Although Yan Chutian had already displayed the Strength of the Five Forces, he still deliberately restrained his strength. Otherwise, even if they were both using the Strength of the Five Forces, with his current level of strength, he would definitely be able to force his opponent back.
However, even if Yan Chutian had already made precise calculations, such a scene still caused quite a bit of shock to the crowd.
After all, everyone could clearly see that Yan Chutian's cultivation was only at the eighth level of Elixir. To be able to control the Strength of the Five Forces with such a cultivation level, it could not be said to be unique, but it was already one in a hundred.
And previously, no one had ever thought that Yan Chutian, who was at the eighth level of Elixir, was a person at the level of heaven's pride.
The palm prints of both sides collided, and it finally ended in a draw.
Then, the young cultivator's gaze once again looked at Yan Chutian, and the originally dignified expression on his face became even more intense.
Perhaps the opponent's cultivation level was not as high as his, but the exchange of blows just now had already made him clear that in a real battle of strength, the opponent would not be weaker than him by a single bit.
But this male cultivator would not be afraid because of this. After all, he had also walked step by step from being weak. How many times had he not faced such a strong opponent like this!
With this kind of mentality, the young male cultivator pinched his palm once again and attacked towards Yan Chutian.
Next, in the eyes of the crowd, the two sides once again engaged in a fierce battle. After a quarter of an hour, the fierce battle finally came to an end.
Not to mention how much strength Yan Chutian had restrained, at least in the eyes of the crowd, the young male cultivator was only one step behind. Because of this slight difference, he was defeated by Yan Chutian.
This time, even if Yan Chutian had previously been suspected of holding back his strength, no one would think that he was still holding back his strength.
After all, everyone thought that a cultivator with only the eighth level of Elixir could defeat a ninth level Elixir cultivator who had mastered the Strength of the Five Forces, and that should be the limit.
If he was even stronger, then all of them would find it hard to imagine.
And this time, no one would ridicule Yan Chutian for being lucky. Although he might not be the strongest person present, he was the only one who could reach this stage with his Elixir Level 8 cultivation.
From this point of view, he was definitely worthy of the title of Proud Son.
High up in the plaza, the purple-clothed lady looked at Yan Chutian, who had already advanced into the top ten, even though she knew that there was a thick barrier between them.
However, she still couldn't help but think about what kind of connection would occur between them under the name of this martial arts competition for a spouse if he took advantage of the situation and became the champion.
But just as she thought of this possibility, she didn't even have time to smile before she quickly shook her head to deny it.
She knew Yan Chutian's character too well. After what she had done, he would never want to have anything to do with her again.
This sounded extremely cruel, but the purple-clothed woman could not blame anyone, because all of this was caused by a single thought from her.
Moreover …
It was because she understood Yan Chutian. The purple-clothed woman was even more clear that Yan Chutian would definitely not participate in the martial arts competition just to marry a person he had never met before, and furthermore, it was the daughter of the Divine Domain City Lord.
Thinking back to all the things that he had deliberately displayed before, the purple-clothed woman quickly thought that Yan Chutian might not want to be the champion, but only wanted to enter the top ten or top five.
The top ten would be rewarded, and the top five would be able to take the initiative to ask their father for a request that was not excessive. In comparison, the latter was more likely.
With that thought in mind, the purple-clothed woman did not hesitate much and immediately decided that no matter what Yan Chutian wanted to do, she would do her best to help.
Because this might be the only thing she could do for him.
When the victor between Yan Chutian and the young male cultivator was decided, the victors on the other stages were also decided one by one. All of them were ranked in the top ten of the joust for a spouse.
It was obvious that among the top ten, the one who attracted the most attention was naturally Young Master Long.
That made sense. Not only did this Young Master Long display talent and strength that could be considered top-notch among all of them, even his appearance was the most handsome among the top ten.
Moreover, his handsomeness was different from that of a pretty boy. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was extremely manly. Even Yan Chutian had to admit that he was really handsome.
In addition, there were two other people who were more eye-catching. One of them was also handsome, but he seemed to be a rogue cultivator, so he was slightly inferior to Young Master Long.
As for the other person, his cultivation was extremely strong and his identity was extraordinary, but his appearance was a little too ordinary.
Otherwise, his popularity would be comparable to that so-called Young Master Long.
With the top ten determined, the competition for the day also came to an end. On the high platform, streaks of light shot out and descended in front of Yan Chutian and the other ten people.
The light and shadow dissipated, revealing many exquisite jade boxes. Needless to say, the contents of these jade boxes should be the rewards for the top ten.
After that, a Yuanying level expert spoke out, truly announcing the end of today's competition.
At the same time tomorrow, the top five would be decided among the ten people, as well as the most eye-catching champion.
Hearing that today's competition had come to an end, Yan Chutian, who was holding the jade box in his hand, did not hesitate. He immediately tapped his foot and left the dense crowd.
However, as he was leaving, a faintly discernible gaze that had been staring at him the entire time also became nervous.
Seeing Yan Chutian leave, the purple-clothed woman subconsciously wanted to stand up. Even if she couldn't communicate with the former, as long as she knew where he lived, it was fine.
However, before she could see Yan Chutian's movements clearly, two figures slowly flew over and landed beside her and her father.
At this moment, they could directly fly over.
Naturally, only Young Master Long and another ordinary-looking young male cultivator came here.
"Greetings, Uncle Zhou."
Both of them had extraordinary backgrounds. Even if their father was not as good as the City Lord of the Divine City, he was not far behind. Therefore, they could call him uncle.
Hearing this, the City Lord of the Divine City laughed faintly and did not say anything. He immediately left the place to the three of them and left alone.
Seeing the City Lord leave, the two of them, especially Young Master Long, slowly looked at the purple-clothed woman with a burning gaze.
"Yue Xi …"
If it was a normal time, the purple-clothed woman might have some patience when meeting Young Master Long. After all, ever since she knew that Yan Chutian was dead, she had been disheartened. This Young Master Long had waited day and night, causing her to have a good impression of the former.
However, just now, she found out that Yan Chutian was not dead and was even appearing in front of her eyes. Therefore, how could she pay attention to this Young Master Long?
Therefore, she only symbolically responded with a few words, and then left in a flash, disappearing in front of the two of them.
Looking at the back of the purple-clothed woman as she left, the ordinary looking male cultivator did not have any reaction. However, Young Master Long clearly found it difficult to accept. His originally fiery expression had become extremely ugly.
"What's wrong, Young Master Long? It seems like Zhou Yuexi is not that nice to you."
Sensing the change in expression of the man beside him, the ordinary looking male cultivator could not help but sneer and mock him.
His words had coincidentally poked at the former's sore spot. It immediately caused the originally ugly expression on young master Long's face to darken even more.
"Wang Mang, there's no need to mock me. If you want, we can decide the victor here. There's no need to wait until tomorrow."
"Heh heh …" What, you can't take it anymore? Long Hong, I, Wang Mang, am not afraid of you. It's just that such an exciting show naturally has to be left for tomorrow. "
Wang Mang, who seemed to have thought of something, suddenly laughed, "However, I think that even if you become the chief, with that Zhou Yuexi's attitude towards you, you won't have the chance to become her dao companion."
"Boom …"
The moment Wang Mang finished speaking, a burst of power came from Long Hong's body, as if it was capable of toppling mountains and overturning seas.
However, the former seemed to have expected this. Almost at the same time that the mighty force attacked, he had already flashed out.
Following that, there was only a playful smile that continued to echo in place.
As the laughter echoed and gradually weakened, Long Hong's handsome face finally gradually rose. However, at this moment, his handsome face was already distorted.
The distortion gradually smoothed out, and his face slowly returned to its previous handsomeness.
"Yue Xi, no matter what, you are my, Long Hong's, woman. No one can snatch you away from me!"
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