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Yang Chao also glanced around, nodded and smiled: "I think it's very possible, that kid went home and thought about it for a night and felt that he was not my son's opponent, so he didn't dare to come today."

The disciples of the Dragon Palace around the arena also began to whisper, the time is almost up, why haven't they seen Mu Feng's shadow.

"Isn't that guy afraid to come!?" Someone in the crowd laughed.

"Hey, I thought that even though Mu Feng's strength was a little worse than that of Chief Yang Feifei, but he dared to take on the challenge of Chief Yang Feifei, he was considered a man, but he was a coward!"

"Yes! What a coward! The person I hate the most is a coward!"

"Shut up! Mu Feng will definitely come!"

Just when this group of people laughed and laughed, a cold shout interrupted their words.

These people were instantly angry, and they all looked at the person who told them to shut up with angry eyes, ready to scold.

But when they saw the man's appearance, fear flashed in their eyes, and they couldn't help swallowing, because they couldn't afford this man.

This person is Yang Fan.

Although now with Mu Feng's success in breaking into the twelfth floor of the Tongtian Tower last night, Mu Feng has become the fourth chief disciple after Yun Zhan, and Yang Fan has withdrawn from the ranks of the top ten chief disciples, but even if he ranks first The eleventh position is not comparable to the surrounding inner sect and core disciples.

After seeing Yang Fan, these people shrank their necks and dared not talk about Mu Feng.

At the same time, everyone has some doubts, didn't Mu Feng squeeze Yang Fan out of the top ten, why Yang Fan still protects Mu Feng.

What they didn't know was that Yang Fan was an upright person. Although he was squeezed out of the top ten by Mu Feng, his impression of Mu Feng was still very good.

Especially since he was at Tongtian Tower late, so knowing that Mu Feng's strength would not be weaker than Yang Feifan, how could he not come?

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, four figures cut through the sky and appeared between the arena.

Seeing these four people, everyone exclaimed:

"Ah! That's Mu Feng, and standing beside him are the other three leaders of the Elite League."

There are many people who have never seen Mu Feng before, and they all stretched their necks to watch. Fortunately, the weakest people here are also people of extraordinary realm. They have excellent eyesight. Although they are far apart, they can barely see Mu Feng. 's appearance.

"Well, this guy is quite handsome, but he just doesn't know his strength, can he beat Yang Feifan?"

This thought popped into the hearts of the Dragon Palace disciples in the crowd.

Compared with the excited cheers when Yang Feifan arrived, there were only a few cheers when Mu Feng arrived, and most of these cheers came from the people at the Tongtian Tower last night.

The rest of the Dragon Palace disciples were watching Mu Feng with a scrutiny to see if he could defeat Yang Feifan.

However, the final conclusion disappointed them. They believed that Mu Feng was not Yang Feifan's opponent. The first reason was that Mu Feng was too young, and the second reason was that Mu Feng had the strength of the legendary eight-star realm.

"Humph! I didn't expect you to really dare to come and die!?"

Yang Chao folded his arms around his chest and gave Mu Feng a very cold look, his eyes full of undisguised mockery.

"Yes, I can't figure it out either. Why do some people dare to come when they know they will fail? I don't know if they are stupid." Liu Tianyang also sneered.

"You two—" Yun Zhan was furious, but he was about to say something but was interrupted by Mu Feng, who looked at them both lightly and sneered: "Why, it's only been half a month that you haven't been cleaned up, so you forget about it. Did you kneel down and beg for mercy for me?!"

Hearing Dao Mufeng mention the duel half a month ago, Yang Chao and Liu Tianyang blushed with shame and anger, their necks thick, and their bodies trembled slightly.

It was their lifelong shame, and they were forced to kneel on the ground to beg for mercy by Mu Feng. Although it had been half a month, they were still shivering with anger now that the scars were brutally opened by Mu Feng.

"Mu Feng, you, you—" Yang Chao pointed at Mu Feng, blowing his beard and staring angrily.

"It turns out that you are a stammer, I don't talk to stammer." Mu Feng glanced at him with contempt, and after looking at the three of Yan Jun, he stepped directly onto the small teleportation formation and entered the duel area.

"Oh! oh! oh!"

Seeing that Mu Feng also entered the duel area and appeared on the huge holographic projection, the hundreds of thousands of Dragon Hall disciples around the arena burst into deafening cheers. , , .

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Of course, they were not cheering for Mu Feng, but for the duel that was going to happen next.

"Boy Mu Feng! I'm making you proud for a few minutes, let's see how you die later?!" Yang Chao clenched his fists tightly, looked at Mu Feng on the holographic projection, and cursed in a low voice.

"I think you should prepare the coffin first and collect the corpse for your son." Yun Zhan gave him a contemptuous look.

Without Yang Feifan by his side, Yang Chao also knew that he was not Yun Zhan's opponent, so he didn't dare to refute anything, and walked aside to watch the duel.

The three Yun Zhan also found a good position and looked nervously at the holographic projection.

Although Yun Zhan mocked Yang Chao before, their hearts were not sure, and they were full of worries about Mu Feng.

At this moment, on the second floor of the Arena Palace, Long Zun, Chen Chuan, and Liu Xun stopped talking and focused on the holographic projection.

Of course, their focus is not the same as that of ordinary disciples. For them, the battle between Mu Feng and Yang Feifan is actually just two children playing a game. In addition to focusing on the outcome, they want to see more Just how great Mu Feng's potential is, we also need to see if Yang Feifan will use that kind of cultivation technique.

In the duel area, Yang Feifan stood on the top of a mountain with his hands behind him and stood proudly.

When he saw Mu Feng appear, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, sketching a cold range.

In the pass in the Tongtian Tower last night, although he lost half a chip, he did not think that Mu Feng would be his opponent. In addition to his confidence in his own spatial domain, he was also very interested in their family's secret exercises. With absolute confidence.

As his servant, Yang Chao can jump from a true disciple ranked in the top [-] to a person with the strength of the top [-] chief disciples after he gets the skin of that kind of practice. After the Fa, how much improvement will be obtained, which he is very much looking forward to.

Of course, he didn't think that Mu Feng must have the ability to force him to use that kind of exercise.

At this moment, Yang Feifan was standing on the top of Chongshan Mountain. The wind was blowing, and his clothes were fluttering.

And his face was also calm and arrogant and confident, as if he didn't take the next game to heart, his eyes looked down.