Chen Feng glanced at him with a cold expression, turned around and left without saying a word.
The more Chen Feng behaved like this, the more Yang Jingtian felt that he had been greatly humiliated. He looked at Chen Feng with a twisted face, as if fire was coming out of his eyes: "Chen Feng, wait for me!"
Two days later, there were crowds of people on the mountain behind the inner sect and around the platform of life and death.
Almost all the inner sect disciples came, and even some inner sect disciples who were practicing in seclusion and had no interest in worldly matters came to watch the battle after hearing the news.
The cliffs around the platform of life and death were already filled with elders from the inner sect. There was no way, the noise of the battle between Chen Feng and Yang Jingtian was too great this time. Their generation was called the golden generation, and today's showdown was...
The showdown between the strongest of the golden generation.
One Supreme Elder even openly said that this battle between the two of them would directly determine who would be the number one person in the Qianyuan Sect twenty years later.
The battle hasn't even started yet, but arguments are already going on below.
"Who do you think will win?"
"Needless to say, of course it's Yang Jingtian."
"Yes, I think so too. Yang Jingtian comes from a family with a profound background. His realm is almost the same as Chen Feng's. And behind him is the entire Yang family. What does Chen Feng have? He is just a dead person.
He’s just Master’s poor boy!”
"Yes, this makes sense. When two people are at about the same level in terms of physical strength, the magic weapons and elixirs they possess will become the deciding factor."
Those who discussed this issue were more than a dozen senior disciples of the inner sect, all of whom had been in the inner sect for more than five years. They were not weak in strength and had rich combat experience, and their words were also very experienced and insightful, which was convincing.
Everyone echoed in agreement.
At this time, a cold and soft voice suddenly came from the side: "Chen Feng will definitely win."
Everyone followed the sound and saw a woman walking slowly. She was wearing a simple white plain dress, dragging a giant sword almost as big as three of her in her hand. The giant sword left a deep gap on the ground.
ravine.
Seeing her approaching, everyone couldn't help but make a way out of the way, looking at him with a trace of fear and unconcealed hostility.
The person who came was none other than Shen Yanbing. Her expression had returned to normal. There were Han Yu'er and others beside her. The two seemed to be close. It was obvious that she and Han Yu'er had gotten along quite well over the past few days.
Shen Yanbing came to this person, stared at him, and said in a deep voice: "Chen Feng will definitely win!"
His expression was extremely serious, as if he was saying something very pious, and his aura was even more overwhelming. For a moment, no one dared to refute.
After a while, a disdainful snort sounded from the side: "Humph, I was born in a poor family. I have never been in a wealthy family, and I have never seen much of the world. I don't know how important a rich net worth is.
"
Shen Yanbing didn't say a word, walked directly in front of him, struck the ground with the big sword in his hand, and shouted in a deep voice: "Do you dare to accept the challenge?"
This man turned pale with fear. Although he had been in the inner sect for four or five years, he was only on the first floor of the Shenmen Realm. After seeing Shen Yanbing's performance on the stage of life and death that day, how could he dare to fight her.
But if he was asked to admit defeat directly and admit to being timid, he would not be willing to do so.
At this time, Sun Hua suddenly came over and shouted: "Everyone has placed their bets, they have placed their bets. There are only two ways to play today, bet on Chen Feng to win, and bet on Yang Jingtian to win."
Shen Yanbing walked up to him, holding an ordinary cloth bag, and untied it. She took out about thirty middle-grade spiritual stones from it with great care. For many wealthy disciples, thirty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones
The spirit stones were not even enough for a month, but for Shen Yanbing, a disciple from a poor family, this was her entire wealth. She placed all the middle-grade spirit stones in front of Sun Hua and said in a deep voice: "I will crush Chen Feng."
win."
When Han Yu'er saw this scene, a flash of emotion flashed in her eyes. There were also other disciples with foreign origins. They all took out their spiritual stones and said, "We bet on senior brother to win."
On top of the cliff, Mr. Xu sat on a chair with a leisurely expression. Looking at the scene below, he smiled at an old man next to him who also had gray hair and beard: "These little guys are very affectionate and righteous, which is really good."
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The old man with white hair and beard next to him sighed: "It's mainly because there is Chen Feng at the core. Chen Feng treats them well enough and convinces them, so that's why it happens."
On the cliff opposite them, there was also a group of elders from other sects who were talking to a tall and burly old man. This old man looked quite old, but he was very energetic. Even half of his beard was black.
, his eyes were piercing, and his body exuded an unspeakable domineering air.
Next to him, a middle-aged man who looked similar to him, but his eyes were a little hazy, said with a smile: "Dad, today, Jingtian will definitely shine, shocking the entire Qianyuan Sect, and attracting the attention of the higher-ups."
