lthough you're not as handsome as me, you're still pretty decent.”Qin Chuchu glared at him: "I'm being serious here, are you going to help or not""I have a girlfriend, so I can't help.""You..."Qin Chu...Yiluo Xiang didn't care at all how he was thinking, as long as she fought happily.

Her figure flitted about like a butterfly dancing through flowers, each time sending her opponent flying. This wasn't a fight; it was more like a game of ball.

In the end, feeling satisfied with his work, he casually slapped out a palm strike, sending Huo Jian plunging once more into Smoke Wave Lake.

The moment he plunged into the lake, Huo Jian's heart shattered.

He originally wanted to make a flamboyant entrance, show off his personal charm, and win the favor of beautiful women. As a result, in just over ten minutes, he had fallen into the lake three times. Did he forget to check the calendar before leaving home

When he clambered back onto the shore, his eyes were filled with confusion. He had lost again, and for the second time in a row, he'd been defeated by a woman.

If it wasn't for his swollen face and agonizing pain all over, he would have thought he was dreaming. There's no way this could be real.

The Martial Saint was a realm he had yearned for many years. At the moment of breakthrough, he was truly overjoyed for days, thinking he had reached the pinnacle of martial arts.

Once you step out of the Heavenly Palace, you will be a figure of immense respect in the martial arts world, treated like an emperor.

The ideal is full, the reality is skinny. As a martial saint for the first time, he was beaten like a dog when he fought with someone, and he lost to two women.

"Right, it's a woman, it has to be. That's where the problem lies. I fell for this kid."

Thinking about this, Huo Jian's heart skipped a beat. He knew these women were definitely experts, but he wasn't so sure about the men.

He looked at Ye Bufan and called out, "I admit defeat in this round, but I want to choose another one."

"Suit yourself, I said you could pick whatever you want, and there's no limit to how many times."

Ye Bufan had a playful smile on his lips. He still didn't know when to retreat, even at this point. It was no one else's fault that he sought self-inflicted pain.

“You said so, don't take it back.”

He Jian pointed at Ye Tian who was burning charcoal beside him: "I choose him."

In his opinion, since all the women were masters, this man must be a pushover, otherwise he wouldn't be meekly burning charcoal beside them.

After he finished speaking, a strange look appeared on the faces of everyone present.

After so long together, everyone has come to understand Ye Tian. They know he is Ye Bufan's brother, and the only one present who is a Saint Rank Grandmaster level expert.

Su Ruyu and the others didn't know about Situ Dianmo's current situation, so in their eyes, this fool had chosen the strongest among them.

Ye Tian didn't take Huo Jian seriously at all. He seemed to ignore his provocation and continued to burn charcoal diligently as before.

Ye Bufan twitched the corner of his mouth: "Are you sure Out of humanitarianism, I advise you to choose another one."

Ye Tian was originally a celestial corpse, equivalent to a martial arts cultivator who had reached the peak of physical refinement. He was known for his ruthless attacks and wouldn't hold back like Yi Luo Xiang and the others.

If he were to fight, the other party's fate would be truly terrible.

The more he said that, the more Huo Jian believed he had finally chosen the right person this time.

Seeing the reactions of women like Su Ru Yue and Dong Fang Hui Zhong, he was even more certain of his thoughts. in the history of Traditional Chinese Medicine. It was once renowned as “Huíhún Chū” (returning the soul) and “Wú Cháng Kū” (making the impermanent weep).Legend has it that as long as one can use the...