Ignoring their looks, Chen Feng sat down quietly and watched the competition in other arenas.
Time flew by in a blink of an eye, and the melee of so many people in one day ended just like that.
During this period, Chen Feng fought two more battles.
The purpose of such a battle is very simple, which is to select a more powerful player.
Chen Feng was always one-on-one, pretending to be in danger, and finally won.
Chen Feng did this naturally in order not to be so eye-catching and thus to be so passive.
If you act too high-profile, you will easily be noticed and cause unnecessary trouble, which will be bad.
What's more, everyone here wants to win. Once he performs too dazzlingly, those people will not let him go.
Anyway, as long as he passed the "passing mark", Chen Feng just wanted to go to Qingpingtian and find his grandfather to ask questions.
Chen Feng didn't care whether he would get involved with those sects. Even if he won in the end, he would give up without hesitation.
After all the competitions in the arena were over, Chen Feng was stared at because of Fang Heng's surrender, and wanted to ask one, two, three.
He was not interested in answering, so he simply used his spiritual energy to leave.
Unexpectedly, the man was chasing after me so hard that I finally got rid of him. I was a little tired and was about to go back, but I was blocked by someone.
"What's the matter?" Chen Feng's tone was cold.
He was not interested in spending too much time with them.
"What do you think can happen to me?" The romantic man, wearing jingle bells all over his body, waved his fan and smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his teeth.
His smile alone makes people feel warm and makes them less defensive unconsciously.
Unfortunately, he met Chen Feng.
Chen Feng didn't know how many people he had encountered, and he had seen countless methods.
Now that this person was using such low-level methods, he was not affected at all, and he even couldn't help but laugh.
"Chen Feng, my purpose is also very simple, that is, you can voluntarily withdraw from this competition."
"Of course, don't worry, I won't treat you badly after you quit."
Chen Yi said, the smile on his face became even brighter.
He kept talking to Chen Feng for a long time, drawing one piece of cake after another, and the words were very colorful.
Chen Feng frowned impatiently and directly interrupted Chen Yi, who was talking eloquently: "I won't admit defeat. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Chen Feng was about to leave as he said that, he was too lazy to continue dealing with it.
Seeing Chen Feng's indifferent expression, Chen Yi felt that he was being looked down upon.
"Wait for me!" He left a vicious message, and Chen Yi left angrily.
Chen Feng didn't care and quietly went back to his room to rest.
Time passed quickly, and Chen Feng fought in melee again and again.
Even so, hundreds of thousands of people still won, and such a result was naturally not what they wanted.
"The next is a one-on-one arena match." The referee announced that the delay was because there were fewer people, otherwise they would not have done this.
However, no matter what mode of competition is played, Chen Feng will go all out.
With Chen Feng's appearance, cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami were now heard.
Because of the competition in the past few days, many people cheered for Chen Feng.
He frowned and glanced at those people. Chen Feng didn't say anything, but there were people beside him who couldn't stand it anymore.