Tianlan Imperial City, a figure clad in Blood-colored Battle Armor stood proudly in the void, his Blood-colored Cloak fluttering wildly in the fierce wind, exuding an awe-inspiring presence like an Evil Demon that had descended upon the world!
Shi Feng looked down at the densely packed, silent crowd below and announced, "I, Shi Feng, declare myself the victor of the Martial Arts competition for the hand of Princess Linglong in Tianlan Imperial City!"
His voice was cold, resolute, allowing no one to object, and it echoed through the void.
Many people, upon hearing his voice, showed changes in their expressions. He had announced himself as the victor! This was unheard of.
There were also many among the crowd who were dissatisfied, especially those combatants still on the platform who had not yet been eliminated!
Over the past few days, through battles to the death, so had nearly perished in the fights, barely making it this far, and before they could even be defeated, he declared himself the winner.
However, although many felt discontent, none dared to voice their objections.
What a joke, this was the man who had annihilated one genius after another. Even Wang Zhuo and thousands of experts from the Dragon Tiger Sect had been wiped out by him in just half a day, leaving no trace of their bodies; arguing with such a ruthless person was simply a suicidal act.
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His na was Little Jing, born into a poor family in a small village of the Tianlan Empire.
From childhood, Little Jing had admired the powerful Martial Artists and was determined to beco one himself, to stand out among others.
That year, Little Jing wandered into the mountains and accidentally entered a cave, only to stumble upon Ancient Relics.
Little Jing was fortunate; not only did he survive nurous dangers by chance in the Ancient Relics, but he also received the legacy of the ancestors.
Since then, Little Jing could be said to have soared to great heights, from a poor peasant, a village boy, to a Martial Artist!
After receiving the ancient legacy, Little Jing devoted himself to intense Cultivation, training in perilous places. Gradually, Little Jing transford from a Martial Artist into a Martial Arts master!
During this period, Little Jing t a beautiful girl, fell in love with her, and she fell in love with him. However, knowing that the Tianlan Empire was holding a Martial Arts competition for Princess Linglong’s hand, Little Jing resolutely decided to participate! He felt his chance had co.
He wanted to rise above others, to achieve a lofty position, to honor his ancestors, to beco a powerful Prince Consort of the Tianlan Empire!
For his dreams, no matter how the girl pleaded, regardless of the helplessness and reluctance in his heart, Little Jing eventually hardened his heart and chose to break up with her.
Even now, the image of her face, wet with tears when he said those words of breakup, kept flashing in his mind.
Yet, after making so many sacrifices, participating in this grand competition, defeating one formidable opponent after another, often just barely winning!
And now, that person, proudly standing in the void, had just declared himself the champion of the competition for the Princess’s hand! How could Little Jing accept this? He had given up his beloved for this competition, and now this person was trying to take away his dreams and hopes—what was the difference between this and killing him?!
Reflecting on this, the words of that person in the void echoed in his mind. Little Jing clenched his fists tightly, his whole body trembling with rage, fury filled his entire being.
"Shi! Feng!" Little Jing raised his head, spat out the na fiercely, and prepared to move!
But just as Little Jing was about to break into the void, he forced himself to stop, "This person... is too powerful! So powerful that it makes my heart palpitate, tremble, unable to contend at all!"
"I’d be sending myself to death if I went up there!" Little Jing looked at the blood-colored figure with helplessness, unwillingness, and sadness in his voice.
"It’s all over, everything is over! I... I have also failed my Rong’er!" Little Jing ultimately chose to retreat, feeling imnse regret, discomfort, and heartache!
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In the void above Tianlan Imperial City, Shi Feng looked down on the silent and densely packed crowd below and once again spoke indifferently, "Those who do not accept this can co and challenge at any ti from now until noon tomorrow."
"I’ll be at the Ten Thousand Treasures rchant Building!"
After he finished speaking, Shi Feng turned into a dazzling white light, swiftly breaking through the space towards the Ten Thousand Treasures rchant Building!
Only after Shi Feng’s figure had disappeared did the crowd below emit a clamorous sound, and the discussions that followed were as intense as a tsunami.
"Shi Feng! Just like that, he has won first place! He has won Princess Linglong, the number one beauty of the Tianlan Empire?"
"If not Shi Feng, then who? Do you dare to challenge Shi Feng?"
"Ah! I am so envious! Shi Feng will be sleeping with Princess Linglong, the number one beauty of the Eastern Domain! When they... That’s just too beastly! Every ti I think about it, my heart aches!"
"Ah! My Princess Linglong! My position as the Prince Consort! Ahhhh!"
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Above the void, the Golden-armored Soldiers had already quietly withdrawn, leaving only that golden figure still proudly standing in the void. Prince Guang Lann Guang, looking at the departing blood-colored figure, shook his head and smiled,
"This kid! He is so arrogant! It seems the martial arts competition for marriage has already concluded. My little grandniece also has a good way out now."
Then, Prince Guang turned his head, looking not far off towards the peak of the Imperial Palace, towards the golden figure that appeared and disappeared amid the clouds. Then, with a swift motion, Prince Guang moved rapidly toward that direction.
While breaking through the space, he said with a light smile, "I wonder if my Imperial Nephew is satisfied with his future son-in-law! With such a monstrous son-in-law, he must be more than content!"
...
At the peak of the Imperial Palace, surrounded by swirling clouds, Lann Yuan stood proudly among them, his gaze never leaving the blood-colored figure until it vanished from his sight!
At that mont, Lann Yuan slowly spoke, "My precious Linglong really does have good taste!" After saying this, Lann Yuan smiled contentedly. Seeing Lann Guang approaching rapidly, he smiled, "Imperial Uncle is here! I wonder what Imperial Uncle thinks of Shi Feng? I think he must be quite satisfied!"
The two golden figures soon t together!
...
"He! He actually declared his own victory! Then, does that not an the Princess will have her wish fulfilled, marrying the man of her heart’s desire! I must hurry back to the palace to report this wonderful news to the Princess! Surely she must be thrilled to death!"
Among the crowd, that green figure, who had been bustling back and forth several tis throughout the day, once again quietly exited the crowd and ran toward the direction of the Imperial Palace!
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