Chapter 111
Xiao Chen stood up in the cracked pit. His body was trembling, and his chin was covered in blood.
His eyes were bloodshot. He couldn't believe it.
He couldn't believe that he had lost again.
He had lost to Jun Xiaoyao again and again.
Now, he couldn't even beat the Marquis Champion.
Even someone as determined as Xiao Chen felt like his Dao Heart was about to crumble.
To be honest, Xiao Chen was not weak.
If Yang Pan didn't have the Pan Huang Life Sword, it would be hard to tell who would win.
Unfortunately, with the Pan Huang Life Sword, Yang Pan was undefeatable.
This was the confidence of the Pan Wu Divine Lord.
In the end, the position of the Emperor's son-in-law belonged to Yang Pan.
At this moment, many of the cultivators around were sighing.
Naturally, they could tell that Xiao Chen and Wu Mingyue were somehow related.
It was just like what the storytellers had described, where a commoner boy turned the tables and married a princess.
However, reality was reality. It couldn't be as perfect as the stories in the legends.
In the end, Xiao Chen couldn't succeed.
"Haha, I'll ask, who else?" Yang Pan said proudly.
The sky-prides of the various superpowers all had fearful looks on their faces.
Ye Xingyun of the Ye Family of the Clan of the Ancients, Wang Gang of the Wang Family of the Northern Land, and Huang Xuanyi of the Wanhuang Spirit Mountain were all here to watch the ceremony, not to compete for the position of the Emperor's son-in-law.
So they didn't make a move.
Seeing that no one was making a sound, Yang Pan inexplicably felt a sense of superiority.
It was so lonely to be invincible...
He turned his head and looked at the pale Wu Mingyue. His lips curled into a smile. "Mingyue, you are mine in the end."
Wu Mingyue's expression was ugly. She clenched her fists.
She felt extreme resentment towards Yang Pan.
He had a bad personality and an average appearance.
Even though Wu Mingyue hated Jun Xiaoyao, she had to admit that Jun Xiaoyao was indeed very good-looking.
At least looking at him every day didn't make her feel bored. Instead, it was a supreme pleasure.
However, if she had to face Yang Pan every day, she would be so disgusted that she wanted to vomit.
Just as Yang Pan was feeling smug and thought that the outcome was set...
A lazy voice was heard.
"You were just slapped into the ground by This Son Of God, and now you're jumping again?"
"Hmm?" Yang Pan raised his eyebrows and looked over.
Jun Xiaoyao stood there calmly with one hand behind his back. There was a kind of condescending indifference on his face.
That was right …
It was like a god looking down on mortals.
Jun Xiaoyao had stepped forward!
Whoosh!
This scene caused an uproar.
"Is the Son Of God of the Jun Family finally going to make his move?"
"Could it be that he also wants to fight for the position of Prince Consort?"
"Interesting. I wonder if the Son Of God of the Jun Family will be able to suppress the Marquis Champion?"
"It will probably be a little difficult. After all, the Marquis Champion has the Pan Huang Life Sword. He won't be that easy to deal with."
The geniuses and female cultivators from the various factions felt their hearts shatter.
"Big Brother Xiaoyao, you …" Jiang Luoli covered her mouth in disbelief.
Could it be that Jun Xiaoyao really wanted to marry the eldest princess of the Wu Jin Dynasty?
Although Jiang Shengyi didn't say anything, her clear eyes were slightly stunned. She was a little surprised.
Jun Xiaoyao smiled faintly.
Naturally, he wouldn't fight for the position of Prince Consort.
No matter who the woman in the world was, as long as he wanted, he could get her. Why would he need to fight for her?
Furthermore, was there even a single woman in the world that was worth Jun Xiaoyao fighting over?
At least for now, he hadn't met anyone.
Moreover, Wu Mingyue was originally his slave.
She was Jun Xiaoyao's private property.
Did Yang Pan ask for his permission to marry Wu Mingyue?
"Jun Xiaoyao, since you took the initiative to step forward, let's fight fair and square."
"What undefeatable legend of the Son Of God of the Jun Family? You're nothing in front of me!" Yang Pan's tone was arrogant and unruly.
He believed that the reason he was in such a sorry state before was because of Jun Xiaoyao's sneak attack.
If they fought fair and square, he wouldn't lose.
Hearing this, Jun Xiaoyao shook his head faintly.
"What, you don't dare?" Yang Pan raised his eyebrows.
Jun Xiaoyao chuckled and stomped his feet on the ground, causing the surroundings to tremble.
His figure soared high into the sky and landed on the peak of the Forbidden City.
He looked down on all living beings from above.
"Yang Pan, you want to challenge the Son Of God by yourself?" Jun Xiaoyao said indifferently.
"What do you mean by that?" Yang Pan's face darkened.
Looking at the peerlessly handsome Jun Xiaoyao standing on the peak of the Forbidden City with his white robe fluttering in the wind, he felt an inexplicable displeasure in his heart.
Too f * cking coquettish.
"Yang Pan, I'm not targeting you. I'm saying that those who are vainly trying to make an enemy out of me … are all trash."
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire place fell silent.
These words were not only directed at Yang Pan alone.
Xiao Chen's face darkened.
A cold glint flashed across Ye Xingyun's eyes.
Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling's faces darkened as well.
Wang Gang of the Wang Family from the Northern Region was also somewhat displeased. He felt that Jun Xiaoyao was too arrogant.
"Jun Xiaoyao, you …" Yang Pan was furious.
Jun Xiaoyao was obviously looking down on him and unwilling to fight him alone.
Jun Xiaoyao looked at Xiao Chen and said, "Xiao Chen, I, the Son Of God, know that you want to kill me. Now, I'll give you the chance."
He turned to look at Ye Xingyun.
"Ye Xingyun, you must be very upset that I, the Son Of God, defeated you at the Ten Years Old Banquet. This time, I'll give you a chance.
"And Wanhuang Spirit Mountain. If you want to fight, I, the Son Of God, will take care of you.
"In short, today, above the Imperial City, on the peak of the Forbidden City …
"I, the Son Of God, will fight all of you!"
Jun Xiaoyao's voice was cold. He stood with his hands behind his back. His white robe and hair fluttered.
Standing on the peak of the Forbidden City, he looked like … a god!
Boom!
His words were like a huge rock rolling into the ocean, stirring up huge waves.
Throughout the Forbidden City, countless forces were dumbfounded.
They knew that Jun Xiaoyao was very strong and invincible.
But this time, he was not fighting one person alone. He was challenging all of them.
Not to mention the others, Yang Pan alone was not someone that ordinary people could deal with.
And Xiao Chen. Although he had lost, his strength was obvious to all.
Ye Xingyun of the Ye Family, who had the Kingly Body of Stars, was also very strong.
Huang Xuanyi and Feng Qingling of Wanhuang Spirit Mountain were the top figures of the younger generation.
It could be said that any one of these people would be able to dominate an entire region and dominate the world.
But now, Jun Xiaoyao was going to challenge all of them alone.
Everyone's eyes popped out of their sockets!
"Jun Xiaoyao, you're too arrogant!" Yang Pan could not take it anymore. He directly attacked. The long spear in his hand pierced through the air and stabbed at Jun Xiaoyao.
He and Jun Xiaoyao had agreed to fight on the peak of the Forbidden City. How could he endure such humiliation?
Jun Xiaoyao's expression was indifferent. He stretched out his right hand, and the twenty Immortal Bones of the Great All-Embracing Heaven released a divine light.
Immortal clouds lingered and divine light surged. It was like the hand of an ancient god that could destroy a planet with a single palm strike!
Rumble!
The palm strike fell. It was as if a corner of the sky had collapsed and fell.
Bang!
Yang Pan was directly suppressed and smashed into the ground with a loud bang.
For a moment, everyone was dead silent.
Inside the Forbidden City, it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop …