I saw smoke and dust all along the south road outside the venue, and hundreds of people from the Zheng family came out in full force and marched forward in awe.
The first person on horseback was Zheng Jingwei, the current acting head of the Zheng family. He was wearing a brocade robe and looked happy. He bowed his hands and saluted everyone around him along the way, as if he was arranging flowers and parading through the streets.
"I haven't won yet! Why are you so proud?"
Hu Xiaodao spat, expressing disdain.
However, the power of the Zheng family is indeed shocking. Today they seem to be deliberately trying to show off their power. Even the people leading the horses and driving the carts are all martial arts masters!
Amid everyone's exclamations, they saw two streaks of red silk floating across the sky. Zheng Tu and Zheng Long walked proudly on the fluttering red silk without moving, and landed straight on the field!
"boom!"
The spectators applauded for a while. This was real Kung Fu. Zheng Tu was just fine. Zheng Long had always been said to be a martial master, but he had never been seen showing Kung Fu. Now he showed off his Qing Kung Fu. It was really beautiful!
Legend has it that after entering the innate realm, people can fly through the void. However, it is not difficult to fly into the air for a while without breaking through the innate obstacles, but it is impossible to stroll in the air.
When someone has reached the level of martial master, he relies on his superb Qinggong to use his strength on the fluttering colorful silk to fly in the air. This skill is already shocking enough.
"Like a monkey..."
Hu Xiaodao continued to complain, and Zhu Yunzhao, who was listening nearby, greatly agreed, nodding and repeating loudly. Chi Tuo turned pale and quickly grabbed him, fearing that the two martial masters would hear him.
However, Zheng Tu and Zheng Long, now making a high-profile appearance, did not care about the complaints from the people below. They proudly walked to the sidelines, jumped directly onto the high platform representing the Zheng family, and sat upright, looking down on all directions.
At this time, the Feng family also slowly came from the other side.
The Feng family's reputation is far inferior to that of the Zheng family.
The side branches were divided, and the direct lineage was also worried. Feng Tianhe did not show off his skills, he just sat steadily on a carriage, his aura was not angry and intimidating, but in comparison, it was inevitable that he lacked confidence.
If the wind is not flat, it will be ineffective. It can almost be regarded as dejected. He is also riding forward, but he is far from looking forward to Xiong Fei like Zheng Jingwei. He even looks a little timid.
As for the faces of all the Feng family disciples, they looked either tragic, frightened, or confused. They had somehow ended up in this situation.
"Where's Feng Ziyue?"
Zhu Yunzhao was anxious and looked around, but he didn't see the shadow of Feng Ziyue.
Today he is the protagonist.
Challenge three levels in a row to challenge each other. As long as Feng Ziyue is undefeated, Feng Tianhe and Feng Buping will not have to fight at all. But at this time, it is only a moment before the competition starts, and he has not yet appeared.
"Don't worry, young prince, my boss has told me...he will show up soon..."
Hu Xiaodao winked and smiled. Zhu Yunzhao was overjoyed and grabbed his shoulders, "So, the money you paid to buy the Feng family was also accounted for by Feng Ziyue?"
"Hush! Hush!" Hu Xiaodao hurriedly shushed twice and looked around. Although he didn't answer, it was equivalent to acquiescing.
At this time, Zhuge Dan slowly came to power. Today was the event, and he was elected as a notary public.
"Today the Feng Zheng Competition is about to begin. I wonder if the two families are here? Do you have anything else to say?"
He was asking questions as usual. With his eyesight, he could clearly see that Feng Ziyue had not arrived yet. However, Zhuge Dan, like his daughter, seemed to have an inexplicable confidence in Feng Ziyue. His face was calm and there was nothing strange about it.
As soon as Zhuge Dan finished speaking, he heard a sneer coming from the high platform of the Zheng family.
"Is there someone from the Feng family who hasn't come yet? Are you afraid, so you boasted about Haikou and ran away?"
The speaker was none other than Zheng Long. He stood at the top of the high platform with an arrogant face and a sneer on his lips, showing great disdain.
Zhuge Dan frowned, turned to the Feng family, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Feng, when will your grandson Feng Ziyue be able to arrive?"
The rules of this Feng Zheng Competition have already spread throughout Wuyang City.
The two families chose to challenge three levels in a row at the same time, which means that the protagonists of this competition are no longer the heads of the two families, the two martial arts masters, but a competition between the third generation.
On the Zheng family's side, Zheng Long had just shown his skills and proved his martial arts skills.
However, Feng Ziyue's strength has always been unclear and unclear.
More than half a year ago, almost half of the people in Wuyang City knew that the eldest grandson of the Feng family was a loser. After practicing Xuan Qi for several years, he was only at the second level of basic cultivation.
But then, as if he suddenly had an enlightenment, he was born out of nowhere.
Some people even secretly rumored that Luan Tingfu, the great martial artist of the Luan family, also died under Feng Ziyue's sword.
If so, will he have the strength to compete with the Martial Lord Zheng Long?
Everyone who is watching the excitement hopes to see a fight between dragons and tigers, rather than a one-sided killing. Besides, people always sympathize with the weak. It is really sad that the Feng family has fallen to this point.
Feng Tianhe was sitting on the high platform, keeping his eyes slightly closed and not saying a word. Now he opened his eyes after hearing Zhuge Dan's question.
"Mr. Zhuge, Yue'er sent a message in the morning saying that he will definitely arrive before the competition starts. Please don't worry..."
Facing the provocation from the Zheng family, he turned a deaf ear.
Zheng Long snorted, "It's the same whether he comes early or late. If he doesn't dare to come, it saves me a lot of effort!"
He spoke more and more harshly, but the Feng family kept giving in. Some people in the audience could not help but boo.
"Idiot! Xiao Fengzi is coming, and you are doomed!"
Qi Xiaodie came out from nowhere and was shouting from below. Hu Xiaodao rushed to meet her, "Sister Die, why did you come just now?"
"What are you doing? You overslept!" Qi Xiaodie shook her head, "Did you win if you bought Fengjia?"
Hu Xiaodao rolled his eyes and smiled, "How can I do the boss's bidding well? This time I bought five thousand taels, and I lost ten for every one. I made some money!"
"Ten for one..."
Qi Xiaodie counted on her fingers, "That's fifty thousand taels. Alas, it's not much..."
"This girl, I also bought 10,000 taels of gold." Zhu Yunzhao saw that this woman seemed to have a good relationship with Feng Ziyue, so he hurriedly came up to chat with her, "I will definitely pay the Zheng family to death this time!"
"oh?"
Qi Xiaodie's eyes lit up and she patted his shoulder happily, "You're not bad!" She turned to ask Hu Xiaodao, "Is this your new little brother? Not bad, he knows how to recruit rich people, he has a bright future!"
The gambling stall owner on the side couldn't laugh or cry. He said that if he had to pay for it, I would pay for it. What does it have to do with the Zheng family?
As for this careless woman treating Xiao Fu Wang as her younger brother, that is not worth mentioning.
At this moment, the sun was high in the sky. Zhuge Dan looked at the sundial hanging high, frowned slightly, and shouted loudly: "The time for the Feng Zheng Competition has arrived. Please let Zheng Long and Feng Ziyue compete first."
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"Why hasn't Yue'er arrived yet?" Chu Hongyu looked back anxiously, only to see a black spot looming in the sky.
Amidst the whistling sound, the black dot came quickly, and when it got closer, it turned out to be in the shape of a sword.
Clang!
The sword kept spinning, fell straight onto the competition ring, and was firmly stuck on it!
