First Thousand five hundred ninety-seven to fame as a bet (7)
"Chu Feng, what is your identity and status? How dare you humiliate me, Beitang Zimo, like this? I think you are seeking death."
After hearing Chu Feng's sarcastic words, Beitang Zimo was immediately furious. He radiated his own aura while speaking, and was about to fight Chu Feng. At the same time, everyone in the Beitang Imperial Clan was emitting his own aura.
Aura, wanting to take action against Chu Feng.
"I want to see who dares to be rude to my brother Chu Feng." Seeing this, Nangong Ya also snorted coldly, exuded the aura of his third-grade Half-Emperor, and stood in front of Chu Feng.
At the same time, Nangong Baihe, even Nangong Jasmine and all other members of the Nangong Imperial Clan also entered a state of preparation for war.
The battle between the two imperial clans is about to break out.
"Everyone, please give me Baili Xinghe a face and don't do anything here, okay?" At this moment, Baili Xinghe, who was above the lake, suddenly said.
But after Baili Xinghe opened his mouth, neither Nangongya nor Beitang Zimo dared not give him face, and they all withdrew their surging auras.
"Waste is waste. It can only hide behind the Nangong Imperial Clan like a shrunken turtle."
"If you ask me, if you don't dare to use the magic formula, there is another possibility, which is also the most practical possibility."
"And this possibility is that you know that you are too weak, and you are afraid that after using the magic formula, you will not be able to activate even one level of aperture, and you are afraid of being embarrassed."
"Because, the fact that you can choose the right path and pass the test of the Weapon Refining Immortal is not based on your own ability at all, but on good luck."
"You made a blind choice at all. You chose the right path randomly. Apart from being lucky, you have no real ability at all."
"A mere eighth-grade Martial King, why are you comparing yourself to us? Why do you stand on our head?"
Beitang Zimo was unwilling to give up, which showed that his hatred for Chu Feng was really deep. It was not because of anything else, but because Chu Feng was so popular that he became the key figure to pass the test in this military conferment conference.
However, he did not realize that Chu Feng's cultivation was no longer the eighth-grade Martial King, but the ninth-grade Martial King. Chu Feng's cultivation had already broken through, but he was hiding it, and used Chu Feng's ability to hide his cultivation.
, a guy like Beitang Zimo would naturally not be able to find out.
"Beitang Zimo, you are going too far. Chu Feng passed the test of the Weapon Refining Immortal. It was the Weapon Refining Immortal who chose him."
"You have repeatedly questioned Chu Feng's ability. Are you questioning the notarization of the Weapon Refining Immortal?" Nangong Baihe couldn't stand it any longer and started to scold Beitang Zimo.
"Of course I am not questioning the Weapon Refining Immortal, but I am questioning this Chu Feng. I just think Chu Feng is a waste. His ability to pass the test is just due to good luck."
"Otherwise, why doesn't he even have the courage to test his talent with magic tricks?"
"I can guarantee that with Chu Feng's true talent, he can't even activate a single aura." Beitang Zimo said with certainty.
"Beitang Zimo, I advise you to keep a straight line as a human being. If Brother Chu Feng really does it, I'm afraid he will slap you in the face." Nangong Ya couldn't stand it anymore.
"Slap me in the face? Hahaha, then he must be able to do that."
"This way... it's not interesting for us to argue with each other. What's going on? Let this Chu Feng try using the magic formula, and then you'll know, right?"
"If this Chu Feng can really activate a circle of light, then it means that what I, Beitang Zimo, said before are all wrong. I, Beitang Zimo, will not say bad things in vain, so I will give this Chu Feng a favor in public.
Some treasures as compensation."
"What do you think of my proposal?" Beitang Zimo said loudly.
"Okay, if you have the guts, give it a try. If you don't dare to try, you feel guilty." The people from the Beitang Imperial Clan said loudly.
When the people from the Beitang Imperial Clan continued to attack Chu Feng, many onlookers began to join their camp and began to force Chu Feng to use magic techniques to test his talent.
Because after Beitang Zimo's words, they also felt that what Beitang Zimo said was very reasonable, and they all began to wonder whether Chu Feng really had the ability or was just lucky if he passed the test.
If Chu Feng was really just lucky, then they would be very unconvinced.
"Brother Chu Feng, they have said so. Then you can prove yourself with magic techniques and let them know how strong your martial arts talent is."
"Use your strength to shut them up." Nangong Ya advised. He was not a competitive person, but he really couldn't stand it when Beitang Zimo provoked Chu Feng like this.
"Yes, Chu Feng, if you don't teach this kind of person some lessons, he won't respect you. He will only look down on you and humiliate you non-stop." Nangong Baihe also advised.
"Haha..." At this moment, Chu Feng smiled faintly, and then said: "I don't care about your compensation, let's find another way."
"Didn't you say that I, Chu Feng, can't even activate a single aperture? Then let's do it like this. I don't want your compensation, but if I, Chu Feng, can activate a single aperture, you can control it yourself in front of everyone.
Give yourself a slap in the face."
"If I can inspire two apertures, you can slap yourself twice in public. If I can inspire five apertures, you can slap yourself five times in public. In short, I can inspire as many apertures as you want.
A slap in the face, do you dare?" Chu Feng said loudly.
"What, you..." Upon hearing this, Beitang Zimo's face suddenly turned green.
If it was to compensate Chu Feng, then it would be okay. After all, Beitang Zimo was not a man short of money, but it was too difficult for him to slap himself in front of everyone.
It would be okay if Chu Feng couldn't do it, then verify everything he said before, but what if Chu Feng did it? Then he had no way to lie in front of so many people, wouldn't he really want to slap himself in the face in front of so many people?
, In that case, his reputation as Beitang Zimo will be gone, and how will he be able to meet people in the future? His brilliance will be ruined in one day.
Hesitating, Beitang Zimo really hesitated at this moment.
Not only did he hesitate, he also regretted it. He regretted that he shouldn't have had nothing to do and forced Chu Feng to use the magic formula to test his talent. But now it was good, instead of making things difficult for Chu Feng, Chu Feng had forced Chu Feng into this situation.
"What? Are you afraid? Don't you dare anymore? Where has your aggressive and provocative momentum gone? Don't you firmly believe that I, Chu Feng, am a waste and can't even inspire a single aura?"
"After doing this for a long time, the real waste is you, Beitang Zimo. You are so wasteful that you provoke others, but in the end you don't even have the guts to accept others' demands."
"You Beitang Zimo, you are really a waste, a real waste." Seeing Beitang Zimo's hesitation, Chu Feng showed no mercy. He pointed at Beitang Zimo and cursed him, humiliating Beitang Zimo to the bone.
"I really can't tell that Chu Feng's eloquence is so good. Even if he doesn't speak, the moment he opens his mouth, Beitang Zimo is immediately confused. He doesn't even dare to speak. Haha, Chu Feng is so powerful."
For a moment, Nangong Baihe was very happy, because Chu Feng's scolding was really satisfying.
"Chu Feng, don't try to scare me. I, Beitang Zimo, promise you that if you activate a few circles of light, I will slap myself in the face a few times. But if you can't activate a single circle of light, you will kneel down and kowtow to me in public.
I slapped you a hundred times, and said in front of everyone that you, Chu Feng, are a big loser, and that you were able to pass the test of the Soldier Conferment Conference because you were just lucky."
Beitang Zimo roared angrily. Under Chu Feng's repeated pressure, he was really angry and lost his mind. He just wanted to embarrass Chu Feng, even risking his own reputation.