"Who says it's not the case? Mr. Nangong Hongyi of the Nangong family is probably not qualified to carry shoes for these three people."
After a few words, everyone once again brought the topic to the Nangong family.
Moreover, the volume of discussion was not concealed at all.
Nangong Lingyue and more than a dozen people from the Nangong family were naturally extremely uncomfortable hearing this, but there was nothing they could do about it.
Back then, Mr. Nangong could be considered equal to Mr. Shangguan in Central City.
But now, he has fallen behind three people, and he can no longer even keep the position behind him.
No one can face this huge psychological gap calmly.
But they were not strong enough and could only swallow their anger.
Lu Feng looked calm and looked at the three old men.
The three old men are all dressed in gorgeous clothes, the style looks a bit retro, and they are indeed full of aura when they walk.
People who practice martial arts have their own aura, which is the kind of fierce aura that exudes from the inside out.
Things like aura are mysterious and mysterious. They are things that cannot be seen or touched, but they must be real.
Just like some people, you can tell at a glance that they are not to be trifled with, and that is because their aura is causing trouble.
Although Nangong Lingyue didn't want to talk to Lu Feng, she still followed Nangong Hongyi's instructions and introduced the three people to Lu Feng.
The three of them sat down, with Mr. Shangguan sitting in the middle, and the other two sitting on the left and right respectively.
While Lu Feng listened to Nangong Lingyue's description of the situation of these three aristocratic families, he stared at the three people closely.
At this time, the distance between Lu Feng and the high platform was not one hundred but eighty meters.
But as if he felt Lu Feng's gaze, Mr. Shangguan turned his head slightly, looked through the layers of crowds, and looked at Lu Feng accurately.
"His name is Shangguan Tianhong, and he is recognized as the strongest master in Haidong City." Nangong Lingyue introduced.
At this time, Shangguan Tianhong looked calm and looked at Lu Feng calmly.
In those seemingly calm eyes, there was a bloodthirsty tiger buried deep in his eyes, suddenly bursting out with a powerful aura.
A look scares away others, this sentence is not just a boast, there really is such a super strong person.
Shangguan Tianhong also knew very well that not to mention young people like Lu Feng, even middle-aged people like Misora Kangning could not easily resist his aura.
However, Lu Feng disappointed him and made Shangguan Tianhong doubt his own aura for the first time.
Lu Feng's expression remained unchanged, his palms gently resting on the armrests of the chair, and he looked at Nangong Tianhong without hesitation.
Those eyes, as deep as the stars and the sea, showed no fear or nervousness, but only endless indifference and incomparable determination.
"After a while, Shangguan Tianhong slowly looked back and said to himself: "It's interesting. I guess this year's Warriors Hegemony Conference will not be so peaceful."
"Master Shangguan, what do you mean?" asked the old man of the Gao family next to him.
"That place is the seat of the Nangong family, right?" Shangguan Tianhong raised his chin casually.
The old man of the Gao family looked at it from the corner of his eye and nodded in agreement.
Shangguan Tianhong nodded and said no more, winking at the middle-aged man next to him.
At this time, everyone has arrived, and those who came after Shangguan Tianhong and the others will also be disqualified.
After all, Shangguan Tianhong was the dominant family in the last martial arts competition.
That is the well-deserved number one martial arts family in Haidong City. Its status is so high that it cannot be expressed in words.
There is a distinction between superiority and inferiority in any field. If you come after the overlord family, there is no need to participate.
Then, a sturdy middle-aged man stepped forward with an indifferent expression.
This middle-aged man has a restrained aura, his eyes contain strength, and his body is as strong as a hill.
"His name is Miao Zhengwu. It is said that he was once the second place in a certain Haidong City warrior competition." Nangong Lingyue explained again.
Today she is Lu Feng's encyclopedia and acts as Lu Feng's commentator.
"Why didn't he participate? And the heads of the various aristocratic families on the stage were all strong, so why didn't he participate?" Lu Feng asked the doubt in his heart.
"Because of inheritance! Every family attaches great importance to inheritance, so the strength of the younger generation represents the strength of the family."
"Even in the secular world, there is a saying all the time. Ten years ago, the father respected the son, and ten years later, the son respected the father. From this, we can see how important the younger generation is."
"So most of the people participating in the martial arts competition are young disciples of martial arts families. They represent the entire martial arts circle in Haidong City."
Regarding these serious matters, Nangong Lingyue still did not hide anything and told Lu Feng truthfully.
Lu Feng frowned slightly, still a little incomprehensible, and asked: "The younger generation won the first place and was elected as the overlord of Haidong City's martial arts circle. Will those old foxes be convinced?"
"I'm afraid even if you are convinced on the surface, you will be reluctant in your heart." Lu Feng expressed his worries.
"You are worrying too much. This Haidong City Warriors Competition has been passed down for many years."
"The number one person in the younger generation must be regarded as the overlord by all martial arts families. No family can do so in a positive and negative way. This is an ancient saying!"
"If anyone is dissatisfied, then he can let his family's young warriors defeat the overlord in the ring."
"If they can't be defeated and still make small moves secretly, then any other martial arts family can attack them in groups."
Nangong Lingyue explained to Lu Feng again, dispelling some of Lu Feng's doubts.
Lu Feng nodded. For these aristocratic families with ancient heritage, they really value ancient teachings very much.
"Everyone, we meet again."
Miao Zhengwu stepped forward, stood on the edge of the high platform, and raised his hands in all directions.
There was no false politeness, just a simple greeting, echoing Miao Zhengwu's consistent style.
There were no less than 3,000 people in the venue. They all raised their palms and greeted Miao Zhengwu with a smile.
"Okay, no more nonsense, now let's invite all contestants to the stage."
Miao Zhengwu acted simply and rudely, and started right away.
After the words fell, young people from many martial arts families stood up and walked towards the square arena in the middle.
"The auditions are about to begin. Everyone will come together to fight and the fittest will survive." Nangong Lingyue did not get up in a hurry, but explained to Lu Feng.
"All contestants have to go up?" Lu Feng frowned slightly.
"No, some super experts, such as players from the three major families, can advance directly."
"I will talk to you about the rest of the matter alone. Let's get through the auditions in front of you first."
After Nangong Lingyue finished speaking, she stood up slowly, and Nangong and Ze also stood up.
A total of six people from the Nangong family, including Lu Feng, also walked towards the two-meter-high square arena.