The other warriors I met along the way saw this and quickly retreated away.

But everyone is practicing martial arts, and no one has a temper.

I happened to meet a few young warriors. They were bumped by the big man, and they immediately started arguing.

At this time, the big man ignored the people at his feet and continued walking inside as if he hadn't heard anything.

Those young warriors are all of average build.

In front of the big man, he was pushed and fell like a child.

"You're fucking deaf and you're still pretending to be stupid! Stop right there!"

The leader, a young warrior, scolded and rushed towards the big man.

I was just about to kick him from behind.

It turns out that the big man seems to have eyes in the back of his head.

With the other free hand, he brushed back.

He directly grabbed the leg kicked by the young warrior, and then flicked it, like a toy, and flew ten meters away.

Then move on as if nothing happened.

From beginning to end, I didn't even look back.

"Damn it...you are so cruel, just wait for me if you have the guts!!"

The young warrior was disgraced after the fall. Seeing that he was no match for him, he said a few harsh words and left.

As for whether people will be shaken to regain the situation afterwards, who knows.

But at this moment, those who witnessed what happened were present.

They all fixed their eyes on this big man, full of curiosity.

"Brother Feng, Master Wu, what is this guy's background? He looks so powerful!"

Wang Bin couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

Ye Feng shook his head, he had not been in Jiangcheng these years.

I don’t know as many people as Wang Bin.

Wu Maorong thought for a moment and said, "This man looks a bit like a wandering monk."

"What is a wandering monk?"

Ye Feng frowned and asked.

This was the first time he heard this statement.

"Wandering monks originally referred to some ascetic monks who traveled around and lived in no fixed place. However, there are fewer and fewer ascetics who can truly fulfill the various precepts required by Buddhism. Instead, there are more types who call themselves monks but do not pay attention to Buddhism.

A person of discipline.”

"But because he has been wandering around all year round and rarely interacts with other people except for daily necessities, his personality is generally withdrawn, eccentric, and even cruel."

"It's so unpredictable that it can't be measured by ordinary people."

Wu Maorong explained patiently.

Wang Bin nodded as if he understood: "No wonder, this man is like a piece of wood. He doesn't care if he bumps into others, he just keeps moving forward."

Wu Maorong laughed: "Hahaha, try not to provoke this kind of wandering monk."

"Then we can't just let him go crazy, right? That means he didn't hit us, otherwise Brother Feng would teach him how to be a good person in a minute!"

Wang Bin said nonchalantly.

"No nonsense."

Ye Feng scolded.

"Although this wandering monk got into trouble, if you look closely, you can see that every step he takes, he actually tries to give way to the people around him."

"Instead of deliberately going on a rampage."

"Even when the young warrior got angry and attacked from behind."

"It's just to throw the opponent out, not to hit hard."

"Otherwise, given the opponent's strength, it won't be as simple as a fall."

Wang Bin suddenly realized: "So that's it, then how strong is he?"

Wu Maorong explained: "It's hard to say. As far as I know, the wandering monk's strength is reflected in the form of scars."

"From least to most, they are one, two, three, six, nine, and twelve."

"The more scars you have, the stronger you are."

"But look, that big man just now had nine ring scars on his head. His strength should not be underestimated."

Ye Feng frowned slightly.

Asked: "Master Wu, since he is a wandering monk, why can he sign up for the martial arts competition in Jiangcheng?"

"This is very simple. Although the Martial Arts Competition is divided into various competition areas, there are no geographical restrictions on the participating warriors."

Wu Maorong continued:

"Any warrior, no matter where he is, can choose to participate nearby."

"But this also creates some vulnerabilities."

"For example, in our Jiangcheng competition area, in recent years, relatively speaking, the strength of the warriors has not been very strong. Every time the warriors who reach the top ten go to the Jinzhou semi-finals, they are at the bottom."

"Jiangcheng Division is also known as a barren land for martial arts."

"In this case, the chance of entering the top ten in the Jiangcheng Division will be higher and easier than in other divisions."

"Some powerful warriors who don't want to spend too much money in the early stage want to find a competition area like this. Even some warriors with average strength have no chance of being among the top 100 in other competition areas, but in the Jiangcheng competition area, they might be able to advance.

50."

"So this wandering monk might think so too."

After listening to Wu Maorong’s words,

Both Ye Feng and Wang Bin immediately understood the mystery.

"This fake monk, despite looking like a fool, is actually quite smart."

Wang Bin said with a smile.

"Stop meddling in other people's affairs. Since the rules allow it, there is no problem."

Ye Feng took another look at the wandering monk, who had already crowded to the registration desk to fill out the form.

Just as the other party turned around, his eyes met Ye Feng from a distance for a moment.

At this moment, both of them hesitated for a moment.

From those seemingly dull eyes, Ye Feng seemed to see a crumbling mountain and a blazing fire.

But it dissipated quickly.

The big man's expression didn't change at all, and he continued to walk farther and farther in the same way he came before, like a moving hill.

Ye Feng frowned and said in a deep voice: "Wang Bin, go back and tell everyone about this person. If you meet him in a martial arts competition, just admit defeat."

"What's wrong? Why?"

Wang Bin was puzzled.

He could see that this wandering monk was very capable.

But at least you have to give it a try, even if you lose there will be nothing to say.

Especially Zhang Qilong, he is considered a good player in Jiangcheng!

Ye Feng said coldly: "Don't ask so many questions, just do as I say."

"oh…"

Wang Bin nodded helplessly.

…

Ye Feng returned to the apartment in the evening.

The lights were on in Chu Lingshuang's room.

Ye Feng thought about the baseless things Wang Bin said during the day.

I just wanted to find Chu Lingshuang to explain.

As soon as I got to the door, I knocked on the door.

Click~!

The lights in the room were turned off.
To be continued...