1153: C1153 Registration

C1153 Registration

"Hmph, even if you want to meddle in other people's business, you have to see if you have the strength to do so. First Level of Sublimation Stage, if you dare attack me, I'll kill you with a single strike!"

As soon as Gui Wuchang finished speaking, Gongsun Jian and the others arrived.

"Gui Wuchang, leave immediately. Otherwise, none of you will be able to leave this place alive!" Gongsun Jian shouted.

Gui Wuchang looked at Gongsun Jian and Guo Zixuan with a gloomy expression. He might be slightly stronger than Gongsun Jian, but with Gongsun Jian and Guo Zixuan joining forces with Xue Qing and the others, he was no match for them.

He didn't care about it, but the two of them from the same sect wouldn't be able to live.

"Hmph, then we'll meet again in Hundred Sects Competition. When the time comes, I'll kill you all!"

Gui Wuchang left with the two of them. Xue Qing couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"Senior brother, senior sister, let me introduce you all. This is my friend, Yun Fan. These two are my senior brothers and sisters, Dong Ping and Mu Ling. "

Dong Ping glanced at Yun Fan, then turned to Gongsun Jian. In his opinion, if it wasn't for Gongsun Jian and the others, Gui Wuchang wouldn't have left.

"Thank you for your help. May I know how to address you, brother?"

"Gongsun Jian of Outer Pass City!"

Gongsun Jian glanced at Yun Fan. He only spoke after seeing Yun Fan nod slightly.

"Dong Ping of Heaven Shocking Sword Sect, Heaven Shocking Sword Sect will remember this matter. Let's go!"

Seeing Dong Ping and Mu Ling turn around and walk away, Xue Qing quickly followed them. He said to Yun Fan telepathically, "Yun Fan, I will look for you tomorrow!"

"Yi Yabai, how can the Imperial City earn money and become rich overnight?" Yun Fan suddenly said.

"Make money? Make a fortune overnight? This... "

Yi Yabai was stunned. What was he trying to do? Was he dreaming? Although it was late at night, there was no need for him to have such a dream, right?

"What's wrong? No? To be honest, if you really don't know, then we don't have money to give you. " Yun Fan sighed.

"Tsk, how many Spirit Stones do you have? But since you insist on knowing, I'll tell you. As for whether you can earn it or not, that will depend on your ability.

If it was in the past, there really wouldn't be a place for you to become rich overnight. However, you guys just happened to catch up. The Great Tang Dynasty's Princess Yan is currently finding a spouse.

Regardless of whether or not she can become the son-in-law of the son-in-law, there will be a lot of rewards. Of course, the prerequisite is that you can pass the test.

Don't think that it's a competition of strength. This time, the recruitment for the emperor's son-in-law is a competition of tactics, which is also a competition of literary skills. If you want, I'll bring you there right now." Yi Yabai said with disdain.

"Is there no other way? Wouldn't it be troublesome if he really becomes the Prince Consort?"

Yun Fan shook his head. He really didn't want to get involved in this kind of matter. Who knew what kind of rule the Great Tang Dynasty had?

It would be fine if he didn't get a spouse, but what if he got a spouse? He really couldn't say for sure about this kind of thing.

Yi Yabai's mouth was wide open. Wasn't this fellow too confident? Others went because they wanted to be chosen, but this guy was actually afraid of being chosen.

That was a princess! How many years would it take for her to become the son-in-law of the Great Tang Dynasty?

Putting everything else aside, she didn't have to earn cultivation resources by herself. If she spent all her time cultivating, her cultivation would improve even faster.

"Then there's no other way. This is a special period. Besides this, there's really no other way to earn money.

Actually, you don't have to worry. This Joust For A Spouse Festival can be said to be a warm-up match before the Hundred Sects Competition. Currently, the majority of the geniuses in Bright Moon Star have gathered in the Imperial City, and they are even the geniuses among the geniuses.

Therefore, even if they participated in the event, the chance of winning was very small. It was really too early to think about becoming the son-in-law of the son-in-law.

Besides, it was not easy to win, but it was also not easy to lose. At most, after the first few rounds, you can just give up." Yi Yabai said with a smile.

Yun Fan looked at Yi Yabai and suddenly laughed.

This little guy was really smooth, but this was a good idea. When the time came, he would also have the Spirit Stone, and he wouldn't have to worry about the troubles in the future.

"Alright, let's go now!"

The Imperial City was too big, and they didn't even arrive after walking for two hours. What made Yun Fan speechless was that Shen Qimeng and the others actually didn't want to go back, and insisted on following them to take a look.

"Yi Yabai, this name was obtained by your parents?" Along the way, Yun Fan chatted idly.

"How is that possible? I don't even know who my parents are. I took it myself." Yi Yabai said with a smile.

"Is that so? That's really interesting. Yi Yabai, you can't possibly have your eyes on the Hundred Sects Competition from a young age, right? "

Looking at Yun Fan's eyes, Yi Yabai scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile, "I do have this idea, but it seems like there is a big gap between us now."

"Hehe, the Cultivator isn't afraid of the gap between us, it's afraid that we don't have a goal." Yun Fan said with a smile.

Yi Yabai didn't say anything, his face was full of smiles. As if he didn't hear what Yun Fan said, he pointed to a palace that was as bright as day in front of him.

"That's the Martial Arts Hall of Great Tang Dynasty. Princess Yan's spouse is there."

A few of them quickly entered the palace. The soldiers at the entrance didn't even look at them, as if they were just there.

Once they entered the Martial Arts Hall, Yun Fan was stunned.

The Martial Arts Hall was very big, just like a city. Although it was late at night, this place was filled with people.

An old man was sitting in front of him, squinting his eyes sleepily. Behind the old man was a huge crystal wall, and on top of it were two armies fighting.

On both sides of the wall were two open doors, but at the door, there was a clear Inhibition, preventing anyone from seeing what was happening inside.

"As expected of a genius of White Cloud Mountain. I didn't expect Bai Zizai to know some tactics!"

"This isn't just tactics. Bai Zizai's combat strength is also stronger than his opponent's."

"That's right. The selection this time doesn't just depend on one's own strength. Otherwise, it would be the same as the Hundred Sects Competition. However, one's own strength still has the advantage."

The surrounding people were whispering to each other. Yun Fan couldn't help but look at the crystal wall.

Bai Zizai was a genius that he had heard of a long time ago. He didn't expect to see him so soon.

It had to be said that Bai Zizai's strength was really quite formidable. Although he only knew some simple tactics, he was able to suppress his opponent with his own strength.

Under such circumstances, winning was only a matter of time. The most important thing was that Bai Zizai was younger than his opponent, which showed his innate talent.

"Senior, I want to register!"

Yun Fan walked up to the old man, and as soon as he spoke, he attracted a wave of disdainful and disdainful gazes.

"First Level of Sublimation Stage also wants to participate? He must be looking for trouble!"

"Isn't this looking down on the princess? Who do you think we are to compete with such a person?"

"Wasting everyone's time, get lost!"

Yun Fan smiled faintly and said again, "Senior, how do you register?"1

"Name? Realm? Where did you come from?"

Tang Wude glanced at Yun Fan with a faint smile on his face.

In his point of view, a Sublimation Stage brat dared to come here. Obviously, he was somewhat conceited. Although his cultivation realm was low, he was as calm as water in the face of everyone's ridicule. This was a rare disposition.

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