Zhang Wenyuan simply said that losing is not a big deal, and it seems that he thinks that even if he loses in a competition, there is nothing to be ashamed of. His skills are inherently inferior to others, and he only needs to work hard and practice to catch up in the future.
So he stood up staggeringly and patted the dust off his body. Then he turned around and walked away without even looking at the young man in white standing condescendingly in front of him. He walked in a way that could be said to be chic and cool.
I have to say that what Ye Feng admires most about Zhang Wenyuan is actually Zhang Wenyuan. Although he is not the most powerful, this guy is not afraid of losing face. He is almost like an invincible Xiaoqiang. When I met him before, this guy was
Two rounds, but repeated defeats and defeats, now it is the fifth round of reincarnation.
Ye Feng has no doubt that instead of being discouraged by this guy's defeat, he will redouble his efforts and even succeed in breaking through to the sixth or even seventh rank in the near future. Thinking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel
I sighed very much, it seems that I have to work harder to practice, otherwise I might be surpassed by this guy one day.
The young man in white clothes on the ring had already walked condescendingly in front of Zhang Wenyuan. It seemed that he originally wanted to say some sarcastic words about the winner, but seeing Zhang Wenyuan's appearance, he had to swallow the words that came to his lips.
After Zhang Wenyuan stepped off the ring, he did not return to the area where he was assigned, nor did he accept the reception of the medical staff. Instead, he walked directly towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng just looked at him quietly. When he came to him, he smiled and said, "Although you lost, I still have to congratulate you."
Zhang Wenyuan grinned and said: "Congratulations to me? Why congratulations?"
Ye Feng smiled lightly and said: "Although you lost this time, you only lost to your opponent, but you defeated yourself. If what I expected is true, you have already experienced it in the sixth round, right?
?”
Only then did Zhang Wenyuan smile, let out a long sigh, and said: "Originally, I was thinking that the world would laugh at me because I was too crazy, and that others would not be able to see through my laughter. But now it seems that you still understand me, and you are the only one who understands me."
Already."
Ye Feng did not answer this sentence. After all, he also felt this way most of the time. However, although he touched Zhang Wenyuan, Zhang Wenyuan may not be able to do it. Isn't this the so-called coldness at high places?
Zhang Wenyuan said seriously: "To be honest, that guy is very strong. Even in the sixth turn, I may not be his opponent. The next step will be left to you. Of course, I don't expect you to be able to defeat him. I just
I hope you won’t fail as miserably as I did.”
"Don't worry, I will do it!" Ye Feng just smiled faintly.
Now, after seeing how powerful this young man in white is, especially after some people know that he comes from the four ancient tribes, almost most people's voices have turned to the young man in white, thinking that he is the best candidate to win the championship.
Zhang Wenyuan didn't say anything else. To be honest, he was seriously injured and needed immediate retreat for healing, so after he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Cao Yi, Boss Cao, said at this time: "Ye Feng, tell me honestly, are you sure you can beat that young man in white from the Bu family of the four ancient tribes?"
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows. To be honest, he was not 100% sure about winning the opponent. He was only half sure at most. Especially since Ye Feng could feel that the opponent's wine gourd was by no means as simple as before.
In other words, the opponent just defeated Zhang Wenyuan without even using all his strength.
Boss Cao Yi couldn't help but ask: "You can tell me something, boy, I will depend on you for my pension money for the rest of my life."
Ye Feng turned to look at him and said, "What are the odds between me and him now?"
"Twenty-eight, you are eight and he is two." Boss Cao Yi said without thinking.
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but sneered: "You don't think so highly of me?"
Boss Cao shrugged, he couldn't answer the question.
Ye Feng smiled lightly and said: "As the saying goes, wealth can be gained through danger. If I faced him, I would have a half chance of losing. Of course, I would also have a 50% chance of winning. That's all I can tell you.
"
Cao Yi Boss Cao rolled his eyes after hearing this. Doesn't this mean he didn't say anything? It's his fault. But having said that, wealth is found in danger. Now Ye Feng buys one and gets eight. If he wins, what are the odds?
But it's so high.
"It's his grandma's fault. I've put the whole family on you, and I don't care about the pension money. If I put it all down, no matter how many people buy you to lose, I'll take it all from him!" Boss Cao Yi Cao suddenly shouted.
Ye Feng was too lazy to pay attention to this fashionably dressed guy, and he didn't know how he was buying off-site gambling games even though he was just sitting here, but he didn't care about this.
At this time, the voice of the great master Zhao Gongming sounded again, asking the remaining contestants to come to the stage to draw lots.
"After the first round of free challenge, there were a total of twenty-two contestants. Six people were eliminated in the first round, leaving sixteen people. Now you come up to draw lots. Those with the same serial number will face off in pairs. The loser will be eliminated and the winner will advance!
"After Zhao Gongming finished speaking, he waved his hand, and at this time sixteen tokens had already passed over.
The order of the sixteen tokens is messed up, and there are small formations on them to cover them. It is also stipulated that everyone must not use their spiritual consciousness to investigate before choosing, otherwise it will be considered a violation.
Sixteen people stretched out their big hands to select one of the tokens. Ye Feng also made a move with his big hand, and the token closest to him was in his hand. At this time, the formation restriction was automatically released, revealing the word "two" on it.
"The second team comes on. I don't know who my opponent is this time!" Ye Feng turned around and looked at the fifteen people around him. Of course, among these people, in addition to the Taoist Sect, the Buddhist Sect, and the Holy Palace, which is also the Confucian Sect,
Apart from the three geniuses and the young man in white, he didn't pay attention to the others at all.
"My surname is Ye, what serial number did you draw?" Suddenly, a disciple from Hades asked in a cold voice.
Ye Feng was too lazy to reply and just showed his token slightly.
"Two, hey everyone, who has drawn the serial number two, the same as the boy named Ye?" The Hades disciple shouted loudly.
At this time, all the disciples of the ancient martial arts sect started to investigate, but the strange thing was that no one had drawn the same second number. Ye Feng was shocked when he saw this, thinking that it couldn't be such a coincidence. Is this the first round?
He was chosen to face off against the young man in white.
But at this time, the young man in white had already rushed outside the venue and returned to his original position. He lay half of his body on the chair and began to drink without restraint as if there was no one around.
"It shouldn't be him, then it's..."
At this moment, a burly guy walked directly in front of him. Ye Feng immediately felt as if a hill suddenly blocked his sight. Now he finally knew who it was.
This person is none other than the adopted son of General Duantian, the grandson of the Xuanyuan Kingdom’s Heaven-Suppressing Pillar!
Qingtian, who was as tall as an iron tower, glared at Ye Feng angrily, and then snorted coldly like thunder: "My surname is Ye, you also got the second number?"
Ye Feng just raised the sign in his hand and didn't bother to pay attention to this big guy. In fact, he didn't pay attention to Qingtian from the beginning to the end. The reason why he had any idea about this guy was entirely because the opponent was General Duantian.
His adopted son is also the grandson of the previous generation’s Zhentian Guozhu.
The previous generation of Zhentian Guozhu died with exhaustion and made great contributions to the Xuanyuan Kingdom. Ye Feng admired the old general of the previous generation from the bottom of his heart, but Ye Feng knew very well that the general Duantian adopted Qingtian as his adopted son.
, is completely using him, treating Qingtian as one of his pawns.
On the one hand, after General Duantian adopts Duantian as his adopted son, he can easily gather the forces that were originally inherited from Zhentian Guozhu and gain support from the lineage of Zhentian Guozhu. This will make it easier for General Duantian to enter in the future.
Go to Tianyong Pavilion.
In fact, everyone can see that General Duantian is young and powerful, and he has a strong hand. Now he has a certain say in Tianyong Pavilion, but these are by no means what he wants. What he really wants is the future
That day I took the seat of one of the two old men in the pavilion.
Ye Feng has seen all this. In fact, he doesn't care much about the so-called Tianyong Pavilion dispute. However, it is a pity that General Duan Tian does not think so. Even in Duan Tian's eyes, he has already regarded Ye Feng as
He regarded it as his biggest threat, so he did not hesitate to move Qingtian out to stop his progress in the imperial capital.
Qingtian looked at Ye Feng with eyes filled with an almost fanatical fighting spirit. He gritted his teeth and shouted word by word: "What a coincidence, we faced each other in the first round. It seems like this is really God's will!
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"Next, let me see how strong you, the so-called King of the North, are. Today, it is destined that only one of you and I can stand and walk down this ring!"
Ye Feng didn't say much. Since the two of them had already met, it would be useless to say more. If you want to fight, let's fight!
