On the battlefield, the cold man looked arrogant, and there was a domineering arrogance flowing between his eyebrows.
As if everyone present, he didn't pay attention to it.
This is Nangong Yu, a man with thousands of auras.
"His identity is not only the nephew of Young Master Nangong, but also the genius of'Sea God Wufu'."
In the words, Tian Weihua showed a sense of awe.
"Sea God Wufu? Where is that place?"
Qiu Baifeng was very curious.
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"Let's put it this way, being able to enter the Sea God Martial Mansion is the wish of every Sea God cultivator. However, Nangong Yu is the best in the Sea God Martial Mansion. What do you think of his strength?"
Tian Weihua asked everyone back.
Haishen Wufu was founded by the Nangong clan 18,000 years ago, and it is known as the first martial arts college of the Haishen clan.
The conditions for entering the Sea God Martial Mansion were even more demanding, and only the top geniuses were selected.
There is a stipulation that if you want to enter the Martial Mansion, you must reach the zhenqi period before the age of twelve, which can be called abnormal.
And Nangong Yu was a genius in Wufu, no wonder he was so arrogant.
"There is no one who can fight, which really disappoints me."
Nangongyu stood on the high platform, his eyes squinting, looking around the crowd on the square.
The people around him also bowed their heads, not daring to meet Nangong Yu's gaze, for fear that he would be selected as the next training opponent.
"Huh? Isn't that Tian Shusheng?"
Just as the atmosphere was embarrassing, someone suddenly noticed Tian Weihua and his party.
"It's Shusheng Tian, is this guy recommending talents again?"
"Haha, the talent recommended by this guy last time was beaten to death by Young Master Yu, is he really not giving up?"
"The lowly vassal tribes also want to rely on this method to make merit, want to stand up?"
…
Soon, Tian Weihua became the focus of everyone's ridicule.
The Tian family is a vassal group of the Nangong clan.
In addition, Tian Weihua is white and clean, with fine skin and tender flesh, and has a somewhat refined manner in words and deeds, so he is dubbed "Tian Shusheng" by everyone.
The so-called useless is a scholar.
Among the sea clan, the scholar is a symbol of waste.
Tian Weihua's main task is to recruit talents for the young master of Nangong.
Not long ago, he recommended one person, but he was scrapped by Nangong Yu's few tricks, and he didn't even see the face of Nangong Young Master.
This matter quickly spread, and Tian Weihua became a laughingstock.
Therefore, he just brought Qin Feng to come here. It can not be said that he has no selfishness. He also wants to use Qin Feng's hand to find a little face for himself.
However, he didn't talk to Qin Fengming at first, probably because he was afraid that Qin Feng would not agree.
"Crap nerd, wasn't it embarrassing enough last time? This time I brought a Tier 5 True Qi trash over?"
On the martial arts stage, Nangong Yu laughed, with a playful attitude.
When he opened his mouth, the surrounding crowd burst into laughter, and the scene immediately became hot.
In those countless mocking eyes, Tian Weihua and Qin Feng seemed to have become clowns in the spotlight, treated as jokes.
"Tian Shusheng, don't insult yourself!"
"get out!"
"Our water country does not welcome lowly vassal groups!"
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The disciples of the main clan of Nangong laughed loudly, and each sentence was harsh.
"It's really as cheap as a dog!"
Tian Weihua clenched his fists, shaking with anger.
In the eyes of the disciples of the main clan, these vassal groups are like dogs, perhaps even worse than dogs.
"This is the younger generation of the Nangong family?"
Qin Feng glanced at Tian Weihua, looking disappointed.
"Hehe, they... the assholes of Nangong's family."
Tian Weihua sneered.
"What? Who do you say is the asshole? Dog minion, I think you are tired of living, right?"
Many people in the crowd became angry from embarrassment.
Tian Weihua was right. The young disciples in front of him were indeed not considered the elites of the Nangong family, but only middle and low-level.
However, the Nangong family's bloodline is delicate, which also makes many young disciples who have not practiced their skills, but their tempers are extremely hot.
Tian Weihua stabbed this group of people with a casual sentence. What's the point of this mentality
"Dog minion, you have a hard waist now? Even we dare to provoke?"
"Looking at it like this, there must be something extraordinary about the person Tian Shusheng brought here, otherwise, how dare to choke with us?"
As soon as this remark came out, almost all eyes were on Qin Feng's body.
Faced with such pressure, changing someone else might have made his legs weak in fright a long time ago, but Qin Feng's face was expressionless, his eyes were extremely cold, and Taishan collapsed without changing his face.
"An aura of waste, also want to enter our Nangong house?"
Suddenly, a burly and tall young man sneered disdainfully and walked out of the crowd.
"Master Yu, please give the villain a chance, let the villain teach this reckless kid, and tell him what is the strength of the Nangong clan."
The tall young man bowed his fists and asked Nangong Yu for instructions.
This person is named Nangong Lei, with strong energy and blood, and a solid foundation. His cultivation has reached the pinnacle of stealing life, and among this group of people, he is considered the best.
If it weren't for Nangongyu's presence today, he might be able to win the next two games.
"Go, don't embarrass the Nangong family."
Nangong Yu carried her hands on her back and nodded faintly.
With Nangong Yu's approval, Nangong Lei's eyes suddenly beamed, staring at Qin Feng's eyes as if staring at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
"Boy, come on stage!"
Nangong Lei stepped into the fighting arena and hooked his finger towards Qin Feng.
Upon seeing this, Tian Weihua and Qiu Baifeng frowned. This provocative gesture made people very uncomfortable.
"Since you want to play, I will accompany you to play with you. It just so happens that I can see the strength of the younger generation of the Nangong family."
Qin Feng glanced lightly at the other party.
"Brother Qin, be careful, this Nangong Lei is full of energy and blood, so powerful, don't be caught by him, otherwise it will be very troublesome."
Tian Weihua reminded in a low voice.
Qin Feng nodded and smiled, but didn't say much, and walked straight into the fighting arena.
"Hey, this rubbish will be torn apart by Nangong Lei."
Seeing this scene, the disciples around also showed a gloating expression.
"It's commendable courage to dare to play in the fifth rank of true energy."
Nangong Lei's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a powerful force of qi and blood bulging in his body.
Booming...
The entire battlefield seemed to be shattered by this momentum.
In contrast, Qin Feng was extremely calm, he carried his hands on his back, and he didn't even urge his true energy.
"Do you look down on people?"
Anger appeared in Nangong Lei's eyes, and the whole person rushed out violently like a bull.
"Iron Arm Skill!"
Nangong Lei flicked his arms, like two iron chains, and slapped Qin Feng fiercely. Previous chapter chapter list Next chapter Warm reminder: arrow keys left and right (← →) to scroll back and forth, up and down (↑ ↓) to scroll up and down, enter key: return to list.