"Huh? Must be a man?"
The moment Li Muzhi's grandfather said this, both Li Muzhi and Xia Yan couldn't help but roll their eyes.
They had actually been looking forward to seeing what the third condition would be.
They never expected it to be something like this.
Must be a man — wasn't that stating the obvious?
None of the people signing up were women anyway.
"Sir, what about the fourth condition?" Chu Feng asked.
"The First of the Sleeping Dragon."
Li Muzhi's grandfather replied.
"The First of the Sleeping Dragon?"
"Grandfather, that means the number one rank among the Sleeping Dragon disciples, right?"
This time, before Chu Feng could speak, Li Muzhi rushed to ask.
"Does that even need asking?"
Li Muzhi's grandfather shot him a look before turning back to Chu Feng.
"The current First of the Sleeping Dragon among the disciples is right here in the Wolong Martial Sect, and I'm sure you've all heard of him."
"This First of the Sleeping Dragon has also written his name on the register to compete for Zi Ling."
"Tomorrow, both you, Chu Feng, and Zuoqiu Youyu's registered disciple may challenge this First of the Sleeping Dragon."
"Whoever wins the title of First of the Sleeping Dragon will become engaged to Zi Ling."
Li Muzhi's grandfather said.
Hearing this, Chu Feng felt a sinking sensation in his heart.
He hadn't anticipated that this unfathomably powerful First of the Sleeping Dragon would also be involved.
"Grandfather, what is this First of the Sleeping Dragon's cultivation level?" Li Muzhi couldn't help asking.
"That is unknown — we'll only know tomorrow."
Li Muzhi's grandfather said.
"Then if no one challenges him, won't Zi Ling end up belonging to that guy?"
Li Muzhi said.
"Naturally."
Li Muzhi's grandfather replied.
"Brother Chu Feng, if I were you, I'd absolutely challenge him. How could we let Junior Sister Zi Ling fall into another's hands? Let me tell you, Junior Sister Zi Ling is the number one beauty in our entire Wolong Martial Sect."
"Xia Yan is quite pretty, I'll admit, but even she would seem ordinary in front of Junior Sister Zi Ling."
Li Muzhi said.
"Are you crazy? You praise Junior Sister Zi Ling's beauty and put me down in the same breath?" Xia Yan's face turned pale with anger, and she immediately punched Li Muzhi.
The punch was no light tap — it swelled his face up right away.
"I was just telling the truth! Why did you have to hit so hard?"
"Lord Xia, can you control your granddaughter?"
Li Muzhi looked to Xia Yan's grandfather.
But before Xia Yan's grandfather could speak, Li Muzhi's grandfather cut in: "Don't bother. This brat's mouth is foul — I say she hit him good."
Well, that was that. With even his backer refusing to defend him, Li Muzhi had no choice but to accept his fate.
Though Li Muzhi had taken a beating, he was secretly delighted. Zuoqiu Yanliang had died today, and Zuoqiu Youyu had also been humiliated — how could he not be happy?
But at that moment, Chu Feng's heart was unusually heavy.
Even though he had stepped into the Martial Emperor realm, he was only a first-level Martial Emperor.
Setting aside the unfathomably powerful First of the Sleeping Dragon, just Zuoqiu Youyu alone was enough to give Chu Feng a headache.
But tomorrow, he had to step forward. He absolutely could not stand by and watch his Zi Ling become engaged to another man.
"Lord Sleeping Dragon, could you do me a favor?"
Chu Feng looked to Xia Yan's grandfather with a pleading gaze.