Chu Feng did not respond to Zuoqiu Youyu's provocation, but not because he was afraid.
On the contrary… the contemptuous smile on Chu Feng's face only made Zuoqiu Youyu more displeased.
More and more people arrived, and by the end, every elder and disciple of the Sleeping Dragon Martial Sect who had come was standing and performing a grand bow.
Not only the Vice Sect Master, but the Sect Master herself had arrived.
The Sect Master of the Sleeping Dragon Martial Sect rarely showed her face. Her appearance today represented how seriously she took this matter.
Of course she took it seriously — after all, this was her holding a husband selection for Zi Ling.
What no one had expected was that the Vice Sect Master would personally preside over this husband selection tournament.
The level of importance could not have been more clear.
Afterward, the Vice Sect Master publicly read out the rules of the competition.
This was a challenge tournament. Those who wished to challenge would be given priority based on their strength.
Strength was naturally determined by the Sleeping Dragon disciples' rankings.
The first to have priority was Zuoqiu Youyu.
However, just as the challenge time was about to arrive, that mysterious number one Sleeping Dragon disciple still had not shown himself, which left everyone puzzled.
Could this number one of the Sleeping Dragon truly be so arrogant that even after the Sect Master had arrived, he still refused to appear?
But if he never showed up, then what would happen with today's challenge? Would he forfeit?
The crowd whispered among themselves, speculating endlessly.
But since the Sect Master was present, even their speculation was exchanged only through private sound transmissions.
The surface of the martial arena was packed with people.
Yet ever since the Sect Master had appeared, it had become extraordinarily quiet — not a single person dared make a sound.
Hummm—
Finally, the challenge time arrived.
And almost simultaneously with the arrival of the challenge time, a layer of power appeared atop the martial stage — a barrier.
The barrier seemed to have existed all along, as it first fully materialized and then began to dissipate.
But once it faded, a figure was revealed within.
He was lying flat on the surface of the martial stage.
And his appearance immediately drew everyone's attention.
This had to be the mysterious number one of the Sleeping Dragon.
Everyone studied him intently, but in the end found they could discern nothing.
Although this person wore the uniform of a Sleeping Dragon disciple, he had a hood over his head and a mask on his face, wrapping himself up tightly.
Moreover, both the hood and the mask were specially crafted.
And setting all that aside, this number one Sleeping Dragon was remarkably short — quite short compared to an average man.
Of course, no one cared about his height. What people were curious about was why he was so mysterious that even at this point he still refused to reveal his true face.
And why was he lying on the ground?
No — something was off.
If one listened carefully, there was a snoring sound, and it was coming from the number one Sleeping Dragon.
Because of the mask on his face, no one could tell whether his eyes were open or closed.
But the snoring only grew clearer.
Had he… fallen asleep?
It seemed he had arrived long ago. The barrier was his doing — when the time came, it would automatically open to reveal his appearance.
Could he really have fallen asleep?
In a setting like this, arriving early just to take a nap?
This overturned everything people thought they knew.
By now, Zuoqiu Youyu had already stepped forward and walked into the martial stage.
"I, Zuoqiu Youyu, challenge for the title of number one Sleeping Dragon disciple."
Zuoqiu Youyu cupped his fists after stepping onto the stage.
But the number one Sleeping Dragon, apart from that snoring, offered no response whatsoever.
He… was still asleep.