Several rays of light fell from the ancient flying beast.
Everyone turned their eyes in the direction of the sound. The person leading the group was a young man with a tall and straight figure. His eyes were filled with arrogance.
The surrounding cultivators were slightly disappointed to see him.
A genius shook his head in disappointment. "It's not the young emperor of the Wang family. It's Wang Gang, Wang Teng's younger brother."
They still wanted to admire Wang Teng.
"Hmph, why would my brother come here and fight with a bunch of people for a wife?" Wang Gang looked around and sneered.
He also had great respect for Wang Teng.
In his opinion, Wang Teng might be able to accept Wu Mingyue throwing herself at him.
Having Wang Teng take the initiative to fight for the position of the Panwu Emperor's son-in-law was simply beneath him.
The entire Wang family of the Northern Region was proud of Wang Teng.
At that moment, another carriage rumbled in the distant sky.
"The Jun family finally arrived!"
The cultivators of many forces present couldn't help but stand up and look around to see if Jun Xiaoyao had appeared.
To their disappointment, however, they didn't see the Nine-headed Lion.
That was Jun Xiaoyao's personal mount.
Jun Zhantian appeared with Jun Zhangjian and the others.
Jun Xiaoyao was nowhere to be seen.
Various sounds were heard.
Of course, most people still believed that even if Jun Xiaoyao couldn't defeat the champion, he would never be afraid.
There were also a few people who thought that Jun Xiaoyao was too scared to come.
"What a bunch of short-sighted fools. How could ordinary people possibly measure the young master's strength?" Jun Linglong said faintly.
Even the people closest to him didn't know how powerful Jun Xiaoyao truly was.
How could outsiders possibly know?
"Ignore them. I believe Xiaoyao will come." Jun Zhantian smiled confidently.
Soon, the Jiang family arrived.
The appearance of Jiang Shengyi and Jiang Luoli made the world seem even more glorious.
Countless eyes were stolen by the two beautiful women.
"It is said that the Princess of the Celestial Dynasty is stunning, but the Jiang family is even more beautiful," a young genius praised.
A male cultivator said in a daze, "If I can win the favor of one of these two beauties, I will die without regrets!"
"What are you thinking about? Do you think you're the divine child of the Jun family?" A group of people rolled their eyes.
On the Ye family's side, Ye Xingyun's pupils slightly trembled.
The lithe figure that he had been thinking about day and night appeared.
Although his personality had subtly changed, his feelings for her remained the same.
Just when Ye Xingyun was about to step forward and greet her…
Jiang Luoli, on the other hand, went straight to the Jun family.
"Where's Xiaoyao? Where's Xiaoyao? Where is he?" Jiang Luoli looked around and scanned the crowd of people from the Jun family.
However, no matter how she looked around, she couldn't find that figure that she had been thinking about day and night.
"Xiaoyao isn't here yet," Jun Zhantian said.
"Why are you in such a rush, little girl?" Jiang Shengyi walked over. Her snow-white clothes were spotless, and her ethereal face was as beautiful as a dream. It was captivating.
Jiang Luoli pouted and wrinkled her nose.
She was a little unhappy.
Because she didn't see anyone she wanted to see.
Coincidentally, Ye Xingyun came up to her at that moment.
"Long time no see, Luoli," Ye Xingyun said with a smile.
"Who are you?" Jiang Luoli asked in frustration, feeling a little down.
"I'm Ye Xingyun." Ye Xingyun's face stiffened again.
"Oh, I remember…" Jiang Luoli nodded.
However, before Ye Xingyun could gloat to himself, he heard the voice.
"You must be the one who was knocked unconscious by Brother Xiaoyao."
No matter how composed Ye Xingyun was, he almost vomited blood at that moment.
Jiang Luoli addressed Xiaoyao as her brother.
It was like a curse that drove Ye Xingyun crazy. He wished he could just kill Jun Xiaoyao.
He forced a stiff smile and left.
Jiang Luoli didn't care. She only had Jun Xiaoyao in her heart.
Jiang Shengyi smiled and comforted her. "Don't worry, little girl. I think he will come."
Although she didn't show it, deep down…
She also wanted to see Jun Xiaoyao.
No… she really wanted to meet him
As time passed, almost all the immortal forces arrived.
However, no one noticed a hooded figure sitting in the far corner of the room.
It was Xiao Chen.
He stared coldly at the Jun family.
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'If I, Xiao Chen, am able to rise to prominence once and for all, I will definitely uproot the Jun family!' Xiao Chen swore to himself.
At that moment, a commotion broke out around them.
Far away in the sky, a figure shrouded in divine light arrived.
"It's the champion!" many cultivators shouted.
It was no wonder that they paid so much attention to him. After all, the Marquis of the Champions was an existence that resembled a storm.
He was the most likely candidate to become Wu Mingyue's fiancé.
Add to that the arranged battle with Jun Xiaoyao.
All of this pushed the title of champion to the forefront of the storm.
The current champion of the Panwu Celestial Dynasty was different from the champion Jun Xiaoyao met at the Ancient Kingdom of Phoenix.
That champion marquis was only a clone.
This person was his true self.
The real champion, Hou Yangpan, was wearing the sinister-looking Skylight Horned Divine Armor and wielding the sharp and cold Spear of Mourning.
Within his body, there was also a vague and unending surge of Vastness Sword Intent. It was the Pan Emperor's Spiritual Sword.
"So this is the Divine Dynasty's champion, the Marquis. His aura is truly powerful!"
"That's right. Seeing is better than hearing about it a hundred times. Although the reputation of the champion isn't that great, he is still very powerful!"
The geniuses of many Immortal forces wore solemn expressions upon seeing the true champion of the Jun family.
The aura of the champion was simply too powerful.
He was also wearing a set of divine attire that he picked up by luck.
Even the top geniuses of immortal forces were wary of him.
Xiao Chen, the champion of the old Kingdom of Dragon , witnessing all of this from a corner. His face was instantly covered in a layer of frost.
'Is this the scum who wants to get Mingyue? I shouldn't underestimate him.' Xiao Chen's heart was filled with coldness.
In the sky, Yang Pan's gaze fell on the Jun family.
"Heh, he didn't show up after all. Looks like I overestimated Jun Xiaoyao after all," Yang Pan sneered.
Jun Xiaoyao had stolen his treasure, his opportunity, and destroyed his clone and the puppets of the saints.
Yang Pan felt like killing Jun Xiaoyao.
Being able to ruthlessly destroy Jun Xiaoyao's reputation in public was also a form of revenge.
However, just as he finished speaking, an angry and delicate voice rang out.
"What right do you have to judge Big Brother Xiaoyao, you ugly black beetle!?"
It was Jiang Luoli.
Her words stunned everyone present.
Then, many people turned to look at the champion.
The champion was wearing a pitch-black Skylight Horned Divine Armor with two pitch-black curved horns on his head.
From afar, it did look like a giant black beetle.
Many cultivators snorted and covered their mouths with their hands, trying their best to suppress their laughter. Their faces were all red.
Yang Pan's expression became solemn and stern.