After Tang Feng finished speaking, there was a commotion in the audience.
Many people said: "Dragon Thorn User is really good. He is worthy of being the champion of this martial arts competition. He has not disgraced us China!"
"Since they want to fight, let's fight. No matter what the result is, we must not lose our momentum!"
Facing the angry roars of the people below, Tang Feng just smiled and ignored them, because he knew that these people would never care about his life or death.
What they really care about is the so-called shame and honor. Tang Feng can even imagine that if he avoids fighting, he will definitely be criticized and scolded by these so-called people in the world.
The Holy Envoy of The Sun Never Sets coldly shouted: "This is just right. Since you accept the challenge, let's get started!"
As he spoke, he wanted to turn over and rush onto the stage. The holy son of Brahma from ancient India was also ready to move.
Tang Feng shouted coldly: "But before we fight again, I still have a few words to say!"
The Holy Envoy of The Sun Never Sets had no choice but to pause and said impatiently: "If you have something to say, say it quickly! If you have farts, hurry up!"
Tang Feng sneered and said: "You must also know that China just held a martial arts competition, and I went through many challenges. Although I finally won the championship, because of many fierce battles, I was not only injured, but also the energy in my body was weakened.
Slumped into exhaustion.”
The Black Dragon King heard this and interjected: "Yes, the Dragon Thorn user is right. You can challenge him if you want, but you can't do it now. The Dragon Thorn user has not yet recovered his skills. This is unfair to him."
Although he didn't know what Tang Feng was planning, the Black Dragon King knew very well that if the opponent's force could temporarily avoid fighting, he would just avoid it for now.
After thinking for a while, the Black Dragon King said again: "Besides, is it possible that the two of you, the Holy Envoy and the Holy Son, will come on stage together and join forces to challenge me, the Chinese Dragon Thorn Envoy?"
The Sun Never Sets Holy Envoy coldly snorted: "With our status, it is naturally impossible for us to join forces to challenge, otherwise, if it spreads to the world, wouldn't it be a joke?"
The Holy Son of Brahma also followed: "Yes, it is naturally impossible to join forces, but this problem is not difficult. We can choose one of us to go first, and it will not be too late for the remaining one to fight later."
The Holy Envoy of The Sun Never Sets was already impatient and shouted: "Since you have already engaged in the battle, then be more relaxed. How long do you want to postpone it? Is it possible that you have postponed it for a year and a half and want us to wait?"
The Holy Son of Brahma said: "Your Excellency, Dragon Thorn Envoy, in my opinion, you are injured, but they are only minor injuries and do not matter. As for the loss of power and energy, you should be able to recover in one night."
The Holy Envoy of The Sun Never Sets said: "Yes, the most we can do is wait until tomorrow. Otherwise, you will deliberately delay and dare not accept the challenge. When the time comes, everyone will say that you Chinese warriors are cowardly.
What a coward!"
Tang Feng stared at him coldly and said word by word: "You don't have to wait long, the time of the battle is tomorrow at noon, and the location of the battle is right here!"
"Okay, it's really refreshing!" The Sun Never Sets Holy Envoy shouted coldly, and finally a smile appeared on his face. He was not afraid of the other party's challenge, but what he was afraid of was that the other party would not dare to challenge him.
After all, he had long seen that this so-called Dragon Thorn, the so-called champion of the Chinese Martial Arts Conference, was actually only a sixth-level Venerable in opening the meridians. He did not take this level seriously at all.
Before coming, he had heard many stories about the Dragon Thorn, especially the guy named Blood Thirteen, who was beaten to the point where he only had half his life left.
You must know that Blood Thirteen is a descendant of the blood-sucking God Clan, and he has also opened the five levels of blood ban. His potential is unprecedented and unprecedented, but he is still defeated by the opponent.
So subconsciously, he thought that this dragon thorn was extremely powerful. However, after arriving and actually seeing the person, he immediately felt disappointed, and at the same time he felt deep disdain for Blood Thirteen.
King Jero suddenly said: "In that case, I will come back to visit you tomorrow and say goodbye!"
After saying this, he waved his hand and led the Brahma Son and another old man away.
The chief elder of the Blood Alliance also said: "We also say goodbye. We will stay at the European embassy first and come back to visit tomorrow!" With that, the three people from the Blood Alliance quickly left.
Seeing this, the people around were a little disappointed. They were already very enthusiastic and were waiting to see the next battle between the world-class geniuses, but in the end they were postponed.
"It doesn't matter if it's delayed. We'll just come back tomorrow." Someone shook his head and said.
"There is no use in delaying it. The Holy Envoy of the European Blood Alliance and the Holy Son of Brahma from ancient India are both ninth-level venerables. No matter who they are, even the Dragon Thorn Envoy will have a hard time dealing with them.
"
"No, I was a little happy just now when I saw him win the championship. Now it's good and bad. It's really hard to say. In the battle tomorrow, it's almost impossible for the Dragon Thorn user to win!"
These people in the world were discussing one after another, and they also went down the mountain one after another, because at this time, the night was shrouded, and the bamboo forest was about to enter the dark night.
The seven people in the martial arts field still didn't move, they all still stood there like rocks.
When the irrelevant Jianghu people had completely left, the Black Dragon King suddenly turned to look at Tang Feng and asked, "Are you sure of this battle?"
Tang Feng smiled slightly and said: "If we fight today, I may not be sure, but when I wait until tomorrow, I am absolutely confident that I will win!"
As he spoke, he squeezed the brocade box subconsciously. The sandalwood brocade box contained the strange fruit.
The Black Dragon King's eyes flashed. His deep black eyes stared at Tang Feng for a long time in the dark night, and then he asked, "I don't understand what you mean."
Tang Feng said word by word: "I will retreat tonight and try my best to break through!"
The Black Dragon King shook his head and said: "Even so, in one night, even if you have the help of the strange fruit, your realm will not improve much."
Tang Feng said: "I have my own way." Regarding his secrets, especially the golden dragon claw in his heart, he could not tell anyone, nor would he tell anyone about it.
The Black Dragon King could see that he didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions. He just shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that the time is too short. Otherwise, I can inform Zulong and ask him to urgently recall the remaining dragon messengers. Then I will forget it."
If you are really defeated by the Dragon Thorn, you can also let the other Dragon Messengers save some of the situation."
Tang Feng smiled and said nothing. Of course he could tell that even the Black Dragon King didn't think he could win tomorrow's battle, so he said such words.
The White Dragon Envoy suddenly said: "There are two of them. Maybe tomorrow I will issue a challenge to choose one of them, so that the pressure on the Dragon Assassin Envoy will be less."
When he finished speaking, he was immediately opposed by the elder of the Tang Sect below: "Nonsense, what are you meddling in? Have you forgotten that you have not recovered from the forceful use of that peerless sword? During this period, you must not use force.
, otherwise the muscles and veins will become useless!”
The White Dragon Envoy did not speak again, but lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly.
Tang Feng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I understand your intentions, but these two people, maybe after tomorrow, I really won't take them seriously anymore!"
