At this mont.
Both Mo Xiangsheng and An Wuji had their faces frozen in place.
A Tribulation Transformation Holy Artifact!
In terms of preciousness, their betrothal gifts didn't even qualify to compete with Wen Tengqi.
"Is this guy... crazy? Taking out a Tribulation Transformation Holy Artifact as a betrothal gift? Is it worth it for a woman?!"
Mo Xiangsheng looked at Wen Tengqi with disbelief.
Everyone knew they weren't here for Chu ng'er, but for her status as a princess.
Since that's the case.
Why put so much value into it?
A Tribulation Transformation Holy Artifact, this is madness!
Even Emperor Chu on the Flying Ship was briefly stunned.
Then a glimr of greed appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Didn't expect, this guy still has such a Supre Treasure in his possession, a Tribulation Transformation Holy Artifact! Its value is imasurable!"
"Ultimately, it's a win for !"
Gaining a Tribulation Transformation Holy Artifact for nothing.
How could Emperor Chu not be pleased?
It was as if the Sea Sky Treasure Vault had already landed in his pocket.
"This fool, clearly knowing that anything he gives I will agree to, yet insists on gifting sothing so precious!"
Chu ng'er naturally understood Wen Tengqi's intentions.
He was declaring to the world his attention towards her!
This isn't re boasting, it's a show-off, it's a declaration, an expression!
Everyone thinks she isn't worth a Tribulation Transformation Holy Artifact.
But in his eyes.
A re Tribulation Transformation Holy Artifact is far inferior to her.
Ultimately.
Chu ng'er in full view of everyone, disregarded Mo Xiangsheng and An Wuji.
And accepted Wen Tengqi's betrothal gift.
No one was surprised by this decision.
But for Wen Tengqi, suddenly erging out of nowhere, there was so curiosity.
The reduced Sea Sky Treasure Vault, only the size of a cushion, was tightly embraced by Chu ng'er.
As if it was more precious than anything else.
Simply because it was given to her by him.
Mo Xiangsheng's face turned gloomy, he looked towards Wen Tengqi: "Princess accepted your betrothal gift, but it doesn't an Princess has chosen you!"
"The betrothal gift is just one part."
"Strength is what truly matters!"
"I challenge you now, do you dare to accept?!"
Mo Xiangsheng appeared sowhat angry after losing out to Wen Tengqi.
He seed very eager to regain his dignity.
The presentation of betrothal gifts was complete.
Next cos the real spectacle.
At the marriage contest, what mattered was strength.
So, would the first match be between Mo Xiangsheng and Wen Tengqi?
Quite a few people were eagerly awaiting.
Wen Tengqi glanced at Mo Xiangsheng: "I refuse to fight."
Wen Tengqi was fully aware that in terms of strength, he was definitely no match for Mo Xiangsheng.
Besides.
From the beginning to end, his goal was rely to deliver a betrothal gift.
Now, he had accomplished his goal.
"Refuse to fight?"
Mo Xiangsheng's lips curled into a sneer: "Coward!"
Wen Tengqi's expression remained unchanged, silently he stepped aside.
Mo Xiangsheng at this mont was full of spirit, he scanned the crowd coldly: "Is there anyone who would accept my challenge?"
"Anyone, will do!"
On the stage.
Many Heavenly Prides remained silent.
Mo Xiangsheng's aura was too overwhelming!
And in reality.
His strength matched his arrogance!
"If no one, then let's not waste ti. Just let and Brother An fight it out, winner shall marry the princess!"
Mo Xiangsheng spoke with bravado.
"I want to give it a try!"
At this mont, a young man in blue walked forward.
"It's Guan Mo from the Primordial Clan!"
Soone recognized the young man.
Mo Xiangsheng disdainfully glanced at Guan Mo: "One move, if you're still standing, I lose!"
"Boom!"
Just as he finished speaking.
His body left a shadow in place.
The whole person swept with the ferocity of a storm, earth and heaven trembled, and he punched towards Guan Mo.
Guan Mo saw this, his expression changed drastically.
He hurriedly drew back for defense.
Yet unexpected.
"Bang!!!"
Mo Xiangsheng's punch landed on his body, akin to a mountain crashing into him.
Dominating, brutal, irresistible!
Guan Mo's body imdiately flew backward, falling to the ground like a lost dog.
Defeated with one punch!
"Bottom of the well!"
Mo Xiangsheng's eyes held no pity, rather scornfully mocking.
"This is definitely not Primordial Flower Realm anymore! Mo Xiangsheng is already a Tongtian Realm powerhouse!"
The crowd was shocked by Mo Xiangsheng's punch.
Earlier many were just analyzing.
But now as Mo Xiangsheng acted, its terrifying power displayed everything clearly.
Moreover, it was known.
Mo Xiangsheng hadn't even exerted full strength!
Now.
The other Heavenly Prides who had been eager were now shaking their heads.
Silently stepping down from the stage.
On the vast stage, only Mo Xiangsheng and An Wuji remained.
Mo Xiangsheng looked towards An Wuji: "Brother An, I've long heard your renowned na, I hope you won't let down today!"
An Wuji calmly replied: "I certainly won't let you down!"
"Then, let's battle."
Mo Xiangsheng wasted no words.
"Swoosh!"
An Wuji was the first to strike.
Furthermore, he clearly greatly regarded Mo Xiangsheng.
His strike, he unleashed his treasured sword, 'Infinite Divine Sword'.
A Tongtian Spiritual Artifact.
Gained by An Wuji from an Ancient Relics site.
He slashed, the speed was extrely slow.
So slow that everyone could clearly see An Wuji's sword's speed and trajectory.
So were stunned.
"Is this An Wuji's strength? This sword speed is so slow, even worse than mine!"
"What do you know?"
Imdiately soone sneered.
"This is true speed! When fast to the extre, it becos slow!"
"That slash could kill you a hundred eighty tis!"
Extre speed makes slowness?
This statent shocked many on the scene.
It was the first ti they heard such a notion!
And in reality.
Facing An Wuji in battle, Mo Xiangsheng seeing An Wuji's slash, was vigilantly apprehensive, his face changed.
Only he, in the mont.
Could feel how truly fast An Wuji's sword was.
Faster even than lightning!
Mo Xiangsheng's fists imdiately donned a pair of black boxing gloves.
These boxing gloves, called 'Ghost Demon Boxing Gloves' were also a Tongtian Spiritual Artifact.
Mo Xiangsheng being a disciple of the Demon God Palace, his physical body was even more fearso than Primordial beasts, enormously powerful.
Coupled with Ghost Demon Boxing Gloves, his strength naturally increased.
"Boom!"
He raised a fist and struck.
With that punch, the sky crumbled, the earth shattered, all things roared, the void cracked several fissures.
The speed was not only swift, but the punch force was imnse!
"Clang!"
An Wuji's Infinite Divine Sword slashed against Mo Xiangsheng's Ghost Demon Boxing Gloves, erupting in a majestic burst of sparks.
As if a rain of fire fell.
"Boundless!"
In the next mont, An Wuji switched his sword move, slashing again, it looked still slowly without haste.
But this slash, seed endless.
"What an incredible slash!"
Soone imdiately exclaid.
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