When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on Guangling City, Mengyu Villa became lively in vain.

The martial arts people in Guangling City either formed a group of three or five, or were in groups of six or four, talking and laughing, and bustling towards Mengyu Villa.

Today is the day when the princess of the Seven Star Alliance and the eldest lady of Mengyu Villa competes for the son-in-law.

A few months ago, Mengyu Villa had already posted hundreds of posts from the son-in-law. In all the Seven-Star Alliance, almost everyone in the right age of each major sect had one.

But there were only a few dozen people who actually came to participate in the competition.

This is obviously not Meng Yelu's lack of charm. On the contrary, Meng Yelu's appearance, talent, or status are enough to touch the hearts of young talents in various major sects.

Young talents from all major sects were willing to come and participate.

So this battle between the son-in-law and son-in-law unknowingly became a competition among young talents from all major sects of Danling County, an unprecedented competition.

Almost everyone knows that there is absolutely no chance of luck in this battle.

A person with a slightly inferior strength will not only embarrass himself, but also may be insulted in front of others.

Moreover, most of the young talents from major sects are arrogant and arrogant, and there are also many ruthless people.

If a sword is blind, killed, or left with irreparable serious injuries, disability, or something, then the fun will be extraordinary.

Due to these concerns, if you are not a person with absolute confidence in your own strength, you would not dare to come to participate in this competition.

Even if there are people who are lucky like Zhu Yuhua, they will eventually be blocked by their elders.

But because of this, the more than 20 people who came to participate in the competition did not go through any auditions.

But his strength basically represents the strongest strength of the younger generation of Danling County.

Except for a few great perfections in the Tongji Realm, the rest are all masters in the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

Even those masters who are in the Great Perfection of Tongji Realm have their own trump cards. When they explode, their combat power may not be comparable to those of the first-time masters in the Marrow Cleansing Realm.

This is destined to be a series of fierce battles. With such a rare opportunity, the martial arts people in Guangling City will naturally feel itchy, wanting to see the style of young talents from major sects.

Mengyu Villa is also very in line with the "people's hearts". During the battle of the son-in-law, the back mountain martial arts performance venue of Mengyu Villa was opened, and martial arts people from Guangling City were allowed to enter Mengyu Villa to watch the battle.

As the crowd surged, when Zhu Yushou, dressed in strong clothes, stepped into the martial arts field behind Mengyu Villa, his ears became extremely noisy.

All kinds of conversation, greetings, and greetings were heard endlessly, as if they had arrived at a huge vegetable market.

A row of pergolas had already been set up above the martial arts field. The heads of the eight major sects of the Seven Star Alliance and the elite disciples of their sects sat high in the pergola.

Only Han Xinyun, the leader of Xuanyu Pavilion, was still in a coma because she was still seriously injured and failed to participate.

However, the Xuanyu Pavilion is full of female disciples, and they cannot participate in the competition for the Luanzi. So it doesn’t matter whether she comes or not.

As Zhu Yushou's identity, he should have sat in the Zhu family's pergola.

But Zhu Yushou didn't seem to want to be silly with Zhu Qingyun and others, pretending to be kind on the surface, so he chose to stand among the bustling crowds very simply.

Among the people who came to participate in the competition, in addition to Zhu Yushou, there was another one who was crowded among the crowd and did not go to the pergola.

That was Fa Chit. He saw Zhu Yushou from afar, gently separated the crowd, squeezed over, and said with a smile:

"Brother Yushou! It's been quite early."

Zhu Yushou looked him up and down, and saw that there was still a cynical smile on his face. The incident last night seemed to have caused any blow to him.

Zhu Yushou smiled and said, "Brother Fa Chi's injury seems to have healed."

Fa Chi nodded and said, "There is a small injury given by Brother Yushou, and healed last night."

"With our friendship, something outside of us is nothing."

Zhu Yushou shook his head and said with a smile,

"What's more, if I hadn't invited you to Zhaixing Tower last night, you wouldn't have been hurt."

"Brothers, why do you care so much?"

Fa Chih patted Zhu Yushou's shoulder generously and said with a smile:

"What's more, I beat that guy Zhu Yuchen last night and saw how he was defeated later, it was so cool."

When Fa Chi's palm hit Zhu Yushou's shoulder, Zhu Yushou's body trembled slightly, then he turned his shoulder slightly without any trace, moved away from his palm, and smiled:

"The competition seems to be about to begin. Let's squeeze in a little bit ahead so as not to see clearly."

After saying that, he separated the crowd with his true energy and squeezed over to the front of the competition venue.

Fa Chi looked at his palm for no reason, then showed a knowing smile. He followed Zhu Yushou and squeezed forward.

As time goes by, the back mountain behind Mengyu Villa has been crowded, and all the leaders of various sects and participants in the stands have arrived.

Above the main seat of the awning, Meng Junwei's powerful figure slowly stood up and walked onto the arena.

"Ahem!"

Meng Junwei coughed lightly, but the sound was not very loud, but under the push of his extremely pure innate qi, the noise of thousands of people present could not suppress the soft cough.

Everyone felt that it seemed as if someone coughed lightly in their ears, clear but not loud, and powerful but not domineering.

When everyone saw that he showed his skills without any trace, they all calmed down. Thousands of people's eyes gathered on him.

Meng Junwei signaled a little to an old man next to him. The old man took a step forward and said loudly:

"Please take the young heroes who participated in the competition to the ring."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, figures flew in the field in an instant, and young talents from various sects used their own body techniques to step onto the ring.

These people have their own strengths, either graceful and elegant, or incompetent, or strange and unpredictable, or with layers of phantoms, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.

This simple appearance of this single show has already shown the essence of the light skills of various sects, opening the audience's eyes and lamenting that this trip is worthwhile.

A total of twenty-five contestants stood in various directions, either straight and lazy, but their eyes were all looking at Mengjunwei.

These young talents are all people with personality. They want them to line up neatly and wait for others to review, which is just a joke.

Meng Junwei didn't care about these details. He saw him scrutinizing his eyes and swept through everyone one by one. Finally, he smiled slightly and then said loudly:

"Everyone, I am very grateful to you today. For the sake of my little girl’s competition for the son-in-law, so many good friends have arrived at my Mengyu Villa. I feel very honored and thanked me here first."

After saying that, he bowed to everyone in the audience.

Everyone in the audience was moved to see him so humble and polite, and they bowed to the stage.

Looking down from the stage, thousands of people bowed to one person, and the scene was quite spectacular.

The young talents on the stage looked at this scene with a little eager look in their eyes.

This is the prestige of Mengyu Villa in the minds of martial arts people in Danling County. This is an illusory but real powerful force.

Before we knew it, these young talents' ambition to win Meng Yelu became much stronger.

Meng Junwei finished giving a gift, and then continued:

"I dreamed that someone had a little girl Ye Lu, who was only sixteen years old and had already reached the age of her hair. But she was naughty by nature and had a vulgar appearance, so she could not match a gentleman. I was so angry that I thanked her for her first."

No matter how rebellious the young talents were, they did not dare to act as if they were any more arrogant when facing Meng Junwei. They hurriedly bowed and returned the salute.

After explaining all the scenes, Meng Junwei stopped talking nonsense, waved his hand and said:

"Next, the little girl competes in Wu Luan's son-in-law, officially begins. Please ask General Manager Ye to preside over the competition and read out the competition rules."

After saying that, he stepped back into the awning and sat down on the main seat.

The old man on the ring, namely the Managing Director Ye of Mengyu Villa, nodded slightly to Mengjunwei and said loudly:

"This time the battle of the son-in-law is a happy event at Mengyu Villa. Please try your best to stop it. Once the opponent admits his defeat, he must stop attacking immediately. The violator will directly disqualify the competition.

This competition will adopt an elimination system, and the order will be determined by the lottery. The final winner will be the son-in-law of Mengyu Villa.”

As soon as the long rules of the competition were finished, a mountain of cheers burst out from the field. The young talents on the stage were all ready to try.

“Release up.

Manager Ye waved his hand and a maid from Mengyu Villa, holding a tray, walked quickly to the ring.

I saw twenty-four exquisitely crafted tips placed on the tray.

The maid respectfully raised the tray to everyone and asked them to choose one by one.

These tips are naturally the order of competition.

Zhu Yushou picked up one casually and opened it gently. He saw a small silver medal inside, with a vermilion-red word "three" written on it.

Fa Chi leaned over and said with a smile: "Brother Yushou, what number have you drawn?"

Zhu Yushou raised the silver medal in his hand and smiled and said, "I won the third place, where are you?"

"I just have one more word than you."

Fa Chi expanded the silver medal in his hand, and saw the words "Shisan" written on it.

"Now, please hand over your silver medals to the order of level competition."

When everyone heard this, under the guidance of the maid, they went to a table next to the ring, handed over their silver medals, reported their names, and recorded the order of the competition.

When Fa Chi handed over the silver medal in his hand, the person in charge of the record looked at him and said politely:
Chapter completed!