My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

"good!"

Upon hearing Jiang Xiaobai's words, Chen Jian didn't hesitate for a moment. He took a step forward and instantly shot off.

"interesting!"

The bald old man was stunned for a moment when he saw this, then a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"A mere junior dares to challenge this old man!"

"court death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful surge of internal energy emanated from the bald old man.

The surrounding vegetation was pressed down and bowed low, and even the dust on the ground was stirred up.

The bald old man raised his right hand and slapped it down at Chen Jian, who was rushing towards him.

"One-Finger Divine Skill!"

Facing that terrifying palm force, Chen Jian showed no fear whatsoever. He raised his hand and flicked his finger forward.

laugh!

An invisible internal force burst forth from his fingertips, instantly piercing through the oncoming palm strike.

The bald old man's sinister smile froze as a sharp pain shot through his right hand, and his pupils contracted.

What kind of approach is this?

Before the bald old man could react, Chen Jian had already raised his right hand and grabbed at him in the air: "Star Absorbing Technique!"

boom!

An astonishing suction force suddenly expanded it.

The bald old man's robes billowed wildly, and his body slid uncontrollably toward Chen Jian.

"this……"

The bald old man's expression changed, and he hurriedly mobilized his internal energy to resist.

Even so, he didn't stop.

Seeing himself getting closer and closer to Chen Jian, the bald old man gritted his teeth, raised his left hand, and slapped his feet.

boom!

Amidst the flying mud, the bald old man used the recoil to flip himself up and forcefully escape.

Before he could even catch his breath, Chen Jian turned around again and raised his right hand once more.

"Star-Absorbing Technique!"

Again?

The bald old man's face twitched, and his body, which had just landed, was pulled forward again.

Feeling the turmoil within his body, the bald old man finally panicked and cried out urgently, "Young man, stop inhaling! Stop inhaling!"

"I'm not watching the show anymore!!"

"Brother Jiang, are you still going to inhale his essence?"

Chen Jian looked at Jiang Xiaobai.

"never mind!"

Chen Jian stopped when Jiang Xiaobai responded.

The bald old man staggered a couple of steps, barely managing to regain his balance, and the look he gave Chen Jian had completely changed.

No, are all young people these days this strong?

Indeed, he had roamed the martial arts world for many years and had never seen such bizarre martial arts skills!

As the bald old man looked utterly shocked, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Even Jin Sheng, who was at the eighth rank, was defeated by Chen Jian.

Unless this bald old man reaches the ninth rank, it won't be easy for him to defeat Chen Jian.

"Senior, are you still watching the show?"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the bald old man and smiled.

"No, no, I... actually, the thing I dislike most is watching a spectacle!"

The bald old man chuckled twice, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked to the side on his own.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and didn't make things difficult for the other party anymore. Instead, he glanced in the direction of the mountain road.

People were already arriving one after another along the mountain road.

Some people went up the mountain in groups of four or five, while others went alone.

These people were dressed in different ways; some wore sect robes, some wore tight-fitting clothes, and some wore straw raincoats.

As for the weapons they carried, they were all kinds of things.

Swords, spears, clubs—you name it, they had it.

As more and more people arrived, this originally empty area gradually became lively.

When acquaintances meet, they gather together and talk in hushed tones.

Some who harbored mutual grudges stared at each other coldly, their hands occasionally glancing at their weapons.

But since the battle between the dragon and the tiger hadn't even started yet, no one dared to make a move rashly.

Further on, Jiang Xiaobai saw some familiar figures.

For example, Li Jingxing and others from Dingyuan Prefecture.

In addition, there were some martial arts figures he had met at the Hidden Edge Banquet.

Soon after, people from Yipintang also arrived along the mountain path.

The person in charge was He Changgeng.

After several days of rest, He Changgeng's condition has clearly recovered. He walked in front of the crowd with a calm expression.

But when He Changgeng saw Jiang Xiaobai, he paused slightly, and the expression on his face stiffened.

That's right, whenever he sees Jiang Xiaobai, the image of being bombed at Tianfeng Restaurant immediately comes to mind.

After taking a deep breath, He Changgeng cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards Jiang Xiaobai from a distance.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled and nodded, as a return gesture.

But soon, Jiang Xiaobai’s gaze shifted away from He Changgeng.

Because on the other side of the mountain road, the Beiyu delegation also arrived.

To Jiang Xiaobai's surprise, the entire Beiyu delegation had changed into Dahua clothing.

Especially Helian Zhaoyue, whose light blue dress suppressed her original heroic spirit and made her look more gentle.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, it's Jiang Xiaobai!"

Teng Zixiu was the first to notice Jiang Xiaobai, her expression darkening slightly as she lowered her voice to remind him.

Helian Zhaoyue looked over and her face darkened when she saw Jiang Xiaobai staring at her with a smile.

"Hmph, ignore him!"

Helian Zhaoyue gave a heavy, cold snort and turned her head away.

But no sooner had she finished speaking than Jiang Xiaobai's voice drifted over from afar: "Princess, come and have a chat!"

"Shut up, get lost!"

Helian Zhaoyue gritted her teeth and replied.

"Ha ha!"

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw Helian Zhaoyue's annoyed expression.

However, his laughter soon stopped again.

Because he discovered that his future mother-in-law had also come.

Xu Yuehua and another middle-aged woman walked in front, followed by three young women with veils.

Seeing the three people's attire, Jiang Xiaobai raised an eyebrow slightly.

No wonder Li Zhiwei said that her veil came from her mother's side.

Now it seems that's indeed the case!

As Jiang Xiaobai was surprised, Xu Yuehua also saw him and took the initiative to walk up to him.

"Little Bai, you're here pretty early!"

"mother in law!"

Jiang Xiaobai greeted him with a smile.

"Wait, Yuehua, could he be...?"

The middle-aged woman next to him glanced at Jiang Xiaobai with surprise.

"Um!"

Xu Yuehua smiled and nodded, saying, "He is my daughter's beloved, and also the young heir of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion!"

"good!"

The middle-aged woman looked Jiang Xiaobai up and down, then smiled and said, "He's quite handsome, a good match for Zhiwei!"

As she spoke, the middle-aged woman seemed to remember something and looked at Jiang Xiaobai, asking, "However, I heard from Yuehua that you are not a martial artist!"

"Why have you come to Cangfeng Mountain too?"

"Oh, I'm here to keep things quiet on behalf of my father!"

Jiang Xiaobai responded with a smile.

"You're quite an interesting child!"

The middle-aged woman laughed after hearing this, glancing at the armored soldiers in the distance: "However, those gathered here are all martial arts practitioners!"

"The soldiers you brought alone probably won't be enough to control them!"

"Oh."

Jiang Xiaobai glanced around at the assembled martial arts practitioners, a smirk playing on his lips: "That's not necessarily true..."