Chapter 224 The City Lord’s Son
After winning, Zhu Xiangjun sat cross-legged on the fighting stage, with his five hearts facing the sky, and silently practiced the Soul and Spirit Taoism to recover his consumed physical and spiritual strength.

Since he was not allowed to use pills, he could only use this method to recover.

"Contestant Zhu Xiangjun has achieved an impressive record of two consecutive victories. Those who want to challenge him, hurry up and come up. If no one comes on stage after an incense stick of time, I will declare Zhu Xiangjun the winner of this martial arts competition." Ye Xiu's loud voice spread throughout the martial arts arena.

After saying this, he glanced towards the audience.

He discovered that Chang Ping was talking to Xue Yin with a smile on his face, and had no intention of taking action at all.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound coming from under the fighting arena.

A mysterious man in a gray cloak stood out from the crowd, jumped lightly onto the fighting stage, and landed on the ground with a thud.

His strength was so great that the entire fighting arena began to tremble slightly.

"Who is this?" everyone was puzzled.

Wow!
The mysterious man pulled off his cloak and threw it casually into the sky, revealing his true face.

Everyone's eyes widened.

Under the cloak, there was actually a handsome young man. Like Chu Yuan, he was wearing a white robe. His body was as straight as a jade tree, and his face was as sharp as a sculpture, with distinct features and an angular face that was extremely handsome.

A high nose, lips of moderate thickness, thick black hair, and a pair of clear and bright eyes under his sword-like eyebrows.

"What a handsome man!" Everyone couldn't help but praise.

"Uncle Ye Xiu!" The young man clasped his fists and bowed to Ye Xiu.

"You are... Ye Han?!" Ye Xiu carefully looked at the handsome man not far away and found that this man was Ye Zong's adopted son.

At the age of eighteen, he had reached the level of a one-star gold demon spirit master. He was the most promising genius of the Fengxue family after Ye Mo. Later, he followed an elder of the Fengxue family to the Shengzu Mountains for training, and it has been more than two years.

The reason why he gave up his power and returned to the City of Glory might be because of the monster tide a few days ago.

The red sun rises in the east and the temperature gradually rises.

on the rostrum.

Looking at Ye Han's thin figure, Ye Zong's eyes were slightly moist: "Han'er has lost weight. I guess he must have suffered a lot in the past few years living outside in the open air."

When Ye Ziyun heard Ye Zong mention Ye Han, her delicate body trembled.

Although she is Ye Zong's biological daughter, her talent and cultivation are not as good as Ye Han, her adopted son.

Ye Zong wanted the children to take on the responsibility of protecting the City of Glory, so he taught them very strictly. However, no matter how hard she practiced, she could not catch up with Ye Han, and her cultivation was left further and further behind him.

Because Ye Han was more outstanding, she never received any praise from Ye Zong. She once thought that Ye Han was Ye Zong's biological son.

From childhood to adulthood, Ye Ziyun has always lived in Ye Han's shadow.

"Today is Yun'er's martial arts competition to find a husband. What is he, as her brother, doing here? This is not a place to reminisce about the past!" Ye Mo frowned, his old face showing an unhappy expression. "Ye Zong, quickly send a message and tell Ye Han to get off the stage!"

Ye Zong nodded angrily.

For some reason, his father has always disliked Ye Han.

Just as Ye Zong was mobilizing his soul power and preparing to use the secret method of transmitting sound, Ye Han on the fighting stage took action.

He raised his hand to catch the falling cloak and put it into the space ring.

Turning to look at Zhu Xiangjun who was sitting cross-legged on the stage, Ye Han said loudly: "I am Ye Han, a gold three-star demon spirit master, please give me your guidance!"

"What? Ye Han?" "If I remember correctly, Ye Han is the number one genius in the City of Glory and also the adopted son of Ye Zong."

"He is Ye Ziyun's sworn brother. Is he also going to participate in the martial arts competition to find a husband? Is it against human ethics for a sworn brother to marry his sister?"

"I have read in ancient books that a tyrant from the Holy Empire said something like this: Those who gave birth to me are not allowed, those I gave birth to are not allowed, and the rest are all allowed."

Like dry wood being ignited, the audience became noisy.

"Ye Han, you are Ye Ziyun's elder brother, how can you participate in her martial arts competition to find a husband? You are fooling around! Get down quickly!" Ye Xiu scolded!
"I'm not kidding!" Ye Han's eyes flashed with madness, "Since the first day I entered the City Lord's Mansion, I have liked Sister Ziyun and swore that I would marry her in this life. Besides, Ziyun and I are not related by blood, so why can't I marry her?"

Seeing Ye Mo's beard trembling with anger, Ye Zong hurriedly spoke up for Ye Han: "Father, calm down. The rules set by Yun'er do not forbid Ye Han from participating. Since he likes Yun'er, let him participate. After seeing the gap between him and Chang Ping, he will give up."

"Just spoil him. You will regret it sooner or later!" Ye Mo snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and continued to refine the top-grade soul-raising pill that Chang Ping gave him.

The pills were delivered to the City Lord's Mansion yesterday. In addition to the wine and fire anti-cold pills, spirit essence detoxification pills and mind tranquilizing pills, there were also top-grade soul-raising pills.

However, it is not free and needs to be exchanged for the black gold spirits in the city lord's treasury.

I don't know what Chang Ping is going to do with tens of thousands of monsters?
Normally, a person can only fuse with one demon spirit.

Seeing that his father acquiesced, Ye Zong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sent a message to Ye Xiu at the same time.

"Alright!" Ye Xiu shrugged. "Since the city lord allows you to participate, then you can participate. Are the rules of the competition clear to you? Do you need me to explain them again?"

“No need!” Ye Han waved his hand, “I heard everything from the audience.”

At this time, Zhu Xiangjun stood up.

The gap in realm is like a chasm, insurmountable.

He only has two silver stars, while Ye Han has three gold stars. The opponent can defeat him with soul power alone without the need for a demon spirit.

"I give up!" After saying that, Zhu Xiangjun jumped off the fighting stage and returned to Du Ze's side.

He who knows the times is a hero. The gap in cultivation level is too big, there is no way to fight.

Ye Han looked at Zhu Xiangjun, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "A wise choice!"

He walked to the center of the fighting arena, stood proudly, and looked around at the heroes below the stage.

"Master Chang Ping, what do you think of Ye Han?" Ye Hong spoke again in the audience. "A twenty-year-old golden three-star demon spirit master is a rare existence in the entire Glory City."

"Slut!" Chang Ping was holding Xue Yin's little hand to read her palm. When he heard Ye Hong's words, he glanced back with contempt.

Calling Ye Han a piece of trash is an insult. This guy is just a traitor.

In the original novel, he stabbed Ye Zong in the back, joined the Dark Guild, and sold out the City of Light to the alien races in the Netherworld. The bad things he did were simply too numerous to list.

Boom boom boom!
After easily defeating several silver demon spirit masters, Ye Han flexed his wrist and the pride in his heart swelled.

He looked up at the bride wearing a fiery red veil in the center of the rostrum, and his heart felt hot.

"Yun'er, wait for me, we will be able to become closer soon!"

Suddenly, a gentle voice interrupted Ye Han's fantasy.

"Senior, I am Du Ze, a black gold four-star demon spirit master. Please teach me!"

(End of this chapter)