"Miss Wan Li, there’s a handsome guy here saying he wants to marry you and have a contest with you."

Suddenly, a youthful and crisp voice came from below the stage, drawing everyone’s attention. They saw a young, cute girl smiling at the stage.

This person was none other than Mo Jing, who was next to Chen Tianlong. However, as soon as Mo Jing spoke, Chen Tianlong felt something was amiss.

"Yes, we have a handsome guy here who wants to challenge you," Li Bingshuang said after witnessing the previous scene, thinking Jian Wanli couldn’t get away otherwise.

If Chen Tianlong also wins, then Jian Wanli can choose either, and there are no clear rules saying she must marry the first winner.

It’s only about selecting a son-in-law, and after meeting the conditions, she can choose whoever she likes.

Jian Wanli was immediately overjoyed. These two below were here to help her, how could she not understand that?

"What nonsense are you two talking about? Our young master has already defeated Miss Jian Wanli, so Miss Jian Wanli belongs to the young master," one of the three attendants, a tall and thin young man, stated strongly.

"Ahem... it seems we didn’t specify that you must choose your young master. If someone else can defeat me, I can choose someone I fancy. The rules are set by me; could you know them better than I do?" Jian Wanli said with a cold smile.

"Alright, then let’s see how this fellow wins over Miss Wan Li. You better not let me catch you going easy, or I won’t let either of you off,"

Xiao Jianteng’s words carried a hint of threat, which Chen Tianlong couldn’t ignore. However, facing such power, Chen Tianlong dared not provoke him. Though they were concealing their strength, if pushed, who knows what they might unleash.

At this point, Li Bingshuang and Chen Xiaoyan nudged Chen Tianlong, knowing he didn’t want to participate in any trouble.

However, they unanimously decided that even if Chen Tianlong truly wanted to marry Jian Wanli, they couldn’t let that guy succeed. Many girls act impulsively and recklessly, often causing themselves trouble out of sympathy.

Chen Tianlong muddleheadedly went onto the stage, giving Jian Wanli a wry smile.

To be honest, the sword isn’t Chen Tianlong’s forte. From childhood to now, other than using the Demon-breaking Sword in Ice City once, he never did.

Luckily, he had just watched Jian Wanli’s moves carefully, repeatedly replaying them in his mind like a movie, not knowing it was thanks to the Nine Yang Celestial Dragon Technique. After realizing heart method integration, he had a qualitative leap in all abilities, not only in sensory abilities, but his memory was so strong it’s almost photographic.

Earlier, Chen Tianlong focused intensely, naturally memorizing Jian Wanli’s moves, and rehearsing them countless times in his mind; he could boast that his swordsmanship was already proficient.

"Haha, Miss Wan Li, let me learn a few moves from you."

Chen Tianlong chuckled indifferently, his demeanor somewhat carefree, dressed casually. Luckily, he wasn’t dressed like when he first appeared on stage, otherwise the crowd would have laughed to death.

"Don’t stand on ceremony, handsome guy. Just come at me with your best moves; don’t hold back; I won’t go easy on you."

Jian Wanli wasn’t one to pretend. Although she wanted to free herself from Xiao Jianteng’s entanglement, she couldn’t fake it, for even she couldn’t pass her own test.

"Alright, but I haven’t used a sword much before, and my last time was many years ago, so please, Miss Wan Li, go easy on me." Chen Tianlong said modestly.

"Hehe, don’t worry, I won’t use the sword to stab you, but punches and kicks have no eyes, and I might kick you off the stage, so don’t blame me then."

Jian Wanli was also someone who could joke around, so seeing a fair and handsome guy like Chen Tianlong, she didn’t really believe he could win.

"Okay, let’s begin then."

Chen Tianlong didn’t waste words, stretching out his hand. Jian Wanli waved her hand, signaling her subordinates to pass a sword over to Chen Tianlong.

Upon receiving the sword, Chen Tianlong touched the blade, finding it quite sharp. Suddenly he felt a bit nervous, not because he feared being hit, but because he feared his unfamiliar swordsmanship might injure Jian Wanli, which would be troublesome.

By now, Xiao Jianteng on the side finally figured it out. This guy, with even his grip looking amateurish, was clearly an outsider.

With the long sword in hand, Chen Tianlong fiddled with the hilt for a bit, basically getting the hang of it, before preparing to fight. He decided not to use the Nine Yang Celestial Dragon Technique, intending to win the contest solely with swordsmanship.

First, because he didn’t want Xiao Jianteng to know his true strength, and second, he feared accidentally harming Jian Wanli. After all, they were on her turf, and injuring her might ruin the rest of their trip.

The sunset was almost over, leaving a tinge of red in the sky, suddenly adorned with fiery clouds, spectacular indeed. But even so, it paled in comparison to the fierce contest on stage, drawing more attention.

The match had just started, and Jian Wanli came out aggressive, her Sword Qi threatening.

While Chen Tianlong didn’t use his full strength, Jian Wanli did, albeit not with full force. She had to test Chen Tianlong’s skill to see if he could wield a sword.

However, after several rounds, Jian Wanli was shocked to discover that this guy not only knew how to wield a sword, but his swordsmanship was identical to hers, as if taught by the same person.

"Hold on, handsome guy, I have a question. Why does your swordsmanship look just like mine?"

Jian Wanli found herself unable to get close to Chen Tianlong. Not only was his swordsmanship the same as hers, but he seemed to have modified some moves, catching her off guard.

She couldn’t believe it was a mere coincidence, as this was their family’s secret sword style, not taught to outsiders, and typically not to a boy either.

Perplexed, she paused to get clarity.

Chen Tianlong smiled faintly, having anticipated Jian Wanli’s question, and replied, "It’s not strange; I just observed and learned on the spot. I’ve never studied swordsmanship formally, so I could only mimic you in a contest."

"Hiss..."

Upon hearing this, Jian Wanli inhaled sharply. Was this guy boasting or telling the truth? He learned her swordsmanship, honed through endless practice, just by watching for a moment? This was a bit too heaven-defying.

"Haha, let’s continue. Use any big moves you want; let’s finish quickly before it gets dark." Chen Tianlong grinned and said.

"Alright!"

Jian Wanli’s Fighting Spirit had been stirred by Chen Tianlong. She wanted to see what this guy really had. If he thought he could respond to her with just a few stolen moves, he had another thing coming.

Watching from the sidelines, Xiao Jianteng furrowed his brows. This guy was no ordinary person; to learn so quickly just from watching—his talent was extraordinary indeed.