As soon as Qin Feng's voice was shouted, he immediately became the focus of everyone's attention.
Everyone knows that he was the first to discover the Lotus Terrace, and he had done several things that shocked the world of cultivation before, including the defeat of Dong Qiankun's Xiaoyao Sect, and he has almost become a legendary figure.
It's just that most people don't know his level, so many people think he is just trying to please others.
How can a boy who looks like a rotten boy compete with the top ten masters? What kind of capital do you have?
Of course, people who know his level will not think so. Being able to enter the Void Stage at a young age is already the most impossible thing. Maybe he will become the dark horse of this Immortal Conference.
Then people signed up one after another, and finally settled on the number of twenty-two.
Among those who signed up were Lin Fenglei and the leader of the White Crane Clan. They were at the bottom of the group. I really didn’t understand what gave them the confidence to sign up. Young Master Qin also found this very strange.
"Weiwei, has Lin Fenglei been kicked in the head?" He deliberately said in a voice that others could hear: "Even if he could kill Lin Jiahao with one strike, his opponent now is the master of various sects. Do you have any chance of winning?"
Lin Fenglei was sitting not far away, and he heard clearly.
An old face full of wrinkles began to tremble, and his two hands were tightly clasped together. If he wasn't worried about face, he would definitely rush up and argue with him.
Regarding the fact that Qin Feng was already a master in the void stage, he found out through the grapevine that he could not defeat even his granddaughter Lin Caiwei, let alone Qin Feng as his opponent.
The reason why I signed up is just to announce to everyone: I, Lin, am back in charge of the Lin family.
The leader of the White Crane Sect also expressed his helplessness. He signed up because he wanted to announce to everyone that the previous changes could not defeat the White Crane Sect and let everyone see the new look of the White Crane Sect.
In other words, these two people have to sign up even if they don’t sign up.
Soon, the three-person organizing committee determined the groupings for the first competition. In order to prevent the masters from fighting at the beginning, they deliberately arranged the first place against the 12th place and the second place against the twelfth place according to the ranking. Thirteen, and so on.
Qin Feng's opponent happened to be the leader of the White Crane Clan, and this group was lucky enough to be the first group to fight.
The leader of the White Crane Sect felt aggrieved. What he originally thought was that if his opponent was too strong, he would just admit defeat. If he was lucky enough to be assigned to someone of a similar level to himself, he might as well fight. If he could win, then he would at least admit defeat. Very face-saving.
But how could he have imagined that his opponent was not only a master in the Nirvana Stage, but also Qin Feng.
I have to say that the Baihe Clan's results today are directly related to Qin Feng. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are enemies with him.
The difficulty now is to fight, as he is definitely no match; it would be too embarrassing not to fight.
Moreover, I was assigned to the first show. Wouldn’t it be a disgrace to admit defeat before I even got on stage? If I had known this was the case, I shouldn’t have signed up. I really regret it.
As soon as the host finished speaking, Mr. Qin jumped up to the high platform and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoists, Qin Feng is so lucky to have qualified for the first battle. I am a newcomer, so I hope you will Seniors and colleagues, please give me your support."
These words were said in an extremely humble manner, and the next step is up to the leader of the White Crane Sect.
He bravely stepped onto the high platform. In front of the real master, he had no idea of crossing over or flying over. It was better to walk over, which would appear more low-key.
As soon as he stepped onto the high platform, before he could say anything, Qin Feng immediately handed over his hand: "Master Baihe Clan, please give me your advice, let's get started."
The face of the leader of the White Crane Clan turned green. He felt that Qin Feng would definitely take advantage of this good opportunity to exact revenge on him. It was really sad that he would not say anything about being beaten, but would have to generously thank the other party for showing mercy.
He quickly raised his hand and said, "Master Qin, I know that I am no match for you, so I'd better not compete."
"How can that be done? This is our first game, and we have to set a good example for the next players. Besides, how can we determine the outcome without competition? It's not justified." His eyes widened. If you don't fight me, I will fight with you.
"I'll admit defeat. That's alright. The winner is you, Master Qin." The leader of the White Crane Sect said quickly. It's very embarrassing to be defeated. It's also embarrassing to admit defeat proactively, but it's better than being beaten first. No more embarrassing.
Young Master Qin narrowed his eyes: "That's okay, organizer, is that okay? I'd like to have a fight, otherwise some people will say I'm taking advantage of the loophole."
The leader of the White Crane Sect quickly looked at Dong Qiankun and said: "Master Dong, I am really no match for Master Qin. Why bother to fight like this? Please give me a word."
Dong Qiankun saw that he valued his position as the organizer so much, and said with a smile: "Master Qin, since your opponent has admitted defeat, there is no need to fight. I will judge you to win this round. What do you think?"
Most of the people below were booing for a fight, and they wouldn't be the ones to get beaten anyway. In the stands, a group of people nodded in agreement with Dong Qiankun's proposal.
Because they clearly know that the opponent assigned to them has probably adopted this method. If they don't agree, they will inevitably waste time in a fight.
Just like that, amid the boos of the crowd, the leader of the White Crane Sect stepped down dejectedly, while Qin Feng smiled and clasped his fists with everyone, looking like a winner.
He jumped off the stage with a smile and said to the two women: "How about it, I have won a game. Shouldn't you show some appreciation or encourage me?"
Before the two women opened their mouths, Ling'er took the lead and said: "What's the encouragement? It's not that you really won the fight, but that the other party took the initiative to admit defeat. You are so thick-skinned, you bad guy."
Mr. Qin looked embarrassed. It was too much to think that he would be scolded by a little girl who didn't grow up.
The leader of the psychic sect glared at his apprentice, but he had no time to say anything because the next game was his exhibition match.
His opponent happened to be Lin Fenglei.
Lin Fenglei walked up to the stage in a graceful manner, bowed directly to the leader of the Channeling Sect, and said: "I am no match for you. Why don't you just admit defeat like the leader of the White Crane Sect? Fellow Taoist, please don't be angry."
"Brother Taoist, you're welcome." The leader of the psychic sect returned the courtesy.
Just like that, Lin Fenglei left the high platform with a graceful movement.
"Yeah, master won, master is the best." The little junior sister started shouting from the first time.
Mr. Qin couldn't help but retorted: "Shout out to Mao. It's someone who took the initiative to admit defeat. It's not like your master actually won. Why are you so excited?"
"I want you to take care of it," the junior sister said angrily.
On the stage, the leader of the psychic sect made a big blush, as if he was the one who was defeated.