Chapter 5180 The covenant of the day! War, Yi Changkong!
He looked down at the disciples in front of him.
Elder Fang, who announced the news earlier, stood in front of the five sect leaders and presided over the farewell meeting.
Chen Feng glanced far away and caught a glimpse of Zhongli Yaoqin's dazzling fiery red clothes.
And his appearance completely destroyed the original atmosphere of the scene.
"Disciple is late."
Chen Feng quickly came to the position belonging to the disciples of Tianshu Sword Sect and stood there, cupping his fists towards Zhongli Yaoqin.
Zhongli Yaoqin looked over, then nodded invisibly.
Not far away, Jiang Yunxi from the Tianxuan Sword Sect looked sideways at Chen Feng, with two blushes appearing on his face.
Of course, there were also many disdainful and angry looks that followed him.
Yue Xinlan brought the people there and quickly came behind Zhongli Yaoqin.
"quiet."
The elder Fang coughed twice, temporarily drawing everyone's attention back.
He looked at Chen Feng and continued the unfinished topic before: "There will be someone traveling with you to the Broken Jade Conference this time."
"Three months ago, I already lived in the City Lord's Mansion..."
However, since Chen Feng arrived, the attention of most of the disciples in the square was no longer on him.
Because, there was a figure striding towards Chen Feng.
That man was tall and tall, and he was wearing special disciple clothes that were exclusive to the three hundred and sixty true disciples!
His black hair is like ink, his posture is elegant, but his face is unruly, and his eyes are high above his head. This is an invincible appearance!
Yi Changkong!
He came to Chen Feng, stood still, then turned around and looked openly at the five Galaxy Sword Sect leaders.
There is a sharp edge in the eyes!
"Sorry to interrupt, Elder Fang."
Although Yi Changkong said "I'm sorry", there was no trace of apology on his face.
His face was full of arrogance.
He simply clasped his fists, and his sonorous voice reached the ears of everyone present.
"I'm afraid Chen Feng from Tianshu Sword Sect is not qualified to go to the Broken Jade Conference again."
Hearing Yi Changkong's straightforward and provocative words, Zhongli Yaoqin looked over with an indifferent expression.
However, this did not affect Yi's short position at all.
"As we all know, a few months ago, my disciple had a three-month appointment with Chen Feng."
"Now, March has long passed. Now that Chen Feng's seclusion has ended, the battle he owed should be made up for immediately."
"The disciple believes that Chen Feng is not qualified to be the representative disciple of the Broken Jade Conference before completing that battle!"
Speaking of this, Yi Changkong looked at the sect leaders, cupped his fists and said, "This disciple wants to challenge Chen Feng here!"
"If Chen Feng loses, the disciple is willing to go to the Broken Jade Conference on Chen Feng's behalf."
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples in the room were in an uproar.
"Yi Changkong wants to challenge Chen Feng!"
"Is this still a challenge? What kind of cultivation level does he have, what kind of cultivation level does Chen Feng have!"
Many disciples started talking about it.
Moreover, many disciples recalled the original grudge between Yi Changkong and Chen Feng.
They looked at Chen Feng, with teasing and ridicule in their eyes.
What's more, he deliberately said it in a medium-low voice.
"I saw the scene that day with my own eyes. Senior Brother Yi subdued that kid easily."
"Yeah! You don't have to show off your real skills."
"The pressure he released alone made Chen Feng lie on the ground, hahahaha..."
"Really or not?"
"How can it be false? What kind of strength is Yi Changkong? He is on the eighth level of the Star Soul Martial God Realm! He is considered to be at the top level among the true disciples."
"I still remember, Senior Brother Yi stepped on that kid's face and crushed him hard."
…
His ears were filled with sarcasm and ridicule.
Chen Feng's expression was quite calm.
Some of his classmates were afraid that he would forget the humiliation he had suffered and would deliberately bring up the past.
Little did he know that from beginning to end, Chen Feng never forgot the humiliation he suffered that day.
On the way here just now, he was thinking about this March appointment!
Unexpectedly, Yi Changkong could be so out of control that he stepped forward to die himself.
For a time, the square was filled with noise and dust.
All public opinions are one-sided - not optimistic about Chen Feng.
"I heard that Senior Brother Yi has made some improvements in his cultivation in the past three months or so."
"As expected of one of the 360 true disciples of the Galaxy Sword Sect!"
"Yes, you can still progress so fast after reaching the eighth floor of the Star Soul Martial God Realm."
Many people complimented Yi Changkong one after another, selectively ignoring Chen Feng's improvement in strength.
In their opinion, although Chen Feng's level has improved quite quickly, so what?
On one side is the eighth floor of the Star Soul Martial God Realm, and there may even be true disciples of the ninth floor.
On the other side, there was just a disciple who had just broken through to the sixth level of the Star Soul Martial God Realm.
Before the Zongmen Hall, almost no one thought highly of Chen Feng.
Even the heads of the five major sword sects, except for Zhongli Yaoqin, looked at Chen Feng with similar eyes.
They originally didn't want to see this anomaly from the Tianshu Sword Sect, but Yi Changkong came forward, but they were happy to see the result.
Especially the leader of the Tianquan Sword Sect looked at Zhongli Yaoqin next to him with a smile.
"Master Zhongli, look, since it's a previously scheduled battle, you shouldn't stop it, right?"
Yue Xinlan stood behind Zhongli Yaoqin. When she heard this and saw the other person's sarcastic face, she was furious.
But she can't get ahead.
Zhongli Yaoqin can't stand out even more.
After all, it was indeed a scheduled fight before, and there was no reason for anyone to interfere.
Zhongli Yaoqin's silence made Yi Changkong curl up his lips.
He turned around with his hands behind his hands and looked at Chen Feng provocatively.
"However, if you know you are outmatched and surrender directly, I can accept it."
Hearing this, many disciples around him laughed.
Yi Changkong's words were really cruel!
As a cultivator, surrendering to a pre-arranged battle without a fight is simply more embarrassing than defeat!
Someone soon spoke up and said to Chen Feng: "Chen Feng, why don't you just surrender?"
"Yeah, you can't beat him anyway, so why bother humiliating yourself."
"Those who know the current situation are heroes. Surrendering now will make your face look a little ugly, but at least you won't be seriously injured."
…
Facing more and more voices urging surrender, Chen Feng looked calm and showed no signs of disturbance.
He turned his head and swept away slowly.
Amid almost unanimous calls for surrender from the entire audience, even Jiang Yunxi looked at him with worry.
Chen Feng withdrew his gaze and met Yi Changkong's gaze calmly.
"I accept the challenge."
The three short words were not loud, but they were clearly heard by everyone present.
The scene was like an explosion, and everyone looked like they were waiting for a good show.
Even Yue Xinlan's expression changed.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Feng heard Yue Xinlan's secret message. "Are you crazy? Now everyone knows that with your current strength, you are definitely no match for him!"
