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The group of people stood together, talking and laughing. Time passed by quickly.

After an unknown period of time, everyone heard an extremely penetrating clear sound ring out from within the Yue Clan Ancestral Mansion.

Afterwards, the area around the Yue Clan Ancestral Mansion, which was originally bustling like a market, immediately quieted down.

Those martial artists who wanted to participate in the competition for the silk ball raised their hearts.

The main event had begun!

Sure enough, after everyone quieted down, they heard a very ancient and ethereal voice, "Many thanks to everyone for coming to participate in my Yue Clan's Miss Tang's marriage selection. Those who are able to come here are all the most outstanding people in our Navy Tide City, and I believe that everyone already knows the rules, so this old man will not say anymore. In short, anyone who obtains the ball will become my General …"

Hearing this, the young martial artists that were waiting for great luck all nervously held their breaths.

The old man continued, "The Cloudrise Manor …"

Everyone looked up at the sky above the Yue Clan Mansion.

The so-called "Cloud Restaurant" was not a real building.

Just as the old man finished speaking, a platform that had a circumference of five metres gradually rose up above the ancestral residence of the Yue Clan. No one knew how the platform known as the "Cloud Restaurant" was able to rise up into the air, but under everyone's gaze, the Cloud Restaurant slowly rose up until it was about twenty metres high before stopping.

Some martial practitioners with sharper eyes saw the beautiful figure in the middle of Cloud Restaurant and immediately exclaimed in surprise, "Look, it's Miss Tang!"

A fanatical look appeared in the eyes of the thousand young martial artists at the same time.

This was the influence that a bright pearl of Navy Tide City could bring. Merely its appearance like this was enough to make people's souls dream of it.

Feng Zhi looked at the young lady standing in the middle of the Cloud Tower from afar. Although she was still far away, but with Feng Zhi's strength, at such a distance, it was extremely easy for him to see a person's appearance clearly.

That Yue clan's eldest daughter was worthy of being called the pearl of Navy Tide City. Her appearance was extremely moving, and with her indifferent and otherworldly temperament, she was truly an elegant beauty.

Just as Feng Zhi was sizing up the place, Yue Tang had already raised up the ball that was around the size of a basketball.

She did not say much and just raised the ball above her head. Then, she closed her eyes and threw it outwards. The ball shot out towards a certain direction from the cloud floor.

Feng Zhi could not help but laugh.

Although she didn't know if Yue Tang was dissatisfied with her idea of using the way of throwing a ball to get a wife, she was sure that this ball didn't come as a surprise.

Feng Zhi suddenly started to look forward to the excitement of the show.

Just as Feng Zhi was thinking of this, the young warriors below were all staring at the trajectory of the ball with reddened eyes.

Yue Tang threw the ball down from a height of about twenty meters. Not only was its speed not fast, it was even a little slow, as if it was deliberately trying to attract people to snatch it.

Those who appeared here were all successful martial artists. As the ball was falling, these martial artists were like vicious wolves that had seen food. They rushed towards the direction in which the ball had landed, displaying their supernatural powers.

In just an instant, everything in Feng Zhi and the rest's line of sight turned into a black mass.

As far as the eyes could see, all of them were martial practitioners who had used all sorts of methods to fly and teleport.

Their goal, without exception, was the ball that seemed especially small when compared to the crowd.

In such a short period of time, no matter how slow the speed at which the ball fell to the ground, it had already come into contact with the location of the crowd.

One of the warriors in the crowd suddenly revealed a look of ecstasy, because the ball had fallen into a position that he only needed to reach out his hand to reach. With such good luck, how could this martial artist be willing to give up?

When the other warriors saw this, they all became anxious.

It wasn't easy for them to get here in order to snatch this ball of silk. Could it be that this person would steal it right under their noses?

How could it be so easy!

There was no need to think too much about it. Someone had already sent a palm towards the martial artist who was about to touch the ball.

The rule set by the Yue Clan was that from the moment Yue Tang threw the embroidered ball down to the end of the incense stick with the sound of a drum, when the drum sounded, whoever had the embroidered ball in their hands would be the Yue Clan's Young Master.

There was also no rule preventing him from taking action against other competitors!

Everyone thought so.

Therefore, the martial artist didn't even have time to retreat from this ecstasy before he was struck by three consecutive attacks.

Palm, Fist, Finger...

Wait, aside from not using a weapon, this warrior had personally experienced all sorts of martial arts.

Fortunately, the goal of these martial artists was only to prevent that martial artist from obtaining the embroidered ball, so no one would harm him. Thus, although that martial artist had been attacked by so many people, he had only lost the opportunity to obtain the embroidered ball and hadn't suffered any serious injuries.

At the same time, the ball of silk that was about to hit him was also hit high into the air.

Thus, it was another round of waiting for the ball to hit the ground.

Feng Zhi looked at the youngest Feng Lin and Feng Ming, and then pointed at the more than one thousand warriors who were squeezed together, and asked: "Did you guys manage to see anything? "Tell me about your feelings …"

Feng Ming and Feng Lin both lowered their heads and muttered.

After a while, Feng Lin pointed at the crowd of people who were crazily fighting over the items and said, "These people …" "Even if they managed to snatch it from us now, they won't be able to keep it in their hands for long …"

Feng Zhi nodded her head lightly, "There is a term for it, 'public enemy'. In the current situation, no matter who obtains the embroidered ball, they will become the target of everyone."

However, Feng Ming looked outside of the crowd, at the few warriors who were observing coldly and said, "I think, these people who are currently crazily fighting over the treasure should not be the final victor right now, right? These people are the real ones!"

Feng Ming was extremely sure.

Feng Zhi laughed.

These warriors must be interested in becoming the young masters of the Yue Clan. If not for this, they would not have come here.

After all, very few people like Feng Zhi had the leisure to come here and watch the show.

However, since they had arrived at this place, they did not sink into madness. Instead, they all had calm expressions on their faces.

Clearly, these people were the most difficult to deal with.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, while the oriole is behind. These people want to be the oriole." Feng Zhi said.

They were waiting to see, after all, the competition would be even more exciting. They would wait until most people started fighting because of the embroidered ball, and only after the time it took for an incense stick to burn was the end of the fight.