"Murong..." Shen Feng looked at this man, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
This person turned out to be a man named Murong whom he had met in the Ye family in the imperial capital before, but his specific name was unknown. Shen Feng did not expect that Murong was also qualified to be here.
To be honest, Shen Feng can easily defeat Murong with one hand. With this strength, he can also be a judge, which shows how rubbish this martial arts competition is.
"Why are there still little gangsters here to cause trouble? Come on, kick them out." Mr. Huang, who had walked in from the door earlier, ordered the men around him.
"Security, where are the security? Who told you to let him in? Beat this rude beggar out. All kinds of shit can come to the martial arts center. Are you all doing it for a living?" The man in white looked furious. He didn't. Thinking that this Longcheng Martial Arts Gym was so brave that it dared to come directly to trouble him.
Immediately, a group of people surrounded Shen Feng.
At this time, Murong, who was standing next to the man in white, suddenly spoke.
"Wait a minute." Murong obviously hesitated for a long time before he said to the man in white, "Forget it, just let him go out and ignore him."
"Why, do you know him?" Bian Lin frowned slightly. If Murong knew him, then this matter would have to be reconsidered.
Although this Murong only has the strength of the sixth degree, his qualifications are very old. He has already been promoted to the seventh degree master, and he is on an equal footing with him. When Murong speaks, he naturally has to consider it, even if the person in front of him is a loser who has humiliated him.
"I don't know." Murong shook his head hastily. He had been repaired by Shen Feng before. How could he agree like this? He must not want to admit it. If this spreads out, his reputation will be ruined in the future. How can he have prestige in front of people? Woolen cloth.
"If you don't know me, then just stand aside and I'll handle it." Bian Lin smiled and looked at Shen Feng with a fierce look in his eyes.
"You are the seventh-level martial arts master, right? This name for you is like putting the title of master on the stool, which is disgusting." Shen Feng stared at Bian Lin with a smile.
"Do you know who you are talking to? Well, since you are so arrogant, I will give you a chance." Bian Lin sneered. This is the first time in so many years that he has been embarrassed by this. He will definitely not let it go easily. Shen Feng, with his status, should not pay attention to Shen Feng, but he could not let Shen Feng continue to be rampant. He immediately turned his head, looked at Mr. Huang standing aside, and said with a smile: "Master Huang, you and this man If you lose in a fight, I guarantee you will advance directly to the martial arts tournament in the imperial capital, how about that?"
"Of course there is no problem, but the competition is a bit boring, why not make a life-and-death decision?" Mr. Huang understood what Bian Lin meant. Only two people knew about his relationship with Bian Lin. In fact, he had already been helped by Bian Lin. Entering the martial arts competition in the imperial capital, Bian Lin said this just because he wanted to teach this kid a lesson, so making a life-and-death gesture was the best way to teach him a lesson.
"Your conditions are good, but..." Bian Lin looked at Shen Feng and sneered: "I wonder if this 'master' who dares to speak rudely to me dares to agree."
"It's boring to fight him, why don't we two do it? We have made a declaration of life and death. Life and death are determined by fate and wealth. Do you, a seventh-level martial arts master, dare you or not?" Shen Feng smiled, not caring at all.
"Looking for death, have you just come out of a mental hospital? Can you challenge the seventh-level martial arts master?"
"He's just a stupid young man who doesn't care about his life. He probably just got dumped by his girlfriend today and is here to seek death."
"There must be a death in the family, and he has lost confidence in life, so he asked Grandmaster Bian Lin to teach him a lesson."
After hearing Shen Feng's arrogant words, the people around him began to ridicule. His vicious words were not like those of a martial arts practitioner, they were even more vicious than a local ruffian.
What kind of character is Bian Lin? He is a master of seventh-level martial arts. He can solve the existence of ten people with just a few moves.
The youngest of the seventh-level martial arts masters is over forty years old. With Shen Feng's age of less than thirty years old, can he be Bian Lin's opponent?
I'm afraid the people who can believe it are either insane or idiots with brain problems.
"Little bastard, do you know who you are talking to?" When Bian Lin said this, the anger in his heart suddenly rose. He wanted to crush Shen Feng to let him know the gap between the two people.
"Are you afraid? I didn't expect that a seventh-level martial arts master would be afraid. Is it a title bought with money?" Shen Feng said with a smile. He used the provoking method just to get rid of Bian Lin.
He competed with Mr. Huang. The two of them were not on the same level at all. It was a complete waste of time. What Shen Feng wanted was to directly deal with Bian Lin. Then Longcheng Martial Arts Hall would naturally be able to participate in the competition, or directly advance, and he could spend a lot of time. If money buys rankings, then the rules will disappear.
"Okay, make a decision to live and die." Bian Lin gritted his teeth. With his status as a seventh-level martial arts master, he really ignored Shen Feng. But with so many people watching, he would be afraid if he didn't agree. Since he can solve it with his own hands It doesn't matter if this arrogant and arrogant piece of trash wastes a little time.
The occurrence of this scene made everyone in the Longcheng Martial Arts Hall who had already reached the venue feel a little uneasy.
"Director, Bian Lin is a seventh-level martial arts master. Can Shen Feng beat him?" Wenren Rong Yu originally wanted to take Shen Feng away, but now that he's like this, it's probably too late to leave. A group of security guards and others came The contestants all looked at them eagerly and were hostile to them. If they didn't apologize, they wouldn't be able to leave here at all.
"It's difficult. Although Master Shen is also a Grandmaster, according to my guess, he should be at the sixth level of strength, and there is still a gap between the seventh level." The curator frowned, obviously not very optimistic about Shen Feng.
"It's all my fault." Wenren Rongyu lowered his head in self-blame.
It was because of her last time that Shen Feng had a conflict with Feng Yang Taekwondo people, and those people used guns against them.
This time it was because of her that Shen Feng came to this martial arts center.
"Am I a dead star?" Wenren Rongyu lowered his head in despair, "No, we can't let Shen Feng compete with him."
This is a life-and-death test. Unlike others, it is impossible to kill someone, but serious injuries are inevitable.
"Shen Feng, don't compete with him. Let's apologize and leave." Wen Ren Rong Yu walked to Shen Feng and said pleadingly.
She knew that Shen Feng was angry and would not leave easily at this time.
"It's okay, don't worry, I will let you participate in this competition in the Imperial Capital." Shen Feng smiled and comforted.
Wenren Rong Yu suddenly trembled. It turned out that Shen Feng wanted to participate in this imperial capital competition so that he could stand out.
She was very moved and pulled Shen Feng's sleeve, "I won't participate. I really won't participate."
"How can this work? Hasn't this always been your dream? Don't worry, just treat me to a meal after it's over." Shen Feng smiled and said meaningfully: "And don't forget, Kiss me twice, and I will forget the feeling you had when you kissed me last time."
After Shen Feng finished speaking, he walked to Bian Lin and said, "Then start, stop inking, I can't wait for you to hit me."
"So you are a masochist, then I will satisfy you." Bian Lin sneered.
Murong, who was standing next to Bian Lin, wanted to hold him back because he knew that Shen Feng was very powerful, but when he saw Shen Feng glance at him, he gave up the idea. Bian Lin was stronger than him, that was for sure. Yes, he actually wanted to see who was stronger and who was weaker in front of Shen Feng, the seventh-level martial arts master, so he didn't say anything.
If Bian Lin wins, then he can avenge the pain of being humiliated by Shen Feng last time, and he can hold his head up in the future. If Bian Lin loses, then he thinks that he must not provoke Shen Feng in the future, and even have to Good to him.
After a while, someone brought a piece of paper.
Shen Feng and Bian Lin pressed their fingerprints on it respectively.
Then walked to the platform.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
After Mr. Huang, the people around him shouted the most cheerfully.
The people at the Longcheng Martial Arts Hall were feeling uneasy. They practiced martial arts and knew best how strong the strength was between each rank.
Although Shen Feng was not weak, they felt that he was still a little behind in front of a real master.
"Start quickly, I'm going to have dinner with a beautiful woman later." Shen Feng looked at Wenren Rong Yu and smiled at Bian Lin.
"You don't overestimate your capabilities. I wonder how you, a junior, will beg me for mercy later." Bian Lin said to Shen Feng gloomily.
Even though Shen Feng didn't know any real martial arts routines, he was familiar with them from his training with Wenren Rong Yu Rong Yu. He put on a pretentious pose.
"Embroidered fists and legs." Bian Lin sneered, "Come on!"
Shen Feng throws the most powerful punch, just like when he defeated the foreign boxing champion Heijing with one punch in the underground boxing ring.
Facing a seventh-level martial arts master, he will not hold back. What he wants is thunderous force, and what he wants is to defeat the enemy with one move.
This is an unwritten rule for mercenaries. If you can kill directly, you will never say much, because this will leave opportunities for the enemy.
Bian Lin sneered when he saw Shen Feng charging towards him directly. He originally thought that this young man had some ability, but looking at this, it was nothing more than brute force. He didn't even defend, and just used his palms to To welcome him, he had to neutralize Shen Feng's moves. In his subconscious mind, Shen Feng was just his enemy in one round.
But the next moment, Bian Lin was stunned. When Shen Feng's fist came in front of him, he realized that he was wrong.
The powerful wind seemed to tear the air and hit him on the chest. This punch made him feel a strong sense of crisis. He wanted to retreat, but it was already too late.
"Ugh!" Bian Lin was directly punched in the chest by Shen Feng.
Even his blocking hand was not as fast as Shen Feng's, and then he backed away violently.
After retreating for more than ten meters, he stopped. After three seconds, Bian Lin's expression changed three times, from horror to pain to despair, and then he knelt down directly.
This was not intentional, but the pain coming from his chest made him hold his chest with both hands, as if his internal organs had been traumatized.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Bian Lin coughed three times in a row, and Yin Hong's blood dripped from the corner of his mouth onto the ground of the martial arts center.
There was silence all around.
One round, instant kill!
The first was Mr. Huang, who was closest to Shen Feng. He was shocked at first, and then felt lucky. It was not difficult for him to imagine what the result would have been if he had been on the field just now. I am afraid it would have been more serious than Bian Lin's injury.
This is a life and death contract, and you won't be held responsible even if you are beaten to death.
Murong stood there, even though he had been prepared in his heart, he was still so surprised that he could not speak, with fear in his eyes. Fortunately, he did not rely on the crowd to humiliate Shen Feng again.
Wenren Rong Yu and a group of people from Longcheng Martial Arts Hall were just surprised and in disbelief.
"Who is this person? A master of seventh-level martial arts. Can you not survive a round in front of him?"
"Even a ninth-level master may not be able to do it. It's too scary."
The people around him whispered to each other in low voices, and the people who had mocked Shen Feng just now did not dare to look directly at him.
"Master Shen is indeed Master Shen." The curator sighed, saying that their Longcheng Martial Arts Hall had found a treasure.
"Are you admitting defeat?" Shen Feng's punch caused Bian Lin to lie in the hospital for at least half a year. He didn't want to kill anyone, as long as Bian Lin admitted his mistake.
"Admit defeat... Master, I admit defeat. You are the real master of martial arts." Bian Lin knelt on the ground, as if he was sincerely admitting his mistake to Shen Feng.
"That's good. I won't kill you today. You understand what happened at Longcheng Martial Arts Hall." Shen Feng said with a sneer.
"I understand, master, I understand what you mean. I will definitely ensure that Longcheng Martial Arts Hall enters the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Conference and gets a ranking." How dare Bian Lin refuse to agree.
"No, you can just let them compete normally." Shen Feng said. If he really wanted the Dragon City Martial Arts Hall to get a ranking, he would help them. With his strength, he could win the championship. It would be no problem, but he would lose it. Knowing Ren Rong Yu's original intention, I believe he doesn't want to see it either.