"Young Master Ye, your follower is very good... very good!" At this time, Jiang Qing gritted his teeth and said to Ye Ziyi, turned around and walked away.
Until this moment, Jiang Qing thought Yue Feng was Ye Ziyi's follower.
Seeing Jiang Qing's back go away, Ye Ziyi couldn't calm down for a long time.
A few seconds later, Ye Ziyi came to his senses and couldn't hide his curiosity: "You...how did you win against him?"
this...
Yue Feng thought for a while and responded casually: "Maybe I'm lucky."
Wow!
Just as he was talking, he heard a commotion next to him, and then he saw a figure walking out surrounded by people, like stars holding the moon.
Dugujiu!
There were many women around, screaming and excited.
"Master Dugu is out."
"Today's chess, calligraphy and painting competition, Mr. Dugu came out on top again..."
"He is so handsome and so talented. Oh my god, he is a perfect talent."
Ye Ziyi's eyes were also attracted, looking at Dugu Jiu closely with indescribable reverence, and said to himself: "This martial arts competition and marriage recruitment meeting, I really didn't come to this meeting in vain, I have seen so much
Talented man, I hope he won’t be with this Dugu Jiuqiu before the finals..."
In Ye Ziyi's heart, among all the contestants in the art competition, the only one who is better than himself is Dugu Jiu.
"hehe.."
Seeing her expression, Yue Feng smiled faintly, waved his hand and said, "See you tomorrow, I'll take a step first."
After the words fell, Yue Feng turned and left without even looking at Dugu Jiu. Even though Dugu Jiu was very talented and learned, he had Pang Tong secretly helping him, so he didn't need to take him seriously at all.
When I was approaching the inn, I saw a group of people coming from across the street. There were more than a dozen young men, dressed in uniform, and they were all members of the sect.
The leader was tall and gloomy.
It was Lei Bao who was defeated by Yue Feng in the martial arts competition in the morning. The dozen or so people around him were all his senior brothers.
"Hu Mingyue?"
Seeing Yue Feng, Lei Bao's eyes flashed and he strode over: "Good boy, I'm looking for you!"
Being eliminated in the morning, Lei Bao felt very aggrieved at the loss.
Looking for me?
Yue Feng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "We are not familiar with each other, what do you want from me?"
Damn it, this situation makes you feel unconvinced by the loss.
"What are you doing? I want to compete with you again." Lei Bao was too lazy to talk nonsense and said coldly.
As he said that, Lei Bao moved his hands and feet, as if he was about to take action at any time.
Hooray!
Seeing this scene, passers-by quickly avoided it and stood watching the excitement from a distance.
Yue Feng looked at him with a smile: "Why should I compete with you? You have already lost the game this morning. Moreover, I am very busy, so I won't accompany you!"
Just say it, who do you think I am?
Lei Bao suddenly became angry, glared and said: "You have to compete even if you don't want to compete. Boy, you were lucky during the competition in the morning. With your strength, you are not my opponent at all."
As the eldest brother of Bashan Hall, it is really frustrating to be eliminated in the first official competition.
You can lose the game, but this bad breath must come out!
At this time, Lei Bao's junior brothers also gathered around, looking at Yue Feng with disdain, and started provoking.
"Hey, boy, are you so cowardly?"
"It's just a point-and-click sparring session with my senior brother. It's not a life-and-death competition..."
"Look, what I said is right, this kid doesn't dare at all... I guess that during the morning competition, this kid must have used some despicable means secretly to win against Senior Brother Lei Bao!"
Did I use despicable means?
Hearing this, Yue Feng wanted to laugh.
With the strength of Lei Bao, the three martial saints, he can completely crush him with one hand, so he still needs to resort to tricks?