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When second-generation rich kid Chu Ming's family fortunes declined and he fell into poverty, he stumbled upon an ancient martial arts system.

The system's mission: To promote ancient...

Chapter 30: Death Knell

The melodious bells rang throughout Chentang Village, waking up all the busy people everywhere.

Chen Leyao was born into an ancient martial arts family and has a certain foundation in martial arts. Although he is only thirteen years old, he is already a second-rank warrior.

The sound of this full-force collision was so deafening that the entire Chentang Village was alarmed.

Next to the arena, the contestants who were eagerly waiting for the arrival of the Hongmeng Organization were all stunned at this moment.

The bell sound just now seemed to be the marriage bell?

Upon noticing this, the entire area erupted in an uproar.

Who dares to come to our Chentang Village to poach girls?

Who has the courage to challenge the marriage level of our Chentang Village?

Who rang the marriage bell at the critical juncture of our campaign for the high priest? Is it to hinder our campaign for the high priest?

What is the intention?

For a moment, everyone was excited and rushed towards the Marriage Hall.

The people from the Hongmeng organization have not arrived yet, and the ring battle has been postponed, which happens to be a good time for everyone.

I just don't know who is the one who breaks through and which girl is chosen?

The Marriage Bell is a unique item in many ancient martial arts villages, and is a gift for outsiders to propose marriage.

Generally speaking, Guwu Village is very taboo about losing people. Even the marriage of a girl is no exception and will be subject to strict review.

Compared to girls getting married, people in Guwu Village prefer boys to marry into the family.

Of course, if the woman marries into the man's family, the man's village will have one less person, which is not good for him.

As a result, almost every ancient martial arts village has set up a marriage hall and hung up a marriage bell.

As long as you ring the marriage bell and pass the tests set by your respective villages, you can take the girl you like away.

As long as the girl is willing, no one can stop her.

However, if you are a man in the secular world, no matter how rich you are, I'm sorry, you are not qualified.

It’s not that the ancient martial arts families look down on ordinary people, it’s simply because the two sides are not from the same world.

In the minds of ancient martial arts families, ordinary people are inferior, just a group of pitiful creatures who know nothing.

Chu Ming looked at the complacent Chen Leyao and felt very unhappy.

He just wanted to leave here as soon as possible, why all the drama?

Chu Ming has figured it out. He doesn't need anyone to lead the way. As long as he chooses a direction, he will definitely be able to get out.

With Lingbo Weibu at hand, what can stand in my way?

At this moment, more than a dozen figures rushed over and blocked the entire area.

The five old men threw down the mahjong in their hands and were forced to do business. They looked at the situation below curiously and returned to their own levels.

When the aunt came here and saw that it was her daughter, she became anxious on the spot.

"Good boy, I was wondering why you wanted to stay and leave at the same time. It turns out your real target is my daughter!"

The old lady was furious and was about to start a fight.

Chu Ming really wanted to say, fuck you, don’t you know what kind of person your own daughter is?

Is there no normal person in the whole village?

At this moment, Chen Leyao suddenly stepped forward and said, "Everyone, please be quiet. Someone has rung the marriage bell for me. According to the rules, the next step is to pass the level. As long as he succeeds, he can take me away!"

Chu Ming frowned and said unhappily, "Childish! I still have things to do. I'll be leaving first. Goodbye."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Ming turned around and left without any hesitation.

He has already wasted too much time here, and if he doesn't leave now, it may be too late.

"Stop, who told you to leave?"

A burly middle-aged man walked out of the crowd and looked at Chu Ming with a bad face.

The others also glared at Chu Ming. The clock had already rung, and he wanted to just walk away?

It’s not that simple.

The ancient martial arts village attaches great importance to reputation, especially when it comes to the spirit of martial arts, and they will not give in even an inch.

Chu Ming's behavior, ringing the bell but not challenging it, was simply a contempt for Chentang Village.

This strong man is named Cao Lang, and he is one of the candidates for the high priest this time.

His initiative to step forward at this time also raised suspicions of canvassing for votes.

After all, doing something for the village at this time should be of some help when canvassing for votes later.

Chu Ming paused, looked up at the person blocking his way, and said, "I wasn't the one who rang the bell just now. I want to leave now. Please move aside."

"Humph, you come and go as you please? What do you think of our Chentang Village?"

Cao Lang exhaled and spoke, his blood surging throughout his body. The majestic aura stretched out for a long time, giving people a sense of oppression like a mountain.

Feeling the powerful pressure emanating from the other party, Chu Ming's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The other party actually wanted to overpower others by force.

"What if I say no?!"

Chu Ming said coldly.

Even a clay man has some qualities of earth. Chu Ming has been able to endure here for so long, which is already giving the other party enough face.

Since the other party is determined to make things difficult for me, it doesn't matter.

Just call him!

Chu Ming really didn't believe it. With the fourth level of ancient martial arts body training, countless top skills, and hundreds of years of experience, could he really be worse than the other party?

"You really don't know what's good for you!"

Cao Lang snorted coldly, his expression suddenly becoming stern, his powerful energy and blood surging wildly, setting off a momentum that soared into the sky.

Ninth-grade warrior!

As a candidate for the high priest, Cao Lang's strength is obvious to all. The ninth-rank warriors are considered to be the strongest among the people in Chentang Village.

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