It is perfectly normal to want to hide your information when participating in Wanzhantai.
after all.
Most of the participating warriors do not have much confidence in themselves.
It is normal to hide yourself, or even not show your true appearance.
Wanbao Pavilion will also provide corresponding help.
People who just participate in Ten Thousand Battles are often the least favored by others. As a warrior, character and self-confidence are equally important. If you don't even have confidence in yourself, how much strength can you have?
This is also the reason why the white-haired old man doesn't have much affection for Chu Feng.
Entering the room behind the battle platform, Chu Feng chose a bronze mask here. It was simple, unpretentious, and restrained!
Covered by the mask, his whole aura suddenly became restrained.
"I didn't expect it to be a treasure!" Chu Feng sighed.
As expected, Wanbao Pavilion is very wealthy and provides masks for participating disciples to cover their auras, which is extraordinary.
"The battle stage is about to open. You can go and take a look. It's difficult to win ten times without defeat, but it's not impossible!"
Chu Feng pondered and walked out of the room.
Just as he was about to leave, several figures passed by the door.
Seeing Chu Feng wearing a bronze mask, he immediately started laughing.
"There are actually people choosing masks here!"
"Anyone who participates in Wanzhantai and hides his head and tail is a piece of rubbish!"
These people didn't bother to speak.
Chu Feng was not prepared to pay attention to them, and took a step forward, "Get out of the way!"
"Step aside?"
The young man leading the team was armed and looked extremely domineering. Around his waist, he was wearing a token with the name "Linlang" engraved on it.
"Eighth level of Hundred Refiners, seventeen years old, Linlang!"
In this Canglang King City, there are four ancient aristocratic families, branch disciples of the Lin family.
His talent is not that outstanding, but at the age of seventeen, he has reached the eighth level of Hundred Refinements!
"Chu Feng?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are only at the eighth level of practice at the age of eighteen. I really don't know how a person like you can practice! Just like this, you still have the nerve to participate in the competition!"
Lin Lang also saw Chu Feng's token and immediately sneered.
At the age of eighteen, he reached the eighth level of Hundred Refinements.
In the Feiyun Sect, he is the most top genius, rare to see in a hundred years.
But in Canglang King City and Tianming Academy, they are all at the bottom!
Lin Lang looked at Chu Feng with eyes full of disdain and contempt. In the Lin family, he had been ridiculed and bullied because of his qualifications and talents. At this moment, when he met Chu Feng, he naturally felt a sense of superiority.
High and above!
If you only have such a level of cultivation at the age of eighteen, you definitely don’t have huge resources to support you, you have no life experience, and you don’t have a strong level of cultivation. Aren’t you just a waste?
He looked at Chu Feng condescendingly, "I advise you to give up. With your level of cultivation, you don't dare to look at people face to face. When the battle begins, you may not even have the courage to go on stage!"
"that is!"
The losers who followed him started shouting.
"It's only the eighth level of Hundred Refinements, but at first glance, there is no blessing from the foundation! You go up there, just to fill up!"
"The real battle needs to break out between the strong and the strong!"
They spoke boldly.
"Are you very strong?" Chu Feng raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Lang.
"Seventeen years old and eight levels of refinement, you don't seem to be much better than me!"
"You!" Lin Lang's face turned cold, and the cultivation level in his body was shaking. He wanted to take action and teach Chu Feng a lesson!
However, at this moment, a roar came from not far away.
"What are you doing?"
"If you want to fight, go fight on the battlefield!"
The white-haired old man snorted coldly, and the pressure of the Qi Transformation Realm bloomed, directly suppressing Lin Lang and Goujizi's faces ashen!
They couldn't bear the pressure of the Qi Transformation Realm and almost fell to their knees.
"good!"
Lin Lang took a deep breath, nodded quickly when the pressure dissipated, and then glared at Chu Feng fiercely, "Chu Feng, right? I remember you, and I will be the first to take the stage. When the time comes, I hope you will
Don’t be timid!”
His cultivation level is not very high among those participating in the competition.
Compared with the real genius, it is just a fill-in. The earlier he takes the stage, the more glorious he becomes. He has never thought about being invincible and achieving the final victory.
"Okay." A smile appeared under Chu Feng's mask.
"Young man, with your strength, why are you doing this!" The white-haired old man glanced at Chu Feng.
Just now, his aura bloomed, and the Qi changes swept across him with pressure, but it had no effect on Chu Feng. Immediately, he felt that Chu Feng was definitely not as ordinary as he imagined.
"This is the junior's own fault. I hope senior will forgive me!" Chu Feng responded in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.
"All right!"
The white-haired old man sighed softly, "You're not eighteen, are you?"
"What do you think?" Chu Feng smiled noncommittally and turned around to walk towards Wanzhan Terrace.
Seeing Chu Feng walking away, the white-haired old man's eyes flickered, "With such strong energy and blood, he should be similar to Ye Qing. He is fifteen years old... and is at the eighth level of Hundred Refiners. He is also a little evildoer!"
He sighed.
At this time, the front of the battle platform was crowded with people.
The battle platform slowly rises from the central area. The tall battle platform is several feet high directly off the ground. It is surrounded by countless formations, holding it up and floating in the mid-air!
"Wanzhantai is open!"
Someone exclaimed.
Chu Feng looked along his gaze, his eyes filled with brilliance.
The rays of light intertwined and surrounded the battle platform. On the Ten Thousand Battle Platform, which was rising and falling in mid-air, there were formations intertwined into a large net to guard it! It instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.