"No way, there are people who really dare to play. Do they not want to live anymore?"
As that person appeared, everyone had strange expressions on their faces and glanced at him.
"Oh, it's just eight paths of strength. Isn't this looking for death? Didn't you see what happened before?"
"Courage is commendable, but it's a pity that without matching strength, it will only lead to death!"
"Oh, another poor guy who got hit on the head by a painting cake. I can't stand him for five rounds!"
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"Hey, isn't that Brother Chen Feng?"
Looking at the familiar figure in the field, Zheng Yiqing said in surprise.
"Just know it in your heart, no need to say it out loud!"
Hu Daxiong warned in a low voice, his eyes fixed on the field.
Although the person entering the venue was masked, people familiar with him could still recognize him at a glance. It was Chen Feng.
At this moment, Chen Feng's strength is suppressed at the eighth level of inner strength. His aura and realm are so natural that no one can see any flaws.
Hu Daxiong was a little confused. Since he recognized Wu Han, he could just go backstage and find him. Why take the risk?
If anything unusual is noticed by the library authorities, you will be in trouble today.
"Good, very good!"
The owner of the rich voice above seemed not to have expected anyone else to come on stage. After a slight pause, he spoke up and let out a cheer.
"Welcome this hero to the stage. What is the hero's name?"
"Feng Chen!"
"Okay, as usual, there is now half a quarter of an hour for everyone to place bets. Both parties can also take this opportunity to adjust their status. Feng Chen, do you have any objections?"
Chen Feng shook his head, standing on the field like a javelin, squinting at the young man in front of him, feeling a little guilty in his heart.
When I agreed to accept him as my disciple, I only taught him half of the physical training techniques of the Mysterious Body. I never taught him anything else, let alone gave him guidance around me.
As a human teacher, this is a gross dereliction of duty.
Also, if he hadn’t followed him out of the mountains, I’m afraid the little guy wouldn’t have ended up here!
In addition to feeling guilty, Chen Feng was also a little dissatisfied.
It's really inappropriate to be too violent!
Now that the two sides are just standing opposite each other, they can clearly feel the bloody and murderous aura in each other. Is this going to be okay?
"you……"
When Chen Feng looked at Wu Han, this stern little guy was also sizing him up.
Originally, with Wu Han's character, he would say "you are seeking death" to everyone who came on stage.
But this person now, for some reason, gave him an extremely familiar feeling!
Like family, like friends, and like... master?
What happened during this period and the killings in the past few days have made his still-ungrown heart become extremely cold and dead.
But after seeing the person in front of him, his dead mood suddenly fluctuated involuntarily.
"Who are you?"
After staring at Chen Feng for a moment, a deep voice said coldly from his mouth.
Without cultivating strength, consciousness cannot grow, so we can only feel familiar but unable to identify our identity.
Facing the inquiry, Chen Feng did not answer, but glanced at the other person lightly and then closed his eyes.
"you wanna die!"
When Wu Han saw this, he became furious and clenched his fists. He just wanted to start the fight as soon as possible and tear off the opponent's mask to see who he was.
…
At this moment, the surrounding audience was noisy, and almost most people got up and went to place money and place bets.
It is almost certain that Wu Han will win. Even if the score is not high, it is still money picked up in vain. Is there any reason to give up?
"You keep an eye on her, I'll come as soon as I go!"
Wu Yunzhe looked at the surging crowd around him, and then at the two people in the field. His eyes flickered a little, and he suddenly said something to Zheng Yiqing, and turned around to leave.
"Stop, what are you going to do?" Zheng Yiqing stopped him in time and asked with a frown.
"It's time to place your bet! Bring me five hundred gold!" Hu Daxiong was a veteran after all. He guessed what Wu Yunzhe was thinking at a glance and immediately took out the five hundred gold and handed it over.