Nie Qingwu defeated Sun Ying of Taiyi Sect and entered the semi-finals.
Yue Zhuoqun's eyes nearly popped out of his head. He had great confidence in his disciple Sun Ying's illusion technique, but he never expected that Nie Qingwu could easily break the illusion technique under Ye Feng's guidance.
In the local group competition, all the Taiyi Sect disciples were eliminated, and Yue Zhuoqun felt very angry.
With a sarcastic look on his face, he said in a sarcastic tone, "Mr. Du, your government still has such a talent. A golden phoenix has flown out of this chicken coop. Mr. Du must have put in a lot of effort for this ancient martial arts competition."
Hearing the jealousy and sarcasm in Yue Zhuoqun's words, Du Zhong didn't care. There was no need to argue with Yue Zhuoqun.
Du Zhong was very observant. He noticed that when Nie Qingwu lost in the competition, he looked at Ye Feng with doubt.
Ye Feng also looked at Nie Qingwu with a serious expression, and the two seemed to be communicating with their eyes. Then Nie Qingwu closed his eyes and unexpectedly broke Sun Ying's illusion.
He was sure that the exchange between Nie Qingwu and Ye Feng was not just a simple eye contact. It was Ye Feng who helped Nie Qingwu. Ye Feng's telekinesis had reached the level of perfection. Not only could he attack others, he could also transmit sound over thousands of miles. This kid was really unfathomable.
He said to Yue Zhuoqun calmly: "This is not my credit. It is the result of their own hard work. If you want to praise them, you should praise them. It has nothing to do with an old man like me."
Although he was talking to Yue Zhuoqun, Du Zhong smiled and nodded to Ye Feng, as if to say that this was your achievement and I, an old man, cannot take credit for it.
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Mr. Du is right. It depends on their own efforts. However, they also have to be promising. In that case, they will understand when you point them out. It's not like some people. No matter how much you teach them, it's useless. Wild chickens will always be wild chickens and can never become golden phoenixes."
Hearing Ye Feng mocking his disciples as pheasants, saying that no matter how much they were taught, they would never become golden phoenixes, Yue Zhuoqun was so angry that he almost exploded, but he could do nothing. All his disciples were eliminated, and he had no face to argue with Ye Feng. He looked at the arena with a sullen face, pretending not to understand Ye Feng's ridicule.
Du Zhong smiled secretly in his heart, only Ye Feng could make Yue Zhuoqun obedient.
Du Zhong smiled meaningfully and said, "I am very happy that Nie Qingwu can participate in the semi-finals. It has exceeded my expectations. Of course, I hope she can enter the finals, but the disciples of your Yihua Palace are all so strong. I think it will be difficult for Nie Qingwu to enter the finals."
This Mr. Du was clearly trying to test Ye Feng's intentions. Ye Feng smiled and said, "Ancient Martial Arts Competition, since it is a competition, there will be suspense. This is the charm of competitive games. There is no agreed-upon outcome. No one knows whether she can enter the finals."
You are really tight-lipped. Anyway, she is just your girlfriend and has nothing to do with me.
There was a sly smile in Du Zhong's face: "No matter who wins or loses, someone should care more than me."
The first semi-final of the prefectural-level group began. Lan Ling'er and Jiang Yuxin walked onto the stage hand in hand, chatting and laughing.
The two of them were chatting as if no one was around. When they talked about something that interested them, they all looked in Ye Feng's direction and laughed so hard that they fell over. The topic was obviously related to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng shook his head helplessly. These two girls didn't come here to compete, they just came here to have fun.
Jiang Yixue quietly pulled the corner of Ye Feng's clothes: "They are laughing at you. These two girls are so crazy in the arena in public."
The sound of war drums was deafening. Elder Lu also shouted twice to start the competition. However, the two beauties were not disturbed and were chatting happily.
Elder Lu strode onto the stage and shouted, "What are you two doing here? It's time for a duel, be serious."
"Who are you? What are you arguing about? I know the game has started, it's none of your business."
Lan Ling'er's face turned cold, and Sanbaoer crawled out of her sleeves, buzzing its wings.
Having seen how powerful the venom of the three-colored scorpion was, Elder Lu was caught off guard and was so scared that he kept backing away, fearing that he would be stung by the scorpion. He looked towards Ye Feng for help.
Ye Feng tried hard to hold back his laughter, and sent a thought: "Two sisters, this is an ancient martial arts competition. If you want to chat, let's go back to the hotel tonight. Can we just compete now?"
Ye Feng's voice appeared in the two people's minds. They looked at each other in surprise. They were no longer surprised. Knowing that Ye Feng was transmitting sound through his mind, they pouted their lips and glared at him unconvincedly.
"Brother Ye asked us to fight."
"Put the Sanbao away. It's too scary."
"It knows you are my good sister and will not attack you."
Jiang Yuxin blinked mischievously: "We are good sisters, we don't fight. This game is not fun at all. I don't want to play anymore. I admit defeat in this game."
After saying that, she jumped off the stage, proudly carried the Star Staff on her shoulder, and looked at Ye Feng who was helpless.
Lan Ling'er burst out laughing: "I wanted to jump off the stage first, but you got there first. You win."
"Haha, I know what you want to do. The important task of the local group finals is left to you."
Elder Lu who was standing next to them stared at the two of them in a daze, feeling angry. Such a good game was messed up by them. It was so disrespectful to the game. Taiyi Sect had put a lot of effort into hosting this ancient martial arts competition, but it was treated as a joke by two girls.
Since someone jumped off the stage first and gave up, he had to declare Lan Ling'er, who was standing on the stage, the winner.
Yue Zhuoqun said with a gloomy face: "Why did you jump off the stage by yourself? Sect Master Ye, the disciples of your Yihua Palace are too careless."
Ye Feng disagreed and defended Jiang Yuxin: "Giving up and letting your teammates win is such a noble act of courtesy. I think the disciples of our Yihua Palace are not lax, but highly conscious and do not fight for fame and fortune. They deserve praise."
Yue Zhuoqun was speechless. Taoist Chongxu beside him spoke for him and said with a hypocritical smile: "What Ye Zong said is a bit biased. We are competing. We should talk about the spirit of competition. Without this spirit of competition, what is the point of the competition?"
Two dogs are biting me together. Ye Feng laughed contemptuously and said, "I mean that fellow disciples should be courteous to each other. Two sect leaders, your disciples have never been on the ring, let alone met with their fellow disciples on the same ring. You won't understand."
Ye Feng meant that both Taiyi Sect and Shangqing Sect were eliminated and had no right to make irresponsible remarks. Yue Zhuoqun and Taoist Chongxu were immediately silent, thinking that it was their own disciples' fault for not living up to expectations.
Jiang Yixue came to her sister and twisted her arm: "What are you trying to do, girl?"
Jiang Yuxin pouted and said to her sister: "I don't want to play anymore. I'm tired. I want to withdraw from the competition."
(End of this chapter)