This monk is young, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he still looks like a young man.
However, his temperament is definitely not what a young man can show. He is extremely calm and solid, even a bit sophisticated.
There is deep wisdom in his eyes.
He clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, walked to the side and sat down without saying a word.
His calm temperament was like that of a virtuous and eminent monk.
"Shifang Jungle actually sent people here too?"
Someone exclaimed: "And it seems that the disciple sent here is definitely not weak."
"Yes, Shifang Jungle, which has always been mysterious, actually attaches great importance to this competition?"
Someone counted secretly and suddenly shouted: "Among the nine major forces, five of them have already sent people here."
"This battle actually attracted so many people!"
"I don't know whether they came to see Chen Feng or Yu Taihong."
At this time, a rough and old voice suddenly sounded in the distance, accompanied by a burst of laughter: "Of course they are looking at me!"
When these words were heard here, everyone was shocked and their blood surged.
Even some of the weaker ones were so shocked that they spurted out a mouthful of blood!
Everyone was shocked, knowing that this person's move was to give everyone a warning.
The thoughtful person shouted loudly: "Yu Taihong is here! This is Yu Taihong is here!"
Then, everyone saw a carriage coming across the sky.
This carriage is all purple and gold in color and seems to be made of a very rare purple metal.
The horse pulling the cart in front was about three feet long, all white, with a long line of snow-white spurs from its head to its tail.
What looks like an extremely divine horse is obviously also a very rare and powerful monster.
The carriage stopped next to the ring, and three people stepped out. They were Yu Taihong's three disciples, He Qingcang, Fu Ziming, and his younger brother Fu Zihe.
Then, the three of them knelt on the stage and shouted loudly: "Welcome Master."
Then, the carriage door behind opened and an old man strode out.
It is none other than Yu Taihong.
He Qingcang quickly took out a large purple and gold chair from the carriage, placed it on the ring, and asked Yu Taihong to sit down.
When everyone saw it, they all exclaimed: "What a grand gesture!"
Everyone looked at him with their eyes fixed.
"This is the legendary Yu Taihong!"
Yu Taihong is so famous near Tianzi City that his disciples can use his reputation to act domineeringly and unscrupulously, but there are very few people who have actually seen him.
Yu Taihong laughed and slowly sat down.
Then, an aura emitted from his body. Feeling this aura, everyone exclaimed: "The aura of a mid-stage one-star Martial Emperor! This is the aura of a mid-stage one-star Martial Emperor!"
"Yes, his momentum is so strong!"
"Haha, we will definitely win this time." Those who bought Yu Taihong's victory were already convinced and shouted excitedly!
At this time, a cold snort came: "Isn't it amazing to be a one-star Martial Emperor in the middle stage?"
The next moment, a woman appeared in the stands.
After everyone saw her, they all exclaimed: "Ying Ziyue, this is the eldest lady of Donghuang Winner, Ying Ziyue!"
The news about Ying Ziyue's appearance here a few days ago has been spread here. Everyone knows that the eldest lady of Donghuang Yingying has come here. Not only is she here, but she also supports Chen Feng very much.
At this time, Ying Ziyue was looking at Yu Taihong angrily.
Yu Taihong looked at Ziyue, with a gloomy smile on his lips, and said: "Miss Ying, I know you are here to cheer for your lover Chen Feng."
"But I'm sorry."
He raised his chin and said with great arrogance: "Today, you will watch me torture him to death with your own eyes!"
"I must let him die miserably so that I can vent my hatred!"
He was afraid of Donghuang Winner and did not dare to directly attack Winner Ziyue.
However, he is not afraid of attacking Chen Feng.
Ying Ziyue looked at him, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and said softly: "If you are careful, your tongue flashes, and you don't know who tortured whom to death."
"I have full confidence in Brother Chen Feng!"
"Haha, having confidence is a good thing, but unfortunately it is useless just to have confidence."
Yu Taihong laughed loudly: "Who does Chen Feng deserve to be compared with me? I can crush him to death with just one finger!"
At this moment, a faint and clear voice suddenly came: "Who are you going to crush to death?"
After hearing this voice, everyone trembled.
The volume of this voice was not high, and it seemed to have no emotion, just a light tone.
However, it seemed to ring in everyone's ears, like a yellow bell.
When people listen to it, they can't help but tremble from the internal organs to the muscles, with a strange rhythm.
After hearing this voice, Ziyue didn't pause at all. She jumped up and shouted happily: "Brother Chen Feng, brother Chen Feng, are you here?"
She looked into the distance, eagerly waiting.
The next moment, everyone turned their attention to the distance.
Then, they saw a figure flying towards them from the far horizon, and soon came close.
This man is tall, handsome, and dressed in white. If he's not Chen Feng, who is he?
"Is he Chen Feng?" Many people speculated.
"Yes, it's Chen Feng." Someone who had seen Chen Feng immediately confirmed loudly.
But soon, the crowd started to exclaim: "This Chen Feng, something doesn't look right!"
"Yes, you see there is blood on his clothes, his face is pale, and even his breath is a little erratic."
"All of these are manifestations of serious injuries!"
"That's right. Could it be said that Chen Feng has been seriously injured? What happened to him? Why was he seriously injured before this competition?"
"Could it be that Yu Taihong arranged for someone to ambush him in advance?"
Everyone discussed loudly.
Not only them, but also Yu Taihong, several of his disciples, and those watching in the stands also discovered this.
Suddenly, Ziyue's face changed drastically, with a look of deep worry on her face. She was panicked to the extreme. She was even more sad and panicked than when she was injured.
She flashed and was about to fly towards Chen Feng.
At this time, the two elders Xuan Tie grabbed his arm.
Elder Xuan Tie said in a deep voice: "Miss, if you go over to see him now, it would be a bit inappropriate. You should wait until the comparison is over!"
Ziyue took a deep breath, and she also knew that now was not the time for her to be willful.
