"First, the cultivation level of the competition target cannot exceed the ascension period, and the real age cannot exceed 1,500 years old. Our princess is only 800 years old, and she is looking for a prince consort, not a father!"

The housekeeper looked serious, but he didn't expect that he would speak humorously.

“Hahaha…that’s.”

Many monks who came to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit brides laughed.

The originally tense and solemn atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Second, ghost cultivator, we don't welcome you, please automatically withdraw from the competition. The Tao is different and they don't plan to each other. The Lord of Jiuer Palace only likes sunny and upright promising young people."

The housekeeper continued.

"Grass, just go!"

In the crowd, there were actually a few young men with sinister faces and emitting evil spirits all over their bodies, and they turned into escape light and left in a little unhappy manner.

"Ahem, it's the third one!"

The housekeeper stretched out his throat and continued, "You must be normal in orientation, with a positive facial features, a height of more than 1.8 meters, and have no bad habits."

As soon as these words were said, many monks were eliminated. Some were not tall and not handsome, and they came with the mentality of joining in the fun. Seeing that the butler said this, they flew out of the square and stayed in the crowd to continue watching the fun.

"Fourth, the key point is here. You cannot use large-scale forbidden techniques, you cannot use soul attacks, and you cannot use killer moves that may hurt the opponent's life. The final result will be decided by the princess, Princess Jiuer, and three respected seniors from Dongyang County.

After the butler finished speaking, he looked at everyone and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"have!"

At this time, Bai Yunfei stood up and said without any yin and yang: "Did you specify the gap between realms? I am afraid that the heights will be cold!"

"Oh, you mean the gap in the realm between opponents, right? As long as both sides have no objection, we have no objection," said the butler.

"That's good!"

Bai Yunfei sat down with a gloomy face. Since there was no requirement that only the same level could challenge him, he would definitely seize the opportunity to kill Qin Fei in this competition.

At that time, I will say that I have made a mistake and Han Ce will not dare to do anything to him.

"Since all the questions have been asked clearly, the competition can officially begin."

After the butler finished speaking, he returned to Han Ce.

"I'll come first, who dares to fight me?"

The first person to come out was a young man in white robe in the late stage of the fusion.

"I'm here!"

A young man in a black robe stood up, which was also the late stage of fusion.

The two of them had a pound of eight taels, and there was nothing remarkable in the fight. In fact, young people below the Mahayana period came to make up the number of people.

There is also the late Mahayana stage above. Unless they have the ability to defeat a late Mahayana cultivator, it is absolutely impossible to become Han Jiuer's son-in-law.

After almost two full hours, some of the monks in the fusion period finally stood out. They were a young man with slightly white hair on his temples and a bit solemn appearance.

"I am Li Lang, a casual cultivator, and I am willing to ask you all the experts!" The young man seemed serious and polite.

It is very awesome to be able to surpass all the heroes with the peak of the fusion.

Moreover, he is a casual cultivator, and most of them have encountered some adventures, otherwise he would not have had such a high level of cultivation.

"I am here to play two moves with you!"

At this time, a young man in the early stage of Mahayana stood up with a cold face.

"please!"

Li Lang nodded, and from beginning to end, it seemed that he had not even sacrificed his magic weapon.

"Hmph, you seem to be quite confident!"

The young man in the Mahayana stage sneered, but did not sacrifice his magic weapon. Instead, he punched Li Lang with his physical strength alone.

If a Mahayana cultivator needs to sacrifice magic weapons against a fusion cultivator, it is really shameless.

"Mahayana cultivators are indeed amazing!"

Li Lang said this, but he was not slow to take action. His five fingers slightly clawed and actually tried to hold the other party's fist.

"Arrogant!" The young man in the Mahayana period was furious, and a dazzling white light suddenly emerged from his entire arm, strengthening his strength.

Bang.....

Li Lang not only held the other party's fist, but also kicked the other party's lower abdomen.

The force was so strong that the other party flew backwards and fell to pieces.

Qin Fei's eyes shrank slightly. Li Lang had such a strong physical strength. After fighting for so long, he couldn't tell what kind of mental method he was using.

This person is not simple!

"Li Lang, win!"

An old man on the ceremonial platform announced loudly.

This is a martial arts competition to attract relatives, and there is no need to fight to the death. Therefore, the Mahayana monk was eliminated in an instant when he was careless.

"Low, Li Lang rests, and other young talents continue."

For fairness, several old men discussed and asked Li Lang to rest for a while before fighting. Otherwise, no matter how powerful he was, he would not be able to withstand the wheel battle.

At this time, a middle-aged Mahayana young man glanced at Qin Fei and said in a deep voice: "General Qin, Duan wants to ask you a few tricks, isn't it a problem?"

"Oh, OK!"

Qin Fei knew this young man. His father was also a general before, but he was killed in a certain demon war. Logically speaking, he could take over his father's position and become one of the generals of Dongyang County.

However, in recent hundreds of years, Han Ce has been busy with seclusion and hard work, but has not made too dazzling military achievements, so Han Ce has never promoted him.

However, Duan Yihan was very upset by promoting a monk from other continents who had been to Dongyang County for less than 20 years. He felt that Qin Fei had snatched the position of general who originally belonged to him.

Just now, not long after breaking through the middle stage of Mahayana, I heard that Han Jiuer was going to compete for martial arts and recruiting brides, so I signed up without hesitation. First of all, Han Jiuer is a stunning beauty and is loved by a man.

Secondly, I want to use this opportunity to show Han Ce his strength, and defeat Qin Fei on the spot, and let out a sigh of anger.

Qin Fei saw Duan Yihan’s bad eyes, but he didn’t take it seriously. He nodded and said, “Mr. Duan, please!”

After saying that, he flew to the center of the square and first supported a yellow wall light, which looked like an eggshell, covering himself tightly.

Qin Fei has always been a cautious person. Before he is not sure about the opponent's combat effectiveness, it is the safest way to hold up the black turtle seal first.

Even if you lose, you won't look too embarrassed.

Duan Yihan snorted, took out a magic weapon from the ring, which was a bit like a whip, and said coldly: "This thing is called 'Thumbing Divine Whip', and it belongs to the innate spiritual treasure. General Qin, be careful!"

After saying that, his wrist trembled, and the originally inconspicuous whip turned into a black stream of light, and the carrier's overwhelming spiritual pressure hit Qin Fei heavily.
Chapter completed!