Peerless Martial Soul

Lie Yangsheng saw through his lie at a glance, but he did not expose it. He just said indifferently: "I don't care what the reason is, whether you offended him first, or he offended you first, but you have been mistreated. , This is a fact."

"Your Hong family, submit to my Lieyang family, you are a vassal of the Lieyang family. In this case, I can't just sit back and watch."

Then he said slowly: "Wen Rui."

"Father, I am here."

As soon as his voice fell, a young voice sounded.

Then, in the flames, a portal suddenly appeared, and a red-haired young man strode out from it.

This red-haired young man, about twenty-seven or eighty-year-old, was tall and handsome, but there was a vicious light gleaming between his eyebrows, which made people very uncomfortable to see!

Lie Yangguangsheng commanded: "You will be responsible for this matter."

"Look back and find a chance to cut that Chen Feng!"

He said this lightly, as if his words could determine Chen Feng's fate!

"Yes." Lieyang Wenrui nodded.

"Okay, step back." Lie Yangguang Sheng waved his hand and said.

Lieyang Wenrui and Hong Donglie retired, and in the eyes of Lie Yangguangsheng, it was only a matter of one sentence to solve Chen Feng.

In the next few months, the wind was calm and the waves were calm, Chen Feng didn't go anywhere, just practiced every day, and then went to see the senior sister three days.

For two full months, Chen Feng lived like this every day.

One morning two months later, in the small courtyard, on the roof, a big sunrise rose.

Facing this bright day, Chen Feng exhaled a suffocating breath and slowly opened his eyes.

He stood up, clenched his fists, and tensed his muscles.

At this time, the wind came, and his robes were hunting in the wind.

It was midsummer in June at this time, and it was considered as the wind blowing, with a bit of hot air.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, and he whispered to himself: "In two months' time, although my cultivation has not improved, it is more stable and solid than before."

"The foundation is extremely solid, and I have already understood all the first to fifth swords in my Bahuang Silent Killing!"

"My dragon-shaking seal has been completely mastered!"

"My Dragon Dragon Arhat Bright Pearl has been polished round and transparent."

At this moment, in Chen Feng's dantian, the bright bead of the dragon descending Arhat was spinning around, bursting with white light, illuminating the surroundings transparently!

"Now, under the Eight-Star King Wu, I have no opponents at all!"

A confident smile was outlined at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth: "After three days, it will be the time of the Zongmen Outer Courtyard! And today, it is the time to sign up!"

Chen Feng was full of expectations for the Zongmen Grand Tournament that came three days later.

Chen Feng went down from the roof, stripped off his clothes, and went to the courtyard next to the well. He splashed cold water on his body with a crash.

His complexion is fair, and the lines are not so hard, but it is full of explosive power, and the drop of water rolls down on it, making it even more masculine.

The shoulders are wide, the waist is thin and the legs are long, like the most perfect masterpiece of the creator.

Then, after eating the breakfast delivered by the handyman, Chen Feng walked slowly towards the square.

Now, Chen Feng has a considerable understanding of the structure of Wudong Academy.

Wudong Academy is generally divided into inner courtyard and outer courtyard, and outer courtyard is divided into lower courtyard, middle courtyard and upper courtyard.

Chen Feng and others naturally belong to the lower house. Each house has hundreds of people. The middle house and the upper house not only select talents from the lower house, but also directly recruit some powerful warriors from outside. They enter the upper house directly without passing through the lower house. There are a lot of people.

The inner court recruits once every three years, and everyone from the lower house to the upper house can participate in the selection contest every three years.

This is enough to ensure that at least every session has a chance to participate!

When Chen Feng came to the square, hundreds of people had already gathered here. In front of everyone, a table was built on the square with a table on it, and an elder was sitting behind it.

This place is the place to sign up. There are hundreds of people watching here, but few can go up to sign up.

Chen Feng stood in the crowd and walked forward slowly, and soon he knew the reason.

It turns out that the strength of the disciples in the lower house is generally much lower than that of the upper house in the middle house, and even if they win in the lower house, they will have no chance of winning in the future battles against the middle house and the upper house.

Except for those who are extremely strong and have great confidence in themselves, generally will not sign up.

Many people think that it is not too late to sign up when they come to the upper court.

By then, their strength will be enough to crush the lower court and the middle court!

This idea cannot be said wrong, but it is unrelenting.

When Chen Feng appeared in the crowd, it caused a commotion.

He can be regarded as a celebrity among the disciples of the lower court, but the reputation is not very good. They all looked at Chen Feng with disdain, with a joking look on their faces.

"Haha, did Chen Feng come to sign up for this waste?"

"I think he should just come to join in the fun? Even if people are ignorant and arrogant, they can't be arrogant to this degree. Just like him who only has a waste soul, he can only be regarded as a middle-lower in our lower house. Let alone compare with the strong from the middle court to the upper court!"

"Haha, I don't know, with this arrogance of waste, maybe something can be done! He might think he is number one in the world!"

They talked one after another, and their gazes at Chen Feng were full of mockery.

As if not feeling it, Chen Feng strode away from the crowd and walked slowly towards the place where he signed up.

Seeing Chen Feng's actions, everyone was even more shocked. Then, overwhelming ridicule came over like a tide.

Chen Feng walked to the front of the registration place. The elder in charge of registration, Chen Feng looked familiar.

Then he remembered that this elder was Zhou Changhai.

Zhou Changhai raised his eyebrows and glanced at Chen Feng. He was a little surprised: "You want to sign up too?"

Chen Feng nodded: "I want to sign up too."

Zhou Changhai looked indifferent, glanced at Chen Feng, then slowly shook his head and said, "Why are you doing this again?"

Chen Feng said firmly: "Elder, disciples must sign up."

"Okay, sign up for you." Zhou Chenghai shook his head impatiently, looked at Chen Feng and said, "Since you are seeking your own death, no one can save it!"

Seeing him write his name, Chen Feng was about to leave.

Just turning around, I saw an exclamation from the crowd: "Wei Wuji!"

"Ah? Wei Wuji is here? Is he going to sign up for this competition?"