After that, Zhuge Mansion's birthday banquet calmed down and went into a regular routine, without any unexpected incidents. Everyone congratulated them on their birthday, finished the banquet, and went home.
Of course, the topic of discussion along the way was Feng Ziyue and Zheng Long.
Feng Ziyue's birthday gift was given special treatment by Zhuge Dan, and Zheng Long, a mysterious figure, made his first appearance and made a grand appearance with three innate elixirs.
Many people present had a premonition that with these two young people, Wuyang City would become lively again.
People of the older generation still remember the fight between Feng Tianhe and Zheng Tu decades ago, and secretly murmured in their hearts, now that the storm is coming, are they going to repeat what happened back then?
Families large and small in Wuyang City are all thinking secretly, for fear of being on the wrong team.
At this time, Feng Ziyue, who was going home alone, was also full of doubts. Zheng Long's appearance was beyond his expectation. With his rebirth and actions, the history he originally knew began to gradually change.
Of course, change is exactly what he wants.
In this life, his relatives will never be allowed to suffer again. No matter who appears, they cannot shake his basic goal.
"One more month..."
Feng Ziyue smiled faintly. With his ability to refine fourth-level elixirs almost unlimitedly, and his experience in practicing in his previous life, one month later, even if Zheng Long had really broken through to the realm of Martial Lord, he would really do it.
At that time, it is still unclear who will win!
That's good, Zheng Long's appearance gave him the motivation to practice hard.
After all, there are many masters to deal with in front of him, and a mere martial master is just a sword-testing stone!
"If I can't even defeat you, how will I deal with Madman Chu in the future!"
Feng Ziyue clenched his fists and was full of confidence.
On the way home from White Deer Academy, it was extremely quiet tonight, the moonlight was misty, and the wind blew through the woods, making a rustling sound.
He was walking forward quickly, but suddenly stopped, looked back in all directions, and smiled coldly.
The muscles on Feng Ziyue's back suddenly tightened, feeling the raging murderous aura coming from around him.
This is not Zheng Long. If it were a martial master who secretly attacked him, his murderous intent would be much more intense. This man was proud and had made an appointment to fight with Feng Zheng during the great competition, so he would not attack him now.
"Come out! No need to be sneaky!"
Feng Ziyue shouted angrily and drew his sword in his hand.
A burst of laughter like a night owl was heard from all directions at the same time, and four men in black jumped out from among the trees.
"This doll is quite alert!"
The leader, a burly man in black, had a hoarse voice, drank, and then laughed loudly.
"Who are you?"
Feng Ziyue stood calmly holding his sword. The cultivation of these four people was not bad, but he was also confident that they could protect themselves. He was just curious about the background of these four people.
The leading man in black snorted coldly, "Mr. Feng, you and my master have made an appointment to fight on the day of the competition. Your skills are too poor, and my master is worried, so let us try your kung fu.
"
The four men in black were all ugly in appearance, tall in stature, and spoke in strange and intermittent accents, but I don't know where the strange accent came from.
"Master?" Feng Ziyue frowned slightly. Although the man in black didn't understand what he said, he understood clearly. Obviously, this was the person Zheng Long had come to test his kung fu, but the title of master was very strange.
It's strange.
This kind of title is only used between master and servant, but ordinary martial arts masters will never sell themselves out as servants.
Just like the chief steward Leng Kai, although he obeys Feng Tianhe and is willing to occupy the position of a servant, he is not a servant. He only calls Feng Tianhe the head of the family, not the master.
"Boy, there's something weird about those people..."
In his ears, the voice of the golden-haired god suddenly came.
Since we agreed last time that the Golden Retriever should keep a low profile and not be easily leaked to others, it finally started shouting loudly and if it had anything to say, it would be sent directly to Feng Ziyue's ears through sound transmission.
"Oh?" Feng Ziyue pondered and lowered his head. He felt that the auras of the four men in black were very strange. Unexpectedly, even the golden-haired god also noticed it, "What's the strange thing?"
"I think they are monsters..." The golden-haired god was a little hesitant, and his voice was not very confident, "But... they are very strange..."
"Monster?"
Feng Ziyue raised his eyes and saw that although those people were extremely ugly, they were all in human form and did not look like monsters at all.
"It's very strange... very strange, and they are not reincarnated in human form, but I don't know why, but I always feel that these people have a strong aura of monsters - forget it, I don't understand either, just take your time and deal with it yourself!
"
The golden-haired god was so confused that he had no choice but to give up his game.
"Boy, what are you mumbling about all by yourself! Are you scared? It's okay. Master ordered us not to kill you!"
The man in black at the head laughed loudly and his voice was shrill.
"Looking at your frail appearance, I'll let the men break your limbs. Then we'll see how the Feng family can lift you up for a martial arts competition!"
Feng Ziyue narrowed his eyes and raised his sword slowly, with a hint of ridicule on his face, "So, your master is afraid that he can't defeat me, so he asked you to deal with me first?"
"fart!"
The men in black were furious and flew up, shouting strangely again and again, and attacked together.
Feng Ziyue waved the ruthless sword lightly in his hand, bringing out a few rays of sword light, then retreated gracefully.
"The fight started!" In the bushes not far away, Zhu Yunzhao held up a telescope, watched from a distance, and gloated, "I don't know how many people this kid has offended. Before we could take action, we saw someone dealing with him..."
"Little prince, be silent!"
Chi Tuo's face turned pale and he almost covered Zhu Ynzhao's mouth.
"These four men in black are of extraordinary strength. At least two of them are great martial arts masters. If they discover them, I'm afraid I may not be able to protect the safety of the young prince!"
He gently warned in Zhu Ynzhao's ear. Zhu Ynzhao was taken aback, and the joy on his face disappeared instantly, "Two... two great martial artists? Then why hasn't this kid died yet?"
If two of them had the realm of great martial arts masters, the other two wouldn't be far behind. When the four of them attacked together, Feng Ziyue was not beaten into a pulp by one of them?
Isn't this guy in the martial arts realm?
Zhu Yunzhao's face was distorted, and he looked through the lens with fear. He saw Feng Ziyue's body like a swimming dragon, flying vigorously, and the ferocious offensive of the four people had not touched a corner of his clothes yet!
Judging from his expression, he is still relaxed, it seems that he has not tried his best!
The young prince's face suddenly turned pale, and he let out a frightened groan from his throat.
Fortunately, someone else took action first...otherwise...