The buzz around him didn't affect Ye Feng at all. He sat quietly, closing his eyes and thinking.
"Brother Li, look at how confident this kid is. Is he just pretending?"
Not far from Ye Feng, three or four men surrounded a burly young man and asked with a hint of flattery.
"Xie Liguo, why don't you try it and you'll find out!"
The burly young man said nothing, but the other young man had a provocative tone.
"You have to go, I won't go!"
The person named Xie Liguo is not a fool, and he will not take the initiative to be the first.
"Looking at your potential, haven't you been talking about how powerful the Xie family is? I think you are just bragging. When you meet a little viscount, you become a coward!"
The man in turn taunted Xie Liguo.
"Jiang Xiaofeng, I don't know what you are thinking. You want me to go up and test it out. Why don't you go?"
The two of them said something to each other, and the burly man standing in the middle frowned.
"Jiang Xiaofeng, go up and try him!"
This burly man's surname is Li, and his name is Li Chengyang. He is very prestigious in the Persian country. He is a leader among the younger generation and has many vassals around him. Xie Liguo and Jiang Xiaofeng fall into this category.
"Now that Brother Li has spoken, I'm going to learn what's so special about this new Viscount!"
Jiang Xiaofeng did not dare to disobey Li Chengyang's instructions, because the Li family was inextricably linked to the Persian royal family. People in the Li family had married into the royal family in past generations and were considered to be members of the royal family.
After saying that, Jiang Xiaofeng walked out and walked towards Ye Feng. Many people stopped talking with expressions of watching the excitement.
"Jiang Xiaofeng, you have to be gentle, don't break our new viscount!"
Someone started cheering, and suddenly there was a series of loud laughter.
"Lord Viscount, I heard that you defeated Gladiator Dia. I admire you very much. Now I, Jiang Xiaofeng, challenge you. Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
Jiang Xiaofeng acted very calmly in response to the booing around him. He walked up to Ye Feng and challenged Ye Feng with a look of pride on his face.
"Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to challenge me? In terms of official title, I am higher than you. In terms of status, I am more noble than you. In my eyes, you are just trash. You said I would agree to fight with a trash." !"
Ye Feng sneered and looked at all the faces around him. These people just thought that they were gladiators, living at the bottom of society. They were just slaves. They defeated the Dia Gladiators before they won the honor of Viscount. Now they all hate them. You can't come up and step on yourself.
"What are you talking about? You actually called me trash. Do you know that my father is an earl? You actually insulted the descendant of an earl. You deserve to die!"
Jiang Xiaofeng became angry, pointed at Ye Feng, and roared.
"I've praised you for saying you're rubbish. But when someone says something to you, you come running over like a fool. Why do you say you're not rubbish?"
After Ye Feng finished speaking, he glanced at Li Chengyang not far away. Ye Feng could clearly hear the conversation between them just now.
"Okay, okay, let me, this rubbish, learn the strength of Lord Viscount today!"
Jiang Xiaofeng's whole body was filled with murderous intent, and his fists clenched loudly. He originally planned to challenge Ye Feng in an upright manner, but he did not expect to be ridiculed by the other party.
Li Chengyang's eyes changed in various ways, as if he was thinking about something.
As soon as Jiang Xiaofeng finished speaking, he swooped down towards Ye Feng and took action without caring where he was.
This Jiang Xiaofeng's strength is not weak, he actually has the strength of the middle stage of Tianwu Realm, and the terrifying Zhen Yuan suppresses Ye Feng.
Ye Feng still sat where he was, with no intention of taking action. Since everyone thought he had no real energy, they just pretended to the end.
A beam of light burst out from Ye Feng's eyes, like two sharp swords, piercing Jiang Xiaofeng's body. The thick soul power was like mercury, covering a distance of dozens of meters in radius.
"ah!"
Just as Jiang Xiaofeng jumped into the air, his body was still in mid-air when he suddenly let out a shrill scream, and then his body fell from the air and landed in front of Ye Feng.
"Ah!"
Jiang Xiaofeng covered his head, and a heartbreaking scream came from his mouth. His hands were not scratching on his face, but soon, blood stains appeared on his originally handsome face.
"What's going on? Why did Jiang Xiaofeng fall down and feel so painful? What kind of magic did he cast?"
Many people were secretly shocked and didn't understand at all. Ye Feng just glanced at Jiang Xiaofeng, who fell from the air and was in great pain. It felt even worse than killing him.
Li Chengyang's eyes narrowed, and he seemed to understand some of the tricks. After all, he was a half-step Immortal Martial Realm existence with powerful soul power. He just felt a wave of soul power.
Many people around him still had their mouths opened in disbelief, and the smiles on their faces solidified little by little. They looked at Ye Feng again with a hint of fear.
Because many people think that their strength is not as good as Jiang Xiaofeng, even if they are slightly stronger than Jiang Xiaofeng, they dare not look at Ye Feng at this time.
"What happened? Why is it so noisy?"
At this moment, a loud shout appeared, because in this area, everyone surrounded Ye Feng in the middle, and people outside could not see what was happening inside.
"The Imperial Preceptor has arrived. See the Imperial Preceptor!"
When all the young people heard this shout, they quickly turned around and saluted the old man.
"What's wrong with Jiang Xiaofeng? Why is he lying on the ground wailing!"
Being able to sit on the position of National Preceptor is not something that ordinary people can achieve. It is almost said that one person is less than ten thousand people. Every Xiaoxiang Garden Conference is personally presided over by the National Preceptor to select outstanding talents.
"For the record, Your Majesty the Imperial Master, Jiang Xiaofeng was injured by the newly promoted Viscount Ye Feng. I think this Ye Feng harbored evil intentions and injured Jiang Xiaofeng when they disagreed with each other. He should be expelled from this place!"
Someone began to file a complaint, saying that Jiang Xiaofeng was injured by Ye Feng, and then people around him began to agree, saying that Ye Feng was cruel and inhumane. Jiang Xiaofeng only said a few words before he injured Jiang Xiaofeng.
The ability of this group of people to confuse right and wrong is really strong, and they speak eloquently, just short of giving Ye Feng the title of a devil.
Regarding all this, Ye Feng did not defend or speak, and sat quietly where he was.
The Imperial Master looked at Ye Feng and found that Ye Feng was still sitting where he was. He did not stand up to salute when he arrived. He was a little unhappy. However, he was a newly promoted Viscount and was conferred the title by the Emperor himself. Although the Imperial Master's status was higher than that of Ye Feng A lot, but at least some face must be given to the emperor.
"Ye Feng, what he said is true!"
The Imperial Master's expression dropped and he asked Ye Feng.
"Yes, I was the one injured!"
Ye Feng answered simply.
The Imperial Master was stunned. He thought that Ye Feng would explain it, and that the big deal would be trivial and the trivial matter would be nothing. He didn't expect Ye Feng to be so direct and not shy at all.
"Then do you know that if you injure a noble disciple in Xiaoxiang Garden, you will be punished!"
The Imperial Master had a tone of blame.
"Then I dare to ask the Imperial Master, what should I do if a noble disciple provokes the Viscount in Xiaoxiang Garden? In terms of status, I am superior to Jiang Xiaofeng. If he provokes me in public and gives me an appropriate punishment, is there any problem?"
Ye Feng had a smile on his face, but it gave people a creepy feeling. There were too many things behind this smile.
The Imperial Master looked at the others and found that some people did not dare to look him in the eyes and had made vague guesses about what was going on.
"The princess is here!"
Not long after Ye Feng finished speaking, a team walked in from outside the bamboo forest, and it was the Persian princess.
"Everyone, cheer me up and welcome the princess with me!"
In the Persian country, the status of the Persian princess is second only to the emperor. Even the imperial master respects her very much and leads everyone to welcome the princess.
"Haier meets the Imperial Master!"
The Persian princess changed into a light blue dress today, with long golden hair, azure eyes, long eyelashes, charming dimples, and a small cherry mouth. Many men present were so obsessed that they even forgot to blink. His eyes were fixed on the princess motionlessly, and even worse, he actually drooled.
Seeing the appearance of each pig brother, a trace of anger flashed on the Persian princess's face. She glanced at the crowd and found that only a few people had good concentration, but they could not hide the possessiveness deep in their eyes. Only one person had clear eyes. There is no lustful light.
Hai'er nodded towards Ye Feng and smiled. Hai'er seemed very happy to see Ye Feng coming.
All this was seen by Li Chengyang, and a potential murderous intention appeared instantly.
Li Chengyang has been pursuing the Persian princess for three full years. He is the most loyal suitor and even made a bold statement that he will never marry anyone other than a Persian princess in this life.
Normally, the Persian princess would not be seen actively nodding to anyone, and would not even look at anyone. Today, she actually smiled at Ye Feng, which made Li Chengyang's heart twist. Standing here, she actually thought that she was... He didn't see it, but nodded towards an ant-like gladiator.
Ye Feng also nodded as a courtesy.
"National Master, can we start the Xiaoxiang Garden Conference?"
The group of people took their seats, with the princess sitting at the highest position.
The Xiaoxiang Garden Conference is held once every three years. During the last conference, the Persian princess was only sixteen years old. It was at that time that after Li Chengyang met the Persian princess, he got out of hand and pursued her for three full years.
"It's time to begin!"
The Imperial Master said something, then walked to the field and looked at the people below. There were more than twenty people attending the Xiaoxiang Garden Conference this time, all of whom were outstanding figures of the younger generation of Persia.
"The rules are still the same as in the past. The first level is the art of war. The so-called art of war is also the trick. Only those who are proficient in the art of war can lead the troops to fight."
The national advisor gave a brief introduction. Although the Persians rarely conscripted troops, it did not mean that they did not know how to lead troops.
A comfortable life requires strong strength to support it. The Persian army is very powerful, so it can always occupy this place, otherwise it would have been cannibalized long ago.
"Now we are divided into ten groups. Each group selects its opponents and conducts sand table deduction. The winning party will advance to the next level. The losing party should not be discouraged. They can also enter the next round. We will calculate the final result uniformly. Absolutely I won’t cheat!”
After the Imperial Preceptor finished speaking, a dedicated person rolled over ten huge sand tables for military exercises. Each sand table was covered with various terrains and even many troops. (To be continued)