A player on Mount Hua starts by obtaining the Prism color entry.

Not far away on the stands, the leaders of various sects and the prefect were seated. This position was just right, allowing them to clearly see the martial arts competition without worrying about being caught in the crossfire.

Prefect Sun Tai was trying to curry favor with the white-clad man beside him, who was Luo Jusheng, representing the Eastern Depot, who had come to assist in capturing the Plum Blossom Thief.

A little over a decade ago, he was a disciple of the Bodhidharma Academy, but later betrayed Shaolin and joined the Eastern Depot as a henchman. Those unaware of the situation would only think he was some rich young master, never suspecting he was a traitor to Shaolin.

Wherever the Eastern Depot exists, there will inevitably be secret agents from the Dragon Guard Manor.

A handsome young man in white lightly waved a folding fan, his face as white as jade, dressed like a typical young master. The only thing that betrayed him was the absence of an Adam's apple – his true identity as a woman: Shangguan Haitang, the number one secret agent of the Xuan clan!

Chu Liuxiang glanced at the crowd from a distance and whispered, "I didn't expect that Baoding Prefecture would have the Six Doors, the Eastern Depot, and the Dragon Guard Manor all gathered here. Now, I'm afraid all that's missing is the Western Depot."

Lu Xiaofeng leaned against a tree, one leg swinging, picked up a wine jug, tilted his head back and took a sip: "What's so strange about that? Back then, the Plum Blossom Thief was a member of the Heavenly Net, and he even had the whereabouts of the Yue Kingdom's treasure on his hands. Who wouldn't want to get involved?"

"But it looks like, barring any unforeseen circumstances, that kid Lu Ming will be the last one standing this time. Sigh, why do men even need to find wives?"

The two exchanged a glance, both somewhat helpless. Having a wife meant it wasn't so easy to cheat anymore; they truly missed their carefree, philandering days.

On the arena, two figures jumped onto the stage at the same time.

The ugly-looking man, wielding a strange, blood-stained curved blade, glared at her angrily: "Damn it! I'm Shan Yong, the second disciple of Blood Blade Ancestor! You want to take it from me? If you know what's good for you, get lost, or I'll kill you!"

The other man in black was middle-aged, with a deathly pale face, narrow and effeminate features, and a cold, malevolent aura hidden in his eyes. His aura was somber and eerie, his expression gloomy and indifferent, and his demeanor exuded a sinister ruthlessness and morbid depravity.

"Heh, then let's try it. I'll kill you first and see if that old dog Blood Blade dares to come after my White Camel Manor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his right hand shot out like lightning, his palm curving like a venomous snake biting.

Shan Yong raised his sword and slashed fiercely. His sword technique was equally strange and unpredictable, sometimes slashing left and sometimes right, often at an unbelievable angle.

Ouyang Ke sneered repeatedly. Before the blade could strike, he nimbly moved, suddenly appearing behind Shan Yong. His right hand transformed into a snake's bite, grabbing Shan Yong's neck. With a surge of internal energy, he forcefully snapped Shan Yong's neck in two.

Crack!

The second disciple of the Blood Blade Ancestor, who had harmed countless women and committed countless evil deeds, had his neck snapped in the blink of an eye, blood gushing out, which made Ouyang Ke's pale face look even more ferocious and terrifying.

After his failed marriage proposal to Huang Rong on Peach Blossom Island, he was taken back to White Camel Mountain Villa by Ouyang Feng to train in martial arts for over ten years. Now, emerging from seclusion, he has lost his youthful handsomeness, replaced only by a ferocious and malevolent aura.

Everyone gasped in surprise; someone recognized him.

"This is Ouyang Ke, the young master of White Camel Manor!"

"Who's Ouyang Ke? I only know Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison."

"He's Ouyang Feng's nephew and personal disciple! Keep your voice down, or I'll be implicated!"

The wandering swordsman who had just been mocking Ouyang Ke was suddenly filled with dread as he saw Ouyang Ke on the arena giving him a ferocious smile.

In the blink of an eye, Ouyang Ke was already in front of him. He unleashed the Divine Camel Snow Mountain Palm, which was like ten thousand divine camels rushing towards him, leaving him nowhere to dodge or avoid.

Bang! The skull cracked, and the person collapsed limply to the ground.

Then Ouyang Ke disappeared and returned to the arena.

Everyone gasped again; the bizarre movement and the ruthless, one-hit kill technique instantly stopped most of them in their tracks.

Even if they wanted to say something witty, they would quickly cover their mouths, fearing that their words might cause trouble.

Lu Ming looked solemn. During this time, he had been drinking and chatting with Li Xunhuan and the others, and he had learned that this world was very complex, much like the game in his memory.

Not only did Ouyang Ke not die, but Yang Kang also did not die; he simply lost all his martial arts skills and became an ordinary person.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong defended Xiangyang during the Southern Song Dynasty against the Mongol Yuan, Qing, and Jin armies, repelling their invasions on several occasions, earning them the title of "Great Hero Guo".

The Great Wei was established by princes who fled west after the previous dynasty was invaded. To the west lay the Western Regions, and to the southwest were smaller kingdoms such as Tibet, Western Xia, and Dali. To the north, it bordered the Mongol Yuan and Liao dynasties, forming a strategic triangle with the Song dynasty.

Although the territory is small, it is home to many martial arts masters, so it can barely hold on.

The Great Wei Dynasty attached great importance to Ouyang Ke's arrival. This was not only because of Ouyang Feng, a Grandmaster, but also because of the White Camel Mountain Manor, a force with a private army of 20,000 men, located on a major transportation route, which no one dared to underestimate.

Shangguan Haitang's expression was solemn, and she was about to ask a question when the wealthy, sycophantic Wan Sanqian beside her had already answered her question.

"Begonia, this time White Camel Manor is preparing to make a comeback. Ouyang Ke invited me to Baoding Prefecture to discuss business, but I never expected him to come to participate in the martial arts contest to find a husband."

Shangguan Haitang remained unmoved by the advances of the sycophant. Women need sycophants to do things for them, but they don't like them; she wouldn't give sycophants to anyone else.

Afei: Are you being polite?

Turning to ask Li Xunhuan, she found him with a solemn expression, and stood up to greet the tall man with tangled black hair who walked onto the stage.

Ouyang Feng!

"I hope my visit has been uninvited and that I haven't disturbed you? Li Tanhua, it seems we're destined to become in-laws."

You're already here, why say such things? How hypocritical!

Li Xunhuan nodded and instructed someone to add a chair: "Mr. Ouyang, it is an honor to welcome you. Please do not speak too confidently. My brother Lu here is quite capable."

The word "brother" drew everyone's attention. Everyone said that Li Xunhuan was loyal and righteous, and he probably didn't have many friends. The only one he could call a brother was Long Xiaoyun.

When did Lu Ming appear again?

Ouyang Feng sat down, glanced at Lu Ming, and sneered repeatedly: "Is that so? I've been to Mount Hua too. If it were the Mount Hua Sect before it split into branches, there would be some respect for it. But the current Mount Hua Qi Sect, heh, nothing but ants."

He might indeed look down on the Huashan Sect, but he wouldn't attack them. Others might not know, but he was aware that there was an old man named Feng Qingyang on Huashan who was quite powerful, at least no weaker than him.

Feng Qingyang was furious that the Qi Sect had tricked him into leaving years ago, causing him to miss the decisive battle. Yue Buqun, on the other hand, was inflexible and rigid, his rigid methods failing to meet Feng Qingyang's approval, and he was also unaware of Feng Qingyang's existence.

Li Xunhuan lowered his head, picked up the wood, and began to carve. This was his unique way of practicing throwing knives: "Is that so? Then let's wait and see."

Ouyang Feng snorted and turned to shout at the arena, "Ke'er, go ahead and fight! I'm here, let's see who dares to come up here!"

Ouyang Ke was overjoyed. He truly did not know that his uncle had also come, let alone that the other party was actually his biological father.

"Uncle, rest assured, I will definitely kill this brat, marry a beautiful bride, and continue the Ouyang family line."

vulgar!

Just from that sentence, this person is already courting death!

Lu Ming rarely drew his longsword, his eyes filled with icy coldness. He didn't love Lin Shiyin, but he coveted her body. Anyone who tried to take her from him would have their life taken!

For the sake of the beauty, and also for the sake of obtaining the manor entry, even if Qiao Feng came, he would not back down.

"So it's because of kidney deficiency. You should go find the Great Joyful Bodhisattva instead of coming here."