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Chapter 443 Martial Arts Competition to Recruit a Marriage

 Liang Yan really didn't expect that he would have the opposite effect. He glanced at Lan Chanxi and saw her resolute attitude and cold eyes. He couldn't help but secretly thought: "It seems that Fellow Daoist Lan's obsession with him in this level of dream has gone away.

It's so deep-rooted that it can't be awakened by just a word from me. If I forcefully entangle it, I'm afraid it will make her sink deeper."

After thinking about this, Liang Yan didn't say anything more, but gave Lan Chanxi a fist and dug out Lan Xin Xiaozhu.

He repeated his old trick and used the "wall penetration technique" again, but instead of walking towards his own room, he followed the high wall and inspected all the guests who came here to participate in the competition to recruit brides.

What surprised him was that the more than 300 registered contestants were of all kinds, ranging from children under ten years old to old men over fifty years old. There was also an old man with few teeth left.

The white-haired old man was actually among those seeking marriage, which made Liang Yan a little stunned.

Although each of these three hundred people had their own quirks, Liang Yan finally focused on four of them.

One of these four people was a monk with a fat head, big ears, and a rosy complexion. He always smiled and seemed to have a kind attitude, but when Liang Yan looked at his seven orifices, he could faintly see a hint of blood evil.

There was another man wearing a battle armor, sitting in the room, never taking a step out of the door. He seemed to be disdainful of the people outside who came to seek marriage, and he didn't want to be with them at all.

As for the remaining two people, they were a young man in scholarly clothes and a black-faced man.

The two men had very different personalities. The black-faced man showed off his power and had several quarrels with people in other courtyards, and even got into fights, seriously injuring each other.

The young master in Confucian clothing, on the other hand, seemed gentle and gentle. He never argued with others at all. Even if there were some minor frictions, they mostly gave in. However, he gained a good reputation among these marriage seekers.

These four people are far apart in the other courtyard where the marriage seeker lives, and they have little contact with each other on weekdays. But Liang Yan is in the middle stage of foundation building, so it is natural to see that these four people are extraordinary in martial arts, far beyond the realm of martial arts.

There are more than 300 others.

He thought for a while, raised his hand and shot out four magic formulas, which were injected into the bodies of these four people. The next moment, Liang Yan already understood everything that happened around these four people.

Having planted his own magic mark on them, Liang Yan didn't linger any longer, turned around and went back to his room through the wall.

"Since Fellow Daoist Lan said that he won't see me until the competition is over, we can only suppress the matter first." Liang Yan murmured to himself in his room: "Forget it, I will participate in this first.

Let’s see if we can find a way to recruit a bride through a martial arts contest.”

Liang Yan meditated in his room all night, and at about three o'clock in the morning the next day, someone knocked on the door.

The visitor was none other than yesterday's maid Jing'er. She waited at the door for a while and was about to give a warning when she saw the wooden door creaked and was pushed open from the inside out.

Liang Yan was dressed in gold, silver, and jewels, just like Wang Xin's dress yesterday.

When he saw Jing'er, he just smiled slightly and said, "Please ask Miss Jing'er to lead the way. Wang will go and join in the excitement of the martial arts competition."

Jing'er didn't dare to say anything, she lowered her head and responded softly, then turned around and led the way.

Liang Yan followed the maid and soon arrived at the competition stage of Lan Mansion. He saw that the place was bustling with more than three hundred people, many of whom were whispering to each other, making it very lively.

He glanced around and saw that the competition stage had been transformed into five areas as Jing'er said. It seemed that five competitions were held at the same time, thus shortening the competition time for more than 300 people.

At this moment, someone has already come on stage to compete. On each of the five arenas, there are two people fighting against each other. They are showing off their knowledge to each other, making them both third-rate in martial arts.

Although there was a lot of applause from the audience, there were fists and kicks on the stage, and the fight was very exciting, Liang Yan only looked at it for a few times and felt extremely bored.

He waited for a while, and finally when he came on the stage, his opponent was a strong man in black, who was good at wielding two long sticks and danced like a tiger.

It's just that this level of skill didn't catch Liang Yan's eyes at all. Considering that he couldn't look too special, Liang Yan patiently fought with this person for twenty or thirty moves, and then he pushed the person down with a light palm.

He entered the ring and at the same time clasped his fists and said:

"Accepted!"

Although Liang Yan's level is much higher than this group of martial arts people, he conceals himself very well. There are no cultivators around him, so naturally there is no clue about him. He just thinks he is a rich man with good martial arts skills. Many people still

Pointing fingers at him, it seems that this kind of rich man will not be able to survive the next round.

But contrary to everyone's expectations, Liang Yan not only stayed on the ring, but also stood until the end.

Those who opposed him, whether they were some famous martial arts tycoons or rookies who had recently become famous, all ended up suffering at the hands of this man without exception.

The only difference is how many moves he can perform in his hands.

Liang Yan was not too ostentatious. When he faced some people with profound skills, he deliberately fought for fifty or sixty moves before defeating them. When he encountered some people with shallow skills, he only defeated them with a few or two moves.

In the end, everyone just thought that this rich young man had soaked his body with medicinal liquid since he was a child, tempered his bones, and became a man with a firm heart for martial arts. Although they were a little surprised, they didn't think it was too shocking.

In this way, the ring battle continued until dusk, and Liang Yan stood out from more than 300 competitors and became one of the five to participate in the final ring battle.

At this time, most of the people around the ring had reduced by half. Even though some people who had lost the game wanted to stay and watch the excitement, most of them were dejected and left the place early.

A servant who looked like a steward hurriedly walked out of the inner courtyard, first saluted Liang Yan, and then said respectfully: "Congratulations, Mr. Wang, on your successful promotion. You have qualified to participate in the final arena battle tomorrow. Please move to the inner courtyard.

, let the lady meet."

Liang Yan thought to himself: "I have actually seen your young lady before. She just walked in through the wall. It's hard to tell you anything."

He sighed softly, nodded and said, "Can I ask the steward to lead the way?"

The steward responded and led Liang Yan to the inner courtyard, then led him through several verandas, and finally came to a very rich and majestic hall.

Liang Yan walked into the hall and with just a glance, he saw four people already sitting here.

The four people in front of him are all familiar to him, and they are not surprised, because these people have been imprinted with magic power by him long ago.

"It really is you," Liang Yan thought to himself.

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