Stop crying, I'll give it to you, okay?

Chi Buwan didn't care what the people below the stage were saying. He looked at the man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul realm in front of him and lowered his eyes to think.

"The man in white must be scared and regretting it now, right? After all, the other party is at the mid-Nascent Soul stage! With such high strength, who here can be stronger than him?"

"The daughter that the merchant has doted on for over twenty years is about to suffer!"

Chi Buwan's gaze fell on the person who said those words, and his brows furrowed slightly.

The person who spoke unconsciously took a step back, their pupils trembling as they met his gaze.

[Host, what are you thinking about?]

Chi Buwan withdrew his gaze and said, "I'm thinking about whether Xiao Wuli should defeat him directly or whether I should do it myself."

337: [Just in case, you come.]

As long as the master doesn't defeat this mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator named Chen Yan, Xiao Wuli won't care.

He nodded after a while.

The drums sounded.

"Ignorant brat! Why don't you just die?!"

A mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly rushed over. Chi Buwan looked at his ferocious face, and amidst the gasps of those around her, she slightly raised her slender fingers.

"Bang!"

Chen Yan was thrown off the stage, and everyone was stunned by what they saw.

Chi Buwan turned to look at the equally stunned merchant, raised his chin slightly, and said, "Next."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone seemed to have just come to their senses. Jia Shang hurriedly looked at the man in black robes, only to see that he was already standing in front of the man in white.

Xiao Wuli bowed to the person opposite him, silently reciting a prayer in his heart.

【Master.】

Chi Buwan couldn't figure out what Xiao Wuli wanted to do, or why he hadn't made a move even after she had waited for him for so long, but as soon as she went on stage, he followed her onto the stage.

He asked the system.

337: [I don't know either.]

Is it too late?:........

An expected answer.

Chi Buwan looked at the polite Xiao Wuli in front of her and nodded.

When Xiao Wuli makes his move, he can just run right into him and then admit defeat.

"He used a trick!"

Before the drums even sounded, the defeated mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator cried out.

Chi Buwan glanced over at her.

"I am a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator! He's just a rogue cultivator who didn't exude any cultivation aura at all. If he hadn't used some tricks, how could he have defeated me?"

Upon hearing this, the people in the audience also joined in the discussion.

"That's right, this person is at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, while the white-robed man showed no spiritual energy fluctuations at all. How could he defeat a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator without even moving?" said a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Huh? So he really did use underhanded tactics?"

"Right, there's not a trace of spiritual energy. Unless his cultivation level has reached a point where we can't detect it, but how many people in this world have a cultivation level higher than the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm? Unless he's from the number one sect."

"The number one sect? The Lingxiao Sect? How could someone from the Lingxiao Sect come here? This person is most likely just an ordinary rogue cultivator who uses tricks."

Is it too late?.........

Shouldn't this kind of NPC face-slapping rhetoric only appear when Xiao Wuli is about to be slapped in the face? How come he gets this treatment too?

But...it feels so good.

Chi Buwan's lips curled slightly as he looked at the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who accused him of playing tricks, and said with a smile, "He's just a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator; he's not at the level where I would resort to tricks."

After speaking, he lightly tapped his fingertip, releasing spiritual power, which increased step by step. At the beginning, when it was the Qi Refining stage, the people below the stage had normal expressions. When it reached the Foundation Establishment stage, some people's expressions began to tense up. Then, at the early Golden Core stage, most people obviously could not withstand the pressure of the spiritual power.

The pressure of spiritual energy quickly reached the Nascent Soul stage, but the rate of increase did not decrease but increased. The person who was originally shouting turned pale and was severely suppressed by the aura of the powerful being.

Early Nascent Soul stage, mid-stage...

The reason for the initial clamor was that Chen's eyes and lips were as pale as paper in the middle period.

...later.

"Late Nascent Soul stage! This seemingly unremarkable man is actually a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator!" someone in the crowd exclaimed in shock.

"No! His cultivation level is still increasing!"

After suppressing his cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage, he lowered his eyes and looked at the crowd below the stage who had fallen to their knees with weak legs. He calmly withdrew the pressure of his spiritual power, raised his eyes to look at the clamoring mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

337 looked at its pretentious host and remained silent.

The man in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm scrambled away, and Chi Buwan withdrew his gaze, his expression unchanged, though he couldn't suppress the two-pixel-wide smile that appeared on his lips.

So awesome!!!

So this is how Xiao Wuli spends his days. He seems quite composed.

If he could experience these moments of showing off every day, he would feel like he was on cloud nine.

337:.........

Why has the host's pure straight male charm been able to last so long?

It looked at Xiao Wuli, whose eyes were sparkling with admiration as he gazed at his host, and fell silent again.

The reason is here.

A pure-hearted, silly dog.

When the host is drunk, he only dares to watch from the side, and he is overjoyed if he touches the host's clothes; if the host's clothes are torn while sleeping in his arms, he can slap himself unconscious; if the host is poisoned by aphrodisiac, he can transfer the aphrodisiac into his own body and then tie himself up with a divine whip.

There were opportunities everywhere, but Xiao Wuli was like a naive fool who did nothing. If he could kiss the host during these opportunities, he could reshape the host's values ​​and reduce his straight-man tendencies.

Chi Buwan noticed two burning gazes. He followed their gazes but only met a pair of eyes.

The merchant's eyes lit up as he looked at Xiao Wuli, whose veil was slightly lowered, indicating that he was bowing his head.

"A celestial being!" Jia Shang couldn't contain his excitement. He had grown up in Qianqiu City and the highest-level celestial being he had ever seen was only at the late Nascent Soul stage. He never expected that he would be able to find a Deity Transformation stage cultivator as his son-in-law when he was looking for one for his daughter.

At this moment, he was like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at him, the more she liked him, wishing she could hold a wedding banquet on the spot.

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, he felt a beast staring at his back. His neck stiffened, and he slowly turned around to meet the cold gaze of the man in black robes.

Merchants: !

"Boss Jia, let's begin," Chi Buwan said.

"...Okay." Jia Shang snapped out of his daze, took out a handkerchief to wipe the thin layer of sweat from his forehead, and said nervously, "Let's...let's get started."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of drums rang out.

Jia Shang stared nervously at the two people in the center of the arena, clasping his hands together and begging for mercy.

Our ancestors, please don't let the man in black win the match!

.

The drumbeats had been going on for a long time, but Chi Buwan remained standing still, and Xiao Wuli also remained standing still.

Is it too late?.........

What are they doing now?

He was waiting for Xiao Wuli to make his move so he could fall down immediately.

The audience was also completely baffled.

When he ran out of ideas, he randomly picked up a sword from his storage ring, swung it twice, and the cold light of the blade flashed as Xiao Wuli dodged without attacking.

After several exchanges, the merchant's eyes lit up, and he added, "To only dodge and not attack is to lose!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wuli finally moved.

Chi Buwan cast an approving glance at Jia Shang, then looked back at the soft sword intent slashing towards him. Without dodging, he stood still, took a step back with his right foot, and used magic to clean up the place where he would lie down later.

As the sword intent drew near, Chi Buwan leaned back slightly, preparing to deliver a superb and perfect performance.

In the last half second, his eyes lit up. Just as he was about to collapse, a tall and imposing figure stood in front of him, blocking the sword intent for him.

Chi Buwan froze, staring at the back of the figure in front of her, her pupils trembling slightly.

After a while, he came to his senses.

...His performance was characterized by his constant movement and effort.