Chapter 303 Voluntary Abandonment, Each Going Their Own Way



Lan Hua clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Master. My meager skills are nothing compared to yours!"

"Young Master Lan, there's no need to be modest!"

As the next match began, the second young lady, Jian Qinrong, on the stage immediately became worried, because her beloved Mo Tu's opponent was Pan Wen, who was at the sixth level of the Refining Spirit Realm.

Even Mo Tu himself had a very serious expression, knowing how formidable his opponent was.

However, Mo Tu flew to the training ground without hesitation, his Heavenly Love Sword swirling with sword energy, pointing at Pan Wen.

"Please enlighten me, successor of the Taoist school!"

Pan Wen casually walked to the edge of the training ground, too lazy to even move his feet, and laughed:

"Brother Mo, I'm so sorry!"

"I am focused on cultivating the Tao and do not want to find a woman for the time being. Besides, fighting for a woman is not my style."

So, I'm forfeiting. I'm giving up on this final match!

Upon hearing this, the crowd outside the arena gasped in surprise. They had all hoped to witness a spectacular duel, or perhaps a one-sided crushing defeat, but that would never happen.

Lan Hua smiled slightly, already knowing this outcome, but still teased, "Then why did you participate in the previous elimination rounds?"

Pan Wen gave an awkward smile, "I've heard that the Heavenly Sword Stone Milk of the Red Dust Sword Pavilion is unparalleled in the world. I have no other intention than to try it!"

"How shameless!"

"How boring! This is just messing with us!"

"It's probably the Swordplay Pavilion. They're really disrespecting the Swordplay Pavilion!"

Although the crowd kept talking, Pan Wen didn't care at all; he was shameless enough.

Jian Wujue waved his hand slightly to silence the crowd and said, "It's alright. It's an honor for Young Hero Pan to taste the Heavenly Sword Stone Milk!"

"Let's move on to the next match!"

Wang Tianyi gracefully landed in the center of the martial arts arena, stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in white, exuding a scholarly and righteous aura.

Duanmu Zhi Qiu looked frustrated, never expecting to directly face off against Wang Tianyi, a powerful expert in the Refining Spirit Realm.

If only I could face Lan Hua, or even Gong Shuzhan, I would have a fighting chance.

Lan Hua patted Duanmu Zhi Qiu on the shoulder and comforted him, "The successor of the Confucian school has already taken the stage, which means he still wants to find a wife. You have no chance in this battle."

I advise you to just admit defeat; you'll definitely make it into the top three!

Duanmu Zhi Qiu nodded and loudly declared, "I admit defeat!"

No one was surprised by this result. The difference in cultivation between the two was indeed quite large. Even though Duanmu Zhi Qiu was a bow cultivator, he could not defeat his enemy by crossing such a large realm.

Wang Tianyi smiled slightly and shrugged, as if to say that the victory was too easy.

Jian Wujue said, "In that case, let's continue drawing lots and move on to the next match!"

I don't think that's necessary!

Lan Hua interrupted Jian Wujue, saying, "No need for you to trouble yourself, Master. I'm withdrawing from the rest of the competition!"

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in surprise once again.

"Is this kid here to cause trouble too?"

I think that's probably the case!

"You've already won one match, so why give up now? Is it because you haven't taken a liking to the three beauties of Jianlou?"

"I don't think so. Lan Hua is, after all, a guest alchemist of the Duanmu family. I suspect he's just a shill!"

A talented young man finally revealed the truth.

"Lan Hua's true purpose was to shield Duanmu Zhi Qiu from attack. Gongshu Zhan was injured, and the Golden Armor Man was crippled. Isn't that a living example?"

"That makes sense!"

"With Lan Hua stepping down, only Wang Tianyi, Mo Tu, and Duanmu Zhi Qiu remain among the top three. It's so obvious that Duanmu Zhi Qiu has been successfully promoted!"

Jian Wujue frowned, naturally seeing through Lan Hua's purpose; this plant was far too obvious.

"Never mind, although Lan Hua is quite talented, she is, after all, a rogue cultivator with no background."

The Duanmu family wields considerable power and prestige in the Half-Heaven Realm; a marriage alliance with them would be a good thing.

Jian Wujue secretly made up his mind before feigning anger and saying, "Since that's the case, don't regret it!"

Lan Hua clasped his hands in a fist and smiled, "Understood!"

On the stage, Jian Qinyu looked worried, then a hint of anger appeared on her face. She pouted and glared at Lan Hua with resentment.

Jian Wujue then looked at the remaining three and calmly said, "Let's proceed with the ranking matches!"

Duanmu Zhi Qiu suddenly said, "I don't think it's necessary. My cultivation level is the lowest, so I'm willing to be the youngest."

As for second and third place, let Brother Wang and Brother Mo compete for them!

Although he felt that he might not necessarily lose to Mo Tu using archery, he was fortunate enough to be among the top three, so why bother competing for second place?

By doing this, you can avoid being gossiped about and accused of lacking self-awareness.

Upon hearing this, Mo Tu humbly replied, "I am the same; I am no match for Brother Wang!"

Jian Wujue was somewhat frustrated. He had originally planned to hold a grand martial arts contest to find a husband, but unexpectedly, a few prodigies disrupted the event and almost ruined it.

"well!"

Jian Wujue sighed inwardly, "If it weren't for the so-called Tianyuan Cave Trial, which caused so many talented people to perish, this martial arts contest for marriage would never have ended up in such a state!"

"Fine, so be it. Three young heroes, which of my precious daughters have you taken a fancy to?"

Wang Tianyi smiled and said, "I admire Miss Xin. I have had a good impression of her since the first time I saw her."

I wonder what Miss Qinfang's wishes are?

Wang Tianyi spoke very bluntly, and while he was speaking, he kept staring at Jian Qinfang.

Jian Wujue glanced at his eldest daughter, whose face was flushed. She didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

"Great, let's do it that way!"

As a cultivator, Jian Wujue always preferred to act swiftly and decisively, and disliked being indecisive and wishy-washy.

"And what about Young Master Mo?"

Mo Tu said excitedly, "I am willing to marry Miss Jian Qinrong and treat her well for the rest of my life. Qinrong, are you willing?"

Jian Qinrong nodded, "I'm willing!"

Her words were tinged with shyness, yet filled with joy.

Jian Wujue was a little puzzled. Why did it feel like this Mo Tu and his second daughter were old acquaintances?

The only option left for Duanmu Zhi Qiu was the Third Miss Jian Qinyu, who also happened to be the one Duanmu Zhi Qiu had his eye on.

However, to everyone's surprise, Jian Qinyu objected on the spot, not giving Duanmu Zhi Qiu any chance.

"I refuse!"

Duanmu Zhi Qiu was speechless for a moment, looking at Jian Wu Jue, who smiled with affection and asked, "Qin Yu, which talented young man have you taken a fancy to?"

Jian Qinyu pouted and said, "I want Lanhua, Father, I want Lanhua to be my husband!"

Lan Hua's expression changed slightly. She hadn't expected that this third young lady would take a liking to her, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Jian Wujue said softly, "Qinyu, Lanhua has already given up. Choosing him is not appropriate!"

The petite woman persisted, insisting on choosing Lan Hua and even declaring that she would marry no one but him.

Jian Wujue tried to persuade the Third Miss with kind words for a long time, but still failed. Helpless, he had no choice but to invite Lan Hua to stay and be a guest.

At the same time, we invited many talented people to spend a day sightseeing on Tianjian Peak, and the next day we will go to Gongjian Pavilion to admire famous swords.

As night fell, Lan Hua became increasingly uneasy.

Jian Qinyu's eyes were very firm at the time, and Jian Wujue specifically asked him to stay, so there must be something fishy about it.

Baxia guessed, "Could it be that the Lord is planning to use force to take down Brother Hua and force you to marry the Third Miss?"

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