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Volume 2: Across the World Chapter 135: Dare to be angry but dare not speak

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    "Brother Ye, I, Tiehu, also want to join the war!" Chi Tiehu also shouted.

    Ye Feng glanced sideways and saw that all the sects were already in place, and the disciples of each sect were looking at the arena. He was eager to try, so he pulled Chi Tiehu over and said, "It's not impossible for you to join the battle. But.  Look, the people over there should be late-stage warriors in the heavenly realm. Are you sure you can defeat them?"

    Chi Tiehu was speechless.

    Ye Feng brought Chen Jian closer and said: "Tie Hu, Jian'er, I brought you here to show you how the masters fight. This will be your way of life in the future. If you feel that it is too  If you are too cruel, you can quit martial arts at any time, find a village, and live your life peacefully, I will never stop you."

    The two of them said nothing, but from their eyes, Ye Feng saw eager expectations - the desire for strength.

    Ye Feng smiled, sincerely.

    Ren Zixin said: "Brother Ye Feng, although our Dan Pavilion is not strong in force, it is not useless. This time, we have brought a lot of elixirs, Chu Wei and Chu Wu, and distributed them to everyone!"

    The two of them took the order and immediately started distributing the elixirs.

    ?????????? Fu Ming Pills, one for each person.

    Ba Ti Pills, two pills per person.

    ??Four patrol pills per person.

    Solid pills, two per person.

    Fifteen Yuti Pills per person.

    Shengjin pills, five pills per person.

    "These elixirs are all of the highest quality. If they were auctioned in Chifeng City, the price of each one would be more than one hundred and twenty purple jade crystals."  Everyone put away the elixirs, and Zeng Yi said with a smile: "The sect master's wife put a lot of thought into this martial arts competition."

    "Who, who is the sect leader's wife?" Ren Zixin's pretty face turned red, she lowered her head and glanced at Ye Feng secretly, and when she saw Ye Feng's evil smile, she hurriedly pulled up the corners of her clothes again.

    Chu Wei and Chu Wu are two living treasures who don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on.  Chu Wei scratched his head and said, "Hey, Master Zixin, didn't you just say that you wanted to give birth to a child for Brother Ye?"

    "Yes, why did it change so quickly?"

    "You" Ren Zixin stamped her foot, "After returning to the sect, you are not allowed to eat for three days!"

    The two scolded treasures paid the price for their recklessness, and everyone laughed again.

    At this moment, everyone in the venue was extremely serious. Only the corner where Ye Feng was was filled with laughter.

    Seeing this, the disciples of several nearby sects shook their heads and discussed secretly. They thought that this unknown small sect was going to give up the martial arts competition, so they couldn't help but secretly rejoice that they had fewer opponents.

    Their sect leader frowned.

    "Zhao Ba, say hello to them for me." Finally, a sect leader couldn't help it anymore.

    "Sect Master" The disciple named Zhao Ba widened his eyes and was very confused.

    "Go quickly!" The sect leader immediately darkened his face.

    Zhao Ba did not dare to neglect, he walked quickly, clasped his fists and bowed, saying: "Everyone from the Ba Fist Sect, I, the sect leader of the Seven Heroes Sect, have ordered me to come and say hello to you all."

    "I know, let's go." Ye Feng didn't even raise his head, just waved his hand.

    Zhao Ba was even more confused. At this moment, several disciples from other sects came to say hello.

    Without exception, Ye Feng dismissed them with just a few words.

    After a while, a second voice sounded from above the Ancient Sword Sect.

    The sound echoed in the distance and gradually stopped. The outer disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect held trays in their hands and began to walk among the various sects, asking the disciples of each sect to choose the order of duel.

    A total of more than 6,000 people participated in this martial arts competition, which can be said to be a large number of people.  However, the competition system stipulates that as long as one game fails, the players will be eliminated until the final thirty-six people are produced, so the winner can be decided within three days.

    After the drawing of lots was completed, Li Ruoshui delivered another impassioned speech. At the end, he waved his hand in a majestic manner and shouted: "The martial arts competition of the northern sects of Canghong begins now!"

    Eighteen stages can accommodate thirty-six people fighting at the same time.  As soon as Li Ruoshui finished speaking, all the thirty-six people drawn in the first round shot towards the ring.

    Suddenly, the shouts of killing started.

    Ye Feng had no intention of paying attention to the situation in the field. He just closed his eyes slightly and began to rest with his eyes closed.

    Ye Feng has great trust in Nie Dingbei and others.

    When sects compete in martial arts, they will not lose, and there is no reason to lose.

    While Ye Feng closed his eyes and rested his mind, Nie Dingbei and others gathered together and reported to each other the order of martial arts drawn.

    "Three rounds, eleven stages."

    "Nine rounds, fifteen stages."

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      Among the group of people, only Chi Tiehu and Chen Jian were attracted by the battle, staring intently at the field with a fiery light burning in their eyes.

    "ah!"

    Within ten breaths, a big man was knocked off the ring, with one arm broken and blood dripping from his body.

    And there is no mercy in the eyes of the winner.

    This is a real fight, and those who have mercy will never be able to stand in the ring until the end.

    This scene shocked Chi Tiehu and Chen Jian greatly.  Especially Chen Jian, the handsome young man had a look of perseverance on his handsome face, and his clear eyes shone like stars.

    Ye Feng brought them into a brand new world, a cruel world full of blood and fighting.  Here, there is no compassion, no pity, only strength, which is the only criterion for measuring everything.

    In a duel between masters, the outcome can only be decided in a split second. The slightest difference in strength will determine the outcome of the duel.

    Within thirty breaths, accompanied by fierce screams, all eighteen duels came to an end.

    Most of the losers suffered varying degrees of injuries, and one of them was even seriously injured and in a coma, with his life and death unknown.

    In the first round, no one surrendered without a fight. That injury was the best compliment to these people.

    Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and revealed a smile.

    Zeng Yixiao asked: "Sect Master, do you want to fight?"

    "Yes!" Ye Feng nodded and said, "I haven't bled for a long time, and my blood is starting to boil."

    Zeng Yi looked at Li Ruoshui on the high platform. At this moment, he was looking down calmly, waiting for the second wave of warriors to enter.  Zeng Yi snorted and said: "This old fox knows that we two are difficult to deal with, so he doesn't even give us a chance to play. We can only drink tea here."

    At this time, the second wave of martial arts competition also began.

    Among the thirty-six people participating in this wave of martial arts, one is an elite disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect. This person's surname is Du Minggan. He stands on the ring, holding a long sword behind his back, with an arrogant look on his face.  Ye Fengren got him. In the past, this person was ranked after one hundred among the elite disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, and he was really an unknown junior.  At this moment, relying on the prestige of the Ancient Sword Sect, he actually made an extremely arrogant gesture, which made people very uncomfortable.

    Ye Feng said scornfully: "In the past, the disciples who were ranked 100 or above were also arrogant to this extent. The arrogance of the Ancient Sword Sect has been reduced to the bones, and there is no hope."

    Zeng Yi let out a long sigh.

    In the past, among the more than one hundred elite disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, there were many elites with tough minds.  After the great changes in seizing the throne, such forbearing people who were not good at flattering others were either killed or expelled from the sect. Only these crooked melons and jujubes were left. The strength of the Ancient Sword Sect was indeed no longer what it used to be.

    Looking at the person facing off against Du Gan, his legs were shaking like chaff due to his awe for the reputation of the Ancient Sword Sect. Ye Feng was sure that once the battle started, this person would surrender without hesitation.

    Ding!

    At this time, there was a clear sound, and the second round of martial arts competition began.

    "I vote" The disciple of the small sect raised his hands. Before he finished speaking, Du Gan hurriedly stepped out and raised his long sword from bottom to top, bringing out a dazzling silver light.

    Then, blood started to spill.

    This sword actually cut the disciples of the small sect in half from bottom to top.

    The arena was stained with blood, and the stunned expression of the disciple of the small sect froze on his face, and his two bodies fell down at the same time.

    The leader of this person stood up with a roar, his eyes full of anger.

    On the throne on the high platform, Li Ruoshui pressed his hands and said with a smile: "Sect Master Qian, it is inevitable that there will be some damage in the battle in the ring. Don't worry, my ancient sword sect will pay for this person's funeral expenses. Everyone, face my disciples  At that time, if you knew you were invincible, you should have spoken out earlier to avoid such a heartbreaking outcome!"

    ¡°As he said that, he waved his hands, and two people immediately came on the stage and carried the man¡¯s body off.

    The sect leader whose disciple died looked extremely gloomy. He suppressed his anger and sat down slowly.

    Dare to be angry but dare not speak!

    Du Gan stood on the stage with his hands behind his back, looking down with an arrogant look, and hummed: "You must be mentally prepared to face our Ancient Sword Sect. Our Ancient Sword Sect is the leader and leader of the northern sect.  For the sake of unnecessary casualties, if you encounter my disciples, just give up."

    "Du Gan, all of you here are seniors, don't be so presumptuous!" Li Ruoshui scolded loudly with a sullen look on his face.

    Du Gan immediately lowered his eyebrows and retreated, with a look of pride in his eyes.
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