"The Hall of Heroes? A stern young man who doesn't cultivate his inner strength? Tell me what that young man looks like, and why do you say he comes from the outside world?"
After listening to Hu Daxiong's words, Chen Feng's heart moved slightly, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes!
"The Heroes Hall is an underground fighting arena, where you can bet on life and death, decide grudges, and bet on winning or losing. It is one of the liveliest places in the town! The young man was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a lean body and a mountain atmosphere. He entered
When in a combat state, some silver threads will appear all over the body! According to the introduction from the museum, it is said to be from the outside world!"
Hu Daxiong took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the discomfort caused by the injuries in his body, and explained the specific situation in detail.
"That's right, I also heard that a strange young man has come to the Heroes Hall in the past two days, and his skills are extremely powerful. I am planning to take a chance to see him!"
"I've already gone to watch it. The young man was fierce and decisive in his actions. He didn't panic when things happened. If he didn't die young, he would have achieved great success in the future!"
"Haha, what interests me is the two little black snakes he carries with him. I feel instinctively that those two little snakes are not simple!"
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Following Hu Daxiong's reminder, many people around him responded, either having heard of the young man or having seen it with their own eyes.
"Fifteen or sixteen years old, with a mountain atmosphere, and two little snakes? Could it be that kid?"
After listening to everyone's words, Chen Feng's eyes flashed, and a figure couldn't help but appear in his mind.
If what everyone said is true, there is no doubt that it must be that little guy!
But why did he come to Xuanmen, and why did he go to the underground arena to participate in fighting?
However, everything is just speculation now, and it remains to be verified whether it is the little guy.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng had a thought, and his huge consciousness spread out quietly.
If that kid was really here, you could feel his breath in an instant!
"Mr. Chen, there are restrictions in the Heroes Hall to prevent prying into consciousness. If you want to investigate, it's better to go there in person!"
Uncle Lu seemed to be aware of his intention and couldn't help but remind him.
This shocked Chen Feng. He subconsciously looked at him and saw the old man smiling and nodding at him.
This old man is actually an expert!
Chen Feng's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stood up and clasped his fists: "Senior, I don't know how to recognize an expert, so please don't blame me if you were offended in any way before!"
The consciousness is dispersed, shadowless and invisible, and only those with higher power of consciousness can detect it.
On the surface, the old man seemed to have some strength, but he was extremely ordinary. I never expected to be able to detect fluctuations in his consciousness.
In this way, this Uncle Lu is definitely an innate powerhouse, and he is not inferior to City Lord Bai.
Being able to hide his strength so well, he may even be much stronger than Master Baicheng.
"What's wrong with me? I'm just a restaurant steward. Mr. Chen must not do this. Why don't you sit down quickly?" Seeing this, Uncle Lu quickly stood up and returned the salute, pretending not to understand.
"If you can take care of such a big restaurant, how can you not be an expert?"
Chen Feng was not stupid. Knowing that the other party did not want to be exposed, he immediately changed the subject with a smile.
"Haha, if you say that, I would be disrespectful!" Uncle Lu blinked and said with a smile.
When everyone saw the two of them suddenly acting like this, everyone looked confused. They all had no idea and were confused!
However, such a small episode was quickly washed away by the enthusiasm for drinking.
By the time the carnival ended, it was already two hours later!
During this period, Chen Feng had no idea how many people he had touched wine glasses with, and how many drinks he had poured into his stomach.