Two days passed in a hurry, and the physical condition of the four candidates was almost recovered. The competition was ready at Chen time. Early in the morning, Feng Jueyu, accompanied by Wang Jiutong and others, came to the Ming family.
Martial Arts Arena...
After two days of rest and rest, the arena of the martial arts arena took on a new look. The original arena was hundreds of square meters in size. After the ground was re-paved, the area was expanded to thousands of feet, and the surrounding stands also increased invisibly.
Accommodate more viewers.
In the past few days, the Nakano City Lord Competition has been extremely exciting, attracting the attention of all the warriors living in Zhongtian City and even the surrounding areas. Many warriors from other places have also joined in, vying to watch the progress of the competition. Moreover, Feng Jueyu
Notice that the bluestone tiles on the ground have completely turned into a solid granite floor. The shiny floor reflects the sunlight and scatters a silvery metallic luster.
This is a dedicated move of the Ming family, in order to provide more protection for this competition, and a golden shield wall has been reinforced around the arena, and all the spectators inside have also been placed on the shield wall.
The outside, when viewed from above, looks like the Colosseum, which can greatly ensure the safety of peripheral audiences.
As the sun rose in the east, Feng Rulan and other family heads arrived at the rostrum and got ready. Experts from all forces gathered together to discuss the highlights of the previous two competitions. The best views in the southeast, northwest and northwest were still blocked by ten.
The four forces occupied the place. Their positions and identities have not changed. The only difference is that on this day of the semi-finals, each of the fourteen forces has a few more highly respected old men.
These people are all gray-haired people, all of them have bright eyes, like copper lamps. When Shi Shiran sits there, they exude an unyielding aloof and domineering air.
Without exception, these people are the top masters behind the fourteen forces. They did not appear in the preliminary rounds and the quarter-finals because they did not bother to watch the battles of low-level warriors. The top four seemed to be extremely close to their level.
When dozens of old people sat there, an awe-inspiring atmosphere arose in the entire venue. No one dared to approach those highly respected people. Even if there were outstanding descendants in the family who came to salute, they had to do so.
It was recommended by the head of the family, and most of the responses received were just a slight nod of the head...
"These guys are better at pretending than I am." Long Ao felt angry and said suddenly.
"This is called reserve!" Feng Jueyu joked with a smile.
Long Ao rolled his eyes when he said this: "I am still reserved, why don't you praise me?" He thought it was a good word.
Feng Jueyu smiled without saying anything. He walked into the Zhu family and sat down among the spectators. Envious looks from the stands were cast towards him, and the private discussions clearly had a huge trend.
"Hey, do you see it? It's Feng Jueyu. He is the real genius. He is recognized by Wang Jiutong when he is only twenty years old. He is ranked as a White Flame Alchemist. His superb cultivation has reached the second level of Shenwu. If I can
It will be fine if he cultivates like this."
"You can dream. Geniuses also need hard work. I heard that he was already in the Qi Martial Realm before he was three years old."
"Holy crap, is it really true?"
"Can I lie to you?" Someone who seemed to know Feng Jueyu very well said: "He practiced Qi at the age of two, Qiwu at the age of three, and reached the Tianwu realm in his teens. Later, he specialized in Alchemy. His strength has not improved, but he practiced Alchemy.
His skills are extremely high. When he heard about this competition, he stepped up his time to practice for half a year, and he became a divine martial artist."
"Holy shit!" people in the stands exclaimed: "This is awesome."
"Otherwise, I would say that the Lord of Nakano City is bound to win."
Listening to the slow discussion coming from around him, Feng Jueyu was a little confused. He looked back at Yang Zitong and others and asked, "Who said this? This is so false, even I don't believe it."
Everyone burst out laughing, and Yang Zi said: "Master Feng, people's words are scary. You understand, Zhongtian City is like this. As long as you become famous, there will be unimaginable amount of rumors. In fact, these rumors started a few days ago.
It’s started to spread, don’t take it seriously.”
"..." Feng Jueyu was speechless. He naturally understood the saying that people's words are to be feared, but there had to be a certain degree of restraint. If it were passed down like this, there was no telling how many versions would appear in the future.
"Well, those who are pure will be pure themselves, they can think whatever they want." Feng Jueyu said to himself.
Zhu Yeqing came over. Because the competition had not officially started yet, he did not have to sit in front of the podium and make excuses. He smiled and added: "Actually, it may not be a bad thing."
"Brother, are you teasing me too?" Feng Jueyu glared at Zhu Yeqing.
Zhu Yeqing smiled and said: "No, no, in fact, the more miraculous you are spread outside, the better it will be for you to manage Nakano City in the future. At least it can reduce a lot of trouble for you. For example, if someone is not convinced, then
For example, someone spreads rumors that you have a very powerful master, so no one dares to mess with you."
"Uh!" Feng Jueyu was stunned for a moment, but nodded.
Zhu Yeqing was right. When he was in Tiannan, he came up with a gimmick called the Evil Emperor, which made some aristocratic families shrink back when dealing with him. This thing was actually a means of intimidation, and the more realistic the legend was.
, the more it looks like the real thing, and in the end it turns out to be fake.
Everyone burst into laughter, and only then did Feng Jueyu notice that there were several people coming behind Zhu Yeqing. Two of them Feng Jueyu knew, Yun Yurong, the head of the Yun family, Yun Zhonglong, and the other two
He didn't recognize the old man with gray hair who looked like him.
"Master Feng, congratulations on advancing to the semi-finals." Yun Yurong walked over with a flattering smile on his face.
Yun Zhonglong's face was a little ugly, and he seemed to feel uncomfortable in his heart, so he pressed his fists and hugged his fists. At this time, Zhu Yeqing pointed at Yun Yurong and said: "Brother, your face is really big. Today, all major universities are
The elders of the aristocratic families are attending the battle together, and before it starts, the two seniors of the Yun family are going to meet you."
"Oh?" Feng Jueyu realized who the two old men behind Yun Yurong were.
There are several masters behind each major family. They are all elite figures. Some of them are over a hundred years old. They will not show up at all in normal times. They will only look when the family is in danger.
To them, a day like today would be rare in ten years. Others would take the initiative to greet him in order to build a good relationship, but for his own benefit, the two elders of the Yun family actually came to see him in return.
If it were anyone else, he would definitely feel that this is a great honor. However, Feng Jueyu's status is no better than that of ordinary junior geniuses. His alchemy cultivation had already spread to all corners of Zhongtian City two days ago. Even if he was attracted by others,
It also makes sense.
However, although Feng Jueyu didn't know the names of the two old men, he knew what etiquette was. After hearing this, he immediately clasped his fists humbly, bowed his body and said, "What does this mean? This junior should go and pay homage to these two men."
A senior, and two seniors are required to come over, this junior really shouldn’t..."
The two old men smiled heartily, and Yun Yurong introduced: "Master Feng, this is Yun Mou's father Yun Mulin, and this is Yun Mou's second uncle Yun Musen. Father, second uncle, this is Feng Jue Yufeng.
Young master."
Yun Mulin and Yun Musen were not much different in age, and they looked almost sixty-six points alike. They were both elders of the Yun family. Feng Jueyu felt at least Duan Wuhen's aura in their bodies.
Below, it may be the fourth level of Shenwu or even higher.
Yun Mulin had a nice smile and didn't have the pretentiousness of other elders. In fact, it was Feng Jueyu. It was probably someone else who wouldn't have seen them so approachable: "Young master Feng is young and promising. He is really a blessing to Taixuan. A few days ago, he was from Zhonglongkou.
When Zhong heard about Mr. Feng’s deeds, I have admired him for a long time. I hope that Mr. Feng can get close to Zhong Long Duoduo in the future, so that he can know what it means to have people outside of others.”
"This..." Yun Mulin praised Feng Jueyu in front of Yun Zhonglong. Yun Mulin's thoughts were intriguing. Yun Zhonglong blushed from his face to the root of his neck, but the two elders of the Yun family showed no embarrassment at all.
Zhu Yeqing was secretly happy. After all, the younger generation who could be praised by the top ten elite families in Mingcheng had never appeared in Zhongtian City. Feng Jueyu was definitely the first to bear the brunt. Of course, the underlying meaning was nothing more than to win over the two.
Everyone knows the word clearly.
How could Feng Jueyu not understand Yun Mulin's intentions? He did not criticize it and said modestly: "Young master Yun is a scholar of heaven and man, and he is also a model for our generation. Mr. Yun said this, but it is embarrassing for this junior. Speaking of which, I have to thank you very much."
Where is Mr. Yun’s kindness from protecting you?”
The two elders of the Yun family laughed loudly. They knew that Feng Jueyu was being polite to them, but the tone he used was so sincere that no one could feel that he was cheating at all. This showed that Feng Jueyu was extremely good at handling interpersonal relationships, and his words contained
It shows that I am only grateful to the Yun family and have no resentment. This is enough.
Afterwards, Feng Jueyu sat down with the two elders and chatted for a few words, most of which were useless nonsense. However, the three of them chatted happily, and even Zhu Yeqing and others couldn't get in the conversation, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around them.
"Both elders of the Yun family met with Feng Jueyu in person? Am I right?"
"Tch, is this weird? Who is Feng Jueyu now? The White Flame Alchemist recognized by Wang Jiutong. If I were me, I would be willing to fawn over him."
"That's true."
In the distance, Jing Qingqing, Cheng Shaojing, Zhong Yuhe, Lin Xin... and other young talents who participated in the competition cast understandably surprised looks. You must know that it is not an ordinary honor to be able to meet the elders of an aristocratic family in person, even if it is
They have never enjoyed this kind of treatment.
Watching Feng Jueyu chatting freely with the two elders of the Yun family, talking and laughing, the murderous intent in Cheng Shaojing's eyes became more and more intense. Wang Jiutong said that Feng Jueyu was not his disciple. In fact, he understood that in the past, Feng Jueyu was nothing.
?His elixir method was not taught by Wang Jiutong. Now that he got lucky and refined a bullshit poison-avoiding elixir, he became arrogant. What a thing.
Damn it, these honors originally belonged to me, Cheng Shaojing.
When he thought of the incident when he met Feng Jueyu as a disciple, Cheng Shaojing hated Feng Jueyu to the core. Now that Feng Jueyu had stolen his limelight, he even wanted to eat Feng Jueyu alive: "Sooner or later, I want to
Let you kneel in front of me, Cheng Shaojing, and beg for mercy."