said with a stern face, "That's right, that's right. Ever since Qiongyu came home, when have you ever given her a kind look? I wanted to tell you about this, but you told me not to mention Beixuan. Humph."

Phoenix's father. "..."

The conversation between the family of three reached the ears of every member of the Feng Lineage without missing a word, and their expressions were extremely strange.

The most frustrating thing was that, looking at the scene before him, Feng Yanxiang suddenly had a thought pop into his mind—was the clown himself?

The people on the stage were completely numb.

Now they're stuck in a dilemma: can they leave or fight? They can't beat their opponent in terms of strength, and they're completely outmatched in terms of background.

Just then, Songyang Hand and said, "I have heard that the Great Sage Qiankun is unparalleled throughout history, and all the Dao are under his control. I wonder if you could give me some pointers today?"

Ye Beixuan's lips curled up slightly, and he couldn't help but look at this guy with new respect. First, he praised his master, and then he offered some guidance.

"Of course. My disciples at the Dao-Seeking Academy are of similar cultivation to you. The fact that we've met on this arena shows that we're destined to meet."

Songyang Hand lit up with joy, and he said respectfully, "Thank you, Senior Ye."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the people around him changed, and their gazes toward Songyang Hand also shifted.

We never expected someone with such thick eyebrows and big eyes to be like this. We misjudged you.

Daoist Priest Qingfeng also spoke up, "Senior, could you please give me some pointers?"

"Can."

Ye Beixuan said with a smile.

"I want one too, senior."

"Senior, I'm still here!"

"..."

The atmosphere on the arena changed instantly; what was originally a martial arts contest to find a husband had turned into a request for guidance.

The expressions on the faces of the Feng Lineage members were extremely strange at this moment; this matter was completely beyond their expectations.

The onlookers, however, didn't have as many thoughts.

They came here to witness the brilliance of the various prodigies.

Now that Ye Beixuan is willing to take action, they are naturally more than happy to do so, and some even want to go up to the arena to ask for guidance.

After all, Ye Beixuan was an elder of the Dao-Seeking Academy. They would definitely gain a lot from receiving guidance from such a powerful figure.

"Alright, then all of you come together."

Ye Beixuan spoke, he leaped into the air and flew into the sky.

Seeing this, the people on the arena also flew into the sky, and soon they all attacked Ye Beixuan together.

Bang!

Before anyone could even touch Ye Beixuan's clothes, their attacks were blocked by the Primordial Chaos Light emanating from him.

Ye Beixuan then said, "Songyang Hand, your Great Songyang Palm only has the form, not the meaning. In my opinion, the true Great Songyang Palm should be like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, he struck out with a palm towards Songyang Hand. That palm strike was completely different from the previous Great Songyang Palm.

That palm strike finally landed in front of Songyang Hand before disappearing.

Songyang Hand then closed his eyes, focusing intently on comprehending the power of the palm strike.

"Fellow Daoist Qingfeng, your..."

As Ye Beixuan spoke, he used the Primordial Chaos Intent to conjure Sword Qi to guide his opponent.

A moment later, everyone thanked Ye Beixuan.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Ye. We are completely convinced and wish Senior Ye and Miss Feng a long and happy marriage."

Ye Beixuan clasped his hands in return before landing on the arena.

The crowd in the square was stunned by what they had just witnessed. They never expected that Ye Beixuan could use so many techniques at the same time. Could he be the legendary genius who appears only once in ten thousand years?

Everyone was curious about how Ye Beixuan had done it, but no one dared to ask too many questions, as it was his secret.

Ye Beixuan stood quietly on the arena, glanced around, and asked calmly, "Is there anyone else who wants to come up and spar with me Ye Beixuan?"

In the South Sea Dragon Palace, a young man winked at a tall man behind him.

The latter immediately understood and bowed slightly to the young man before taking a step forward and landing on the arena.

As soon as he appeared, he said, "Ao Ding of the South Sea Dragon Palace, representing the Ninth Prince of the Dragon Palace, wishes to experience Fellow Daoist Ye's superior skills. If Fellow Daoist Ye feels that I am bullying the weak, you may also send in experts from your Dao-Seeking Academy."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gasp of surprise erupted from below the arena.

"Ao Ding, he is the Grand General of the Jade Water Banner of the South Sea Dragon Palace, and is known as the Marquis Bilang Waves."

"It seems the South Sea Dragon Palace is getting restless. I wonder who the Dao-Seeking Academy will send to make a move?"

"..."

Ye Beixuan scrutinized him carefully, then smiled and said, "There's no need to call for help. It's just that this arena is too small; neither of us can fight freely. How about we fight in the air?"

After he finished speaking, the square fell silent once more...