Yangzhou City, Tianfu Street, at this time, many martial arts cultivators gathered in a large courtyard, making it noisy.
"There are six people. Including Qiu Lan, there are only eight people missing from the last person. Damn it, these guys are so powerful. We must fight for the eighth spot." Among the crowd, a young man looked dead. Staring straight ahead, he whispered.
"Are you dreaming? The eighth spot has been confirmed. He is at the ninth level of Feng Qian Qi Martial Realm. He is much better than many family members. He didn't fight for it just now. He was just disdainful. Because in his opinion, this is the last One spot must belong to him, are you even more powerful than Feng Qian?"
Someone next to him hit him unceremoniously.
"Hateful." When the man heard the word "Feng Qian", his expression suddenly changed, and he became extremely depressed. It seemed that he had no part in the Yangzhou city martial arts competition convened by the city lord.
It turns out that news came out from Yangzhou City that the city lord's palace will hold the Yangzhou City Martial Arts Competition again, but this time in addition to the four major families, disciples from other small families and even outstanding young martial arts cultivators without families can also participate. However, their total There are only eight spots available.
Similarly, the four major families of the city owner, the Nalan family, the Gu family, the Lin family, and the Wen family, also have eight quotas each. The forty selected quotas represent the best young generation in Yangzhou City, which is an honor. With so much attention, who wouldn’t want to be the center of attention
Unfortunately, the City Lord's Mansion and other four major families have already determined thirty-two places. The other people in Yangzhou City can only compete for one of the eight places given to Qiu Lan by the City Lord's Mansion. As for Qiu Lan, let them speak based on their strength, and At this time, seven people have been selected, and only the last spot is left to fight for, but even this last spot has basically been determined and sealed.
Feng Qian was wearing blue clothes, tall and thin, with unruly eyes.
At this time, I saw him folding his hands on his chest, walking to the front of the crowd, and said indifferently: "This last spot is mine."
The crowd secretly hated Feng Qian when they saw his arrogant posture, and wanted to go up and compete with Feng Qian. However, thinking of the opponent's strength, they could only sigh in their hearts. It seemed that they could only be spectators for once.
Feng Qian glanced at the hundreds of people in front of him, with disdain in his eyes.
"A bunch of trash, you don't even have the courage to fight. Since you don't dare to fight, I'll go in." Feng Qian sneered, and then he was about to walk towards the big butt in front. Seven people were already sitting there among the big butt. It was Qiu Lan and the six selected people.
"This guy is indeed as arrogant as the rumors say. It is said that he is also extremely vicious. Anyone who dares to challenge him will definitely suffer disastrous consequences if defeated and become a useless person." The crowd was thinking secretly. Although they were extremely angry at Feng Qian's words, they did not He is also famous in Yangzhou City for his ruthless tactics when people dare to talk. In addition, few people in the Lingwu realm can control him, which makes him even more arrogant.
The angry crowd could only watch Feng Qian step by step towards the big butt.
"Wait." A not very loud voice suddenly sounded, which was particularly clear in the quiet courtyard. A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the crowd, and they turned their eyes, and then they saw a young man walking out of the crowd.
The young man is wearing white clothes. Although not luxurious, he is clean and tidy. He carries a long sword on his back and has a well-proportioned figure. What is even more amazing is his eyes, which are clear and clean, but also give people a deep and vast feeling. Those smart eyes His clear eyes still have a color that is consistent with his age.
Seeing this man, many young people who consider themselves outstanding feel a little ashamed of themselves.
The young man who appeared was none other than Lin Feng after changing. After just a little inquiry, he knew what was going on here and came straight here. It seemed that he came just in time.
Feng Qian looked at Lin Feng, his hands still folded in front of his chest, his eyes looking up and down, as if he was sneering or mocking.
"You want me to wait?"
"Yes." Lin Feng seemed to be unable to understand Feng Qian's eyes and nodded lightly.
With the corners of his mouth slightly raised, Feng Qian looked at the young man who was one or two years younger than himself with pity, and said with a smile: "Do you know the consequences of making me wait?"
Lin Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. In a world where martial arts are respected, do people who claim to have outstanding talents like to pretend/*
Lifting his steps, Lin Feng walked towards Feng Qian. This scene made the crowd shudder. This guy must be crazy. He is only about sixteen years old. Even the children of those big families have not practiced at most. How can he compete with Feng Qian if he is at the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Martial Realm
At this age, if you want to compete with Feng Qian, only the most talented people from the four major families in Yangzhou City can do it, and they obviously don't think Lin Feng can do it.
"It seems that you also want to get into that big butt. I really don't know whether to admire your courage or call you stupid. Since you want to fight, then I will destroy your cultivation." Feng Qian saw Lin Feng unexpectedly. Challenging his majesty, he was condescending, as if he was overlooking Lin Feng from a high place.
"Keng!"
With a soft moan, an icy cold light flashed past, and then there was only a muffled groan, and Feng Qian's body slid on the ground, directly to a hundred meters away.
A mouthful of blood arrows spit out from Feng Qian's mouth, and he coughed violently several times. Feng Qian knelt down on one knee, with blood still spitting out from his mouth and dripping to the ground.
The sword light flickered again, the cold light disappeared, and the long sword returned to Lin Feng's scabbard.
The crowd's pupils opened wide and their hearts trembled. Lin Feng, could Feng Qian be blown away with one sword
"So powerful." Everyone's hearts trembled. He was only about sixteen years old, but Feng Qian, who was at the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm, couldn't even catch one of his moves. Moreover, Lin Feng was merciful and just slapped him with his sword. Otherwise, With one swing of the sword, Feng Qian was already dead.
"You talk too much nonsense." Lin Feng said indifferently without even looking at Feng Qian, with his back turned to him, and then he raised his steps again and walked towards the big butt.
Perhaps in his eyes, he didn't even care about Feng Qian. Feng Qian didn't even have the qualifications to let him take another look.
Looking at Lin Feng's back, countless thoughts flashed through Feng Qian's mind.
You are too much of a waste! These are the words Lin Feng gave him.
The journey of martial arts is to go against the will of heaven, increase longevity, turn the world upside down, and even take over the fortunes of heaven and earth. How much perseverance and tenacity are required. But he is only at the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm, a frog in the well, but he is arrogant and arrogant. Sword, no injustice.
Struggling to stand up, Feng Qian bowed deeply to Lin Feng's back, not in awe of Lin Feng, but just grateful to Lin Feng for releasing the dusty shackles of martial arts.
This scene puzzled countless people, but some people's eyes flickered as if they had thought of something.
However, Lin Feng didn't see this scene. It would be better if he was among the big buttocks. Suddenly all the eyes of the seven people inside fell on him, especially Qiu Lan, who was sitting in the first place. She had met Lin Feng once in Tingfeng Restaurant, so she naturally knew Lin Feng's Qiu Lan also knew something about Lin Feng's experience in the Lin family.
"I need a quota to participate in this martial arts competition." Lin Feng's eyes fell on Qiu Lan, his voice was calm, but there was a sense of determination. He must participate in this battle.
"Bold." The palm of the person sitting under Qiu Lan slapped the table in front of him, causing the wooden table to explode suddenly.
"Who are you? You dare to talk to Qiu Lan like this." This person's name is Wu Xiao. He has always had some fantasy about the beautiful and talented Qiu Lan, and he is also very strong. He is at the ninth level of the Qi Martial Realm, not Feng Qian. Comparable.
In his opinion, Lin Feng defeated Feng Qian with one move, and he could do it even when Feng Qian wasn't paying attention. At this time, he wanted to give Lin Feng a blow, show his strength and majesty, and make Qiu Lan value him more. .
Lin Feng glanced at Wu Xiao and walked towards Wu Xiao, which made Wu Xiao stand up, his aura blooming, and he was ready to fight.
The dazzling white sword light flashed again, hurting people's eyes. Wu Xiao didn't even react, so he screamed and covered his wrist.
Quickly, after entering the Lingwu realm, Lin Feng's casual sword strikes were much faster than before, and they were more accurate.
Stretching out his hand, Lin Feng grabbed Wu Xiao's neck, then lifted him up and moved him towards the outside of his big buttocks.
"What's the point of asking him to participate in a martial arts competition with this kind of trash?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng kicked out and Wu Xiao's body flew out, then fell heavily in front of the crowd in the square.
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