"Is there anyone else who wants to smash the field?"
Ye Zifeng smiled slightly, scanning the audience, he raised his foot, and firmly stepped on Hong Quan's chest, making him unable to move, like a dead fish.
"Ah!" There was a scream.
Hong Quan's face was in great pain, his five fingers were clenched tightly, blood oozing from his fist.
As the strongest outer disciple, he was beaten into a pig's head.
The other people who were about to move took a step back almost subconsciously, not daring to go up to the stage to shout anything.
"With Master Liu's prudence, I am afraid that Hong Quan is not the only one who came to smash my field. So don't be polite, everyone will come to the stage! Anyway, there is still time left before the Lingwuzong incident begins. I, Ye Zifeng, will stay with you until the end !" The cold light in Ye Zifeng's eyes gradually became prominent.
In the audience, some people pretended to be panicked, but they were actually discussing in a low voice.
"This... what should we do now? Ye Zifeng took the initiative to ask us to smash his field?"
"Hey, this Hong Quan claims to be the strongest outer disciple, it's too useless, he can't even do things that consume Ye Zifeng's physical strength."
"What's worse is that Ye Zifeng didn't kill Hong Quan, so we can't take advantage of it and sue him for killing!"
You know, from their point of view, Hong Quan, as the vanguard, even if he loses in the end, at the very least, will consume most of Ye Zifeng's energy.
However, in the process of defeating Hong Quan just now, Ye Zifeng didn't expend any energy. Under the detour, he just struck lightly, and the winner was decided.
In this way, who would dare to come up
Liu Zhenren's plan to consume Ye Zifeng's physical strength in a wheel battle has come to nothing!
Ye Zifeng glanced around the crowd, seeing the few people who were ready to move, he finally let go of his fists.
"Since there is no one who smashed the field, then..."
He smiled slightly: "Continue to start, the next one who wants to be an inner sect disciple, sign up!"
…
After a whole day, the outer disciples who were a little bit more courageous all fought with Ye Zifeng and signed a blood contract.
Relying on Ye Zifeng's aggressive recruitment in this martial arts arena, he not only completed the task, but also established himself as Ye Zhenren.
"Ye Zhenren, I was the first to sign the blood contract. You must choose me. Our whole family is counting on me to be the inner sect disciple and honor the ancestors."
"What do you choose him for, a poor man, choose me, Ye Zhenren, if you let me become an inner disciple, I will give you a big red envelope later!"
"Idiot! Can you tell me clearly about the red envelope? Isn't your brain so good? So Ye Zhenren, choose me."
Ye Zifeng watched all this with a smile, but did not give any clear answer.
"Everyone go back first, presumably tomorrow, I will discuss a result with the people of Lingwuzong and the master, and determine the final list of coming to Lingwuzong. So today, everyone will go back first and wait for the good news."
"Then... well, everyone, don't make it difficult for Ye Zhenren, let's get rid of it, let's get rid of it."
…
The crowd gradually dispersed, and gradually, only Ye Zifeng and the others were left in the huge arena.
"Ye Zifeng, there are 168 people who signed the blood contract. Among them, there are... 31 qualified martial arts students!" Han Yue's beautiful eyes sparkled, and she made a count according to the marks on Ye Zifeng's pamphlet.
"Well, very good... Counting some real people and masters who insist on participating in the Lingwuzong incident, we can recruit about twenty people here."
Ye Zifeng smiled lightly: "So this time, we have actually overfulfilled the task."
"That's great."
Hanyue and Yaohu looked at each other and smiled easily, feeling an indescribable comfort in their hearts.
Xuanmen sent a total of 30 people to Lingwuzong, and Ye Zifeng had just become a real person not long ago, no matter in terms of prestige or connections, he was not as good as some old seniors, so the first time he appeared as a real person, he could It is really rare to recruit so many disciples.
"Overfulfilled the task? Are you kidding me?"
A bell-like voice sounded from Ye Zifeng's ears.
"oh?"
Ye Zifeng smiled slightly, and turned around: "Who am I? It turned out to be Mr. Gu, why did you stay, why don't you go with me, go to Tianshui Wine Pavilion, and taste the craftsmanship of the spiritual banquet over there?"
"No need."
Gu Niannu sneered slightly: "I'm here, naturally I have something serious to tell you. Let me ask you, what kind of people are you recruiting, all of them are outer disciples, and many of them are still thinking of spending money to buy their lives Come, even a person of this quality dare to ask me for 1,300 gold coins each?"
"No, Mr. Gu, you misunderstood."
Immediately, Yaohu explained to Gu Niannu about the matter of buying lives with money, and told him that the thirty-one people selected by Ye Zifeng had already been screened, and it can be confirmed that they did not belong to the situation of buying lives with money.
Gu Niannu didn't say yes or no, she still looked deeply at Ye Zifeng.
He had already guessed this point, and his main purpose was to lower the price.
Gu Niannu let out a sneer: "So what? Even if it's not rubbish that spends money to buy its life, how are other people better? For example, that Hong Quan is obviously a very good negative example. At the seventh level, you don't have the quality and strength that the seventh level should have! It's a joke to be defeated by you, a warrior at the sixth level!"
Ye Zifeng laughed and stared at the other party.
"It is precisely because their strength is limited and they are outer disciples that they only charge you 1,300 gold coins instead of other real people or disciples of the master. Think about it...just the comfort fee after death, you Can you afford it?"
"you!"
Gu Niannu's face changed slightly, and he frowned slightly: "What do you mean? Up to now, you are still discussing with me whether the mission is dangerous or not."
The divine light in Ye Zifeng's eyes gradually became severe.
"Mr. Gu, you are a sensible person. In fact, you also know that for this mission, ordinary martial arts students are basically useless. Thirty core elite disciples, do you think Xuanmen will really send them to Lingwuzong?" Do you want to be cannon fodder? It is precisely because of this that I got this opportunity to recruit outer disciples and send them to Lingwuzong. This is the embodiment of my value as a chess piece on the side of Xuanmen."
Even if Ye Zifeng and the disciples he recruited were all wiped out in the Lingwuzong incident, it would be a normal thing.
Therefore, no real person is willing to take up a drudgery like this.
"So that's it, you understand your situation very well." Gu Niannu looked at Ye Zifeng deeply with a sullen face.
A person who compares himself to a chess piece should obviously understand his position on the chessboard.
Ye Zifeng paused for a moment, still looking directly at Gu Niannu.
"In other words, Xuanmen intends to deal with the matter of Lingwuzong with the smallest loss. And you Lingwuzong also hope to exchange for more talents with the smallest price to make the mission a success, right?"
"... It can be understood in this way."
The corner of Ye Zifeng's mouth raised a slight smile.
"That's easy. We can also make a blood contract between the two of us. If I successfully complete the mission of Lingwuzong, then I will not return the 26,000 gold coins for the twenty people."
Gu Niannu paced back and forth a few steps, thinking about Ye Zifeng's proposal. If the fugitive is successfully captured, then the goal has indeed been achieved, and the matter of gold coins is not a problem at all.
"Okay, then, what if it fails?"
Ye Zifeng's expression gradually became solemn, and a cold light flickered in his eyes: "If I fail, no matter whether I live or die, all the magic weapon suits on my body will belong to you!"
"This..." Gu Niannu's expression was shocked, and his face changed slightly.
Ye Zifeng's Zidian suit, as well as the Ice Emperor Sword, are definitely not mortal items, they are priceless, but if they are converted into gold coins, they can be sold for 20,000 gold coins.
Who knows, if there are any other treasures in Ye Zifeng's illusion crystal ring, if added up, the total value exceeds 26,000 gold coins, there is no suspense.
Therefore, Gu Niannu obviously hesitated when he heard the other party say such desperate words.
"...I see. Okay, Ye Zifeng! I understand your awakening, and I can promise you."
For Gu Niannu, this is a win-win game for both sides, so he has no reason to refuse.
"Thank you!"
Ye Zifeng smiled and cupped his hands, bowing.
"Don't be too happy, Ye Zifeng, listen. Tomorrow night, after you discuss the final list with your master, I will take you to the Lingwu Sect's territory. At that time, someone will tell you the details of the fugitives. you!"
With her mind set, Gu Niannu immediately completed the signing of the blood contract with Ye Zifeng.
"Also, regarding the 26,000 gold coins, you can use my warrant to go to the Lingyu Inn and tell the second shopkeeper, someone will come out and exchange the gold coins for you."
"It seems that your status in the Spirit Martial Sect is probably not small. You can take out so many gold coins casually?" Ye Zifeng asked in bewilderment with a look of surprise on his expression.
Gu Niannu smiled slightly, but didn't answer anything.
Immediately, he took out a piece of paper from his bosom, swayed his spiritual energy, and it was completed in a short while, and handed it to Ye Zifeng.
"Here, here you are."
Ye Zifeng was stunned for a moment, with a complicated expression.
He wasn't sure whether the other party would be able to afford that much money. If he had known that the other party was so straightforward, he would have knocked twice as much gold coins back then.
"Ye Zifeng, what are you still thinking about?" Seeing that he didn't respond, Gu Niannu couldn't help asking.
But saw Ye Zifeng smiled in relief and came back to his senses.
"It's nothing, I understand. Talking about money is easy to hurt feelings. Tomorrow night, I will bring selected Xuanmen disciples and go to Lingwuzong with you!"
"That's good."
Gu Niannu smiled and nodded, "Then, I'll come back tomorrow night."
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"Ye Zifeng, you obviously don't even know who the fugitive is, why did you make a blood contract like this? You must be too impulsive." Han Yue frowned slightly and sighed deeply.
A look of worry also flashed in the beautiful eyes of the demon fox.
"Yeah, if you fail, it's like starting from scratch,"
Ye Zifeng looked at the two women indifferently, and smiled slightly: "It's okay, before Ghosting, he had already told me some news about Lingwuzong."
After a moment of silence.
The two girls changed color together.
"Ghost? Is she back?"
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