"Haha." A hearty laughter sounded, Duan Tianyu in the stands stood up and said with a smile: "Since Mr. Yanfeng is interested, why should the head of the Song family be disappointed? I also want to see if Song Ling can walk through a move under Mr. Yanfeng's hands."

"The Third Prince..." Song Ming was anxious, but he had just spoken.

"That's the decision. Song Ling, you fight with Mr. Yanfeng. If you can persist in one move and never defeat, then the position of the city lord is your Song family. On the contrary, the position of the city lord is still the Feng family." Duan Tianyu's commanding voice interrupted Song Ming's words without hesitation.

Song Ming looked ugly, but Duan Tianyu had already given the order, so he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only sit down again with a grievance.

But at this time...

Feng Zhenxin in the stand on the left frowned slightly, hesitated for a while, then stood up and bowed slightly to the ring: "Mr. Yanfeng's kindness, I have received my Feng family."

Feng Yan and others looked at Feng Zhenxin.

Feng Zhenxin stood up again, took a breath, and slowly said, "My Feng family has been in the Dongyue Dynasty for a hundred years. Although it is not strong, he also knows the reason for being willing to accept the loss. This time, the Feng family lost the battle, and the position of the city lord should be handed over to the Song family."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yan was shocked, while Duan Tianyu frowned slightly, and thought to himself that Feng Zhenxin was ungrateful.

Then Song Ming was very happy, "Hmph, this Feng Zhenxin knew about it!"

Feng Yan looked at Feng Zhenxin, and when he saw the pride hidden in the latter's eyes, Feng Yan couldn't help but sigh.

The Feng family was extremely glorious a hundred years ago, which made the Feng family's disciples become proud. Even though they have declined now, the pride in the hearts of the Feng family's disciples has not diminished.

Their pride makes them pursue fairness!

I am willing to accept the loss by betting. The first genius of the Feng family has been defeated by Song Ling, and they have already lost.

Feng Zhenxin stood there, a faint sense of inexplicable temperament was conveyed. Next to him, the elders and many disciples of the Feng family showed unwillingness to each other, but they did not refute Feng Zhenxin's words.

They have indeed lost.

"Head of Feng family." Feng Yan's voice sounded.

Feng Zhenxin and everyone from the Feng family looked at Feng Yan, but saw that Feng Yan's eyes were filled with a deep meaning.

"The Feng family has not lost yet, because I have not fought with Song Ling yet, and I... am also a disciple of the Feng family." Feng Yan's word-by-word voice sounded, which immediately stunned everyone.

"A disciple of the Feng family?"

"Is Yanfeng a disciple of the Feng family?"

Everyone was shocked, even Feng Zhenxin was shocked.

Yanfeng, is he a disciple of the Feng family?

"Mr. Yanfeng, are you kidding? You are you, the Feng family is the Feng family. You can't recognize yourself as a disciple of the Feng family in order to help the Feng family win?" Song Ming said with a gloomy face.

Song Ming's words made everyone nod.

However, Feng Yan chuckled and said, "Head of Feng family, all the disciples of the Feng family, and everyone present, please see..."

As soon as Feng Yan finished speaking, he waved his palm directly, and a vast golden energy filled his palms.

Everyone looked at it carefully.

Feng Yan gently lifted his palm with rich Yuan power, but then flipped over and slapped it down at the ground of the ring.

Buzz ~~~

The majestic heaven and earth elemental power instantly condensed into a huge golden palm seal in the void.

This golden palm seal was so powerful that it slapped the ground like a palm of Destroy the sky.

"This is..." Feng Zhenxin's eyes instantly widened.

Not only Feng Zhenxin, but also the people in the stands around him stared at the golden palm print in disbelief.

The audience below were also stunned.

They are all familiar with this golden palm print.

Because just now, when Feng Ao fought against Song Ling, Feng Ao concentrated all his energy and used this golden palm seal. Except for the different momentum and power, the others were exactly the same.

Bang!

The golden palm print hit the ground. Feng Yan just showed his martial arts skills and did not use it with all his strength. Therefore, the golden palm print was not very powerful, and it just blasted a large hole into the ground.

But below, it had already become quiet.

"Heavenly Palm!"

I don’t know who it was, but after saying something, the atmosphere on the court suddenly ignited.

"Heavenly Palm!"

"It's the Heavenly Palm. He used it as the Feng family's top martial arts Heavenly Palm!"

"How is it possible? How could he have the Heavenly Palm?"

"The Feng family's Heavenly Palm will never be rumored. Even in the Feng family, only the next heir of the Feng family can practice. Why did Yanfeng do it?"

"He, can he know the Heavenly Palm?"

Everyone stared at Feng Yan with an incredible look on their faces.

Confused!

Everyone was confused!

I don’t understand why Yanfeng has the Tianzhang?

"Yanfeng, how could he have the Heavenly Palm?" Song Ming stared at Yanfeng, looking in disbelief.

This is true for Song Ming, and so is the members of the Feng family.

Even Feng Ao, Feng Xue and some elders were confused and didn't understand why Yanfeng knew the top martial arts of their Feng family.

Only Feng Zhenxin, Feng Hui, Feng Qiu and Feng Shan, looked at each other, with incredible shock on their faces.

"The Heavenly Palm is the strongest martial arts of my Feng family and will never be passed down! Since I inherited the head of the Feng family, I have only taught the Heavenly Palm to two disciples, one of which is Feng Ao, and the other..."

Feng Zhenxin looked at the three elders.

At that time, the only three people knew that he handed over the Heavenly Palm to Feng Yan.

"It's Feng Yan!"

"Apart from me and Feng Ao, only Feng Yan can use the Heavenly Palm!"

"He is Feng Yan?" Feng Zhenxin stared at the figure on the ring, his eyes full of shock.

"Yanfeng, is it the little guy from half a year ago?" The three elders stared at Feng Yan, feeling incredible in their hearts.

On the ring, the Yanfeng, which made everyone respect and awe, was the little guy who was forced to leave the family only the fourth level of the world half a year ago?

"wrong!"

Feng Zhenxin's sudden body shook, and the three elders next to him looked at him.

"Yanfeng!"

"Feng Yan!"

"Their names..."

The three elders were also stunned.

Yanfeng? Feng Yan?

Isn't it just that the name has been converted?

"That's right, he is Feng Yan!" Feng Zhenxin's eyes burst out with gleam.

"What a little guy." The three elders were also excited.

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Chapter completed!