On the other hand, I don’t know what Han Qianqian did.
Chu Lingshuang was holding Han Qianqian's arm with one hand. The two of them covered their mouths and joked, while looking at Ye Feng from time to time.
This scene made Ye Feng feel a little nervous.
Han Qianqian is far more intelligent than her peers, and she will never give up until she achieves her goal. She is also "those who have ideas" about herself. Such a situation may not be a good thing.
Everyone in the Medicine King Sect also saw some signs.
Even Sun Hao, who has always been honest, lie down in Ye Feng's ear and whispered to Ye Feng, saying that the man chasing a woman across the mountain, and the woman chasing a man across the layer of gauze. The life in the future will probably be very exciting and the fortune will be very bright.
"Stop talking sarcastic words here. Women will only affect my speed of drawing my sword. Let's take one step at a time."
Ye Feng said so.
The more we chatted together, the more we got along. By the time the breakup was over, it was already evening.
Since there will be a competition tomorrow, everyone from the Yaowang Sect did not return to the Yaowang Sect but stayed near the Wushu Association.
Ye Feng, Zheng Lei and Zheng Jun returned to the room arranged by the Jinling Martial Arts Association for the Jinzhou Martial Arts Association for temporary residence.
As for the few team members who have lost today, they have left Jinling at this time.
After all, everyone’s relationship was not that familiar, and they were able to get together just because they were both players in the Golden State Division.
Moreover, I was the first to be thrown off the ring. Even if the Martial Alliance wants to promote talents in an extraordinary way, I will not select them from me and others.
That night, before going to bed.
Ye Feng lay on the bed, carefully recalling what happened during the day today.
He was so familiar with Guan Xiaoshan's aura, but where had he seen it? Ye Feng racked his brains and didn't think of it.
At 8 o'clock the next morning, everyone arrived at the Jinling Martial Arts Association Hall on time.
After Ye Feng's treatment and overnight recuperation, Zheng Lei and Zheng Jun have almost recovered.
Yesterday, the venue was crowded under the ring, but after half of the people were missing today, it suddenly became much easier.
When Ye Feng sat in his seat, he happened to meet the gaze that Xu Yang cast.
The two looked at each other and smiled and nodded to each other.
Ye Feng was also a little confused about Xu Yang.
In his impression, the two had never met before, and they were in a competitor. Logically, Xu Yang should not be so kind to him.
But it doesn't seem to be fake when he acts kindly towards himself.
But if you can't figure it out, you won't think about it. This is Ye Feng's usual style.
After all, no matter how good it is to hide, it will always be revealed once you have ulterior motives.
With a nice tap sound, the beautiful host came on stage again yesterday.
But today I changed my outfit.
Wearing a red hip-covered skirt, her black hair naturally hangs on her shoulders.
This time Ye Feng learned his lesson and never dared to see it again.
However, Zheng Lei and Zheng Jun did not have this awareness at all. They couldn't help but look at it themselves, and they were still pressing against Ye Feng with their hands.
"Brother Feng, look, I feel that this host's dress today is even better than yesterday!"
"Brother Feng, look, your thighs are so white. If I can marry this wife, I will die."
The two of them didn't see Ye Feng's unnaturalness at all.
But no matter what the two of them said, Ye Feng just glanced at the audience.
When he thought of Chu Lingshuang's soul-chasing death-taking yesterday, Ye Feng's soft flesh on his waist still felt a little painful.
Not long after, Guan Xiaoshan came to the stage again.
Ye Feng was finally able to look back.
"After yesterday's fierce competition, all those who can stay here today are elites among the elites. However, I don't want any unfair ways to play today's competition."
Speaking of this, Guan Xiaoshan glanced at Ye Feng below the stage.
"The second round of the game begins, and we will return to the normal competition system and have a one-on-one ring match."
"First of all, in the match between 100 and 50, after the match, there will be 50 to 25, and so on."
"If the number of selected people is odd, then one person will be bye."
"But unlike in the past, from now on and until the finals, you won't have time to rest and adjust."
"This means that you not only have the strength to defeat your opponent, but also have to reasonably allocate your physical fitness. Only in this way can you advance to the final."
"And, even if you lose, don't be discouraged. Because from now on, each of you will see your performance in my eyes. The selection of talents from the Wu League is not only about strength, but also potential. Even if you lose, as long as you have potential, you still have the chance to enter the Wu League."
Hearing this, all the contestants present whispered and talked.
Some people think that the Wumeng move is really to select talents.
Some people do not understand and think that the person who gets the benefits in the end is not necessarily the winner, which is very unreasonable.
However, Guan Xiaoshan had no intention of paying attention to everyone's reaction. After handing the microphone back to the female host, he walked to the rostrum and sat down.
Next is the highly anticipated lottery session.
It can be said that whether you can advance to the end is not only strength, but also luck.
To some extent, luck is even more important than strength.
After the number box was brought up, everyone rushed to the stage and wanted to draw the number first.
After all, the selectiveness of drawing first is more likely to avoid encountering perverted guys like Xu Yang.
Even Zheng Lei and Zheng Jun are no exception.
The two of them entered the second round because of Ye Feng, but in the next game, they had to rely on themselves.
Therefore, they also hope to draw a slightly weaker opponent.
There were only two people sitting in place without moving, one was Ye Feng and the other was Xu Yang.
As the two strongest people on the scene, they don’t need to rush to draw lots to avoid their opponents.
On the contrary, the others have to hide from these two people.
Zheng Lei also drew his own number at this time.
"No. 45, I'm No. 45."
As he said that, Zheng Lei began to look for someone who also held Number 45.
At this moment, a captain who was knocked off the stage by Ye Feng yesterday. Taking advantage of the inattention of others, he snatched the ball from a person next to him and handed him his ball.
Then he walked to Zheng Lei, "I am No. 45!"
Zheng Lei felt a slump when he saw that his opponent was actually him.
I wish I could put the ball in my hand back into the number box and draw it again.
But regretting at this time is useless, so I can only follow the captain to register the information at the recorder office.
Zheng Jun's luck is slightly better than Zheng Lei. He drew a player who looked a little thin and not very strong in glasses.
Finally, everyone finished smoking, leaving only Xu Yang and Ye Feng.
The two of them stood up at the same time and walked to the front of the stage.
Xu Yang even politely gave Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was not polite either and took one from the only two balls in the number box.
I saw that the number ball said, No. 14.
Just as Ye Feng was looking for his opponent, a tall and strong bald head walked out of the team with a grim smile on his face.