"That's too easy!"
Putting away the God Slaughtering Demon Stick, Ye Mo was a little excited. These were two true Immortal Realm experts that he had suppressed in the Demon Slaughtering Space. When his strength increased, he would have a way to deal with them.
"Don't be too proud," Blackpeak said. "This time, you were able to suppress two Immortal Realm experts because of Yi Qianchou's help. In the future, if you encounter an Immortal Realm expert, you'd better think about how to escape."
"Don't be too proud of yourself," Ye Mo said.
"Let's not suppress that Immortal Realm expert first. Provoke him and force him to use the Immortal Martial Technique. I'll absorb it and increase my World Power."
Ye Mo smiled.
Sure enough, the Immortal Realm expert was completely enraged. He used three Immortal Martial Techniques in a row, but to no avail. In the end, he was suppressed by Blackpeak.
As for Ye Mo, at that moment, he had awakened 70 World Powers.
He was very satisfied with the speed at which his strength increased.
He didn't know how strong Ye Mo was now, but he could faintly feel that he could easily break through the World Aura of an ordinary expert in the Second Tier.
"Saving Fatty Fu this time was dangerous, but for me, it was a big improvement," Ye Mo said with a smile.
Then, he thought of something. He patted his head and said, "Senior Yi, judging by the time, the martial arts competition for a spouse has already started. I wonder where it's going."
"Ye Mo, you don't have to call me Senior Yi," Yi Qianchou said. "You saved my life and helped me suppress two Immortal Realm experts. You're a true comrade. Why don't we become brothers?"
Yi Qianchou said.
"What? Brothers? How is that possible? You're an expert in the Immortal Realm and the ancestor of the Seal Clan. "
Ye Mo was shocked and immediately started to evade.
"Haha, what ancestor? It's decided. From now on, I'll call you Brother Ye Mo."
Yi Qianchou patted Ye Mo's shoulder.
"Alright!"
Ye Mo nodded. His body changed again, turning into Master Nan Feng.
"Ye Mo, is this your original appearance?"
Yi Qianchou asked curiously.
"No, this is a person that I have disguised myself as. My name is Young Master Nan Feng. It is only because of Young Master Nan Feng's identity that I was able to successfully approach Yi Luo and find the spy from the Symbol Sect. This is my true appearance."
Ye Mo shook his head and changed back to his original appearance. After letting Yi Qianchou take a look, he turned back into Mr. Nanfeng.
"So that's how it is. Right, you mentioned a martial competition for a spouse just now. What's going on?"
Yi Qianchou suddenly recalled Ye Mo's words.
"Big Brother Yi, it's like this. Ever since you and Fatty Fu went missing, the Talisman Sect has been repeatedly suppressed by the Equipment Sect and the Pill Sect. It's already in an abyss of suffering. Left with no other choice, Yi Luo decided to hold a martial competition for a spouse. She wants to use this method to form a marriage alliance with a powerful force and relieve the pressure on the sect."
Ye Mo said slowly.
"Marriage? Now that I've returned, and the Heaven Suppressing Talisman has been restored to the level of a top-grade deity weapon, even if the Weapon Clan and the Pill Clan join forces, I won't take them seriously. Moreover, my family's Yi Luo isn't someone they can match.
Yi Qianchou snorted coldly, a hint of disdain on her face.
Ye Mo smiled awkwardly when he heard that. Now that Yi Qianchou had returned, the martial competition for a spouse no longer had any meaning.
"Let's go!"
Yi Qianchou waved her hand, bringing Ye Mo with her as they headed towards Proud World City.
At that moment, the martial competition for a spouse had also reached its final moment. The tomb guard finally appeared. Originally, they thought that the tomb guard would be able to take advantage of Fallen Mortal's deity power to defeat him in one fell swoop.
But Fallen Mortal had once again used his powerful talent to tell everyone that he was undefeatable.
The spectators around the square were once again shocked. In the end, they shook their heads helplessly. Although Fallen Mortal hadn't achieved 100 consecutive victories, no one else went up to challenge him anymore.
"As expected, Fallen Mortal World won the martial arts competition for a spouse without any suspense. He has successfully brought home the beauty."
"Yeah, Gu Wuji no longer plans to continue. The tomb guard, Yuan Qingtian, and Ying Feng have all been defeated. There's no one who can defeat him."
The crowd started discussing again.
Fallen Mortal turned around and raised his head to look at Yi Hao, who was standing by the pavilion's fence. He clasped his hands together and said, "Sect Leader Yi Hao, now that all the talented youths have been defeated by me, no one dares to come up to challenge me anymore. I think it's better not to waste everyone's time and just announce the result."
Hearing that, Yi Hao frowned and said, "According to the rules of the martial competition for a spouse, if no one dares to challenge you, you must wait for half a day. Once half a day has passed and no one has challenged you, I can directly announce the result."
Fallen Mortal shook his head slightly and said, "If that's the case, I'll have to recover some of my deity power. If anyone dares to come up and waste my time, don't blame me for being ruthless."
If Fallen Mortal waited for half a day and another person suddenly came up to the stage, Fallen Mortal would have to wait for another half a day after defeating that person.
The surrounding youths didn't dare to have any other thoughts. They could only wait for the result slowly.
Suddenly, the crowd fell silent.
"Why haven't you appeared yet? Have you really left? Why? Why? Since you don't plan on fighting, don't give me any hope, you big liar. "
When Yi Luo, who was seated in the pavilion, heard the silhouettes coming from outside, two streams of crystalline tears involuntarily rolled down her cheeks.
This was the first time she trusted someone so much, but she was deeply hurt.
"To be honest, I'm still a little disappointed in this martial competition, because the so-called Young Master Nan Feng didn't appear. Back then, he taught Lin Zehai a lesson. You guys should know that Lin Zehai is my man, and I heard that he beat him up whenever he wanted."
Fallen Mortal, who was sitting on the stage, said indifferently, "However, it seems that he no longer has the guts to appear."
Time ticked by bit by bit. Half a day had finally passed.
Fallen Mundane World finally had no more challengers, successfully winning this Groom Search Competition. He also stood up and said with a faint smile, "Sect Master Yi, no, I should call you father-in-law now. Let Lady Yi Luo come down."
"Sigh!"
Yi Hao sighed and turned to look at Yi Luo. "Yi Luo."
"I understand."
Yi Luo wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and stood up. She directly jumped down from the pavilion and landed in front of Fallen Mortal. The two of them stood together, looking like a perfect match made in heaven.
"Everyone, I will now make an announcement."
Before Yi Hao could finish, an aged voice sounded, "Announce my ass. This martial competition isn't going to be held anymore."
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