A Ding glanced at the two women and knew what they were thinking.
She rolled her eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Feiyu, it seems that your two confidantes don't really trust your strength."
Before Chen Feiyu could speak, Fairy Qiong Ling had a pretty face, and then said with a smile: "Sister, what are you talking about? Qinglian and I can't trust Feiyu, so how can we not believe in Feiyu's strength?"
"Trust Feiyu? When we didn't show up just now, we heard your discussion clearly. It seems that you were the one who said Feiyu might lose the game."
"This...this..."
Fairy Qiong Ling couldn't help herself, so she suddenly looked at Chen Feiyu, grabbed Chen Feiyu's arm, and said with a bit of coquettishness, "Feiyu, you have to believe Qiong Ling, Qiong Ling has never doubted you."
Look at her pitiful appearance, how can she still have the appearance of a Taoist fairy?
Fairy Qinglian couldn't help but cover her forehead and said: "Okay, okay, it's not that we don't believe in Feiyu, it's just that the 'selfless' strong man is extremely powerful. It's not a bad thing for Feiyu to be careful."
Chen Feiyu smiled and said: "I know what you mean. Don't worry, I, Chen Feiyu, never do anything I'm not sure about. Since I am confident of winning, there must be no problem."
The two women nodded, but looking at their expressions, they were still a little doubtful.
A Ding shook his head and smiled. If Fairy Qinglian and Fairy Qiongling knew that not long ago, Master Yang Shu, who was also in the "selfless" realm, was beaten to the point of running away by Chen Feiyu, they probably would not suspect Chen Feiyu.
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At this moment, an elder of the Fierce Underworld Sect appeared on the ring. Looking at the bustling and noisy crowd below, he exerted his deep strength and coughed twice, as if it was ringing in everyone's ears.
Everyone looked at the elders on the stage, and the surrounding area became quiet.
He then showed a satisfied smile, cleared his throat, and said: "I am Futian, the elder of the Fierce Underworld Cult. Thanks to your love, I have come all the way to participate in the martial arts competition of my sect's holy girl. I am very honored."
"Don't talk nonsense. I heard that Bai Nian is really as tall as a jade. She is shy of the moon. Why don't you call her out and let us see her? Otherwise, who knows if she really looks like an ugly monster. Then we have come here in vain.
It’s not a big deal just to go there, I’m just afraid that I won’t be able to hang up when the wedding room is full of flowers and candles.”
The speaker was a strong man, holding a spear in his hand, and his eyes were full of greed.
Everyone around laughed.
In a manor behind the competition arena, Bai Nianzhen was sitting in the house. When he heard the words outside, his pretty face turned frosty: "You're talking nonsense, open your mouth!"
The old man Futian on the ring actually heard it. He nodded, and in a flash, he came to the side of the big man with the gun. He raised his hand and slapped the big man in the face: "You should open your mouth when your mouth is full of shit!"
"Pa bang bang..."
The big man with the gun didn't even react. He had been slapped several times in the face, his teeth were broken, and his mouth was full of blood.
Bai Ningshuang felt a little relieved and sent a message to Futian: "That's enough."
Only then did Futian stop his hand, slapped the big man away with one palm, jumped back to the ring, and warned: "Next time you dare to disrespect the saint, you will be the enemy of the Fierce Underworld Cult. Be careful not to save your life!"
The big man was lying on the ground, breathing too much out and not breathing in much, and he was seriously injured.
Everyone around was shocked. How did Futian appear in front of the big man and how did he take action? They didn't see clearly at all. The strength of the elders of the Fierce Ming Sect was simply terrifying!
Having learned from the experience of the big man with a gun, they dared not talk nonsense. They all became alert and listened attentively to Futian's speech.
Futian was very satisfied with everyone's current attitude and grinned: "Don't worry, everyone, the beauty of the saint I taught is of natural beauty. She can even be said to be unparalleled in the world..."
A Ding, Fairy Qinglian and Fairy Qiong Ling all snorted.
The beauty of the three girls is not inferior to that of Bai Nianzhen.
Especially A Ding is even better than Bai Nianzhen.
Now that they heard Futian describing Bai Nianzhen's beauty as "unparalleled in the world", the three women were naturally dissatisfied.
Chen Feiyu smiled. It seems that no matter how strong a woman is, what a woman cares about most is her appearance.
Just listen to Futian continue to say: "As long as you can win the martial arts competition and become the son-in-law of the fierce underworld sect, you will be devotedly trained by my sect."
The eyes of everyone around the ring suddenly flashed with excitement. The Fierce Underworld Sect is a top force that has been passed down for thousands of years. Its foundation is so profound that even when compared with the Tiandao Sect, it is not far behind.
If you can get the dedicated training from the Xioming Cult, your future achievements will be limitless.
Not to mention, you can also get a beautiful girl like Bai Nianzhen.
What is a winner in life? This is what a winner in life is!
"There is no age limit for the marriage contest, whether it is good or evil. As long as you can win the final victory, you will be the son-in-law of the Fierce Underworld Sect. Now, the martial arts contest has officially begun."
After Futian announced loudly, he came to sit down at the chair under the ring, poured a cup of tea, and drank it leisurely.
Everyone around him was envious.
"I'll come first. I'm determined to marry Saint Bai Nianzhen!"
A man in his thirties jumped onto the ring, holding a long sword and looking around with arrogance.
"Then let me come and meet you for a while."
Soon, another man jumped onto the ring, and the two sides fought fiercely. The fight was very fierce.
"Feiyu, it seems you have quite a few competitors."
At the restaurant, A Ding was gloating about his misfortune.
"No matter how many people there are, they are nothing more than chickens and dogs."
While Chen Feiyu was speaking, he looked at Mr. Li next to Long Yiming in the crowd.
At this moment, Long Yiming looked at the fierce competition on the ring and yawned out of boredom: "Martial arts are indeed not prosperous in the Holy Land. Watching them compete is even more boring than watching a cockfight."
Mr. Li said contemptuously: "The level of the Holy Land is really disappointing. Thinking about Chen Feiyu's strength, it is also disappointing. By the way, who is Chen Feiyu? Why haven't I seen him yet?"
Feng Xin smiled flatteringly and said: "Mr. Li, please wait a moment. Chen Feiyu regards Bai Nianzhen as his woman. As long as he waits patiently, Chen Feiyu will definitely appear."
Mr. Li nodded, but there was already a bit of impatience between his eyebrows.
Also looking forward to Chen Feiyu's appearance is Bai Nianzhen.
Seeing that the competition for marriage had begun, but Chen Feiyu was still missing, Bai Nianzhen became more and more anxious.
If Master Shan Tinglian hadn't comforted her that Chen Feiyu would definitely show up, she would have gone out to look for Chen Feiyu long ago.