"Wushuangfeng is really not ashamed, two ancestors and nine, and they come to participate in the Talents Contest?"
"Haha, if these two boys can be regarded as young talents, I am afraid that our miscellaneous disciples can be called genius."
"It seems that there is really no need for Wushuangfeng. These two people may be absolutely leading at their peaks."
"Well, you see, those two junk colors have gone to the main venue? What do they want to do? Do you want to enter the main venue of the contest?"
"You have to have a invitation to go in, haha, it's just a humiliation ..."
"..."
A "bombardment" on the square is like watching Western mirrors. Many young warriors are towards the main venue, and the entrance of a tall building is close.
"Enter the main venue, please show your invitation."
Outside the building door, seven or eight young warriors were divided into two rows, and Xiong Xiong stood.
These martial arts are full of amazing breath. Above the top of the head, a masculine blood fluctuates, showing a strong strength.
No one dares to make trouble here.
Those who are qualified to enter inside have taken out a red invitation, which says their names, and they are sent by the forces alliance to verify one by one, meticulous.
"Two stops, there are the main venues of the Caijun competition, there are no invitations, and you must not enter."
Ye Feng and Pang Lin hadn't reached the door, and a young warrior stepped forward to stop them.
"Brother, Ye Feng around me is the second master of this newcomer points, and the star list ranks the second master. Since it is the" Talent Contest ", Ye Feng is naturally enough to enter, what else do you want?" Pang Lin rose up
Humming his face, arguing against the young warrior.
"Sorry, there are orders on it. Only warriors holding invitations can enter. I only look at the invitations, don't look at other."
"If there is no invitation, you can only wait for the results in the square."
The young warrior was unmoved, and his face looked cold with a public public.
"Brother ..."
Just as Pang Lin was struggling according to reason, there was a sudden laughter behind him.
"Haha ... the newcomer points are amazing? The star list is amazing? Didn't you rely on eating a Tyrannosaurus Dan's consumption potential in exchange? After using Tyrannosaurus Dan, don't think about improving the realm within ten years.
Our youthful talents are like him, and Zongmen is about to finish. "
"That's right, with the help of the drug, but he was deliberately thinking about becoming the young talent of his ancestor? Unfortunately, Brother Bai Xu's eyes noticed, and he didn't send him an invitation at all, but the boy actually came to participate in the shame. It was so shameless.
"
"These shameless people, the poor garbage, I really don't know why he was confused by him ..."
Ye Feng smiled indifferently and looked along the voice. I saw two young warriors about 18 or nine years old who sang and said, and then stared at himself proudly.
The two were wearing Ling Yunfeng's clothing, and their faces were obviously disdainful. It seemed to see Ye Feng here, making them both shameless.
The surrounding warriors saw the appearance of the two, and there was an exclamation sound immediately.
"It is the ninth Ma Peng of the Star List, and Wu Fan in the 17th."
"They are the disciples of the main peak. They have always been good at Wang Xiao. They must be dissatisfied with Wang Xiao's abolition of Ye Feng. Maybe they want to avenge Wang Xiao?"
Ye Feng looked at the two in front of him, frowned, and did not want to see it with them.
What they said made Ye Feng feel very funny.
Taking Tyrannosaurus Dan, cannot be promoted within ten years?
But Wang Xiao was abolished outside Wanjiao Tower at the beginning, and completely proved that he did not take these temporary improved tiger and wolf medicines.
Floor, ranked second in the star list.
Now a star list ninth, a star list seventeen, two people are arrogant in front of themselves, and they look down on themselves. They are really ridiculous.
Unfortunately, Ye Feng's silence was weak by Ma Peng and Wu Fan.
Ma Peng looked at Ye Feng with disdain, and then glanced at Pang Lin with scornly, saying, "It seems that the two garbage seems to have not even joined a league? Roll, this talent contest, there is no unparalleled at all, you will not be unparalleled at all.
The seat of the peak. "
Wu Fan also sent a disdainful laugh at Yangtian: "Haha, think about it, make people laugh, Wushuangfeng is garbage, and the disciples who come out are also garbage. Compared with us Ling Yunfeng, that's not worthy of raising shoes."
"Don't hurry up, here to obstruct your hands, shameful eyes ..."
The more they said, the more vigorously, and even many warriors next to them coaxed.
Perhaps ridiculed Ye Feng himself. He could tolerate it, but ridiculed Wushuang Peak, but made Ye Feng a trace of anger in his heart.
He asked the young guard: "You just said that you have to enter the main venue, you have to have invitations, and you only look at the invitation, don't look at other?"
The young guard nodded and nodded: "If you have an invitation, you can enter. If there is no invitation, don't make trouble here."
"good!"
Ye Feng spit out a word and turned to Ma Peng. Wu Fan said: "We are going in, now, give me your invitation."
"What?"
"Haha ... this kid is crazy, dare to talk to our brother like this."
"Master Wu, it seems that his bones are itchy, so you can loosen his bones for him." Ma Peng drank.
Wu Fan smiled proudly and said faintly: "No problem, deal with this kind of goods, as long as I use a punch at most, let him kneel down and hoe."
After speaking, he drank coldly, slowly punching towards Ye Feng.
This punch was hit, and the wind was around, and the surroundings were bound by a huge force. It was as if the whole person was caught in an endless quagmire.
Wu Fan laughed deliberately: "Little garbage, if you kneel now, I can also spare you a small life, but if you dare to say a word, this fist will go down, my Yuanli will be like a mountain.
Next, press you directly into a beacon. "
"My punch power, generally the virtual realm masters are difficult to bear. As for you, Wushuangfeng has a garbage, congenital nine small side cuisine, it must not die anymore."
"Haha, no words."
Ye Fenglang laughed: "Can you blow less cow comparison."
"You Ling Yunfeng, do your best to like bragging."
In the strenuous wind, Ye Feng just shook his head gently, and hit a punch very casually.
This punch is also inconspicuous, but after Ye Feng's punch, Wu Fan's face changed immediately.
The majestic air he sent was torn by Ye Feng's fist, and then Ye Feng stepped forward, and easily appeared in front of Wu Fan ...