Martial arts giant

Chapter 187 Yan Fenglei

(PS: Yesterday’s update misunderstood the realm of the Fenglei Sect Master. It should have been a Martial Artist and not a Yuan Martial Artist. The content of the text has been revised, and the title should be treated as if nothing happened...)
"Yan Fenglei!"

"Yan Fenglei!"

The mountain roar and the tsunami seem to never stop, wave after wave in the Golden Dragon Martial Arts Hall.

Although Gu Mochen and the others didn't raise their arms and shout along with the people in the stands, they couldn't hide the excitement in their eyes.

But for those who were born and raised in Changtian City, who doesn't know Yan Fenglei's name?
Even for a long time, Yan Fenglei was also Gu Mochen's martial arts idol!
Who didn't have the wish to enter the Fenglei Sect and become a disciple of the Fenglei Sect when they were young?
Now that this idol will come to present awards to himself and others in person, Yan Fenglei is more exciting than the award itself!
Only Luo Bufan skipped Yan Fenglei, and paid more attention to the awards. Of course, this focus was more on the mentality of joking.

"Why, do you still have prizes?"

He knew that the purpose of this martial arts competition was to compete for the ownership of the hunter's stronghold, so the prize for the champion was actually the hunter's stronghold. Even if there were no prizes, the various sects would also send people to participate, so there were no prizes at all. Not a question of prizes.

After all, the hunter stronghold is the biggest reward. As for the contestants, there are naturally sects to provide rewards.

In fact, from the start to the end of the martial arts tournament, apart from what Duan Kant said just now, no one has mentioned that there are additional rewards for the contestants in this tournament.

Gu Mochen smiled, but didn't speak.

In fact, he knew very well that if other participating teams won the championship, Yan Fenglei might still come out, but there was absolutely no prize or anything.

This was originally the reward that Duan Kant personally provided for them.

After that super warrior breakthrough, Duan Kangde always believed that he owed Gu Mochen a lot, and in addition that the Invincible God of War team really won the championship, it is reasonable for Duan Kangde to want to express something.

However, there was an agreement between the two. In fact, Duan Kangde had already paid for Gu Mochen—the six exercises that Zhang Anhai and the others practiced.

In this era when exercises are scarce, the value of the six exercises is definitely not low. Although they are all mysterious-level exercises, not any sect can produce them.

Although it is the same, this is nothing to Duan Kangde, but it is enough for Gu Mochen, and Gu Mochen already owes Duan Kangde and Wei Ningsi, a woman in black, a life-saving favor. Kant's understanding of Gu Mochen, if he expressed some gratitude to Gu Mochen afterwards, Gu Mochen would never accept it.

Therefore, Duan Kangde had an idea, and directly used the excuse of the championship reward on the field, so that Gu Mochen could not refuse.

Although Gu Mochen knew what Duan Kangde meant, at least for now, he couldn't say anything.

After all, he is not the only one in the Invincible God of War team, but also Zhang Anhai, Li Xin and Luo Bufan. He can't make decisions for these people and reject Duan Kant's kindness.

So, together with Li Xin who was in the players' rest area, Gu Mochen and the other six walked towards the rostrum.

Duan Kande has been waiting with a smile, but there is a hint of cunning in that smile when he used to be a small vendor in the hunter's stronghold.

Just as Gu Mochen thought, he really had such an idea.

Amidst the shouts of Yan Fenglei from the mountains and tsunami, all six members of the Invincible God of War team stood on the rostrum, but Yan Fenglei was not on the stage.

"Yan Fenglei!"

"Yan Fenglei!"

The contestants have already entered the stage, and everyone's expectations for the award-presenting guests have reached their peak. Although there are not many people present, everyone has a foundation in martial arts. Luo, who didn't know, thought that the winner of this martial arts tournament was Yan Fenglei.

Facing the excitement and enthusiasm of the crowd, Duan Kangde took his time, nodded and smiled at Gu Mochen and the others, and then shouted loudly with his inner strength:
"Next, I would like to invite the respected guest of this martial arts competition, who is also a heavyweight guest to present awards to the champion team, the suzerain of Fenglei Sect——Yan Fenglei!"

Following his loud shout, the atmosphere on the court reached its peak immediately, and there was a loud bang, the roof of the Golden Dragon Martial Arts Hall was about to be blown off by the huge sound!
However, at the next moment, the huge sound suddenly disappeared, and the roof of the Golden Dragon Martial Arts... was saved.

Yan Fenglei!
A burly figure slowly stood up from the stands. Following his movements, the temperature in the entire martial arts hall dropped sharply. It was obviously a closed martial arts hall, but in the ears of everyone, it seemed that there was a strong wind howling, blowing Not to mention the pain in the eardrum, the sound of the wind was also mixed with the sound of thunder, the strong wind and lightning, which directly made people's head buzzing, and the brain went blank for a while.

Yan Fenglei stood up.

He has been watching the game from this stand, but since he stood up, no one has noticed that there is such a super expert hidden in this stand!
Yan Fenglei is over sixty years old, but with the support of deep internal strength, his figure and appearance seem to be only in his early thirties, which is the peak stage of physical fitness in a warrior's life.

call--!
In the strong wind, Yan Fenglei's figure flickered, and he was on the rostrum in a blink of an eye.

Until then, the wind and thunder screaming in everyone's ears disappeared as suddenly as when it appeared suddenly, as if it had never happened before.

"Listen to Fenglei, Sect Master Yan has a good method!"

Duan Kangde sighed in admiration, and saluted Yan Fenglei who was standing on the rostrum.

Yan Fenglei, the lord of the Fenglei Sect, is well-known, but his appearance is extremely ordinary. He belongs to the kind of existence that is inconspicuous when thrown into the crowd. Its light is not even as dazzling as that of Zhang Anhai.

This may be part of the reason why he was sitting in the stands, but no one noticed him.

For Duan Kangde's admiration, Yan Fenglei just smiled, and after bowing his hand to return the salute, his eyes fell on Gu Mochen.

He not only sent his disciples to participate in this martial arts competition, but also paid attention to the whole process of the competition. Of course, he couldn't help but pay more attention to Gu Mochen, who was extremely eye-catching.

"You're fine."

Yan Fenglei smiled at Gu Mochen.

Immediately, there was a sound of envy and gasping in the scene.

To be able to get a good sound from the Fenglei Sect Master, how can it be so simple just to be good?
"Thank you."

Gu Mochen was very calm, he only responded lightly, and saluted Yan Fenglei as a junior, but his heart was already full of waves.

When Yan Fenglei looked at him, his eyes were soft, but at that moment, Gu Mochen felt that Yan Fenglei had seen through him from the outside to the inside, and even the depths of his soul.

At this moment, Gu Mochen felt that even the wild little dragon in his mind was swimming much faster, as if Yan Fenglei's gaze directly saw the wild dragon pendant in his eyes!
(End of this chapter)