Stepping onto this arena again, Lu Feng's heart fluctuated slightly.
This is the second time he has stepped into this life and death arena.
But Lu Feng knew that this might not be the last time.
For the first time, he was beaten in this arena and was unable to fight back.
But from now on, it won’t happen anymore.
The dignity and face he lost in this arena must be regained bit by bit.
Then, by constantly improving yourself, you can truly stand upright in front of Ji Xueyu.
"Lu Yu, do you really dare to come?"
An elder behind Beichuan snorted and pointed at Lu Feng and shouted.
"I've heard this nonsense too many times."
"So, can you shut up?"
Lu Feng slowly turned his head and glanced at the elder.
"you!"
The elder blushed instantly.
After carefully savoring it in my mind, it seemed that he had indeed said something nonsense just now.
"Hmph! If you dare to come, then wait for death!"
The elder snorted coldly, took two steps back and said.
"Well, I'll wait."
Lu Feng slowly turned his head and looked towards Beichuan.
Beichuan's eyes were calm, and deep in his eyes, he seemed to be looking down from above.
"Beichuan, it's time to settle our accounts."
Lu Feng glanced at Beichuan, and countless cold eyes flashed deep in his eyes.
The cold corpses of the disciples of the sect are still deeply etched in Lu Feng's mind to this day.
Even disbanding the Taekwon sect could not quell his anger.
He will not let go of anyone who has anything to do with this matter.
The day before yesterday, I settled the debt with the Taekwon sect.
So today, it is the turn of the Japanese warrior sect.
"Settling the accounts? Is it up to you?"
Beichuan did not speak, but an old man behind him stepped out.
He is the deputy sect leader of the Japanese warrior sect, and the arrogance on his face is undisguised.
"Just a junior, let your sect master come up and speak."
"Who do you think you are? Yan Hongying, come out and speak!"
The old man snorted coldly and looked directly at Yan Hongying behind Lu Feng.
The warriors in the surrounding spectator seats all remained quiet at this time, watching the situation at the scene.
Speaking of which, Lu Yu is just a disciple within the sect and is indeed not qualified to talk to Beichuan!
According to his seniority, Lu Feng was not even qualified to talk to the deputy sect leader of the Japanese warrior sect.
With everyone watching, Yan Hongying slowly stepped forward.
However, one step behind Lu Feng, he immediately stopped.
"Lu Yu, is now the new sect leader of our sect."
When Yan Hongying said one sentence, the whole place instantly fell into deathly silence.
But the silence only lasted less than five seconds before it suddenly became noisy.
His words were like dropping a bombshell in the already unstable lake.
In an instant, a huge wave arose.
Lu Yu, a young disciple in his twenties, actually became the master of a sect?
This, this is such a ridiculous thing?
In the martial arts circle, there are hundreds of martial arts sects, large and small.
Which sect's leader is not only young but extremely senior?
No matter how young they are, they are all over forty years old.
There is absolutely no warrior sect whose leader is younger than forty years old.
After all, the strength of a warrior requires countless years of polishing and accumulation.
Therefore, age is really extremely important.
In the martial arts circle, in fact, many times, without knowing the strength of the opponent, age is also a criterion.
After all, practice makes perfect, and a warrior who has practiced martial arts for twenty years will definitely be more powerful than one who has practiced martial arts for two years.
However, at this time, Yan Hongying said that Lu Yu, who was in his twenties, had actually taken office as the new sect leader?
What kind of breaking news is this?
"Lu Yu is now our sect leader."
"So, if you are based on seniority, you are not qualified to talk to our sect master." Seventy-eight Chinese geniuses remember it in one second m.óm
Yan Hongying frowned and looked at the deputy sect leader of the Japanese warrior sect with a slightly unkind tone.
"You, you..."
The deputy sect leader's eyes widened, and then he shouted: "Are you kidding me?"
Yan Hongying sneered and asked, "Do you think I, Mr. Yan, would joke about such a thing?"
A rhetorical question left the old man speechless.
No one would joke about something like this!
After all, this is the face of the sect. Who dares to joke about it easily?
The position of the sect leader is the signature of a sect and the basis for their foothold.
So it’s even more impossible to do anything random.
Since Yan Hongying said this at this time, it must not be false.
"It just so happens that everyone is here today, so I will directly explain that Lu Yu is the fourth generation master of our sect."
"Everyone in our sect, including me, Yan Hongying, is led by Sect Master Lu Yu. He is the only one who follows the lead!"
Yan Hongying's words were more serious and firm, without the slightest hint of joking.
After Yan Hongying said these words, the sound in the entire audience suddenly stopped and fell into an extremely quiet atmosphere.
This matter seems to be a done deal.
Lu Yu got to this position just by virtue of his age in his twenties and his fists.