The first thousand three hundred and nineteen chapters show their power
"Little friend Chu Feng, come to my Iron Bamboo Forest. The Iron Bamboo Forest is more suitable for you."
"Little friend Chu Feng, come to my Bronze Bamboo Forest. You will only lose your talents in a place like the Waste Bamboo Forest."
"Little friend Chu Feng, you'd better come to my Silver Bamboo Forest. Don't consider places like Copper Bamboo Forest and Iron Bamboo Forest. After all, they are only the Lower Three Forests. How can they be worthy of a talent like yours?"
"Shut up, all of you. You are worthy of inviting little friend Chu Feng. I don't care what kind of people you are. Can you tolerate a genius like little friend Chu Feng?"
"Little friend Chu Feng, don't pay attention to those old bastards. They are so old and confused that they can't understand the situation at all. They don't understand that they don't have the qualifications."
"It's better to come to my Golden Bamboo Forest. As long as you come to my Golden Bamboo Forest, I will immediately ask the master to make you the first disciple of my Golden Bamboo Forest. You will enjoy countless resources and various benefits."
At this moment, the Lin elders who came with strong hostility were all trying to persuade Chu Feng.
After seeing Chu Feng's amazing talent that was unparalleled in the world, they all put aside their prejudices and wanted Chu Feng to join them.
Even in order to compete for Chu Feng, they had already become very jealous with each other and were about to start a fight.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I, Chu Feng, just want to be a quiet nominal disciple in the Waste Bamboo Forest."
But unfortunately, no matter what conditions they put forward, Chu Feng smiled indifferently and ruthlessly refused.
"Little friend Chu Feng, let me give you a word. As a human being, you must know what is good and what is good. You must not skip a toast or eat a fine wine, which will cut off your own future." After being rejected by Chu Feng, the conceited elder Jin Zhulin said viciously.
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"Elder, I also want to give you a message. If I drink a toast, who will be toasted? I will never drink as a penalty. As for cutting off my future, haha... you are worthy of it?" Chu Feng said disdainfully.
"You..., okay, okay, okay, I have never seen a disciple as arrogant as you. Let's ride on a donkey and read the songbook. We'll see." The elder waved his sleeves and became angry.
Leave.
"I'm waiting for you." Chu Feng responded loudly, absolutely mercilessly.
Although the old man is the elder of Jinzhulin, he is only an eighth-grade Martial King, and his combat power is ordinary. With his cultivation level, in front of Chu Feng, he is just a scumbag, and he is not qualified to threaten Chu Feng at all.
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"This Chu Feng is so awesome. He even dares to send away the elders of Jinzhulin like this."
"Where does this guy come from? If he dares to ignore the elders like this, he must have a lot of background."
At this moment, there were quite a few people gathered in the abandoned bamboo forest, and everyone was staring at Chu Feng's every move.
After seeing Chu Feng make one move after another that made them dumbfounded and dumbfounded, the disciples in Fallen Leaf Bamboo Forest had turned from their initial hatred towards Chu Feng into their deep admiration.
At this moment, they have forgotten how Chu Feng defeated their fellow disciples. They only know that Chu Feng is very powerful, a rare genius, and the pride of his peers.
Especially when I think about Chu Feng being so bold and fearless, what kind of terrifying background might he have behind him.
Therefore, they not only worship Chu Feng, but many of them are also planning in their hearts how to get close to Chu Feng and have a good relationship with Chu Feng.
"Who is Chu Feng?" But at this moment, a thunderous shout suddenly came from the south of the abandoned bamboo forest.
When I think of this sound, even the distant void trembles, the bamboo leaves flutter, and the birds and animals are frightened.
And the shouts were accompanied by a dense crowd of figures. When I looked closely, I saw more than a thousand martial king-level masters coming from the air with fierce momentum.
Among them, the weakest are all third-grade Martial Kings, and the strongest are sixth-grade Martial Kings, and many of them possess heaven-defying combat power.
Although their combat power can only cross the first level at most, compared with Chu Feng's heaven-defying combat power that can cross the third level, it is simply inferior.
However, for the fallen bamboo forest, such combat power is very rare. Such a disciple is definitely a genius level existence in the fallen bamboo forest.
"It's the disciples of Caizhulin. They finally couldn't help it anymore and took action?"
"It's such a huge formation. It seems like they are just trying not to take action. If they do, they will definitely make a splash."
"As expected of the Colorful Bamboo Forest, it seems that Chu Feng has suffered a lot this time. After all, the Colorful Bamboo Forest is the real core of my Fallen Bamboo Forest. Almost all the evil geniuses are there."
The status of Colorful Bamboo Forest in the Deciduous Bamboo Forest is very important, so when the army of disciples of Colorful Bamboo Forest attacked, all the disciples who were watching were in awe.
"Which one is Chu Feng?" After approaching, the leader of the sixth-grade Martial King shouted loudly again, his voice like thunder, deafening.
"I am." Chu Feng's body remained motionless, but he had already risen into the air, his robes fluttering, free and easy.
"I heard that you are so arrogant that you dare to detain my fellow disciples from the Fallen Leaf Bamboo Forest, do hard labor here, and even make them pick up feces with their bare hands. Do you really not take the laws of my Fallen Leaf Bamboo Forest in your eyes?"
The disciple reprimanded angrily, with a domineering tone and contemptuous eyes, as if he was scolding an insignificant younger brother.
"I am having a fair discussion with them. They are just willing to admit defeat. They can't even control the elders. You want to meddle in their own business?" Chu Feng said.
"What a man who is willing to admit defeat. In this case, I, the disciple of Caizhulin, will also compete with you. Do you dare to accept it?" said the disciple.
"I'm happy to accompany you." Chu Feng said.
"Well, I heard that you not only let people pick up feces with their bare hands, but also let them eat it with their mouths. Let's bet on this." The disciple said.
"It turns out that you like eating poop very much." Chu Feng said with a smile.
"How dare you, I want you to eat shit."
The disciple shouted angrily that he would not allow anyone to speak of him like this. This was definitely trampling on his dignity and disrespecting him.
However, he didn't know that Chu Feng did not take him seriously. In Chu Feng's eyes, he was just a scumbag.
"Yes, your courage is commendable. Which of you will come first?" Chu Feng asked.
"You can choose any of our Caizhulin disciples." That disciple said.
"Ha..." Chu Feng smiled contemptuously, and then said: "A group of mediocre people, in my opinion, you can come together."
"You are so arrogant. Let me teach you how to behave as a junior."
Hearing this, a Caizhulin disciple who was a third-level Martial King got angry. He shouted loudly and flew towards Chu Feng. He didn't even use his king's weapons or martial arts, but just punched him directly.
He smashed Chu Feng in the face.
This punch was no small matter. Although it seemed simple, he had already used all his strength and was extremely powerful. He wanted to invisibly injure Chu Feng severely.
"Pa" was just such a punch, but Chu Feng raised his hand at will, easily received it, and used his own palm to forcefully grab the opponent's fist.
"The fist is so weak, it is simply not as good as a woman." Chu Feng smiled sarcastically, then suddenly exerted force on his palm, and with a "click" sound, he crushed the disciple's fist into pieces.
"Uh-huh~~~~~~~~~~" His fist was smashed, and the disciple immediately let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and tears of pain flowed out.
"You are a loser, how can you cry in pain with such a small injury? Get out of here, you are not worthy of fighting with me."
When the disciple shouted, Chu Feng waved his sleeves and threw him directly from mid-air to the ground.
Because of the great momentum, the man fell headfirst into the soil, leaving only a pair of weak feet.
It shows his humbleness, fragility and incompetence.