In the afternoon, Nangong Xue dragged her weak body to Wen Feng's room and said bluntly: "As long as you can help me take revenge, my life will be yours."
"What am I going to do with your life?" Wen Feng, who was writing, said calmly without raising his head.
What Wen Feng wants is not a thoughtless thug. Even if Nangong Xue is a beauty, more importantly, anyone who is not a fool can know that Nangong Xue must have deep hatred in her body, and it is an internal struggle within the Nangong family.
If it doesn't work well, it will create the illusion of interfering in the internal struggles of other families in the major families.
The most important thing is that the current Wen Feng is not strong enough. If the current Wen Feng has the strength to despise everything, he will not care about other people's opinions. Just because Nangong Xue is Wen Feng's classmate, Wen Feng will stand up for Nangong Xue.
, Protecting shortcomings is a characteristic that Wen Feng has never been able to change and has never thought about changing.
After hearing Wen Feng's words, Nangong Xue was slightly stunned and murmured: "Why do you want to come here? What do you want to do here..."
"I don't understand. I am the only descendant of Marshal Wen. I will be killed by my enemies at any time, so I need to have my own power." Wen Feng closed the book, stood up, and gave Nangong Xue a faint look.
After listening to Wen Feng's words, Nangong Xue knelt down on the ground without hesitation, stretched out two fingers of her right hand and pointed to the sky, and slowly said: "By the God of War, Nangong Xue swears here: From now on, Nangong Xue will treat Wen Feng
You must obey your orders. If you violate this oath, you will not die a good death, your soul will never be reincarnated, and your descendants will be slaves and prostitutes for generations to come."
After saying that, he bit his finger and touched his forehead.
Blood oath, the most poisonous, heaviest and most effective oath in Panlong Continent.[
"What kind of strength does the Nangong family have?" Wen Feng was very satisfied with Nangong Xue's reaction. He helped Nangong Xue up and asked seriously.
"Two first-level war emperors." Nangong Xue replied without thinking.
"Ten years, ten years from now I will let you destroy the Nangong family with your own hands. How about that?" Wen Feng said with confidence.
Nangong Xue looked at Wen Feng in confusion. She didn't know where Wen Feng's strong confidence came from. At the beginning of the War Emperor level, he was one of the top masters in Panlong Continent. It was possible for him to take revenge with his own hands.
Nangong Xue's regret naturally fell into Wen Feng's eyes. Wen Feng did not explain. He summoned the dragon blade and circulated the fighting spirit in his body. The blue light instantly filled the dragon blade. With a gentle wave, three people appeared on the table in front of him.
One word: Tianwaitian.
Putting away the dragon blade, Wen Feng said calmly: "Are you confident?"
The shock on Nangong Xue's face flashed away, and she returned to her cold expression, nodding heavily.
"In the future, we will still be classmates in front of others. Let's practice these combat skills well." After saying that, he handed the two books to Nangong Xue.
"Uncle Long, what do you think of today's competition?" Liu Dingguo, who was sitting on the dragon chair, looked at the old man in front of him and asked.
"It's very interesting that the young talents of the empire are more elegant than your Majesty's generation." The old man looked at Liu Dingguo and answered the question.
Emperor Liu Dingguo was not angry, smiled, and said: "Yes, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old high-ranking general and king of war, even the naughty little boy from my family is quite powerful. But if that child from the Wen family comes to power,
I don’t know how it will perform.”
"He didn't come on stage, but he took action." The old man said. Seeing the speed at which Wen Feng came on stage, the old man felt a lot in his heart, especially the murderous aura that should not have appeared in a young man.
"Yes, it's so fast, and it's so murderous." Emperor Liu Dingguo put down the book in his hand and thought thoughtfully. He still has lingering fears about the fighting spirit emanating from Wen Feng. This is definitely not something that can be obtained through practice.
, something that can only be accumulated by those who kill many people, but according to his own intelligence, Wen Feng has never left his small courtyard.
The old man glanced at Emperor Liu Dingguo and spoke again: "Not just that once."
"Oh, he also took action secretly, why didn't I notice it?" It's not that Liu Dingguo didn't notice it, but it was limited to his personal cultivation, so it's not certain.[
"It's not about skill, it's about mind. Your Majesty, do you still remember the competition between the little princess?" Seeing Emperor Liu Dingguo nodding, the old man continued, "Those three people stayed for a moment. I still don't know what happened.
I only saw that the three little princesses all spoke to Wen Feng before they came on stage."
"Uncle Long doesn't know what's going on?" Emperor Liu Dingguo's expression finally changed. You must know that this Uncle Long is a high-level warrior emperor. If even Uncle Long can't see where the problem lies, then he can only
It shows that Wen Feng's tricks have no loopholes and can make the opponent lose consciousness in an instant, which can be said to be invincible in the battle. Thinking of this, Emperor Liu Dingguo continued, "And the little girl holding the box should be used first.
If you defeat your opponent with drugs, the next one will most likely be a magician who is good at long-range attacks. It seems that Wen Feng has an extraordinary mind."
"Isn't this what Your Majesty wants to see? The imperial capital has been silent for too long." The old man looked at Emperor Liu Dingguo calmly and said slowly.
"Yes, the Military God Wen Family, the four major families." Emperor Liu Dingguo walked to the side, looked into the distance, and murmured to himself.
"Let Kong Jie come to the door to apologize. Please stop provoking each other for the time being. Sima Feng, go and call that person. Be careful not to let others find out." Returning to his residence, Sima Qing issued orders again and again. He was defeated today.
It was inexplicable and made him very angry.
"Boss, can this be the end of it?" Wei Changsheng, who had already woken up, asked with an angry look on his face. Today's failure can be said to have ruined his face. He asked the other party to return the favor in his own way. He became the academy's leader.
The laughing stock.
"What do you think?" Sima Qing glanced at Wei Changsheng indifferently, and the latter was so frightened that he did not dare to speak, then he showed a satisfied look on his face and continued, "The academy has too many regulations, which limits our strength.
We can only endure this tone for now. The important thing is that we don’t know Wen Feng’s strength yet.”
"We can test his strength at the Truth Platform." Nangong Lei said.
"Who should I let him go? You have seen his speed. Is there anyone in the Qingyang Gang who can make him use his full strength? We will wait until the deputy gang leader comes back." Sima Qing rejected Nangong Lei's proposal without hesitation, and saw Nangong Lei's face.
Sima Qing smiled at his dissatisfaction, "He is the only descendant of the Wen family. There are many people in the imperial capital who want him dead. Isn't there people from the four major families in the academy? It's easy for us to provide some information secretly."
It will cause him constant trouble and even death."
Liu Yidao on the side remained silent, but when he heard that Wen Feng belonged to the Wen family, his body trembled slightly and he continued to listen silently.
"Brother, you're here, Liu Yidao is waiting for you in private room No. 9." Xiaotian, who was busy, saw Wen Feng walking into the cafeteria, hurriedly walked over and whispered.
"I know." Wen Feng heard this and walked towards Private Room No. 9.
Liu Yidao didn't know what he wanted from him, but he was an upright person, but he didn't know what he wanted from him.
"You're here." Liu Yidao stood up and said as he looked at Wen Feng entering the door.
"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Wen Feng asked straight to the point without any nonsense.
"Are you really the grandson of Marshal Wen and the son of General Wen Po?" Liu Yidao asked directly.
Yes. This doesn't seem to be a secret." Wen Feng looked at this upright young man with interest.
"That's right, you will be my master from now on." Liu Yidao said something shocking. After saying this, he knelt down to Wen Feng without any hesitation, as if this was a matter of course.
"Wait a minute, what do you mean?" Seeing Liu Yidao's actions, Wen Feng was confused. Where did this go? Could it be that his character had exploded and a younger brother finally came to his door?
"My grandfather is Marshal Wen's guard commander. Grandpa said that Marshal Wen's grandson will be the master of our father and son in the future. I only know this much." Liu Yidao said with an indifferent expression. He just followed his father's orders and didn't know that Wen Feng
What is the strength of Wen Feng? The inexplicable defeat of the Qingyang Gang today even made Liu Yidao feel that Wen Feng was a sinister villain. However, limited to his father's orders, Liu Yidao could only accept...
"Then why didn't you go to Wenster City to find me before?" Wen Feng didn't believe that such a good thing would happen in the world. Even if Liu Yidao behaved like a gentleman today, who knows if this was Sima Qing's conspiracy.
"I don't know about this. Grandpa only told me this year." Liu Yidao didn't know anything about it.
"If I ask you to deal with Sima Qing now, what will you do?" Looking at Liu Yidao, Wen Feng suddenly asked.
"I can't help anyone. Sima Qing was my former boss." Liu Yidao's expression did not change at all.
"You're not bad. Take me to see your grandpa sometime." Wen Feng smiled and said he was very happy.
"You can do it at any time, but you have to be careful lately. What should I do now?" Liu Yidao reminded kindly.
"Take leave and go home. Is there any problem?" Wen Feng said and walked out.
Be careful, there are dangers and conspiracies around you all the time, but the opponent is too lazy to take action, or is afraid of the Wen family's crazy revenge, and finally takes advantage of other opponents. Thinking of this, Wen Feng has a headache, and his own strength is still too poor.
"No problem, you can leave tomorrow." Liu Yidao answered simply.
Tragedy Man, how many mysteries surround you? Why have you lived in peace for fourteen years? Why have problems continued since I arrived? One conspiracy after another? Wen Feng cursed in his heart as he walked on the road.
Shi Zhiqiang's injury was not serious. For some reason, Wei Changsheng's dagger did not pierce Shi Zhiqiang's heart. He could fully recover as long as he rested for a few days. However, Wen Feng was still surprised to see Hu Zuofei still helping in the cafeteria.
Aren’t you rich? Your strength is the most important thing now.
Hearing Wen Feng's words, Hu Zuofei also nodded gratefully. Yes, he will have to deal with the Tang family of the four major families in the future. Strength is the most important, so Hu Zuofei walked out of the cafeteria, and at the same time, Xiaotian and Xiaotian were left.
When Wen Feng arrived in Orange Class B, he was met with extreme opposition from the beautiful teacher Lin Shiya as soon as he asked for leave. Now that Wen Feng walks out of Tianxuan College, it is no different than sending himself to death.
"I know, but I have to go. This time I may be able to solve a lot of questions. It was the hidden chess set by grandpa." Wen Feng told Lin Shiya what happened today.
"Then be careful." Lin Shiyin also knew that this incident could not be stopped, so she could only remind Wen Feng to be careful.
"I see, does Auntie's fighting spirit also have attributes?" Wen Feng had never dared to practice the "Thick Soil" left by Wolf Boy's father, for fear that the attributes would be incompatible with the family's combat skills. It was only then that he had the chance to ask.
"Yes, fighting qi is also divided into five major systems. In addition, there are also rare fighting qi of the wind, thunder and dark systems." Lin Shiya is indeed a genius teacher, and she speaks clearly and eloquently.
"Do you know what kind of fighting spirit I have practiced?" Wen Feng knew that he was asking the right person, so he asked.
"I'm not sure. Every time you use it, you don't use it with all your strength. You use it again and remember not to suppress the fighting spirit in your body." Lin Shiya was also very depressed. She still doesn't know what attributes Wen Feng's fighting spirit is, let alone
What kind of cultivation level does this nephew of mine have?
"Are you sure no one will see it?" Wen Feng glanced around and asked.
"Are you sure? Why, are you afraid of others seeing your combat skills?" Lin Shiya looked at Wen Feng strangely.
Wen Feng didn't say anything, and walked directly into the martial arts training ground. He held the sword in his left hand, and then used the family's combat skills one by one. The mad sword appeared, the mad sword flew, and the mad sword fell... Seeing Man Yu, the mad sword dominates the world. Nine
After practicing the style, Wen Feng stood with his sword in hand.
"War Emperor, are you the War Emperor?" Lin Shiya asked in surprise when she saw the blue sword light, because she knew what the fifteen-year-old War Emperor meant, and she also understood why Wen Feng was afraid that others would see it.
The trees that are beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.
"It seems so. Auntie, can you tell what kind of fighting spirit it is?" Wen Feng thought to himself. Could it be that he was just surprised and forgot the reason why I used fighting spirit?
"Earth type, your combat skills seem powerful, but in fact they focus more on defense and are very demanding on the body." Lin Shiya touched her bleeding arm and said affirmatively.
"Auntie, your arm?" Wen Feng remembered that he did not attack Lin Shiya, and it was impossible for Lin Shiyin's cultivation to avoid the remaining fighting spirit.
Lin Shiya shook her head gently, indicating that she was fine, while Wen Feng let out a long breath. It was not because Lin Shiya was fine, but because of his combat skills. Fortunately, not only was he not a wood type, he was also the earth type he wanted most.
This also made Wen Feng understand why his body could not withstand the impact of fighting spirit in the first place.
"What, you seem to be very happy?" Lin Shiya looked at Wen Feng puzzled and asked.
"Of course, my best strength is speed, coupled with defense, I can live longer." Wen Feng didn't know what to say about "Thick Soil", so he had to find a reason casually.
"I feel relieved now that you are out." Lin Shiya put down her worries after knowing that Wen Feng was the War Emperor. Because she also knew that Wen Feng's vigilance and survival experience were much stronger than hers.