I Asked You To Be The Villain, But You Want To Be The Father Of The Main Character?

Huang Chuan's weapon is a large knife, presenting an overall icy color, shimmering with a cold light under the sunlight.

"Drink!"

Gripping the large knife tightly, Huang Chuan instantly charged towards Chu He, who stood in place holding a long spear in a defensive stance.

The surrounding audience even closed their eyes. It's not that they looked down on Chu He, but Chu He's age is still too young, and the time he has spent cultivating is too short.

The recent events made everyone think that Chu He was just being stubborn, and they never considered the possibility of Chu He winning.

The blade of the large knife was filled with knife energy, combined with Huang Chuan's strong aura, it was unstoppable, as if it could take down Chu He with a single strike.

Chu He just stood in place. In the eyes of the crowd, Chu He's posture almost equated to giving up the fight.

Meng Yu's palms were already sweating, her cold eyes fixed on the changes on the martial stage, filled with tension.

After two days of nurturing, Ning Bailing now exuded a mature charm, unintentionally revealing a seductive aura, but still retaining a pure scent.

"Clang!"

In the shocked gazes of the crowd, Chu He's long spear directly blocked the charging large knife, and at the same time, leveraging the force of the weapon collision, he soared into the air.

The surrounding audience immediately sat up, their bodies and eyes fixed on Chu He in the air. At this moment, Huang Chuan was also somewhat shocked, but his combat experience was extremely rich, and he instantly prepared himself.

But Chu He wouldn't give him a chance at this moment. He had been accumulating power, and now it was the moment of eruption. The aura of the Divine Spring on his body was overwhelming, instantly pressuring Huang Chuan.

"Clash!"

Although they were both in the Divine Spring realm, Huang Chuan couldn't withstand the pressure from Chu He's aura. He instantly knelt on the martial stage.

But this didn't mean he had lost. The large knife in his hand blocked in front of him, while Chu He's long spear had already stabbed out in the air, its speed extremely fast, as swift as lightning. The crowd only saw a line resembling a lightning flash.

Then, with a "crack" sound, in the shocked gazes of Huang Chuan and the surrounding people, Chu He's long spear directly pierced through the middle of Huang Chuan's large knife!

At this moment, Chu He's feet had already landed, Huang Chuan's large knife slipped from his hand, and with a "clatter," it fell on the martial stage, kneeling in front of Chu He. Huang Chuan raised his hands, while Chu He's spear tip was already against Huang Chuan's nose.

"Chu He Saint Child wins!"

The long spear left Huang Chuan's nose, and Chu He performed a beautiful spear flourish, then put away the long spear that was almost as tall as him.

The scene fell into extreme silence, as if it were a deserted night. But soon, it erupted into enthusiastic cheers.

"Ah! Chu Saint Child is so handsome!"

"Why is he so strong! He almost completely overwhelmed Huang Chuan!"

"Younger Brother Xiaohe is so cool, I love him so much!"

"There won't be any sleep tonight without Younger Brother Xiaohe..."

"Ah... I can't take it anymore! Younger Brother Xiaohe is amazing! So amazing! Ah..."

The cheers from the surroundings continued without end. Chu He stood on the stage, enjoying his moment of glory that belonged to him. He liked this feeling of being the center of attention.

But there were still too few people around, and the venue was still too small.

Jiang Ningyue looked at Chu He, who was enjoying the cheers of the crowd on the martial stage, and the doting in her phoenix eyes was about to overflow. She couldn't help but want to go down and hug Chu He tightly.

"Xiaohe has big ambitions."

Jiang Mengxue had noticed this a long time ago. Extreme self-discipline meant having higher desires. Everything Chu He did must be for something he wanted.

"Yes." Jiang Ningyue nodded, her eyes still fixed on Chu He. "Whatever Xiaohe wants, I will give it to him."

The tone was calm but firm. In Jiang Ningyue's heart, there was nothing and no one that could compare to Chu He, not even worthy of being mentioned in the same breath.

The second round of the competition started quickly, but this time it was much simpler.

The match had just begun, and under Chu He's full attack, the long spear was almost at the opponent's throat in the blink of an eye.

"Ah! I can't take it anymore, Xiaohu is too annoying! I'm going to die!"

Most of the female disciples around had rosy cheeks and shining eyes as they looked at Chu He on the martial stage.

At this moment, Chu He stood tall on the martial stage, holding a long spear. His sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes were deep and sinister, with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth. His aura was confident and domineering, with a special presence.

The female disciples in the vicinity couldn't bear it anymore. Looking at Chu He was like a hungry wolf seeing a sheep, full of passion...

"Being friends with young girls and companions with married women is really terrifying..."

Chu He naturally noticed the situation of those people. He knew he had great charm and was extremely handsome, but it shouldn't have caused this kind of reaction.

The only explanation was these two buffs.

"Congratulations to Chu He, the Saint Child, for winning the championship of our Martial Tomb Sacred Land's martial arts competition! At the same time, I announce that Chu He, the Saint Child, will become the first Saint Child of our Martial Tomb Sacred Land!"

"Roar! Chu He! Chu He! Chu He!"

The crowd immediately erupted in cheers, becoming extremely noisy and enthusiastic.

"Ah! Xiaohu, I love you!"

"I love you too, how can we live without Xiaohu!"

"I can't take it anymore! Xiaohu!"

The loudest cheers came from Chu He's sister fans, almost never stopping.

"Xiaohu's charm is really great."

Jiang Mengxue said as she saw this, but her eyes looking at Chu He now contained something she hadn't had before.

She remembered what Chu He had said to her a few days ago.

Now, as she looked at Chu He below, with his sinister aura, smiling face, and a particularly enticing presence, Jiang Mengxue couldn't control her thoughts.

"You are his aunt."

Jiang Ningyue instantly sensed Jiang Mengxue's aura and thoughts, and looked at her sister coldly.

"Well, sister, you also know how outstanding Xiaohu is..."

"You are his aunt."

Jiang Ningyue said again, and Jiang Mengxue immediately shut up. After a while, she continued.

"Now we should find him, otherwise, if he returns to the palace, it will probably be a few more days before he can come out again."

Jiang Ningyue didn't answer Jiang Mengxue after hearing this. Her figure disappeared directly, followed by Chu He on the martial stage below.

Seeing this, Jiang Mengxue shook her head helplessly. Her sister was good in every way, except when it came to Chu He, she seemed to have completely changed.

"Ah?! Where's my Xiaohu?!"

"Brat, what do you mean by 'my Xiaohu'? He clearly belongs to me!"

"..."

Chu He was still enjoying the cheers around him, when suddenly he felt a warm halo surrounding him. Then he felt his head being wrapped in something soft, to the point where he couldn't even breathe...