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286 , the seventeenth martial arts palace

Zhao Feng did not expect that more troubles would follow. Outside Jiayi's door, there was a lot of noise:

"Get out of here that bitch!"

Outside the gate of A1, a group of guys wearing the costumes of the disciples of the Martial Arts Palace surrounded three gorgeously dressed disciples of the Martial Arts Palace. They shouted in unison and completely blocked the gate of the courtyard of Jia1.

Zhao Feng turned around and walked out of the door. When he saw the scene outside the door, he shook his head and walked straight towards the leading man, who had just been kicked out by him.

"You really deserve a beating. I just kicked you out and found a bunch of wild dogs barking here again. This time I will teach you how to behave!"

Without saying anything, Zhao Feng went up and punched. These martial arts disciples were mediocre in strength and had no power to fight back against Zhao Feng. Within a cup of tea, they all fell to the ground and were beaten in turn by Zhao Feng.

The three leaders among them were already unconscious and passed out on the spot.

Zhao Feng was beating vigorously when someone came nearby and said, "Stop!"

Zhao Feng turned to look at the person who came. He was wearing the clothes of a deacon of the Martial Palace, carrying a long sword on his back, but wearing a mask.

"Where did you come from? Get out of here. Otherwise, I'll make you look for teeth all over the floor!"

"Seeking death!" The man suddenly drew his sword, and the long sword in his hand turned into a little cold star, piercing Zhao Feng's throat.

Zhao Feng is not a timid master. If someone wants to kill him, he will definitely fight back directly.

With a thud and a clang, the sword in the hand of the sword holder fell to the ground, and he looked at the spear that penetrated his chest in surprise. He would never understand until his death why a novice who participated in the Martial Palace Competition was so strong.

"Seek death!" Zhao Feng raised his hand and fired a fireball, burning the dead body to ashes.

"Do you also want to die? Get out!"

When these guys who were beaten saw the dead people, they realized that Zhao Feng was not someone they could provoke at all. They hurriedly lifted up their unconscious companions and fled.

"What's going on? Are the disciples of the Martial Arts Palace also participating in the competition?" Zhao Feng couldn't understand the situation, shook his head and returned to his residence.

"Did you already know about this situation?"

The five people in the courtyard kept silent when faced with Zhao Feng's questioning. Zhao Feng was very disgusted when he saw the appearance of these people.

"Since you all think so highly of yourself, please leave. I don't welcome eating food from inside or outside!"

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he walked away. The five of them looked at each other, and with a flash of light, they were all teleported away. There was no chance to regret.

"It's finally clean!" Zhao Feng walked to the door of the main hall, turned around and looked at the empty courtyard, satisfied, then turned around and opened the door.

On the other side, Gan Xiaoxiao was fighting fiercely. She faced the siege of more than ten people alone. After a hasty response, she began to take the initiative.

An ice wall, plus a shield, after Gan Xiaoxiao ensured her safety, she said loudly: "You leave quickly, otherwise I will go on a killing spree!"

Around Gan Xiaoxiao, sixteen mages of various systems launched attacks from the four systems of wind, fire, gold and earth. Flames and strong winds cooperated with each other. Stones the size of millstones continued to fall, and more than a dozen weapons of various types were intended to attack, but they were all killed by Gan Xiaoxiao.

The shield emitted blocks it.

"Don't talk nonsense to her. Let's work harder and kill this little girl. There are a lot of good things in Jiayi's courtyard, enough for us to share."

Gan Xiaoxiao was confused. Like Zhao Feng, she had no idea what the benefits of the Jiayi courtyard were.

"Since you are so stubborn, let's go to hell together!"

Gan Xiaoxiao raised her staff high, and more and more turbulent ice waves gathered around her. Along with the howling wind, hailstones as big as eggs were sprayed out in all directions.

"ah!"

All the girls surrounding Gan Xiaoxiao were dumbfounded. Together, their fighting power was much greater than that of their opponent.

In front of the courtyard gate on the right side of the palace, there are lifelike ice sculptures the size of ordinary people, which completely suppressed other girls who wanted to seize this courtyard.

Gan Xiaoxiao walked into the courtyard and did almost exactly the same thing as Zhao Feng. He found an excuse and drove away all the maids and servants.

Zhao Feng sat in the main hall, next to the Eight Immortals table, and did not think there was any special benefit here. In order to find out what the secrets of Jiayi Courtyard were, he visited every room in the front yard, but found nothing.

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"Is it possible that they are in the martial arts training ground and quiet room?"

Zhao Feng pondered while walking towards the backyard. There was a small door between the front yard and the side house on the right that led to the backyard.

The backyard is much larger than the front yard, and is shaded by trees, with a corner of a building with cornices exposed.

Zhao Feng walked quickly and saw a martial arts training ground of several hundred square meters. When he entered the martial arts training ground, he immediately realized that this place was really different.

"The soul energy here is more than a hundred times richer than outside. This alone is enough to make those participating in the Martial Palace Competition jealous."

Zhao Feng walked around the martial arts training ground and soon discovered that the back door of the martial arts training ground led to a meditation room. The quiet room was not large, only a hundred square meters. The four walls, except for the doors and windows, were hung with eight scrolls related to martial arts.

"The soul energy in this quiet room is ten times richer than outside. This is indeed the best place to practice martial arts."

While Zhao Feng was happy, he secretly admired the generosity of the Martial Arts Palace.

From the beginning of that day, Zhao Feng and Gan Xiaoxiao did not leave the martial arts training ground and quiet room until dawn the next day.

"Get ready to participate in the martial arts competition. According to your strength, you can directly participate in the promotion competition! You can advance by winning five games in a row, otherwise you need to reach 300 points!"

Zhao Feng received the message from the jade tablet and hurriedly left the Jiayi courtyard. When he walked out, the courtyard was immediately covered by an independent formation.

"It seems that only this red jade tablet can open this courtyard!"

Zhao Feng followed the special passage and quickly came to the promotion competition area. The promotion competition is divided into three stages. If you pass all of them, you can enter the top 100 competition. Then there is the top ten competition. The winners of the top ten competition can participate in the promotion challenge competition.

Zhao Feng and Gan Xiaoxiao have outstanding strength and participate in competitions different from ordinary people. Among his friends, Guan Wen, Xu Yan, Ba Zixiong, and Ruo Xingchen have similar qualifications to him, but these people temporarily live in the Dizihao courtyard.

Inside.

As the owner of Jiayi Courtyard, Zhao Feng came to the registration office for the promotion competition. He was received by an ugly deacon with brown hair, nostrils upturned, and an ugly face.

"As the owner of the first courtyard, you can participate in the competition as the challenger. There are two ways: win five games in a row to enter the next stage; second, accept the wheel battle for an hour. If you are not defeated, you can get a hundred times the reward!"

Zhao Feng thought for a while and replied: "I will participate in the wheel battle!"

"You have the guts!" The ugly-looking deacon praised, and then sent someone to arrange for Zhao Feng to get on the ring.

Other contestants in the promotion competition immediately caused an uproar when they learned that someone was willing to engage in a wheel battle.


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