After Bai Xiuyuan arrived, a voice like a huge bell spread throughout the entire arena.
Jiang Zhige was surprised. He couldn't see the person, but he could hear his voice, and it was so deep and clear. Even the master of Tianyun Pavilion might not be able to do that.
And from the way this person addressed Bai Xiuyuan, he was most likely an elder of the Nangong family, or even Nangong Rou’s father, Nangong Zhen.
Upon hearing the voice, Bai Xiuyuan bowed to the sky, then turned to the crowd of spectators below the stage.
"Today, I, Bai Xiuyuan, am here. If anyone wants to marry Sister Jing, there is no need to sign up. Just come up on stage and challenge me. It doesn't matter if it's a round-robin battle or a joint siege. If you beat me, the most beautiful woman in Zixiao City will be yours."
Bai Xiuyuan gently waved his folding fan, revealing a harmless smile.
Jiang Zhige frowned slightly. Bai Xiuyuan’s cultivation was high, but he was a little too arrogant.
It's not that he was unhappy about it, but the competition was related to Nangong Rou's lifelong happiness, and he naturally didn't want to see Nangong Rou's marriage partner lose his temper.
Bai Xiuyuan was so arrogant, what if he really ran out of energy in the wheel and lost to a plain-looking ruffian? Facts have proved that Jiang Zhige was overthinking again. Bai Xiuyuan had said it for a full half a quarter of an hour, and none of the hundreds of spectators dared to step forward to fight, let alone a wheel battle.
Bai Xiuyuan was not in a hurry either. He stood on the stage and waited silently.
Half an hour later, more and more people gathered near the arena to watch the fight. At a glance, there were at least a thousand monks, but unfortunately no one dared to step forward to fight.
"Isn't Miss Nangong known as the most beautiful woman in Zixiao City? How come no one came up to challenge Bai Xiuyuan?"
Jiang Zhige couldn't help but wonder, even if Bai Xiuyuan had a high level of cultivation, there shouldn't be no one to fight him.
The young cultivator beside him shrugged and sighed helplessly, "Bai Xiuyuan is a Yuanhai Realm expert himself, and the Taixu Mountain Bai Family is behind him. The veteran Tianjiao is unwilling to offend him, so ordinary casual cultivators can only be beaten. Naturally, no one dares to fight him."
Seeing that no one dared to accept the challenge, Bai Xiuyuan raised his head and looked towards the southeast.
"Sister Jing, you've seen it too. No one has come up to challenge me. It seems that everyone in Zixiao City approves of your marriage to me."
As soon as Bai Xiuyuan finished speaking, a graceful figure came from the southeast.
Jiang Zhige looked up, and his face was instantly filled with amazement.
Her waist is like a silk bundle, her eyes are like dots of lacquer, her eyebrows are like distant mountains that are dark without any embellishment, and her lips are like sand that is red without any embellishment.
Without any decoration, her face alone is enough to make her stunningly beautiful.
The so-called quality is as proud as the clear frost and the fragrance contains the beauty of autumn dew, which is nothing more than this.
"Miss Nangong is here!"
"My God, seeing is believing. The reputation of Zixiao City's most beautiful woman is well-deserved."
"My goddess, you will eventually marry someone else"
Everyone watching the fight was amazed, and the group of shouting female monks suddenly felt ashamed of themselves.
In fact, most people were sitting in the spectator seats waiting because they wanted to see the face of the most beautiful woman in Zixiao City.
Seeing it today is definitely worth the trip.
Jiang Zhige quickly came to his senses and felt a sense of disappointment.
Nangong Rou already had a stunning appearance back then, and now, five years later, she is even hailed as the most beautiful woman in Zixiao City.
When Jiang Zhige saw the face that had been with him for eight years, he felt both familiar and strange.
"Rou'er, you have really grown up"
Jiang Zhige sighed softly. The longing for Nangong Rou after not seeing her for five years made him want to run over and meet her.
But on second thought, Nangong Rou is now of noble status and is admired by thousands of cultivators. She would definitely feel embarrassed if a brother from a remote corner suddenly appeared.
Jiang Zhige thought about it and decided to wait until the competition was over before paying the visit.
Although with his status, he shouldn't disturb Nangong Rou's life anymore, but he has been searching for her for half a year. If he doesn't even go to see Nangong Rou, regardless of whether he is willing or not, Lu Tianjiao will scold him.
Nangong Rou landed lightly in the center of the arena, and without saying a word, she took out her magic sword and pointed it directly at Bai Xiuyuan.
Bai Xiuyuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Sister Jing, you are no match for me, why bother?"
To be honest, he really didn't want to fight with Nangong Rou unless he had no choice.
Originally, there was no condition for defeating Nangong Rou in this competition. It was only after Nangong Rou threatened to die that Nangong Zhen agreed.
"Bai Xiuyuan, your persistence is not love to me."
Nangong Rou had a cold expression on her face as she swung her sword, slashing out a beam of terrifying sword light.
Bai Xiuyuan dodged the sword light by leaning sideways, his expression gradually becoming gloomy.
"Stalking, Nangong Jing, is my painstaking pursuit considered as stalking to you?"
"I admit that you are beautiful, but you are too arrogant. Looking at the surrounding fourteen states, if I am not worthy of you, who else can be worthy of you?"
Bai Xiuyuan thought that Nangong Rou was very self-important and looked down on him, the young master of the Bai family.
"Today, I will let you know that no matter how beautiful a woman is, she still needs a man to rely on."
Bai Xiuyuan said no more. He knew that if he wanted to marry Nangong Jing, he had to rely on his strength.
Only by defeating Nangong Rou and showing his manly side can he convince Nangong Rou.
As he spoke, Nangong Rou attacked with a magic sword in hand.
Bai Xiuyuan retreated to mid-air to create some distance, then waved his folding fan to create a tornado of spiritual power.
Nangong Rou did not stop, and released a light blue spiritual power from her body, instantly dispersing the terrifying tornado that was enough to annihilate ordinary cultivators.
Nangong Rou stepped into the air and chased after Bai Xiuyuan. Bai Xiuyuan could hardly use his martial arts and could only dodge the sword light continuously.
The two men fought back and forth in the sky, and the people watching below were also amazed.
Nangong Rou has a graceful figure, and every move she makes shows her elegance as graceful as a startled swan and elegant as a swimming dragon. Even when she is pressing step by step, there is a sense of beauty like a dancing beauty.
Bai Xiuyuan's moves were not as vigorous as those of ordinary male cultivators. His steps were confident and calm. Although his moves were powerful, they gave people a scholarly feeling.
Jiang Zhige nodded. His spiritual power was dazzling and his martial arts were amazingly fancy. The battle between Yuanhai realms was indeed extraordinary.
Compared to the mere flashing of swords and sabers, this is the posture that immortals should have when fighting.
Before long, the two men on the stage fought for dozens of rounds.
Nangong Rou's attack was fierce, and Bai Xiuyuan had been retreating. He tried to use some moves to force Nangong Rou back, but unfortunately it had little effect.
"Sister Jing, are you really so unwilling to marry me?"
Bai Xiuyuan was quite angry. He tolerated it many times, but Nangong Rou never stopped when she saw an opportunity. Instead, she took the opportunity to press him step by step.
Nangong Rou tried her best to deal with this competition, obviously not wanting to lose to Bai Xiuyuan.
Because once she lost to Bai Xiuyuan, she would no longer have an excuse to resist the family's will and would be forced to marry Bai Xiuyuan.
"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless!"