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"Never asked for advice?" Jiang Feng said.

"Wen Chuan." The middle-aged man said.

"Who is Wen Nan?" Jiang Feng asked again.

Wen Chuan was silent for a while, and said, "She is my daughter."

"I see." Jiang Feng nodded. When he looked at Wen Chuan carefully, he found that Wen Chuan and Wen Nan looked alike, so he asked this question.

That night, in the backyard of the rented house, three young people were sent by the three major hermit families, Dong Baoyu from the Dong family, Zongzheng from the Zong family, and Wen Nan from the Wen family.

Both Dong Baoyu and Zong Zheng are the leaders of the younger generation in the family, and it is the same for Wen Nan in the Wen family. Wen Nan is Wen Chuan's daughter, but Wen Chuan's status in the Wen family is obviously slightly lower than that of Wen Fan. However, he The daughter of Wen Chuan's daughter, however, is overwhelmingly stronger than the younger generation of the Wen family. Not to mention anything else, just looking at it from this point of view is enough to see how extraordinary Wen Chuan is.

Wen Chuan didn't seem to like to talk, so he was silent for a while, and said, "Wen Nan mentioned you to me, and he highly respected you, thinking that you are the No. 1 of Yanjing's younger generation."

Jiang Feng and Wen Nan had only dealt with each other once, and that one time was definitely not pleasant. He never thought that Wen Nan would think so highly of himself, and said with a smile: "Yanjing Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, what can I do?" Dare to call yourself the No.1 of the younger generation, it makes you laugh."

"No, I agree with her statement." Wen Chuan said.

If Jiang Feng directly admitted that he was the No.1 of Yanjing's younger generation, Wen Chuan might feel that he was too frivolous, but his unexpected modesty made Wen Chuan feel that Jiang Feng was extraordinary.

It's no wonder that at such an age, one can achieve today's achievements. It's definitely not a fluke, Wen Chuan thought to himself.

"Didn't Wen Chuan never talk much? So much talking today?" Zong Yiping felt a little uncomfortable again. He felt that Jiang Feng was really a monster. It is incredible that Wen Chuan, who usually cherishes words like gold, has said so many words, and then he is a little uneasy.

"I'm not too sure about this." Wen Fan was also surprised.

But for Wen Chuan, Wen Fan was quite at ease, and didn't think Dong Xuan's situation would happen again. Perhaps it was something about Jiang Feng that aroused Wen Chuan's interest, so Wen Chuan would say a few words.

"Since we don't know, it's better to figure it out. It's enough to lose face once. If we lose face again, what's the prestige of our hidden family?" Zong Yiping said in a strange way.

Rao Wen Fan's character is relatively gentle, so he frowned at this moment and said: "Brother Yiping, the matter has not yet seen the result, please don't jump to conclusions lightly, this has a share."

Zong Yiping said: "I don't mean any malice, just a kind reminder. If you don't like to hear it, I don't have to say it."

He didn't have the slightest respect for Wen Fan, and he spoke casually. Yi Ran acted as if the No. [-] member of the Zong family was on an equal footing with the No. [-] member of the Wen family. Say no more, but quietly look towards the direction of the ring.

Jiang Feng and Wen Chuan soon lost interest in talking, Jiang Feng said, "Please."

"Okay." Wen Chuan nodded, not being polite, and rushed towards Jiang Feng with a gust of cold wind. A figure flashed, and the next second appeared in front of Jiang Feng, punching out.

Zhongzheng's peaceful punch was not too fancy, but when the fist glowed close to him, Jiang Feng felt a bone-piercing coolness.

"It's really strong." Jiang Feng said something in his heart, and then punched out.

The two fists collided together, and the strong wind shot out. They each took a step back. After one step, Wen Chuan's slightly plain face seemed to be a little more lively, and then Wen Chuan stepped forward and said: "Jiang Feng, give me another punch."

"As you wish." Jiang Feng naturally would not back down, facing Wen Chuan's attacking fist, he punched again.

This time, the two of them stood still, as if the punch had no strength at all, but when there was a click, a thin crack suddenly opened on the hard ground.

"Good." Zong Yiping applauded loudly.

He could tell that although Zong Yiping was still in the stage of testing, he obviously didn't hold back. In his opinion, this kind of battle was only worth watching.

"What a fart." Dong Xuan said angrily.

"Dong Xuan, please show some respect." Zong Yiping felt that he and Dong Xuan were at odds, blushing and angrily scolded.

"It's not impossible for me to show some respect. If the clan sends you out in the third round, I can call you uncle every time I see you." Dong Xuan said out loud.

As a result, Zong Yiping's face became redder and his neck became thicker. His status in the Zong family was not due to his strength, but because of his good background.

Of course, this is not strong enough, and relatively speaking, it cannot be compared with a monster like Dong Xuan, but he has already seen Jiang Feng and Dong Xuan fight with his own eyes, and Dong Xuan is not sure that he will win Jiang Feng. Going to the ring, isn't that obviously pushing him up to embarrass him?

"Tsk tsk, it seems that I dare not." Dong Xuan laughed loudly.

Zong Yiping said angrily, "Dong Xuan, what are you so proud of? You didn't get any benefits yourself."

"That's because Jiang Feng is too perverted, but you, I can beat you to the ground with one hand, do you dare to try?" Dong Xuan challenged.

Zong Yiping didn't like Dong Xuan, so Dong Xuan didn't like Zong Yiping. If it wasn't for the fact that the host was from the Zong family, it wouldn't be too presumptuous. With Dong Xuan's character, Zong Yiping would have been beaten all over the place.

"Dong Xuan, are you really deceiving that there is no one in my family? You have the ability...the ability..." Zong Yiping was speaking, squinting at Zong Dongshang from the corner of his eyes, hoping that Zong Dongshang would come forward to rescue him.

"Of course I have the ability, but you are the one who has no ability." Dong Xuan said noncommittally.

"Cough...cough..." Zong Yi let out a breath of blood and coughed loudly, almost coughing up old blood.

"Dong Xuan, if your hands are itchy, I will accompany you some other day." Zong Dongshang had no choice but to say, although Zong Yiping is not popular, but he is also a member of the Zong family, and Zong Yiping cannot lose the face of the Zong family. .

"I can't ask for it." Dong Xuan rubbed his hands, looking eager to try.

Zong Dongshang snorted coldly, stopped talking, turned his gaze, and landed on the ring. At this time, Jiang Feng and Wen Chuan had passed the early stage of probing and were in full swing.

Zong Dongshang took a few glances, frowned slightly, and said in his heart: "Wen Chuan is low-key and extremely inconspicuous, but his strength can be regarded as one of the best existences even among the three major families, even compared to me and Dong Xuan. , are not much different, but now it seems that after fighting for so long, he has not gained the upper hand, and Jiang Feng's strength has indeed improved a lot in a short period of time."

This somewhat made Zong Dongshang feel a little uncomfortable, and his complexion was not good. "If I knew his potential is so terrifying, I should have killed him in the rental house that night, regardless of the consequences. Otherwise, there would be no trouble today."

At this moment, a muffled "boom" sounded like a thunderclap, attracting everyone's attention. The fist wind was like a knife, and the ground of the ring was torn apart, and debris splashed everywhere.

Wen Chuan's figure shook violently, and took three or four steps back, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Wen Chuan is injured." Someone from Wen's family said softly, with concern in his words.

"That's right. When Dong Xuan and Jiang Feng fought, I thought Dong Xuan was holding back. I didn't expect Jiang Feng to be so strong. It's no wonder that Dong Xuan was not sure of winning and was about to admit defeat."

"Although Dong Xuan is rebellious, Wen Chuan is not inferior to him. Even if Jiang Feng can't win in the end, it shouldn't be a problem to drag it to a draw."

The two middle-aged men behind Wen Fan whispered, they had great confidence in Wen Chuan at first, thinking that Wen Chuan should be able to win this round.

But the current situation is obviously not as optimistic as they imagined, and they can only settle for the next best thing, as long as a draw is fine.

In fact, the two of them can't help but think this way. After all, although the three great hermit families have always been united in the same spirit, advancing together and retreating together, the three behemoths have always fought with each other, especially in recent years. The clan is ambitious, and there is a faint tendency to become the leader of the three hidden families. Such a situation is not what they want to see.

"Will Wenchuan lose?" Dong Zhenghe asked Dong Xuan.

"Not necessarily." Dong Xuan shook his head and said: "Wen Chuan is extremely powerful, but he has always been too low-key and forbearing, so he has lost a little bit of indomitable spirit, which makes the battle deadlocked, but After a long time, it’s hard to say.”

"Jiang Feng is not a fuel-efficient lamp," Dong Zhenghe said.

"That's true." Dong Xuan smiled, his eyes were bright, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Dong Zhenghe originally wanted to ask Dong Xuan some questions, but seeing Dong Xuan's reaction, he had to hold back those words for the time being, and ask later when he finds an opportunity.

Dong Xuan said Wen Chuan's shortcomings in one word, Jiang Feng couldn't see it, he couldn't give Wen Chuan too many chances, after repelling Wen Chuan, the figure moved, and the figure appeared in front of Wen Chuan like a ghost, and pointed out that The sword pierced through.

Wen Chuan's face was quiet, and a feeling of extreme danger made him feel chills. He didn't dare to resist, and retreated quickly. It's just that he was fast, but Jiang Feng's speed was even faster. That finger was like a tarsal maggot. In general, he chased after him and pierced through all of Wen Chuan's defenses, leaving a bloody hole in Wen Chuan's body.Then, Wen Chuan's body froze and he couldn't move anymore.

"You lost." Jiang Feng said lightly.

"Wow!"

Under the arena, everyone was in an uproar, especially Zong Yiping, who jumped up and down and shouted loudly: "Impossible, this is impossible!"