In the center of the plaza, aside from the priestess on the high platform, there were only four young Middle Spirit Masters.
The handsome young man in the golden robe was an expert of the younger generation from the Feng Clan, one of the large clans in Guzhai City. His name was Feng Hao, and he was a Middle Spirit Master who had just turned 25. He was even stronger than Fan Dongze, who was also from Guzhai City. After all, he had broken through to Middle Spirit Master a year earlier than Fan Dongze.
The pale young man with the white paper fan was called Xuan Yao, and his identity was unknown. All that was known was that he was a guest invited by the High Priestess, so his background must not be small. Furthermore, he was the youngest Middle Spirit Master among the four on the platform, and he was only 22 years old. At such a young age, he was able to achieve such valiant strength, which could be seen in Tenbin.
The tall and mature young man was a young expert from a large clan in a nearby city. His name was Luo Leihu, and he would be 26 years old in a few days. This time, he had hit the jackpot and was able to make it in time for the priestess to choose her concubine. If he was a few days late, he would be over 25 years old, and he would lose the right to participate.
As for the cloaked young man, his background was unknown. All that was known was that his name was Wei Ying, and he had a lot of battle experience. He was an expert in sneak attacks, and Fan Dongze was wearing a defensive armor, but he was still able to seize the opportunity to heavily injure him. This was enough to show his ability.
Luo Leihu, who had fought with Fan Dongze against the seven Low Spirit Masters, looked at him with dissatisfaction and said, "This kind of sneak attack scoundrel is not worthy of competing with us for the priestess. Let me kick you out now."
After saying that, Luo Leihu stomped on the ground with one foot, and his entire body was like a ferocious tiger as he pounced towards the cloaked young man. His fist was like a falling boulder as it smashed towards Wei Ying.
Wei Ying looked at the incoming Luo Leihu and said with disdain, "Hehe, a barbarian bull like you is not qualified for me to come out."
He sneered, and unexpectedly punched Luo Leihu head-on.
Boom!
The two of them used strength against strength, and their fists collided. In just an instant, they were both pushed back.
Luo Leihu had only taken three steps back, while Wei Ying had taken six steps back.
The power of this punch was enough to prove whose fist was more powerful.
"You dare to be so arrogant with such little spiritual energy? Scoundrels will always be scoundrels!" Luo Leihu's aura surged as he prepared to gather his spiritual energy and blast it at Wei Ying.
Unexpectedly, just as he took a step forward, his entire body stopped. He looked at his already pitch-black fist and said with an abnormally angry expression, "You … You used poison?"
"A raging bull is a raging bull. Don't you understand that all is fair in war?" Wei Ying sneered in disdain.
Luo Leihu suppressed his anger and immediately took out a pill to swallow.
However, Wei Ying did not give him the chance to do so. He blasted out several streams of black mist toward Luo Leihu.
"It really is a dark attribute attack!" Xuan Yao, who had not made a move yet, was slightly surprised. Finally, he began to move.
He waved the white paper fan in his hand, and a flash of white light shot out.
Sizzle!
The black and white spiritual energy intertwined with each other and the two masses of Xuan energy disappeared.
Wei Ying looked at Xuan Yao in surprise and said, "Light-attribute spiritual energy. Are you from the Light Star Hall?"
Xuan Yao smiled and opened his white paper fan. A few pictures of beautiful women appeared on the paper. He coughed lightly and said, "You've guessed wrong. I'm just a wild man who doesn't dare to associate with the Light Star Palace. You, on the other hand, should be from the Specter Sect, right?"
Wei Ying narrowed his eyes and said, "You really are not from the Light Star Hall?"
"Is that really that important?" Xuan Yao said lightly.
"Since you're not, then go to hell!"
Wei Ying took advantage of the moment Xuan Yao waved his fan and rushed toward Xuan Yao like a ghost. His palms once again blasted out with all his strength.
Facing this move, Xuan Yao still had a faint smile on his face. The white paper fan in his hand was still as light as before, as if he did not care about this move at all.
"Scoundrel, your opponent is me!"
Luo Leihu, who was at the side, roared and instantly unsheathed the heavy saber on his back. A thunderous saber light flashed with thin arcs of electricity as it blasted toward Wei Ying.
"Lightning-attribute spiritual energy!" Ling Xiao, who had been paying attention to the battle, revealed a surprised expression.
He clearly saw that Luo Leihu had used an earth-attribute attack, but in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a lightning-attribute attack.
It seemed that Luo Leihu was a dual cultivator of lightning and earth.
Wei Ying did not expect Luo Leihu to be so fierce even after being poisoned. He immediately gave up on attacking Xuan Yao and flipped a few times in the air before dodging Luo Leihu's fierce attack.
However, Luo Leihu did not give up and continued to attack Wei Ying with the heavy saber in his hand.
Rumble rumble rumble!
The sound of thunder rang out in the middle of the square. The marble on the square was struck by the power of the lightning, causing rocks to fly everywhere and dust to rise.
"Lightning attacks are worthy of being called the strongest attribute. It's too terrifying!"
"I didn't expect this big guy to be so fierce. It seems that it won't be easy for the young master of the Feng Clan to obtain the embroidered ball."
"That's hard to say. Young Master Feng Hao still hasn't made a move. It looks like he's waiting until the end to reap the benefits."
"That's possible. I hope that Young Master Feng Hao can obtain the embroidered ball. The Feng Clan is still the number one clan in Guzhai City, and it would be a match made in heaven for him to marry the priestess."
…
The citizens began to discuss in low voices.
In the middle of the square, Wei Ying still did not fight head-on with Luo Leihu. He only used strange footwork to dodge Luo Leihu's attacks, causing him to return empty-handed.
"Scoundrel, don't dodge if you have the guts. I, Luo Leihu, will chop you into pieces!" Luo Leihu angrily shouted.
Although his attacks were powerful, he was not fast enough, and he could not lock onto Wei Ying's strange movements.
Wei Ying ignored Luo Leihu and sneered inwardly, Barbarian Bull, increase your attacks. The blackness will spread even faster.
"You forced me to do this. Today, I'll definitely cut off your dog head!" Luo Leihu cursed when he was at his wit's end. He leaped high into the air and gathered lightning-attribute spiritual energy around his body. His heavy saber pointed to the sky as a purple light enveloped his body.
Rumble!
Up in the sky, a bolt of lightning seemed to have been summoned and actually broke through the air.
"He can actually attract lightning from the heavens to his body. Even a high-ranked Spirit Master would not dare to take this move head-on. This guy is really strong!"
Ling Xiao muttered to himself as he looked at Luo Leihu. At the same time, he was secretly comparing himself to Luo Leihu. If he used his full strength to take on Luo Leihu's move, he would most likely be the one to lose.
Xuan Yao looked at Luo Leihu and shook his head. "Forcing yourself to use this move will only make you suffer."
As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Leihu, who had yet to make his move, swayed a few times in the air and then fell to the ground.
"Finally acting up," Wei Ying sneered and once again moved towards the falling Luo Leihu.
Xuan Yao once again blocked Wei Ying and said, "He has already been defeated. Why must you be so ruthless?"
"Hmph, hateful guy. Since you want to stop me from killing him, then I'll kill you." Wei Ying looked at Xuan Yao with extreme disgust and a pair of black gloves appeared on his palms.
This was his true Xuan Artifact, the one he had used to sneak attack Fan Dongze. It was a high-grade Third Stage Xuan Artifact.
This time, he was planning to use his real Xuan Artifact.
"Black Sand Palm!" Wei Ying shouted and in an instant, dozens of black palm shadows were sent out.
Xuan Yao circulated his Dark Protection Force and waved the white paper fan in his hand casually. The dozens of fan shadows were like butterflies, all blocking Wei Ying's black palm shadows.
Wei Ying's move was just a ruse. His strange footwork appeared again and he circled to Xuan Yao's side. A thin black needle appeared in his hand and he shot it towards Xuan Yao.
"Be careful of hidden weapons!" Luo Leihu couldn't help but remind Wei Ying from the ground.
Xuan Yao quickly leaped away and at the same time, he closed the white paper fan in his hand and pointed at Wei Ying a few times. Several white lights intertwined and shot towards Wei Ying like stars.
Wei Ying's sneak attack had failed and he continuously retreated to avoid Xuan Yao's attack. In his heart, he was extremely angry at Luo Leihu.
If Luo Leihu hadn't helped him just now, he would have immediately defeated Xuan Yao.
He thought to himself, "I can't let this go on. Otherwise, it will only benefit that brat who hasn't made a move yet."
Wei Ying was very cautious. He knew that if he continued to fight with Xuan Yao, it wouldn't be beneficial to him. Thus, he changed his direction and attacked Feng Hao, who was watching the show.
Feng Hao revealed a confident smile and muttered, "It seems that I can't even take advantage of her. If that's the case, then let me quickly end this game."
Feng Hao didn't meet Wei Ying's attack head-on. Instead, he avoided his direction and rushed towards the embroidered ball that had fallen in the middle of the arena.
In order to become the High Priestess' son-in-law, one didn't just have to fight to the end. Instead, one had to obtain the embroidered ball, rush to the high priestess on the platform, and present it to her. Then, that person would become the priestess' son-in-law.
"In your dreams!" Wei Ying saw through Feng Hao's intentions with a glance. He increased his speed again and attacked Feng Hao's back with both palms.
If Feng Hao insisted on picking up the embroidered ball, he would be seriously injured by his palms.
Feng Hao naturally didn't dare to take the risk. However, he was also quite skilled. He waved his hand and a golden light blocked Wei Ying's attack. At the same time, he flipped his body and landed in front of the embroidered ball. When his feet landed, he picked up the embroidered ball and threw it into the air. Using the momentum of his toes, he leaped up and the embroidered ball was about to fall into his hands.
Xuan Yao watched from the side and smiled. "You're not the fated person. You'd better take the embroidered ball later."
As he spoke, he waved his white paper fan. His spiritual energy brought about a strong gust of wind and blew the embroidered ball to the other side.
Feng Hao glared at Xuan Yao with dissatisfaction. However, he didn't have time to ask for the embroidered ball anymore. He immediately returned to defend against Wei Ying.
Xuan Yao took the opportunity to run towards the embroidered ball.
Feng Hao was determined to win this battle, so he wasn't willing to let Xuan Yao get it so easily.
"Extreme Metal Slash!"
Feng Hao shouted. His whole body shone with a golden light and spiritual energy spread out from his body. The golden sword in his hand instantly swung out countless sharp golden blades.
Wei Ying, who was closest to Feng Hao, was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. There was no way for him to avoid it. He could only continuously send out black palm shadows to shatter the golden blades.
However, Feng Hao's move was a top green stair sword technique. It was extremely powerful.
There was still a gap between Wei Ying's strength and Feng Hao's. After defending for a long time, the golden blades cut through his Dark Protection Force. Blood trickled out from the gaps between his flesh.
If Feng Hao took the opportunity to attack again, Wei Ying might not be able to block it.
However, Feng Hao didn't want to fight to the death with Wei Ying. His target was still the embroidered ball.
Feng Hao's attack changed direction and swept towards Xuan Yao.
There were only golden sword shadows left in the middle of the square.