Chapter 1545: He's Here

The people he had sent out to track down Yu Longyue had failed to do so, but as long as he appeared at the joust for a spouse event again, Qiangu Dongfeng was determined to ensure that he didn't leave alive. 

He had to eliminate Yu Longyue even if it meant making an enemy of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. He possessed too much potential, and it was almost certain that he would become a demigod in the future. On top of that, his golden trident would make up for the loss of the Soul Sucking Badge.

The final day of the joust for a spouse event was coming up the next day, and it was time for the Silver Dragon Princess to make her decision. A trap had already been set by Qiangu Dongfeng during the past few days to ensure that Yu Longyue wouldn't be able to get away.

Early the next morning, the Bright City Sports Stadium was already completely surrounded by people, the vast majority of whom didn't have tickets. This was going to be the final day of the joust for a spouse event, and even those without tickets would be able to see a live broadcast on the large screen outside the sports stadium.

At the same time, there were many people offering high prices to pay for resale tickets. Even though the vast majority of people were convinced that the Silver Dragon Princess would choose the Divine Dragon Prince, seeing it in person was a completely different experience.

The federal government had no choice but to deploy more soldiers to maintain order, and those with tickets were organized into lines to enter the stadium in an orderly fashion.

There were many people chatting excitedly with one another in the lines.

"Do you think the Silver Dragon Princess will fight the candidates today? She's free to challenge anyone from the final 10."

"Maybe. Apparently, the Silver Dragon Princess is also very powerful. Of course, she's definitely no match for the Divine Dragon Prince. If you ask me, it doesn't really matter; it's not like she's going to choose anyone else anyway; the Divine Dragon Prince is way too handsome!" 

"Stop drooling! It's not like you have a chance with him!"

Tickets were examined one after another, and soon, a man with a hood over his head reached the front of the line.

"Please display your ticket," the employee urged. With so many people in the lines, it was naturally best to do things as quickly as possible.

"I don't have a ticket," the hooded man replied.

"If you don't have a ticket, then go away!" the employee said in an impatient manner.

The young man removed his hood, then wiped a hand over his own face to reveal a set of handsome facial features.

"Argh, it's Yu Longyue!" A burst of screams immediately rang out in the surrounding area.

That's right, the young man was none other than Yu Longyue.

Despite the trap that had been set for him, he had managed to arrive without being detected by the Spirit Pagoda.

With his powers and the special training he had undertaken on the demonic island, it was a simple task for him to sneak into the stadium. Furthermore, with his mental manifestation level spiritual power, he could manifest projections of himself within a certain area, making it extremely difficult to determine where his true location was.

As such, Qiangu Dongfeng was planning to capture him following the joust for a spouse event anyway, rather than trying to catch him in advance.

"Can I go in now?" Tang Wulin asked the employee as he greeted the passionate crowd around him.

"O, o, of course!" the employee stuttered. Never did he imagine that he would meet Yu Longyue face-to-face, and he had suddenly become very nervous.

This was a young man who had been able to injure Qiangu Dongfeng; it was no exaggeration to say that he stood at the very pinnacle of the younger generation. He had already achieved mental manifestation as a Titled Douluo, and this meant that his progression to the Limit Douluo level was virtually assured. There were many experts who were predicting that he would become a Limit Douluo in 10 years at most.

Thus, Tang Wulin strode into the Bright City Sports Stadium in a proud and distinguished manner, exposing himself for all to see.

The live broadcast had already begun, so he wasn't concerned that the Spirit Pagoda would try anything. Otherwise, all of the efforts it had made to repair its reputation would go to waste.

Tang Wulin made his way into the resting area, and the first person that he caught sight of was Lan Fuozi, who was standing not far away from the entrance.

She was looking very handsome in a set of vintage silver robes with her long hair spilling down her back, and even though she was still in male attire, she was looking more gender-neutral than usual.

"Hello," Tang Wulin greeted with a smile.

Lan Fuozi fixed an intense gaze onto him. "So you're determined to try and take her from me."

Tang Wulin replied in an indifferent manner, "What are you trying to say? Everyone's objective is the same here; don't make it sound like she's already yours. Do you even have the right to be here?"

Lan Fuozi immediately flared up with rage, and she wanted nothing better than to give him a vicious slap to the face. For some reason, she always became very short-tempered in his presence.

Tang Wulin was clearly implying that she had no right to be here as she wasn't even a man.

She aimed a vicious glare at Tang Wulin before turning away. Otherwise, she was afraid that she would be unable to hold back from attacking him. What was most frustrating to her was that she was now certain that she was no match for him.

Tang Wulin and Qiangu Zhangting's battle had truly been an astonishing spectacle for her, and she was stunned by just how many trump cards Tang Wulin had up his sleeve.

Tang Wulin adopted Yu Longyue's usual arrogant smile, then found a place to sit to await the commencement of the joust for a spouse event's final stage.

At this point, all of the top competitors of the other groups had also already arrived. They paid no heed to Tang Wulin and Lan Fuozi's verbal altercation, and nor did they communicate with one another; it was as if they were all preparing for war.

The layout in the Bright City Sports Stadium had been completely changed. The competition platform still stood, but another tall platform that was around 20 meters tall had been erected next to it. This was a square-shaped platform that could only hold four or five people at most, and it was decorated in an extremely lavish manner, clearly reserved for the Silver Dragon Princess and the one that she was going to choose.

The entire Bright City Sports Stadium was soon completely packed, and all of the spectators were waiting with excitement in their eyes.

Everyone was eager to see if Gu Yuena would choose Yu Longyue or if a dark horse were going to steal the limelight.

The spectators who were supporting different candidates were arguing in a heated manner, and due to the fact that the Silver Dragon Princess had the right to challenge any candidate, the protective barrier was still in place.

Commentator Ai Fei had transformed into Emcee Ai Fei for today, and he was situated in the commentator's position beside the rostrum in a dashing white suit.

"Please take your seats and quiet down, everyone; the final stage of our joust for a spouse event is about to begin. After so many days of matches, I'm sure all of the final 10 candidates have been tried and proven. What an exciting moment this is for us all. Who is our Silver Dragon Princess going to choose? Truth be told, I'm just as excited as all of you are to see her final decision."

All of the spectators gradually fell silent, and some of them were rather confused. Wasn't there supposed to be some type of performance at the conclusion of an occasion as grand as this joust for a spouse event? Why was it beginning right away? It seemed a little rushed!

In reality, a performance had been planned, and very renowned artists on the continent had been invited, but the result hadn't gone according to plan, so there was no point in putting on such a performance. If the Spirit Pagoda had a choice, it would've canceled this final stage altogether.