Then, a hearty and rough voice came over: "Old Feng, which gust of wind brought you here?"
Feng Hongyun laughed and said: "There are several disciples who will enter the inner courtyard this year. I will take them to the top of the mountain first to see the situation and let them get familiar with the disciples in the inner courtyard."
Within the gate, there was suddenly a purple light that stretched out like a carpet, extending in front of Chen Feng and the others.
It was about several hundred meters long and five meters wide. Then, four people stepped onto this purple light.
So, with a flick of the brush, the purple light disappeared, and the next moment, Chen Feng and others appeared in the hall.
This hall is entirely made of a special black metal. It looks desolate, simple and grand, without any luxury.
After arriving here, Chen Feng looked up and saw no one on the first seat.
On both sides of the main hall, there were dozens of men and women standing. The oldest ones could not be more than forty years old, and they were generally around thirty years old. They were looking at themselves and others with arrogance, with a hint of confusion in their eyes.
Scrutiny and disdain.
Feng Hongyun looked at Chen Feng and others, laughed and said: "I'm going to catch up with my old friends. You guys stay here slowly. I will come back to find you later."
As he said that, he disappeared in a flash, leaving only Chen Feng and the others here.
As soon as he left, the dozens of inner court disciples in the main hall, who were originally a little restrained, now became completely unscrupulous.
They walked up slowly and looked down at Chen Feng and others with arrogant faces. No, to be precise, it should be Chen Feng.
They were targeting Chen Feng.
A young man wearing a green robe with a cold and arrogant expression walked up to Chen Feng, looked him up and down, curled his lips slightly with a look of disdain on his face: "What the hell? How come a waste with only a five-star Martial King level got in?
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Many inner court disciples murmured and shook their heads: "It's ridiculous that a five-star martial king can enter the inner court!"
The green-robed young man said with a joking smile in his eyes: "Are you Chen Feng?"
Chen Feng nodded: "Yes, I am!"
"Hahahaha," the young man in green robe suddenly raised his voice and laughed loudly: "Are you the famous good-for-nothing Chen Feng from the outer courtyard?"
He looked at Chen Feng with disdain on his face and laughed loudly: "Are those people in the outer courtyard blind? They let you, a good-for-nothing pariah, enter the inner courtyard?"
Chen Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly: "I brought it up myself!"
"Ha, you beat me up yourself?" The young man in green robe sneered: "What kind of rubbish are those disciples in the outer courtyard? They can't even beat you?"
He looked at Chen Feng and tsked twice, with a strong look of disdain on his face: "You are already a waste, but I didn't expect them to be even more waste than you."
Among the many disciples in the inner courtyard behind him, someone laughed and said, "Junior brother Yun, why do you say that? I just took a look and found that Chen Feng is indeed a bit weak in strength, but just saying that he is a waste is a bit too much.
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He seemed to be speaking for Chen Fengfeng, but when he said this, there was a strong look of ridicule on his face.
Obviously, he was cooperating with Junior Brother Yun to humiliate Chen Feng.
Junior Brother Yun laughed loudly, turned around and said with a rather respectful expression: "Senior Brother Zhuo, you don't know something about this."
"This Chen Feng, in terms of strength, is extremely humble. It's not a bad idea to call him a waste."
"However, it would be a bit excessive to say that he is a waste just because of his strength and status. After all, some people are not strong enough now, but they can catch up in the future."
"That's right." The inner court disciples nodded.
"What a pity!" Junior Brother Yun laughed loudly and said, "This Chen Feng's potential is almost zero. Brothers and sisters, do you know that this Chen Feng's martial spirit is a useless martial spirit!"
"What? Wasted martial soul?" Many disciples in the inner courtyard really didn't know about this. When they heard it, they were all shocked.
And the next moment, the shock turned into deep disdain and ridicule.
They looked at Chen Feng with contempt on their faces!
"It turned out to be a useless martial spirit. That's really the end. If the cultivation level is low now, there is still a possibility of catching up in the future. But if the martial spirit is a useless martial spirit, it means that the potential is zero, and there is no hope in this life.
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Some people looked dissatisfied: "This kind of trash can even enter the inner courtyard. It is simply an insult to our inner courtyard!"
"That's right!" The people in the inner courtyard looked at Chen Feng with hostility and contempt on their faces.
At this time, Junior Brother Na Yun laughed and said: "Those people in the outer courtyard are blind and let him enter the inner courtyard, but we are not blind. We will teach him a lesson when the time comes."
"Help this junior brother practice martial arts and improve his cultivation. Maybe his cultivation will also increase greatly! Don't you think so? Hahahaha."
After hearing what he said, the disciples in the inner courtyard were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"That's right," someone rubbed their hands and said expectantly: "Since entering the inner courtyard, I haven't had much competition with others!"
"This time is just right. I have learned from this junior brother. I have grown, and so has his cultivation."
They said it was a competition, but in fact they were just taking the opportunity to teach Chen Feng a lesson, and it was a very cruel lesson.
Ridicule, insults, and provocations came like a crazy tide.
Chen Feng, on the other hand, stood among the crowd, bowing his head and saying nothing, like an old monk in meditation.
However, his trembling hands betrayed his mood at this time.
In Chen Feng's heart, the anger had burned to the extreme.
He didn't expect that this would be what greeted him before he stepped into the inner courtyard.
His eyes slowly filled with anger!
Senior Brother Zhuo, with a long sword on his back and dressed in white, looked quite handsome.
Many female disciples looked at him with eyes full of admiration.
He walked up to Chen Feng with a proud look on his face, suddenly took off the long sword from his back, with the scabbard attached, and looked like Chen Feng pointed it at him.
Chen Feng did not dodge, because he could see that there was no murderous intent behind this sword.
There was no murderous intent, but there was deep contempt and humiliation.
This sheathed long sword touched Chen Feng's chest, and then struck it three times.
Senior Brother Zhuo stared at Chen Feng and said coldly: "Chen Feng, the look in your eyes just now seems to be very dissatisfied!"
"I heard that you, a good-for-nothing, are very restless and can cause trouble when you are in the outer courtyard."
"I'm warning you, after you come to the Inner Court, your world will no longer be yours. That is completely different from the Outer Court. Maybe your strength can still make some waves in the Outer Court, but in the Inner Court, anyone who comes out can do it.
