The students had the same style of black training uniforms, with a respectful expression and neat movement, holding the red carpet in their hands, and laying it to Ling Feiyu's feet.

Ling Feiyu and Cheng Feng and others behind him stopped talking, turned to look inside the door.

Surrounded by seven or eight coaches and core students, Yan Lingtian walked quickly towards Ling Feiyu on the red carpet.

Even though he was seven or eight meters away, he smiled and said with his fists: "I didn't expect Brother Ling to come here. It's really a bright future for the customs hall. Those two guys with no eyes have been taught a lesson by me. If they offend them, please don't be surprised!"

Yan Lingtian was obviously more than 20 years older than Ling Feiyu. When Ling Feiyu's father was enough, he took the initiative to call him "brother", which surprised the students around him.

"Interesting, this Yan Lingtian is a character."

A strange light flashed in Ling Feiyu's eyes: "Do you plan to support yourself in the name of Wuji Sect with such a big fanfare? It seems that he has not been doing well during this period."

"Senior Brother, this person has ulterior motives." Xu Chun took a step forward at the right time, leaned into Ling Feiyu's ear and whispered.

"It's okay, he just wants to pull the banner of Wuji Sect and make the tiger skin of the Tianji Martial Arts Hall."

Ling Feiyu waved his hand carelessly: "Anyway, we have something to ask for him, so just use each other. To win over a master at the peak of Huajin, it will also be beneficial to the Wuji Sect."

Seeing that Ling Feiyu had a clear idea, Xu Chun stopped talking and nodded and retreated.

While speaking, Yan Lingtian had already come to them.

Even after so long, Yan Lingtian's internal injuries caused by Lin Chong have not fully recovered. Although his face was rosy and his voice was loud, Ling Feiyu still saw a hint of stagnation and slowness from his actions.

"Owner Yan, take the opportunity to come to the door, please forgive me."

Ling Feiyu raised his hands and bowed, his etiquette, words and deeds were impeccable, but he seemed extremely confident and calm, showing the outstanding demeanor of the true teachings of the hidden sect.

Yan Lingtian had a stronger smile on his face, and he greeted Cheng Feng, Xu Zhen and Xu Chun again, and then said in a affectionate tone: "Brother Ling, there are many people here, not the place to talk. How about we go in?"

Ling Feiyu nodded: "I'm just about to bother me."

Yan Lingtian's heart fell to the ground, and he reached out to inspire: "Please."

The group walked along the red carpet into the Tianji Martial Arts Hall. Ling Feiyu walked in the front without hesitation. Yan Lingtian walked side by side with him, Cheng Feng, Xu Zhen, and Xu Chun were slightly behind.

As for the coaches and core students of Tianji Martial Arts School, they are not qualified to go with them at all.

The strong are respected in the martial arts world. Although the coaches and students of the Tianji Martial Arts Club are quite outstanding, they are far inferior to Ling Feiyu and others.

This is the gap between the hidden sect and ordinary martial arts schools, and it has nothing to do with the level of personal efforts.

The students of Tianji Martial Arts Hall have already received news that there were distinguished guests visiting today, so they all stood on both sides of the red carpet, pointing at Ling Feiyu and whispering.

A female student said with a stupid face: "Wow, so handsome!"

"It's not only handsome, but also very identity. The owner of the museum actually greeted him personally. Who are they? "

Another female student also had her eyes lit up, but she could barely remain sane.

"The four of them are true disciples of Wuji Sect."

A male student next to him lowered his voice and said, "The one walking in front is Ling Feiyu, the peerless monster on the list of geniuses."

"What?"

The students around them took a breath of air conditioning.

"Wuji Gate?"

"The first true story?"

"Tianjiao List?"

They looked at each other and were frightened by Ling Feiyu's background.

There are many sects in the Yanhuang martial arts world, and countless martial arts halls, but there are only ten hidden sects, standing at the top of the entire martial arts world and a holy place that all warriors yearn for.

These ten hidden sects are: Zhenwu Gate, Baigui Gate, Ruyi Gate, Wuji Gate, Tianlong Sect, Yaori Sect, Guanghan Sect, Baolin Sect, Donghua Sect, and Yinyang Sect.

Among them, Zhenwu Sect has the strongest strength and the lowest style. It is headquartered in the capital. It is rumored that the leader of the martial arts alliance is from Zhenwu Sect.

The strength of the Tianlong Sect, Wuji Sect and Yaori Sect is slightly inferior to that of the Zhenwu Sect. Its ranking is not bad, and it is better than the other six hidden sects.

The Yanhuang Republic has a vast territory and vast land. It spans from east to west, from south to north, and has tens of thousands of miles in length. There are ten hidden sects everywhere, and there are rarely intersections in normal times.

The eastern province is undoubtedly the territory of Wuji Gate. Compared with a giant like Wuji Gate, Tianji Martial Arts Hall is at a disadvantage in all directions and has no comparison.

In addition to being shocked, the students speculated about Ling Feiyu's purpose.

But what they know is limited, and even if the random guesses are wide, they are far from the truth.

On the other side.

Yan Lingtian led Ling Feiyu and others into the living room of the martial arts hall, and sat down with guests and hosts. After a few more greetings, he took the initiative to ask about his purpose: "Brother Ling, I wonder why you are coming to me?"

“My purpose is actually very simple.”

Ling Feiyu said straight to the point: "Owner Yan, I heard that you have fought with Lin Chong?"

When Yan Lingtian heard Ling Feiyu mention Lin Chong, his face suddenly became unfavorable and said with a wry smile: "Yes, his skills are not as good as others, and he loses a lot. Now it has become a joke in the eyes of others."

Ling Feiyu continued to ask, "Can you tell me in detail about the process of fighting him?"

Yan Lingtian's dark eyebrows frowned slightly, then stretched out, and looked at Ling Feiyu deeply: "Could it be that Brother Ling is also interested in him?"

"In two days, I will compete with Lin Chong."

Ling Feiyu did not hide it because he wanted to use Yan Lingtian's mouth to spread the news: "Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle, so I want to ask the owner of Yan Pavilion, how Lin Chong's martial arts are like."

Yan Lingtian's eyes lit up suddenly.

Losing to Lin Chong in a fair showdown has become a heart-wrenching problem for Yan Lingtian. Although he has no face to seek revenge on Lin Chong, it will not affect his resentment towards Lin Chong.

If it could use Ling Feiyu's hand to severely slapped Lin Chong's majesty, then that would be great.

Yan Lingtian's thoughts were turned and he made a decision in an instant. He got up and paced back and forth, recalling the process of fighting with Lin Chong. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "His martial arts is very strong, very strong!"

This is actually a nonsense. If Lin Chong is not strong, how could he defeat him?

Ling Feiyu asked quietly, "Where is the strength?"

"One is the body, two is experience, and three is will."

Yan Lingtian's tone was full of bitterness: "He is the strongest and most determined person I have seen in my life, and he has extremely rich combat experience. Therefore, even if my level is higher than him, I still lost in the end." Please follow the WeChat account for reading the latest chapter: rdww444
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