C103 Three Cities Martial Arts Competition

"So Han Chen already had someone he liked?"

"But don't you feel that the young miss is older than Han Chen?"

"What do you know, country bumpkin? How nice to find a beautiful older sister, gentle and considerate. If you want me, I also like those who are older than me. "

Hearing the discussion of the crowd, Han Chen's eyes twitched, what was this? The ruckus was getting more and more outrageous.

Hua Yumei did not seem to mind, a slight smile flashed across her pretty face, and she said to Liu Xin who was beside Ji Rushi, "Miss Liu, please do not mention the marriage between Miss Ji and Han Chen. That Liu Yifeng was merely a defeated opponent under Han Chen's hands. "If it wasn't for your sister-in-law who saved you with her life, I'm afraid that the useless thing is still wandering in the great hall of the underworld."

Whoa! Hua Yumei's words were really sharp, causing the surrounding people to all be dumbstruck. However, when she thought about it again, there had indeed been such a thing in the past.

Liu Xin's face changed between red and white from anger, and her chest rose and fell violently. "It used to be before. Now that my brother has broken through to the ninth level of the Refinement Stage, what does he have to compete with my brother?"

"Hur hur, whoever is strong is weak, we'll know after tomorrow's test!" Hua Yumei laughed lightly, it was truly charming. However, there was not the slightest trace of pretence in her charming demeanor.

Liu Xin was so angry that she almost died on the spot, she could not fight back and could not scold or scold anyone, he could only hold it in. The only person who could speak for her, Ji Rushi, was also by her side. Her red lips were tightly pursed, and it was unknown what she was thinking.

"Han Chen, let's go! There are too many people here, and I still like being alone with you! "

Han Chen's mind could not help but shake, and was almost touched to the point where his feet turned soft from Hua Yumei's seductive voice. The surrounding males all could not help but shake their heads and sigh. How could such a flirtatious person be seduced by Han Chen?

"En!" Han Chen nodded, then turned to look at the old man from the City Lord's Mansion, "Give me the keepsake for tomorrow's competition."

The old man's brow furrowed, and he couldn't help but get angry. Unfortunately, he had a rule, and then agreed. "Gritting his teeth, he grabbed a jade token and threw it to the other party." "Here you are."

Han Chen accepted it, only to see that there was a number engraved on the jade plate, "41". Then, he casually packed it up and followed Hua Yumei, and under everyone's watch, they left the pavilion.

When they left, Hua Yumei held onto Han Chen's arm intimately. As for Han Chen, from start to finish, he did not even spare a glance at Ji Rushi and Ji Rushi.

Some people, once a gap and crack, will no longer be the same as before. What is a friend? Everyone had their own blood, flesh, and blood. They were all deeply attached to each other. They would not even remember who had called him brother when he was in his prime. He would only remember who gave him a word of comfort at the lowest point in his life.

Ji Rushi let out a soft sigh. Looking at the trembling Liu Xin beside him, she helplessly shook her head.

With the help of the few servants in the City Lord's Mansion, Meng Lao, who had been beaten like a dead dog by Han Chen, slowly regained his senses. Looking at Han Chen's retreating back, Meng Lao's eyes were filled with hatred, and a malicious scheme sprouted in his heart.

During the night, the cold wind moved the leaves on the ground. The slip of paper shook and made a slight sound.

A bright crescent moon hung high in the sky, looking desolate and desolate.

Han Chen sat on the roof of the tavern alone, his fingers crossed under his chin, as he gazed into the distance. In the past, when the Mystical Peak was feeling wronged, he just liked to sit on the roof and blow on the cold wind. That way, his mood would be slightly better.

"What's wrong? Why didn't he sleep in the middle of the night and come here to pretend to be deep? Do you really want to attract the attention of women? " His faint laughter contained a trace of good will.

A figure flashed, and Hua Yumei had already sat beside Han Chen.

Han Chen laughed, "Where did this woman come from? There's definitely a female ghost here. "

Hua Yumei was first stunned, then she scolded somewhat angrily, "You really have no conscience. To think that I even gave up my innocence in the day to help you, you brat, you actually dared to call me a ghost girl."

"Big Sis Hua, don't be angry. I was wrong, little bro is joking with you!"

"Hmph, heartless brat." Hua Yumei patted her hand, her eyes flowing, she continued to ask: "Looking at how worried you are, you aren't thinking about Ji Rushi right?"

"No, I already have someone I like in my heart. She's in Mystical Peak." Han Chen tried to explain.

"Alright! I thought you were always thinking about that Ji Rushi! But if we really meet Liu Yifeng tomorrow, do you have the confidence to beat him again? "

Liu Yifeng? Han Chen squinted, his pitch-black eyes became somewhat profound as a dense, cold killing intent quietly spread in his heart.

The night passed quickly.

The entire Hidden Court City was ushered in a grand and bustling ceremony. The Martial Competition of the three cities, one of the many famous people within the three cities, had gathered at the City Lord's Mansion of the Hidden Court City.

At this moment, the City Lord's Mansion was already in an uproar. There was a sea of people. This was a rare occasion for it to be open to the public.

In the front yard of the City Lord's Mansion, there was a training field that covered an area of tens of thousands of square meters. This was the usual training ground for the guards and the mansion's disciples to perform in the martial cultivation's training grounds.

In the middle of the training grounds were eight arenas. Each arena was roughly a hundred square meters in area.

Around the eight arenas, there were also a few tall platforms. On these high platforms, there were thick chairs. These chairs were reserved for the upper echelons of the various sects and clans. As for those ordinary people, they could only stand and watch.

As time passed, the training grounds was already surrounded by a large crowd. The upper echelons of the various clans and clans also began to take their seats.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties was sitting on a high platform to the east. A glimpse of a beard was on the man's lips, and a trace of heroic spirit was faintly emitted from his brows. This man was the city lord of the Hidden Court City, Meng Hai.

Beside Meng Hai stood two young men. One of them was Meng Lao, who had lost all his face yesterday at the pavilion. The other one was Meng Huo, who was chasing after Han Chen in the forest outside the city more than a month ago.

As the number one genius of the City Lord's Mansion, he was the one with the greatest reputation for this Martial Meeting. Meng Huo's face was filled with thick confidence and arrogance.

Han Chen who was mixed in the crowd looked at the arrogant Meng Huo, a cold aura surging out from his eyes. Hua Yumei pointed to the southern side of the stage and laughed, "There is a Wealth Building there, shall we go and take a seat?"

"Hmm?" Han Chen was startled, then nodded: "Alright."

"Bai Family Patriarch, Bai Xiaotian has arrived!"

The person in the lead was about sixty years old. His hair was alternating between black and white, but his body was tall and straight. He emitted a sharp aura from head to toe. If it wasn't Patriarch Bai Xiaotian, then who else could it be? Bai He and Bai Hao followed closely behind. Bai Yu, Bai Hong, and the White Army were also in the group.

"Hahahaha, Old Master Bai, I heard that you've gone into closed door cultivation. It's been a few months since we last met, and your skills have improved yet again." City Lord Meng Hai immediately greeted him with clasped fists.

"Hehe, what is there to be afraid of? My old bones can't be compared with yours." Bai Xiaotian cupped his fists in return.

Before Meng Hai could say anything, another loud voice rang out.

"Patriarch of the Liu Family, Liu Xuan. The Ji Clan Head, Ji Chengming, has arrived! "

The crowd looked up and saw that the Liu Family and Ji Family's team had come together. The ones in front were Liu Xuan and Ji Chengming. Liu Yifeng, Ji Rushi, Liu Xin and the rest were also in the group.

Liu Yifeng, who had already broken through to the ninth level of the Refinement Realm, emitted a wave of confidence from head to toe. The haughty expression on his face was not one bit less than that of the City Lord's Mansion's Meng Huo. As for Liu Xin, his mood seemed a little down.

"Haha, Liu Xuan, Ji Chengming. Your relatives have come together. " Meng Hai also stepped forward to greet him.

Bai Xiaotian naturally also greeted them with a few words of courtesy. After a simple exchange of words, the upper echelons of the three great powers all took their seats on the eastern platform.

Liu Yifeng's call to be the champion was also relatively high. On the stage, Meng Huo exchanged a glance with the two of them, both of their eyes lit up with fighting spirit.

"Princess Cang Yaner of the Azure Blue Prince's Palace, has arrived!"

Another wave of cheers rang out. This time, the troops were made up of armored soldiers of the orthodox army. Cang Yaner walked in front and wore a long white dress. She looked like a beautiful butterfly, attracting people's attention.

"Haha, what a rare guest. Princess Yan'er came to the City Lord's Mansion, which brings glory to my humble dwelling! " Meng Hai hurried forward to welcome him.

Cang Yaner smiled lightly, and replied politely. "City Lord Meng is too serious. It is Yan'er's honour to be able to come and watch the three great cities' Martial Meeting."

"Hehe, the princess is joking. I wonder why the Azure Emperor isn't here? "

"Father left for the capital two days ago, which is why he ordered Yan'er to come and apologize to City Lord Meng."

"So that's how it is. There's no need to worry, there's no need to worry. Princess Yan'Er, please take a seat. "

Everyone was looking at Meng Hai entertaining the various sects and powers. Only Han Chen's gaze was fixed on Bai Xiaotian who was on the stage. It was his grandfather, his mother's father. But as far as he could remember, the person who had called himself 'Grandpa' had never smiled at him.

Originally, he thought that after Bai Xiaotian came out of seclusion, he would find himself and go back. But now, he had been expelled for more than a month. He still hadn't heard any news of him. Perhaps that so-called grandfather had already tacitly accepted Bai He's plan from the beginning.

"Heh heh, I was too naive." The corner of Han Chen's mouth raised into a bitter smile, and at the same time, his heart became firmer. I want to replace my father, to break away from the Bai Clan, to become an independent Han Clan.