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“Those who want to sign up for the bride selection contest, come to me!”

The voice of "White Sword," the steward of the Holy Emperor Palace, faded away, but there was no reaction from the bustling crowd.

No one stepped forward to sign up.

White Sword was not at all surprised by this—after all, to sign up for the bride selection contest, one had to possess at least King-level strength; moreover, one could not be too old.

As a member of a giant-level force in the God Domain, White Sword's status was detached, and he already looked down upon the gods of this "rural place" of the Crimson Flame Prefecture; now, seeing that no one was signing up, he naturally became even more contemptuous of these rural gods.

And White Sword's own sense of superiority became even stronger, thinking: "A small place is just a small place after all!

In our Holy Emperor City, as soon as the news of the bride selection contest is announced, King-level experts flock to sign up.

But in this Crimson Flame Prefecture, not a single person has signed up even after half a day!”

At this moment, Xu Ming finally understood the requirements for signing up for the bride selection contest.

He parted the crowd, walked towards White Sword, and shouted: “I’m signing up!”

Someone's signing up!

Immediately, everyone's gaze was cast towards Xu Ming.

However, when they saw Xu Ming's cultivation level, everyone was a little surprised.

“Silver Moon Rank Ten?”

“It’s not King-level, but Silver Moon Rank Ten!—Could it be that this Silver Moon Rank Ten thinks he has strength comparable to King-level?”

The clone that Xu Ming was currently using was his Ancient Cultivator clone, which was also Xu Ming's clone with the highest cultivation level, reaching “Silver Moon Rank Ten.”

However, because his cultivation level had not reached King-level, Xu Ming naturally aroused everyone's doubts.

“Oh? You want to sign up?” White Sword glanced at Xu Ming, sneered disdainfully, “Your cultivation level is too low, you don’t have the qualifications to sign up! Get down!”

“Hmm?”

Xu Ming's face darkened—no qualifications to sign up?

Xu Ming said coldly: “The requirements for signing up don’t specify cultivation level, only strength!—Although my cultivation level is low, my strength has already reached King-level, why can’t I sign up?”

“Strength has already reached King-level?” White Sword sneered, “Do you think I can’t tell whether you have King-level strength?—I say you don’t have the qualifications to sign up, and you just don’t have the qualifications to sign up!”

“Heh!” Xu Ming was amused by White Sword's words, “You say I don’t have the qualifications to sign up, and I just don’t have the qualifications to sign up?”

Xu Ming felt that he might need to show his strength a little.

“That’s natural!” White Sword sneered, “What are you still standing here for? Why don’t you hurry up and get lost? You have to stand here and waste my time?”

Get lost?

Xu Ming smiled.

Smiled very brightly.

How long has it been since anyone dared to talk to Xu Ming like this?

“I think I should be able to prove my strength!” Xu Ming said coldly.

“Prove? Prove what?” White Sword impatiently scolded, “You trash, are you annoying or what? I said you don’t have the qualifications to sign up, so you should honestly get lost, wouldn’t that be good? Why do you have to stand here and waste my time?”

Trash?

Hearing these two words, Xu Ming knew that he was determined to slap this face!—Since the other party was so shameless, then he would give this face a good slap.

“You still… … ”

Before White Sword could say the word “get lost,” he saw a palm shadow suddenly strike towards him.

The palm shadow was as strange as a ghost, as fast as lightning.

White Sword was horrified and subconsciously wanted to resist.

However, just as he reacted, before his body could even start moving, the palm had already arrived!

Pa!

Crisp slap sound! Bright red palm print!

“What a familiar feeling, it’s been a while since I’ve experienced it!” Xu Ming thought to himself, feeling the sensation of slapping.

“You… … ” White Sword was dumbfounded, “You dare… … slap me?”

The originally noisy crowd of onlookers was now also silent and speechless.

One by one, the onlookers thought in disbelief:

“The steward of the Holy Emperor Palace from the main palace has been slapped… … ”

“The speed of this Silver Moon Rank Ten’s attack is so fast! He definitely possesses King-level strength!”

“However, even if he possesses King-level strength; to dare to hit the steward of the Holy Emperor Palace, isn’t that too arrogant?”

“That’s right! This Silver Moon Rank Ten is too arrogant and too impulsive!”

… …

“Slap you?” Xu Ming had a completely nonchalant expression, “I just wanted to prove that I possess King-level strength!—I think now, I have already proven it, right?”

“Prove my ass!” White Sword had just been slapped, and was both angry and annoyed, and subconsciously shouted.

However, as soon as he finished speaking; on the other side of his face, he felt a gust of wind coming.

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Pa!

The other side of White Sword’s face was also imprinted with a bright red palm print.

“You… … ” White Sword was furious.

However, Xu Ming just asked calmly: “Now, can it be proven that I have the strength of a King-level?”

“You… … ” White Sword’s eyes were bloodshot.

The same red as the palm prints on his face!

“You’re courting death!!!”

Boom!!!

The aura on White Sword's body exploded, and the powerful aura and pressure of a King-level expert were undoubtedly displayed.

“Take your life!!” White Sword, his head overwhelmed by anger, rushed towards Xu Ming aggressively.

However, his aura had only just begun to be aggressive… …

Pa!

Another slap—seemingly ordinary, but unavoidably and unstoppably landed on White Sword’s face, directly slapping his aura to no longer be aggressive.

Xu Ming still had the same words: “Now, can it be proven that I have the strength of a King-level?—If it still can’t be proven, then I’ll prove it again!” Since he was already high-profile, then Xu Ming didn’t mind being even more high-profile!

Proving it again meant slapping White Sword again!

“Young man, do you know what the consequences are of offending the Holy Emperor Palace?” White Sword shouted sternly.

Offending the Holy Emperor Palace?

Xu Ming sneered: “You can’t represent the Holy Emperor Palace! But… … if you don’t tell me whether I can prove my strength; then, I’ll just have to continue proving it!”

Saying that, Xu Ming raised his palm again.

The threat in his words was self-evident.

I'm going… … this chapter was rewritten three times!