The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

The next morning, before the sun had fully bathed the earth, a bustle of activity could be heard outside. People gathered in groups of three or five, excitedly discussing the grand event of the martial arts competition for the hand in marriage of Xueyue City's eldest daughter, Sikong Qianluo.

Zhao Yuzhen and Mo Luyi stood side by side, quietly on the roof. Zhao Yuzhen asked, "Aren't we going down?"

Mo Luyi: "No, I won't go down. The view here is good." Xiao Chong will be here soon. She doesn't want to salute him, but she also doesn't want to attract attention.

The two watched the noobs fighting each other below. After a while, something interesting happened: Duan Xuanyi and Luo Mingxuan were now on the stage.

Zhao Yuzhen stared at the arena intently, muttering, "These two are evenly matched."

Mo Luyi nodded slightly, agreeing: "Indeed, it's a pity..."

Hearing the hidden meaning in Mo Lvyi's words, he nodded in agreement: "It's a pity that this disciple from Xueyue City was poisoned."

Just as he finished speaking, something unexpected happened on the ring. Luo Mingxuan also found out that he was poisoned, and was knocked to the ground by Duan Xuanyi in two moves!

Zhao Yuzhen frowned upon seeing this and whispered, "The owner chosen by these twenty-four Qiao fans this time..."

Mo Luyi sighed and said, "Perhaps for the Twenty-Four Qiao Shan, this class is probably the worst it has ever led."

Zhao Yuzhen nodded in agreement. Yin Luoxia seemed to be merely concerned about her apprentice, but he asked, "So, the elders of Snow Moon City can also participate in this martial arts competition to win a bride?"

After Yin Luoxia judged him as the winner, she said in a domineering manner, "Is there anyone else willing to come up and challenge me?"

Zhao Yuzhen shook his head: "How could Xueyue City be involved in a marriage with such a family?"

Mo Lvyi: "Sikong Qianluo will not marry him."

For a moment, no one was on the field. Sikong Qianluo wanted to go on the field himself. Sikong Changfeng hurriedly shouted: "Qianluo, Duan Xuanyi is not a disciple of Xueyue City. You can't go down and challenge him."

Sikong Qianluo said with a look of dissatisfaction: "But father, he used poison."

Sikong Changfeng: "There's no rule against using poison. What's more, the one who used poison wasn't Duan Xuanyi, but Duan Xuanheng, who competed with Luo Mingxuan in the last round."

At this time, Xiao Se went down. Lei Wujie looked at Xiao Se below in disbelief and said, "Hey, you...why did you go down?"

Xiao Se: "Didn't you guys force me to come down?"

Lei Wujie said jokingly, "No, no, with your personality, shouldn't we have to ask you repeatedly before you go down so reluctantly?"

Xiao Se: “Shut up.”

Zhao Yuzhen looked at Xiao Se with some concern and said, "Xiao Se doesn't know martial arts. If he goes up there, I'm afraid..."

Mo Luyi: "Sometimes, you can't just rely on force, you can also use your wits to win."

Duan Xuanyi: "Who are you?"

Desolate: "Snow falls on the mountain villa, desolate."

Duan Xuanyi: "Are you the Xiao Se who was accepted as a disciple by the Spear Immortal?"

Xiao Se glanced at Sikong Changfeng before saying, "If you say so, then so be it." Mo Luyi glanced at the carriage outside, a cunning gleam in her eyes.

Then he continued to look at the arena below. Duan Xuanyi attacked, while Xiao Se mainly dodged. When they stopped, Xiao Se looked at the fan in Duan Xuanyi's hand and said, "Twenty-four Qiao Fans."

Duan Xuanyi: "Your Excellency has excellent Qinggong skills and a wide range of knowledge. Unfortunately, you can't defeat me by just dodging."

Xiao Se: "Whether we can win or not, we'll see."

With that, the two of them started their chase again. Xiao Se then flew up and stood on Duan Xuanyi's fan. Duan Xuanyi looked at Xiao Se and said with gritted teeth, "I've seen through your steps. Within ten moves, you will definitely lose."

Xiao Se looked down at Duan Xuanyi and said calmly: "Then you try it."

Then Duan Xuanyi retracted his fan and prepared for the next move. Xiao Se flew up and spun, throwing out two thunder balls, which directly blew Duan Xuanyi to the ground.

Seeing this, Lei Wujie above was so excited that he danced with joy and said, "Haha, Leimen Thunderbolt Son, one blow will make your heads explode, and two will send you home." Seeing Lei Wujie like this, Zhao Yuzhen's mouth corners unconsciously rose.

The Duan family disciples across from him shouted at him in unison: "What are you bragging about? You just went home? Who are you talking about?..."

Duan Xuanheng pointed at Xiao Se angrily and shouted, "You cheated. You used Leimen firearms."

Lei Wujie: "You guys are still using poison, shut up!"

Duan Xuanheng: "You..."

Lei Wujie looked at Xiao Se and shouted, "Xiao Se, throw all those thunderbolts out!"

Xiao Se listened to him and threw his hand forward. Although nothing happened, Duan Xuanyi was frightened. He quickly blocked it with his fan and squatted down. He didn't hear any movement and just popped his head out to look. Mo Luyi was very interested in this thunderbolt.

Lei Wujie smiled sheepishly: "Hey, I used too much on the way, so I only have two left."

After hearing this, Duan Xuanyi felt that he was in good shape again. He waved the fan viciously and attacked Xiao Se, shouting, "Go to hell." Then several needles in the fan attacked Xiao Se. Xiao Se dodged and threw a hidden weapon, knocking Duan Xuanyi to the ground.

Lei Wujie shouted like a commentator, "Well done."

At this time, Tang Lian also came back and saw this scene and shouted, "Well, this Yama sticker is really beautifully wielded."

Tang Lian and Lei Wujie high-fived in triumph, while Duan Xuanyi below no longer had the energy to fight. Xiao Se looked at Duan Xuanyi, who was struggling to stand, and said lazily, "The Twenty-Four Bridge Fan has only twenty-three bridges on the front, which is extremely elegant. The back has only one bridge, called Broken. The elegance has died. Only talking about life and death is not elegant enough."

Duan Xuanyi looked at Xiao Se and shouted, "Who are you?"

Xiao Se still said calmly: "Xueluo Villa, Xiao Se, the one who won against you."

Yin Luoxia: "Xueyue City, desolate victory!" Then a gong sounded.

Sikong Changfeng clapped his hands in joy. Sikong Qianluo said, "He...actually won."

Sikong Changfeng: "Not only did he win, but he won beautifully."

Seeing this, Sikong Qianluo flew down with a spear in hand, then walked towards Xiao Se and said, "Xiao Se, you performed very well just now."

Xiao Se: "Oh, I didn't expect Miss Sikong to praise me."

Mo Luyi looked at Xiao Chong's anxious and chattering followers outside, and then looked at Xiao Chong who was sitting steadily in the carriage. Xiao Chong was indeed a man who learned the demeanor of a gentleman. He was indeed very suitable for that position. He was a better person than his father.

At this time, the disciples of Xueyue City were all shouting, "Come on, Senior Sister, come on, Senior Sister..."

Only Lei Wujie was shouting, "Xiao Se, come on!"