Bai Xiuyuan's figure became ethereal and his speed increased by at least several levels.

Nangong Rou looked solemn, her eyes constantly searching for Bai Xiuyuan's figure.

"I don't want my future wife to embarrass herself in public, Sister Jing, I'll give you one last chance."

Bai Xiuyuan's voice seemed to come from all directions. Nangong Rou held the magic sword in her hand and was ready for battle, but unfortunately she was unable to determine Bai Xiuyuan's location.

Seeing this, Bai Xiuyuan no longer hesitated and suddenly appeared behind Nangong Rou, rushing forward with a hurricane under his feet and unparalleled power.

Nangong Rou's expression changed slightly, and she immediately tried to turn around to defend herself, but it was too late. The spirit sword was blown away by the hurricane before she could even block it.

The hurricane caused her to lose balance and she fell heavily back onto the arena.

Bang! A round hole was smashed into the extremely hard ring. Nangong Rou spat out a mouthful of blood and at least several bones were broken.

"Rou'er!"

Jiang Zhige's heart tightened and he almost couldn't help but rush over.

The young monk next to him looked around and asked in confusion: "Rou'er? Who are you calling, brother?"

On the stage, Bai Xiuyuan looked reluctant and did not pursue the victory.

He landed not far from Nangong Rou and said with a sigh, "That's it. Go back and heal your wounds."

"I, I haven't lost yet."

Nangong Rou wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and stood up with difficulty, holding on to the spirit sword, her eyes full of unyielding spirit.

Bai Xiuyuan frowned slightly, feeling increasingly unhappy.

"Alas, Miss Nangong was living away from home in her early years, and was only brought back to Zixiao City for training in recent years. She has no chance of winning this battle."

"How hateful! If Miss Nangong had been nurtured with a lot of resources like Bai Xiuyuan since she was young, she would definitely be able to crush Bai Xiuyuan."

Seeing the goddess being beaten to the point of vomiting blood, the spectators felt heartbroken. If they were not concerned about the Bai family's great power, they would definitely swarm up and beat Bai Xiuyuan violently.

Nangong Rou ignored the pain of broken bones and raised the magic sword again to stab Bai Xiuyuan.

Bai Xiuyuan snorted coldly, waved his folding fan and easily knocked Nangong Rou away.

Even Nangong Rou in her peak condition was no match for him, not to mention the injured one? This time Bai Xiuyuan did not hold back, and Nangong Rou was directly knocked hundreds of meters away. The audience was terrified just by watching.

However, Nangong Rou still had no intention of giving up. She struggled for a while, and still managed to stand up again despite her injuries.

Bai Xiuyuan looked unhappy and could only continue to attack Nangong Rou.

He didn't want to treat his fiancée like this, but if he lost the competition, it would be difficult for him to have another chance to marry Nangong Rou.

This had been repeated countless times, and Nangong Rou was now covered in blood, which was a horrifying sight.

"Bai, you bastard! How could you treat Miss Nangong like this?!"

"If you are still a man, admit defeat! If you are so unkind, how can you be qualified to marry the most beautiful woman in Zixiao City?"

Nangong Rou's miserable appearance was truly pitiful. The cultivators who came to watch the battle could no longer bear it and began to denounce Bai Xiuyuan.

Bai Xiuyuan's face was extremely ugly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Shut up! Do you think I want to?"

Of course, the onlookers who were not involved in the incident said nice things, but if they were in Bai Xiuyuan's position, how could they voluntarily admit defeat and give up the opportunity to marry Nangong Rou? Seeing Bai Xiuyuan angry, the spectators dared not say anything and could only grit their teeth and stare at Bai Xiuyuan.

Although he didn't want to see the goddess being bullied, angering the Bai family could very likely lead to his own death.

Bai Xiuyuan turned his head and looked at Nangong Rou, shouting in hatred: "I have come this far, isn't it enough? I, Bai Xiuyuan, consider myself to be no less than others, so how am I unworthy of you?!"

Nangong Rou held onto the spirit sword to prevent herself from falling, and said weakly, "I told you, you're just pestering me."

She didn't like Bai Xiuyuan at all, so how could they be a good match? "Nangong Jing! Don't think I don't dare to be ruthless! If I break your legs directly, can you still stand up?!"

"Don't even mention breaking my legs. Even if I die today, I will never submit to you."

Nangong Rou had a cold expression. Originally, she had some friendship towards Bai Xiuyuan, but after Bai Xiuyuan forced her into a family marriage, she only felt disgust towards him.

Bai Xiuyuan's face turned pale and he held the folding fan tightly in his hand.

He thought he was showing mercy to Nangong Rou, but he didn't know that Nangong Rou had already planned to die to prove her integrity.

With such a resolute heart, even if Bai Xiuyuan was slow to react, he could understand that Nangong Rou did not look down on him, but simply did not want to submit to a man she did not love or even hated.

At this moment, Bai Xiuyuan felt no anger in his heart, only a strong sense of unwillingness.

He was one of the famous young men, and countless women admired him. But now, when he treated a woman sincerely, he was actually hated by her?

Even though this woman was the most beautiful woman in Zixiao City, Bai Xiuyuan still found it hard to accept.

Nangong Rou's voice was loud enough that the audience could hear it, and the atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Obviously, even these guys who regarded Nangong Rou as a goddess did not expect that Nangong Rou would never want to marry Bai Xiuyuan even if she died.

In fact, although everyone was unwilling to have a marriage proposal through a martial arts competition, if they asked themselves honestly, Bai Xiuyuan was after all a gifted and handsome man, and he was a good person. Marrying him would not be too much of a humiliation for Nangong Rou.

This is also the reason why, when Nangong Rou, the most beautiful woman in Zixiao City, was about to be sent out by her family for marriage through a martial arts competition, no genius who could rival Bai Xiuyuan stepped forward to participate in the competition to win the bride.

However, no one expected that even if the marriage partner was Bai Xiuyuan, Nangong Rou would not be tempted by it, and even made up her mind to die to prove her integrity.

"Die? How could I let you die?"

After the atmosphere was silent for a while, Bai Xiuyuan suddenly sneered.

He is not as hypocritical as the rumors say. Since he can't get Nangong Rou's heart, he will get Nangong Rou's body.

Although there would be some restrictions on his pursuit of women after marrying Nangong Rou, Bai Xiuyuan was still willing to give up a large number of mediocre women for the most beautiful woman in Zixiao City.

As for Nangong Rou's statement of committing suicide to show her will, it was nothing but a joke. Even if Nangong Rou wanted to commit suicide, Bai Xiuyuan would not try to stop her, and the elders of the Nangong family who were secretly observing her would have stopped her in advance.

Being in Zixiao City, which is governed by the Nangong family, it is most difficult for Nangong Rou to commit suicide compared to defeating Bai Xiuyuan.

Therefore, as long as Bai Xiuyuan can completely defeat Nangong Rou, he will definitely be able to spend his wedding night with Nangong Rou.

Just when Bai Xiuyuan was about to take ruthless action against Nangong Rou, an inappropriate voice suddenly sounded from the spectator seats.

"Wait a minute, I want to sign up for the competition."

When these words were spoken, not only Bai Xiuyuan, but all the people watching the game were stunned.

How could there still be fools trying to join the war at this point? Could it be that they still couldn't see the situation clearly?

Bai Xiuyuan heard the voice and looked over, only to see a man in a black robe and a black mask covering his face slowly approaching.