The young man in blue shirt provoked Feng Yuhe, directly bringing the martial arts tea party that had not yet begun to a small climax.
"It's Tang Feiyong, who is ranked fourteenth on the Billboard list!"
"Is he going to challenge Miss Feng?"
Many people recognized the young man in blue shirt and were surprised.
No matter how you say it, Feng Yuhe is still the eldest lady of the Feng family. Even if Tang Feiyong refuses to accept it, it would be too disrespectful to jump up and provoke her like this, right?
Aren't you afraid of offending the Feng family?
But soon, everyone felt relieved and understood Tang Feiyong's intention.
The martial arts tea party was originally a grand event where talents from all walks of life competed to become famous.
Tang Feiyong is only ranked fourteenth on the list of celebrities, and he cannot compare with a figure of Xiao Wuhen's level. I am afraid that there will not be many opportunities to show his prominence in this martial arts tea party.
But now, he is provoking Feng Yuhe under the spotlight, which will undoubtedly create a big public opinion for himself.
After all, before this, the host of a martial arts tea party had never been forced to step down.
If Tang Feiyong can do it, then he can be regarded as the first person in history.
This method is shameful, but very effective. It allows you to step on others to gain the upper hand.
After many people understood this, they secretly scolded Tang Feiyong for being shameless, but at the same time they couldn't help feeling upset.
Why didn't I think of it first?
"This Tang Feiyong is looking for death!" Xiao Ruotong clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, feeling angrily on Feng Yuhe's behalf.
"Brother, I think you should teach him a lesson. How can you let him lose the face of Sister Yuhe?"
However, when Xiao Wuhen heard this, he didn't respond at all.
Xiao Ruotong turned to look at Xiao Wuhen, only to find that Xiao Wuhen's eyes had been staring at Feng Yuhe, as if he was in a trance.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Xiao Ruotong was confused at first, then laughed and said, "Maybe you think Sister Yuhe has become more beautiful and you like her again, right?"
Xiao Wuhen came back to his senses and said seriously: "We haven't seen each other for a while. Yu He has really changed a lot. There is something hidden in her that I can't see through!"
"ah?"
Xiao Ruotong was originally joking, but when he heard his brother say it so seriously, he couldn't help but feel surprised.
Feng Yuhe's strength is certainly good, but how can he compare with his brother?
…
"Tang Feiyong, you say I am not qualified?"
Facing Tang Feiyong's provocation and many questioning looks, Feng Yuhe looked cold and calm.
Tang Feiyong said with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth: "Yes, if senior Feng Zhenhai comes forward to host the martial arts tea party, Tang will naturally be convinced, but you... how can you, a mere female figure, convince everyone present?"
When Feng Yuhe heard this, his eyes turned cold and he said, "Tang Feiyong, what's wrong with the prostitutes? Do you look down on women?"
"It's not that I look down on women, it's that the battle between martial arts is inherently prosperous and negative. There is not a single woman in the top ten of the list."
"Just because it didn't happen before, doesn't mean it doesn't happen now!" Feng Yuhe said coldly.
"Now?" Tang Feiyong sneered upon hearing this, "Are you referring to yourself?"
"So what?" Feng Yuhe argued.
"Haha..." Tang Feiyong suddenly burst out laughing, "Well, Tang is bold enough to ask Miss Feng for some advice. If Miss Feng can defeat Tang, Tang will leave the martial arts tea party immediately!"
When everyone heard the words, they understood in their hearts.
Between warriors, no principles are important, only four words are important: success is the king and defeat is the enemy!
If Feng Yuhe can beat Tang Feiyong, he can prove himself.
And if Feng Yuhe was not Tang Feiyong's opponent, the ending might be embarrassing.
"Tang Feiyong, you are no match for me. I would like to advise you not to humiliate yourself!" Feng Yuhe said coldly.
"Thank you, Miss Feng, for your kindness, but Tang has never hit the wall and never looked back. Please give me some advice!"
After finishing his words, Tang Feiyong stopped talking and raised his right hand slightly.
Keng!
The sword on his back was unsheathed with a sound, flying in the air before falling into his hand.
"Sword Shadow Wuji!"
With a deep shout, Tang Feiyong filled up his true energy and moved his sword among the flowing clouds, transforming into dozens of sword shadows and rushing towards Feng Yuhe.
When everyone present saw this, they all held their breath and concentrated, and their hearts tightened.
Tang Feiyong used a unique move from the beginning, and he was so powerful that I didn’t know if Feng Yuhe could take it.
"Humph, you don't overestimate your capabilities!"
Facing Tang Feiyong's unique move, Feng Yuhe snorted coldly, his purple clothes fluttered, and a strong wind swept out while waving his sleeves.
Click!
The sword shadows all over the sky instantly disintegrated and shattered.
"What……"
When Tang Feiyong was shocked, the strong wind had already hit him.
Peng!
Tang Feiyong spat out blood and flew five or six feet away like a kite with its string cut off.
Suddenly, the whole place was silent.
Deathly silence!
Not many people know about Feng Yuhe's strength, but according to rumors, he is only on the same level as Tang Feiyong.
But now, she actually waved her sleeves and blew Tang Feiyong away.
Isn’t this too scary?
"So... so awesome!" Xiao Ruotong opened her mouth, dumbfounded.
Next to him, Xiao Wuhen was also stunned for a long time, as if he couldn't believe it.
On the stage, Feng Yuhe had a cold temperament and was as arrogant as a goddess. He was completely different from the Feng Yuhe he had known at the beginning.
And even he didn't dare to say that he could hit Tang Feiyong hard with just one move, but Feng Yuhe could actually do it?
Could it be that her strength has surpassed her own?
Xiao Wuhen was like this, not to mention the rest of the people present, who were simply shocked beyond measure.
"Miss, your opponent seems to have appeared!" Xiaoling was also shocked by Feng Yuhe's strength and turned to look at Die Qianwu.
But I saw Die Qianwu looking thoughtful, as if thinking about something.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Xiaoling asked doubtfully.
"No, it's impossible!" Die Qianwu shook his head as if he had discovered something incredible.
"Miss, what's impossible?" Xiaoling's face was full of doubts.
"The Divine Phoenix Art, she uses the Divine Phoenix Art!" Die Qianwu said in a suppressed voice.
"The Divine Phoenix Art...ah? Isn't that the same technique as yours, miss?"
Xiaoling was surprised.
Although she has never seen Die Qianwu use the Divine Phoenix Art, it is said that the Divine Phoenix Art is an ancestral skill of the Die family.
Moreover, there will only be one descendant in a generation.
Feng Yuhe is not from the Die family, how can he know the Divine Phoenix Art?
"You can't be wrong, the aura on her body is so similar to mine, and she seems to be above me!" Die Qianwu felt heavy and complicated.
How could the inherited skills of the Die family be learned by an outsider?
Moreover, she had learned the Divine Phoenix Art in the family's forbidden area since she was a child, and she had unique advantages to achieve her current achievements in the Divine Phoenix Art.
But why should Feng Yuhe's realm be higher than hers?
"Haha... Sister Yu He, I didn't want to show up at first, but now I suddenly realize that I have fallen in love with you. How can I not give you face when you come to host the martial arts tea party?"
At this moment, with a loud laugh, a tall and burly young man in his twenties or seventies entered the venue, causing a commotion.
"Second on the most popular list, Flying Tiger Jiang Yuan!"