World Wide Martial Art

Jing Yuxuan nodded, then turned to look angry and cursed: "There is actually an assassin lurking among us. Death is really an advantage for him. Otherwise, if we take him back, we will definitely be able to find out the mastermind behind the scenes. Situ"

Ye Feng looked at them calmly and said: "What's the use of talking about this now? He has been hiding among you for more than a day or two, but you don't know it at all. From this point of view, there must be many like this in the royal family. If I were you, I would go back quickly..."

"Why?" Jing Yuxuan asked, scratching his head.

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head: "If something like this happens, there must be some cleaning within the royal family. If you go back and report it as soon as possible, you can not only clear yourself of suspicion, but also earn a lot of merit. Isn't it better than signing up here? Registration is much more useful.”

Although Jing Yuxuan was rough and domineering, he had a certain appetite for Ye Feng, so Ye Feng couldn't help but make a few pointers.

Sure enough, after understanding what he meant, Jing Yuxuan hugged Ye Feng happily, and after explaining a few words to the other people, he threw the one million spirit stone bag he had bet to Ye Feng, and then walked away quickly. go.

As for Ye Feng, after showing such strength, there is obviously no question of whether he can pass the registration...

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In the capital, in a tall and majestic mansion.

This mansion is the famous Prince Han's Mansion.

At this moment, in a small side hall of the mansion, with dim lights lit, three warriors were plotting intensively.

If Ye Feng were here, he would find that he knew all three of them and had suffered at his hands.

They are Mo Yixiao, Tie Hualong and Situ Ba.

"I just received the news that Ye Feng has signed up to participate in the military selection of the Four National Congresses..."

Tie Hualong, whose face was very pale, was hunched over. He had his Dantian destroyed by Ye Feng, and he suffered the most among the three.

It's just that Mo Yixiao, the little prince of Prince Han's palace, has no resentment against Ye Feng, and will never be as angry as Tiehualong.

Last time at the entrance of the Inscription Union, he was beaten violently by Ye Feng in public, which was very humiliating. During this period, he had been hiding in the palace without going out. Firstly, he was recovering from his injuries, and secondly, he felt ashamed to see others.

"He is looking for death." Mo Yixiao said with a gloomy face, "I heard that he has become an elite in the martial arts. In the martial arts, it is basically impossible to attack him, but if he gets on this challenge stage, it will be a different matter. Don't talk about it."

When the Four Nations meet for martial arts, the entire powerful country, including the royal family, the martial arts government, and many other powerful countries will send their most outstanding and powerful warriors to participate in the selection. Ye Feng's status as an elite in the martial arts government cannot protect him.

A fair and just challenge must be accepted.

"As long as Ye Feng can make a fool of himself, even if it means losing face, it's good to vent his bad breath." Situ Ba said.

"It's best to destroy his Dantian and let him never get ahead."

"I have already said hello to my elder brother. When I meet Ye Feng, he will definitely avenge me." Tie Hualong's face was gloomy. Although he had lost his cultivation, his eyes were more fierce than before.

His eldest brother Tie Changkong is one of the most powerful third-level students in the Wu Mansion. His cultivation has reached the late seventh level of Xiantian. It is said that he is very likely to be released into the army and obtain the title of commander.

The army has always been the domain of the royal family, and Mo Yixiao's father, Prince Han, was confronting the Northern Han Empire on the border.

In order to hold on to this thigh, the Tie family has always been very close to Prince Han's palace.

"Your eldest brother hasn't left Wu Mansion yet, and he will definitely be suppressed by Ye Feng in terms of identity, so if he really encounters Ye Feng, he may not kill him."

When he thought of the last time he was humiliated, Mo Yi Xiao Junyi's face began to tremble, and a ball of anger was suppressed in his chest, which he could not swallow or spit out.

"This prince will ask Mo Qingfeng, the first genius of the royal family, to take action tomorrow. With his help, everything will be safe."

Mo Qingfeng is known as a great genius that the royal family has only encountered in hundreds of years. Although he is only at the fifth level of innateness, he can easily defeat warriors at the seventh or eighth level. There are even rumors that this person is highly valued by His Majesty the King, who bestowed upon him some time ago. A powerful spiritual weapon of the Mysterious Level.

And there are rumors that he has successfully condensed the seeds of sword intent.

This is something that has been difficult for anyone in the powerful Western Tang Dynasty to do for decades.

"Of course there will be no problem if Mo Qingfeng takes action, but Mo Qingfeng is arrogant. Prince Xiao, will he agree to destroy Ye Feng for us?"

After Tie Hualong pondered for a moment, he asked worriedly.

"You have to give it a try, otherwise I won't give in." Mo Yixiao gritted his teeth and suddenly said with a sinister smile, "Actually, I have a better candidate in my mind. Hualong, Situ. "Do you remember what happened in Liuyuan last year?"

"Who is it?" Situ Ba raised his head curiously and asked.

Tie Hualong's eyes lit up and he made a gesture and said, "Could it be...that one?"

"Yes, it's him..." Mo Yixiao said excitedly.

"It would be the best if he takes action." Tie Hualong nodded slightly excitedly, "Well... Prince Yixiao, there is really room for maneuver in this matter. I will go there immediately after I go back." arrange……"

"Who are you talking about?" Situ Ba was confused.

Mo Yixiao whispered three words in his ear. A moment later, Situ Ba also showed an expression as if he had realized something. Then the three of them laughed sinisterly, as if they saw Ye Feng kowtow on the ring and beg for mercy, and then was A ruined scene...

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Two days later.

When Ye Feng walked out of his residence, Han Chong was already waiting outside. With him were the third prince of Tianyuan County and more than ten warriors.

The news that he signed up to participate in the martial arts competition of the Four Kingdoms has spread like the wind, and some warriors from Tianyuan County who have no grievances against him have come to cheer him up.

Among them are many veteran students from the inner and outer colleges.

After all, everyone comes from the same county. The stronger and more stable Ye Feng's position is, the greater the benefits the entire group can gain. Nowadays, the warriors of Tianyuan Commandery feel very proud when walking in the martial mansion.

Not to mention the old enemy of Yinlong Commandery, when Wu Tingrong and the others meet the people of Tianyuan Commandery, they are like a mouse meeting a cat, they must take a detour from a distance.

Even for several counties that were far more powerful than Yinlong and Tianyuan, their subordinate warriors had to show courtesy when they saw them.

Everything was because Ye Feng was willing to come forward to support them.

On the contrary, another elite, Hua Tiancheng, had never shown his face from head to toe, causing his prestige in Tianyuan County to plummet.

"Ye Feng, are you ready? The selection will start in an hour."

The third prince Huo Zhenkang seemed particularly excited.

If Ye Feng can successfully become one of the members of the Four Kingdoms, there is no doubt that the reputation of Tianyuan County will become even more famous. By then, they will have both face and dignity, which will naturally bring many benefits to them.

Moreover, the third prince couldn't wait to tell everyone in Wu Mansion that Ye Feng was his brother-in-law-to-be.

Of course, in front of Ye Feng, he didn't dare to talk nonsense...