This monk is a bit mean

"Yes, I believe that you have also heard the stories about immortals. I didn't expect to see them with my own eyes this time." Li Mao said sadly.

"He's just a cultivator, he can't be called an immortal." Yun Shu said unconvinced.

"I don't know either. It is said that ordinary martial artists are no match for him. Brother, when you meet him, you'd better give up. After all, life is more important." Li Mao persuaded Yun Shu.

He lowered his head and sighed. He knew that he would not have a chance to make it to the end of this martial arts competition.

He never expected that this martial arts competition to win a bride would actually attract immortal cultivators whom he would never see in normal times.

"It's a bit too far-fetched for a cultivator to marry a mortal." Yun Shu said in confusion.

"It is said that this cultivator came not for Sister Lin, but for Uncle Lin." Li Mao replied.

Yunshu knew that the Uncle Lin that Li Mao mentioned was none other than Lin Ruonan's father, Lin Nanzhi.

"Haha, it seems that the real opponent has appeared. This time we can have some good fun." Yun Shu sneered in his heart.

After Yun Shu pondered for a moment, he suddenly said, "Junior brother, I do have a way to deal with this great cultivator, but I need your help."

"Just go ahead, senior brother!" Li Mao answered readily.

Although he didn't believe that Yun Shu had any way to deal with a cultivator, he would not let it go as long as there was the slightest chance.

If Yunshu could really create a miracle and knock the immortal cultivator off the stage, then wouldn’t he have another chance to marry Lin Ruonan?

To this day, Li Mao still dreams of Lin Ruonan, who was soaked all over that day, every night.

"I need you to modify Ximen's arena." Yunshu brought Li Mao, who was fantasizing about Lin Ruonan's body, back to reality.

"Okay, how do you want to change it?" Li Mao agreed without hesitation.

"You do this... and then this... and that..." Yunshu told Li Mao in his ear how to modify the arena.

Although Li Mao was completely confused, he had no idea why Yun Shu wanted to change the arena, nor did he know how the change would help him defeat the immortal cultivator.

But he decided to do it anyway, because he had no other options and he placed all his hopes on his senior brother.

After the two finished their discussion, they went their separate ways.

Li Mao wanted to go back and find someone to renovate the martial arts arena at the west gate of Chang'an according to Yunshu's requirements.

Yunshu hurried back to his inn to heal his wounds.

Three days later, the competition for marriage officially began.

Through the previous "endurance" test, plus those children of noble families who were exempted from the first round, the remaining more than 200 people were divided into four groups.

Four arenas were set up at the four gates of Chang'an City, east, west, south and north.

The four groups of people were evenly distributed to the corresponding city gate arenas.

There were crowds of people on the four arenas in the east, west, south and north, and the most lively one was the arena at the west gate of Chang'an City.

Because it is said that there are immortal cultivators participating in the competition in Ximen’s arena.

There is only one host in each of the four arenas, and they are all young girls. They are all Lin Ruonan's personal maids.

"The competition is about to begin. The two people whose numbers I called out will come on stage to compete." The Ximen arena was hosted by a maid in green clothes. She cleared her throat and said.

After the maid spoke, the people watching below fell silent.

The little girl may have had too few experiences with big events, so she continued shyly, "The rules are very simple. The one who remains on the stage is the winner!"

"Little girl, can the winner take you as his concubine?" someone in the audience cheered.

"No!" The maid in green refused with a blushing face.

"Oh!" There was a booing from the audience.

The maid in green ignored the audience. She looked at the contestants and said loudly, "The first pair is number one and number sixty-four."

As soon as the maid finished speaking, a young man dressed as a soldier jumped onto the stage first, followed closely by an old beggar in his forties or fifties, dressed in rags.

The moment the old beggar came on stage, the audience could no longer sit still and began to talk.

"You're so old and you're still going to compete? Can you have some shame?"

"Even if he passes the test, will Miss Lin marry him? He won't even take a piss to look at the mirror."

"Hey, you should come down. Widow Li who sells pork in the east of the city is more suitable for you..."

"Hahaha……"

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

The young man dressed as a soldier looked at the old beggar with a serious expression, no matter what the audience said, and then clasped his fists and said, "Chang'an Garrison Army, Infantry Battalion Centurion, Peng Wei!"

"No problem, Beggars' Sect's guardian elder, Xie Changkui!"

Hiss, a group of people in the audience took a breath of cold air.

The guardian elder of the world's largest gang is no ordinary person. I just mocked him. If he steps down and causes trouble for me later, I'll be in trouble.

The few people who had been shouting the loudest just now secretly left the West Gate Arena and went to other city gates to join in the fun.

Yun Shu was also in the audience at this time. He stood there with his hands clasped together, expressionless.

He didn't even look at the two people on the stage.

Because after these two people finish the competition, it should be his turn.

There are sixty-four people participating in the competition from each city gate, and now on the stage is number one against number sixty-four.

The next pair should be number 2 and number 63, and Yunshu is number 63.

He did not deliberately look for his opponent number two, and he did not even look for the number of that immortal cultivator.

In Yunshu's opinion, no matter who his opponent is, he must win, then meet Lin Nanzhi and get the Fuyao guqin.

As for becoming a son-in-law of the Lin family, he had never thought about it.

Just as Yun Shu was in a daze, a voice came from the audience: "Come on, place your bets, place your bets, Baotai Casino is the banker, buy and leave, buy and leave."

A middle-aged man who looked like a butler was shouting loudly, and behind him were two young servants helping him.

"I'll bet 10 taels on the old man to win."

"I'll bet 20 taels on the old man to win."

"50 taels, the old man wins!"

"10 taels, Jun Ye wins!"

People in the audience placed bets one after another. Since it was Baotai Casino that was the banker, there was no need to worry about someone running away with the money, so quite a lot of people placed bets.

In the first competition, most people in the audience were optimistic about the beggar who claimed to be the elder of the Beggars' Sect, Xie Changkui.

With a gong sound, the competition on stage began and the betting below the stage stopped.

At this time, Yun Shu in the crowd slowly squeezed towards the casino manager.

Yunshu patted the butler's shoulder from behind.

The butler turned around and said to Yun Shu with a smile: "Hey, young master, you want to place a bet too? But the competition has already started, so you can't place a bet now. Wait until the next game."

"I'm just looking for you to buy the next one." Yunshu replied.

"Buy the next one now?" the butler asked in surprise.

"Yes, buy it now. In the next game, I'll buy 60 taels and number to win." Yun Shu didn't waste any words and directly took out all his wealth to bet on himself to win.

No matter who you are, I’ll beat you to death in the next round.

Yunshu is full of confidence.

"Young master, are you sure?" The butler looked at Yun Shu with some amusement.

"Of course." Yun Shu affirmed again.

"Do you know who No. 63 will compete against next?" asked the butler after taking the silver.

"Number two." Yun Shu said indifferently.

"Haha, number two is not easy to deal with." The butler smiled mysteriously and took the silver from Yunshu.

Looking at the housekeeper's strange expression, Yun Shu suddenly thought of something.

Could it be? Number Two is...