"He has no status at all in the martial arts circle!"
"We have also investigated Lu Yu's experience..."
When Deacon Lin said this, Lin Yu'an was stunned for a moment, then nodded heavily.
She understood what Deacon Lin wanted to express.
At first, Lin Yuan wanted Ji Xueyu to have a good relationship with Lu Yu.
Maybe if the two like each other, they can even lead to a marriage.
Therefore, Lin Yuan investigated a lot of information about Lu Yu.
At the beginning, Lu Yu was unknown in the outer circle of warriors.
Moreover, he is just an ordinary disciple within the Yan Hongying Sect.
Yan Hongying's sect's status in the outer circle of warriors is definitely at the bottom.
In other words, Lu Feng's background was not high, and his strength was not very tyrannical.
Even Lu Cheng, the leader of the Taekwon sect, could easily beat Lu Feng until his teeth were all over the floor.
It can be said that at that time, Lu Feng was from a humble background and the sect could not provide him with any help.
His strength is also low, and anyone in the outer circle of warriors can easily defeat him.
Lu Feng, on the other hand, relied on his fists and his determination not to admit defeat to survive in the martial arts circle and reach where he is today.
From a little-known person, he suddenly formed a large sect of ten thousand people in Yumeng, fought against Beichuan, stepped on Zhang Tian, and defeated Lu Cang.
Until the end, becoming the well-deserved number one master in the outer circle of warriors is the overlord.
What kind of legend is this?
"He has no identity in this restricted area for warriors, and he doesn't know anyone."
Ji Xueyu stared at Lu Feng in the distance, murmuring with tenderness in her eyes.
"But with Zhou Yuanhao's status, his father only gave him a background."
"And what you build yourself is your own country."
"I have always believed in one sentence: Don't worry about the road ahead without friends. No one in the world will know you."
"My, Ji Xueyu's man is the real king, he is the real king!"
Ji Xueyu's eyes were firm and his tone was extremely serious.
When Lin Yu'an and Deacon Lin heard Ji Xueyu's words, they were stunned for a few seconds, and then nodded heavily.
What Lu Feng did and the height he stood at this time were really like a king, and one could only look up at him.
"My man never lets me down."
"He may be late, but he will never be absent."
"This is the answer."
Ji Xueyu said the last words and said no more, staring at Lu Feng in the distance.
Lin Yu'an and Deacon Lin's eyes also looked into the distance again.
In the short time they were talking just now, the members of the Yumeng who came to reinforce them again have been closing the distance with them.
As the distance continued to get closer, all the warriors here felt the ground beneath their feet shaking more violently.
Moreover, the uniform attire of the numerous reinforcements from the Rain League that swept in was clearly visible.
The uniform black warrior uniform is full of a chilling and cold aura.
On the left chest of the clothing, the word "rain" is drawn with embroidery.
There seemed to be several flames burning around the word "rain", which looked extremely clear.
And on their left arms, from the left shoulder to the crook of the arm, there are snowflake-shaped patterns clustered around each other, occupying half of the arm.
I carry the Yumeng clan in my heart, and I carry half an arm of snowflakes on my shoulders.
This is the symbol of Yumeng.
As the Yumeng reinforcements, numbering tens of thousands of people, continued to run, the snowflakes on their shoulders seemed to come alive, trembling and running.
Thousands of snowflakes gathered together, like a heavy snowfall.
At this moment, the snowflakes swept in, as if they were going to cover all the warriors in front of them.
These countless snowflakes gathered into one piece, and finally stood behind Lu Feng.
Everyone has high morale and full aura.
The auras of these tens of thousands of warriors gathered together in one place, and they simply shot straight into the sky, charging into a bullfight.
The disciples of Zhou Wulin Sect kept retreating and retreating, their eyes full of fear.
As for Zhou Wulin and Zhou Yuanhao, their expressions were extremely ugly at this time.
They never expected that Lu Feng would have so many reinforcements.
He is actually the leader of the Rain League, and he has subdued thousands of warriors for his use.
This really caught them off guard.
At this time, Zhou Yuanhao had even forgotten the pain of the wound on his arm, and his heart was full of horror.
"Why did you ask me just now?"
"I am Lu Feng, and I am Lu Yu."
"Believe me, in this circle of warriors, I have tens of thousands of Yumen supporting me. Is that enough?"
Lu Feng stepped forward, stretched out one arm in the air and grasped it suddenly, as if he wanted to hold the world in his hands.
"Yumeng! Yumeng! Yumeng!!"
"Yumeng! Yumeng! Yumeng!!"
As Lu Feng shook his hand like this, more than 10,000 people behind him all raised their arms and shouted.
Thousands of people were shouting, and their voices soared into the sky, as if even the clouds on the horizon were faintly showing signs of being shattered.