Ten beautiful young girls, their silken robes fragrant, danced gracefully on the water's surface. Their toes touched the water as lightly as dragonflies, their movements elegant, captivating, and truly beautiful.

Luo Feng found himself nodding in approval. These young women are only at the Seventh Level of the Essence storage Realm. To be able to do this is indeed remarkable.

The dance performance concluded, followed by two more, both exceptionally brilliant and dazzling.

Luo Feng was watching the performance when Sui'er, who was beside him, suddenly asked, "Young Master, do you have a grudge against the young master of the Ye family?"

Luo Feng looked at Sui'er. "Why do you ask?"

Sui'er glanced towards Ye Tang's direction and said with a frown, "Ye Tang has been watching you since the celebration feast began, and his gaze…"

Sui'er frowned, thought for a moment, and then continued, "His gaze is terrifying!"

Luo Feng chuckled. "You have a keen eye."

Hearing Luo Feng's praise, Sui'er smiled and said, "Young Master, you don't need to worry. You have the Mysterious Sun Jade Token, so you're a distinguished guest of our Dayang Mansion. As long as you're in the City Lord Mansion, Ye Tang wouldn't dare to do anything."

Luo Feng nodded. "Thank you for the reminder. I know what I'm doing."

With his soul perception, he had noticed Ye Tang's gaze long ago; he just hadn't paid it any mind.

After the third performance ended and Yang Wanyi still hadn't appeared, someone finally couldn't resist asking, "City Lord Yang, why hasn't Miss Yang Wanyi shown up yet?"

Hearing this, Yang Dingtian's brow furrowed slightly, and his gaze subtly shifted towards the inner courtyard. That girl still hasn't come out…

"Go and check on the young lady," Yang Dingtian murmured to a maidservant beside him. He then stood up, cleared his throat, and said with a smile, "Everyone, please don't worry. My daughter must have been delayed by something. There are still a few more performances to come, and I guarantee they won't disappoint you."

"City Lord Yang, I heard you're planning to choose a husband for Yang Wanyi this time?" someone seized the opportunity to ask.

As soon as these words were spoken, all eyes immediately focused on Yang Dingtian, filled with anticipation.

Ye Tang also narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint flickering within them.

Seeing everyone's eager expressions, Yang Dingtian chuckled. "That's right. I do indeed hope to use this joyous occasion to select a fine husband for Waner."

Upon hearing this, many of the young talents present had a subtle change in expression, and smiles appeared on the faces of the leaders from major factions.

The City Lord of Dayang City, Yang Dingtian, selecting a son-in-law—this was no small matter.

Yang Wanyi was exceptionally gifted, a renowned beauty of Linglong Hall, and furthermore, the cherished daughter of the Dayang City Lord Mansion. She was the dream lover of many.

Many young heroes were rubbing their hands together, already scheming inwardly, determined not to let this opportunity slip by.

"City Lord Yang, if I may be so bold, what are your requirements for selecting a son-in-law?" someone asked impatiently.

Ye Tang, who was sitting in his seat, felt a flicker of joy in his eyes. The opportunity is here!

He glanced coldly at Luo Feng, then stood up and declared with a loud laugh, "Miss Wanyi entered the Spiritual Rotation Realm before the age of seventeen; she is a true daughter of heaven! Her husband must naturally be a dragon among men! I suggest we hold a sparring exhibition where everyone can display their talents. What do you think, City Lord?"

"Indeed, with so many young talents present, we must determine who is superior."

"Exactly! Only through combat can true abilities be revealed. Only then can we see who is worthy of Miss Wanyi."

The young elites present were all from prominent families, proud and arrogant. Naturally, none would back down at this moment, and they all nodded in agreement.

Yang Dingtian had already intended this and said with a smile, "Since everyone is so enthusiastic, I naturally agree. However, these are sparring exhibitions, so attacks should stop once a victor is clear. Killing is strictly forbidden. I hope you will all grant me, Yang Dingtian, this respect and not violate this rule."

With a final instruction, Yang Dingtian scanned the crowd in the square and asked, "Who wishes to be the first to come up?"

"I will!"

A shout rang out, and a burly figure leaped a distance of several zhang, landing with a THUD on the platform.

The burly youth stood on the platform, his gaze proud, and looked out at the square. "I am Shi Lei of the Dayang Shi Family! Who dares to ascend the stage?"

"Such arrogance! I'll face you!"

Many were angered by the burly youth's haughty tone. A young man in green robes snorted coldly and leaped onto the stage.

Luo Feng wanted to broaden his horizons; the young Martial Artists here came from all corners, making this a perfect opportunity. He watched the two on stage with keen interest.

"Who are you?" the burly youth's tiger-like eyes scanned the green-robed youth condescendingly.

The green-robed youth's eyes narrowed slightly. He drew his precious sword and said coldly, "If you can defeat me, then I'll tell you."

"Arrogant! Take my punch!"

Enraged, the burly youth roared, his thick eyebrows shooting up. His body launched from the ground, and he threw an aerial punch at his opponent.

"Chaotic Stone Fist!"

BOOM!

The air before the burly youth's fist suddenly swelled and then seemed to crack like stone as it descended from above. The fierce fist wind made the hair of those at the front of the square stand on end.

The green-robed youth stood his ground, gripping his sword resolutely. Suddenly, he charged forward, the ground beneath his feet instantly cracking. The cold sword edge traced a stunning arc as it thrust towards the sky.

The two clashed in an instant. The shockwave from the collision of Yuan Qi surged everywhere, and in a blink, several cracks appeared on the platform.

BANG!

The burly youth was blasted backward, his feet carving out two deep pits upon landing.

The green-robed youth also retreated several steps, each footfall causing the platform to tremble.

The crowd in the square gasped softly. That burly youth possesses such tremendous strength!

The sword light condenses into a single line—what brilliant swordsmanship. Unlike the others, Luo Feng favored the green-robed youth wielding the sword.

Hearing this, Sui'er looked at the stage and asked in confusion, "Young Master, do you think the swordsman will win?"

Luo Feng nodded.

Sui'er's Daimei furrowed slightly as she asked, "Although both are at the late stage of the Hell Realm, Shi Lei's cultivation is clearly a notch higher…"

Luo Feng shook his head and explained, "A Martial Artist's strength is only partly determined by their cultivation. Although Shi Lei's cultivation is more profound, his martial arts comprehension is far inferior to his opponent's. This swordsman can condense his sword light into a single line; his Sword Dao cultivation is not trivial. Once he goes all out, Shi Lei will undoubtedly be defeated."

"Oh…" Sui'er nodded, as if she half-understood.

On the stage, having failed to defeat his opponent with one punch, the burly youth became somewhat enraged and embarrassed. He roared, "Chaotic Stone Might! Accept your defeat!"

The burly youth hammered out with his fists repeatedly, his fierce fist energy firmly locking onto the green-robed swordsman.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Each of the burly youth's punches carried immense power, shaking the surrounding water pools and stirring up huge waves, his momentum overwhelming.

Facing the storm of punches, the green-robed swordsman gripped his sword with both hands, his body faintly exuding a sharp aura, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Reverse Flow Four Shadows!"

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

The precious sword trembled slightly, transforming into four cold sword gleams that formed a '#' pattern, swirling outwards. The intense, sharp aura formed a hurricane, shredding the air to pieces.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

A continuous series of explosions erupted as the sword qi whirlwind collided with the fist screen, breaking through with unstoppable momentum, shattering the fist energy, and fiercely striking the burly youth's Protective Gang Energy.

The burly youth's face changed color several times in an instant. Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying backward, landing in a water pool and sending up a spray several zhang high.

CLANG!

The green-robed swordsman sheathed his sword and cast a cold glance at the burly youth in the water, who, his face full of shame, was awkwardly climbing ashore.

Yang Dingtian watched the green-robed swordsman on the platform and nodded. "Exquisite Swordsmanship. To achieve victory from a weaker position, not bad!"

"Young Master, you're amazing! Wow, he really won!" Seeing the burly youth fall from the platform, Sui'er clenched her small fists, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Luo Feng smiled. "I was just guessing."

In the distance, Ye Tang stared fixedly at Luo Feng, the intense killing intent emanating from him causing the air temperature to drop noticeably.

"Young Master, when will you teach that brat a lesson?" Steward Hong, standing beside him, asked.

Ye Tang took a deep breath and said, "There's no rush with this matter. Let's wait and see."

Deep down, Ye Tang naturally wished he could teach Luo Feng a lesson right now, but this wasn't the time. Luo Feng's cultivation is beneath mine, and he only recently gained fame. If I act now, even if I win, I won't be able to humiliate him. Instead, it would invite gossip, which would be most unwise. Besides, Yang Wanyi hasn't appeared yet, and the true experts present haven't made their moves. It's not convenient to reveal my strength.

Steward Hong nodded. "I understand. Then let him be comfortable for a little longer!"

At this moment, the green-robed swordsman stepped down from the platform to rest. Two other youths simultaneously ascended: a stern-faced youth with a sword, and a young saber man.

The two were comparable in cultivation, both at the late stage of the Hell Realm. As they faced each other on the platform, an invisible pressure immediately manifested.

"That's Li Yun from Gold Stone Hall, and his opponent is Dong Hua, young master of the Dong Family from Barren City."

"Their cultivation levels and reputations are quite similar. It's hard to say who will win."

The crowd watched the pair on stage, whispering softly and guessing the outcome of the match.

"Young Master, who do you think will win?" Sui'er asked Luo Feng.

Earlier, everyone had thought the green-robed swordsman was sure to lose. Only Luo Feng had been optimistic, and in the end, the swordsman had turned defeat into victory. This made her very curious.

Luo Feng glanced at the two on stage and said with certainty, "The young saber man will definitely win."

His words had barely fallen when the two on stage began to fight.

The young saber man was expressionless, his right hand on the hilt of his saber. He drew it and swung.

SWISH!

A ten-foot-long saber gleam appeared, enveloping the stern-faced youth opposite him.

The stern-faced youth sneered. His precious sword was unsheathed silently and thrust out in a single strike.

The thick Sword Qi collided with the saber gleam, exploding with a boom and sending a wild gust of wind everywhere.

The stern-faced youth smirked, preparing to strike again, but suddenly, he realized that a saber gleam of astonishing momentum was bearing down on him, already right before his eyes.

"When—!"

The stern-faced youth turned pale with fright and hastily swung his sword to defend.

SLASH!

The saber gleam swept past. A slash mark appeared on the stern-faced youth's abdominal clothing, which immediately stained with blood.

"You've lost," the young saber man said faintly, then turned and walked away, leaving behind the stern-faced youth, who looked utterly astonished.

"What happened? Their cultivation levels are similar, and that first saber gleam was clearly blocked! How could there be a second one?"

"I don't know either. They moved too fast; I couldn't see clearly."

A wave of discussion rose from the crowd, many of whom didn't understand why the stern-faced youth had been defeated.

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