At this point, Chen Feng's doubts were not resolved, but he could not ask any more questions, so he had to follow Zheng Yiqing to leave.
...
"Brother Fengchen, be careful at tomorrow's conference. If Lord Bai loses such a big face tonight, he will definitely not give up. He may make trouble at the conference. After all, no one will pursue the casualties at the martial arts conference!"
After sending Chen Feng to the room, Zheng Yiqing did not leave immediately, but instead made a serious reminder.
"Isn't the conference a one-on-one round battle rule? No matter how strong he is, he may not be able to do anything, right?" Chen Feng was puzzled.
Zheng Yiqing couldn't help but shake her head when she heard this: "It seems that Brother Feng Chen was injured because of this, and his memory was extremely lacking! This involves the martial arts conference in the entire Xuan Realm. It is not a normal rotation system, but all the contestants will play together.
The survivor who perseveres to the end is the winner!”
"Only those big cities will be carried out in batches because there are too many people at one time, but they are also melee rules!"
"Oh? If this is the case, are you afraid that the contestants will target me unanimously tomorrow?" Chen Feng's heart moved and immediately understood what the other party meant.
"That's right! The seventeen forces in Wushi City sent one person on the field, and some untouchables who wanted to compete for glory, totaling at least about thirty people. If these people target you together, it will be troublesome!" Zheng Yiqing said worriedly.
"Hahaha, it's okay, what can a group of mobs do to me? Why don't you tell me which masters are among the contestants? What is the highest level of strength?" Chen Feng laughed, not caring about it at all.
Seeing him like this, Zheng Yiqing snorted a little annoyed: "It's not that I poured cold water on it, it's about safety, it's better to be careful! The strength of the contestants is nothing particularly outstanding. The strongest person is to be taken tonight.
The Bai Zhan Lei you beaten up is basically at the level of Wu Yunzhe!”
"Since that's the case, it's no difficulty!" Chen Feng shook his head disdainful.
In Tantric Buddhism, when it was faced with so many sieges, it was still possible to take the initiative. Now, what kind of big waves can a mere mob make?
"I know you are amazing, but I have another problem I'm worried about!" Zheng Yiqing frowned slightly, and a trace of worry flashed through her eyes.
"There is a big brother named Bai Zhanfeng, who is a high disciple of Xuandao Sect. It is said that he has entered the innate realm! Bai Zhanlei is seriously injured tonight. I wonder if the Lord of Bai City will send Bai Zhanfeng to the Martial Arts Conference.
Recall!"
"Hmm? Bai Zhanfeng, Zhanfeng..."
When Chen Feng heard this name, he couldn't help but frown.
His surname is Chen Mingfeng, but the other party's name is Zhan Feng. Wasn't he restrained by the other party in his name?
Subconsciously, a strong desire to fight arises out of thin air in my heart.
"Haha, the innate realm? Well, as long as he appears, I want to meet him for a while!"
But the Lord Bai City is very lucky. One is innate and the other is the ninth-level master. Both sons are not like dogs!
"you……"
Seeing that he not only had no fear, but instead showed a sense of fighting out of thin air, Zheng Yiqing was speechless, stomped her feet and left helplessly.
...
It's cold in the middle of the night!
Looking back on the past two days, Chen Feng was not at all sleepy.
All things, calm down and think about it, it almost feels like a dream.