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For Icemen, this period is really nervous. The grand and fierce hunter competition has just ended, and they have to prepare for the competition in five days.
The competition is a unique annual arena event for Bingmen to inspire their children to practice. On that day, the ghost wives and elders will visit the scene, which is quite lively.
According to the conference regulations, this event is limited to children in the bodybuilding territory, and there are no special material rewards after the game. However, even so, most people will still participate in the Ice Gate.
You should know that in this kind of project, the ranking reward is just superficial. The key is that if the surface is protruding, you will have the opportunity to be favored by several senior executives, and your future will be self-evident.
Therefore, under this motivation, every competition of Bingmen will not be deserted, and this year is naturally no exception.
Time passed, five days were fleeting, and the competition was about to be held. The widest square in the Ice Gate was already crowded with people and the scorching sun, but the atmosphere here seemed to be even hotter than the sun.
"It's about to start, I'm looking forward to it."
"At the last competition, Hao Yun was invincible with his strength at the ninth level of the body-building realm. I wonder who is the best in this tournament."
"Qing Ling broke through to the Xuanxuan Realm and could no longer participate in the competition. Of course, it was Liu Jing."
"Well, I heard that after participating in the Beast Hunting Competition, Liu Jing also broke through to the ninth level of the body-forging realm and was in possession of a first-class celestial body. It was indeed extraordinary."
"Hehe, I'm optimistic about our young master. Although he is not very clear about his current realm, I can vaguely feel that he must be another dark horse at this conference."
"Hey, after hearing what you said, I remembered that some time ago, Young Master Gu Feng seemed to have met Liu Jing and made an appointment to fight at this conference."
"That's really exciting..."
Most of the people from the Ice Gate gathered here, with a large number of thousands, and the atmosphere was very lively. Many people even took stock of the powerful figures of this conference early.
In the VIP seat before the crowd, Gu Feng, who sat down early, heard the sounds coming from behind him, but it was quite a headache.
During these five days, the boy had never been lazy. He practiced in the back mountain during the day, and studied the magical true finger at night. Even Qing Ling had not seen him for a few times.
Fortunately, Gu Feng's efforts brought corresponding results. Although the magical true finger was mysterious, it was still given him a preliminary grasp.
However, when I remembered that Liu Jing might have to face, the young man was still a little confused. Although the woman was not as evil as Qing Ling, she was also possessed first-class celestial body and had a ninth level of body-building. It can be said that even if she was better than Lei Ming, she would not be weaker than him.
Of course, Gu Feng is not afraid of being in a bad state. After all, his strength has reached the seventh level of the body-building realm. Because of the Xuan Jue of the Kung Fu, the mysterious power is long and steady. Facing Liu Jing, he is not without the power to fight.
"Brother Feng, someone is watching you over there."
Just as Gu Feng was thinking about it, the beautiful sound of Qingling's mountain spring flowing suddenly rang in his ears.
"oh?"
He came to his senses, looked at the graceful figure sitting beside him, and then turned along the girl's gaze. Only then did he realize that the one who looked at him was Liu Jing, who was also sitting in the VIP seat not far away.
"I hope you can stick to meeting me."
After looking at each other for a while, a sneer suddenly appeared on Liu Jing's cold face. She saw her red lips move slightly, although silent, but she still understood her lips for Gu Feng.
Provocation is definitely provocation. How could Gu Feng ignore his grand seven-foot man? So he fought back...
"If I can satisfy your hopes, how about you be my little wife?"
Her lips moved, and when Liu Jing recognized Gu Feng's meaning, her pretty face couldn't help but turn red. She snorted coldly, then turned her head and ignored her. She found that for people like Gu Feng, she could only use absolute strength to defeat the violence.
Seeing this, Gu Feng raised a strange curve on his lips, looking disapproving. He is an 18-year-old girl. Has he not been in a relationship yet? Failure, failure in failure.
"Rogue, what are you thinking about if you are worse than pigs and dogs?"
Suddenly, a rude voice sounded. Gu Feng was slightly stunned and turned his head, but found that there was an extra charming girl sitting beside him.
Every word he spoke was like a needle tip. Who else could there be besides Liu Chen? It’s just that the girl’s aura was obviously several times stronger than in the previous few days. I think that after the beast hunting competition, she also broke through to the Xuan Jing.
"Yes, I'm thinking, the moon is dark and the wind is high, you and I..."
He was stunned for a moment, and nothing unexpected happened. Gu Feng's face habitually showed a touch of flattery, and his eyes boldly glanced at Liu Chen's plump chest, without notice at all. Qing Ling on the other side was already covered in frost.
Because of the friendly relationship, in recent years, people from Fengyun Pavilion have visited some important activities in the Bingmen, and Liu Chen will appear, but Gu Feng is not surprised.
But after hearing Gu Feng's words, Liu Chen immediately regretted that he and Liu Xie came, and even more regretted that he was sitting here stupidly. However, in order to reduce the blow in the future, she still rationally chose to ignore it.
Seeing this, Gu Feng shrugged helplessly and thought, "You call me a hooligan, I'm not a hooligan, I'm sorry for your expectations of me..."