Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

"Um?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched. Among the crowd, there was a guy wearing a black cloak that wrapped his whole body tightly. He was holding a token in his hand and looked eager to try.

"he is……"

Ling Feng blinked, this person gave him a very familiar feeling.

"He is Qiu Duanyue."

Murong Zijie said slowly: "Senior brother Qiu Duanyue is also unlucky. At his age, this is his last chance to participate in the Tianhe martial arts performance. He has been waiting for the assigned quota in the Temple of the Witch God. Unfortunately, I never got this opportunity, but I finally got a place, and finally..."

Qiu Duanyue glanced at Ling Feng, shook his head and smiled, and then continued: "He probably had no choice, so he fought for a place in the outside world and competed with other ordinary warriors for this opportunity. But he I'm also afraid of being recognized, so I hide it like this, it's not easy..."

"Forehead……"

Ling Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was indeed not easy for Qiu Duanyue.

The world of martial arts is so cruel, and everything needs to be fought for by one's own strength.

However, Ling Feng did have some respect for Qiu Duanyue.

As a disciple of the Temple of the Witch God, in order to participate in the Tianhe martial arts performance, he did not hesitate to conceal his identity and come to this arena. This belief is moving.

At this time, in addition to the forty talented warriors who had already taken their seats in the preparation area, the warriors in the audience who were eager to try and holding tokens in their hands had already begun to take action.

They did not get a recommended spot, so if they want to finally get on the Tianhe Arena and participate in martial arts performances, they still need to prove their strength.

Whoosh whoosh!

Figures shot out one after another and flew towards the light shield surrounding the arena, but most of the warriors were directly deflected by the light shield and were knocked away.

Some people just bite the bullet and start practicing witchcraft, hoping to get through the barrier.

"What are these people doing?"

In the audience, someone who didn't know why asked.

"I don't know this. If you want to participate in the Tianhe martial arts performance, you must first test a warrior's mastery of attribute rules. If you want to pass through this barrier, you must at least master the attribute rules of the ninth level or above. Those below the ninth level, Of course you are not qualified to be on the Tianhe Arena.”

"So that's it, we want to screen out the elite!"

"That's right. If you want to fight against the forty protoss geniuses who have gone through layers of screening to sit on top, you naturally can't be too good of a loser!"

Soon, the stick of incense was almost burned out, but not many warriors passed through the barrier and entered the preparation area.

Those warriors who successfully passed through the barrier went to the preparation area and took their seats under the guidance of the referee.

By the time the stick of incense was completely burned out, almost two hundred warriors had successfully passed through the barrier.

Qiu Duanyue naturally passed the test without any suspense.

By coincidence, Qiu Duanyue's seat was arranged right in front of Ling Feng, that is, in front of the four disciples of the Witch God Temple.

Murong Zijie had a strange look on his face. Although he recognized Qiu Duanyue, it was obvious that Qiu Duanyue would not want to recognize them now.

Ling Feng, on the other hand, actually shouted: "Senior Brother Qiu, are you here too?"

The corners of Qiu Duanyue's mouth twitched obviously. He quickly lowered his voice, coughed twice and said, "You have recognized the wrong person. My name is Yue...cough cough, Yue Qiu..."

Ling Feng grinned and patted Qiu Duanyue's shoulder, and said calmly: "Senior Brother Qiu owed me 10 billion last time, but the balance was still almost unpaid!"

"That's nonsense. I, Qiu Duanyue, am willing to admit defeat. Obviously..."

As Qiu Duanyue spoke, his voice suddenly stopped and he quickly covered his mouth. He had already stopped himself.

"Hey, Senior Brother Qiu, you still said it wasn't you?"

Ling Feng grinned and looked at Qiu Duanyue with a half-smile.

Murong Zijie and others on the side raised their hands to cover their foreheads. Even if they recognized him, they couldn't tell the truth.

From this point of view, Qiu Duanyue was too pitiful.

"What on earth are you going to do!"

Qiu Duanyue's old face turned red, "I can't get a place in the temple, so I'm not allowed to use my own methods!"

"What are you doing? Come on!"

Ling Feng cast an encouraging look at Qiu Duanyue, casually took out Qianji Baibian from the Naling Ring, and said calmly: "Anyone with long eyes can see through your disguise, so you should wear this mask." Bar."

"Forehead……"

Qiu Duanyue was slightly startled, glanced at Ling Feng, clenched his fists, hesitated, and took the mask, "Ling Feng, don't think that I will be grateful to you if you do this!"

“It doesn’t matter if you’re grateful or not.”

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "The rent is one million a day!"

"you……"

Qiu Duanyue's hand firmly stopped halfway, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly, "You... you are too greedy!"

Murong Zijie and Jiang Yunfan couldn't help but shake their heads and smile bitterly. They once wondered if Ling Feng had fallen in love with money!

"Haha! It's just a joke, why are you so serious?"

Ling Feng slapped the Thousand Machines Mask into Qiu Duanyue's hands, "Senior Brother Qiu, I actually quite admire you, especially the way you pay generously."

After all, he had squeezed ten billion yuan crystals from Qiu Duanyue, so this time he just thought of it as doing him a small favor.

The corner of Qiu Duanyue's mouth twitched a few times, took a deep breath, and put away the mask.

Although Ling Feng took away his spot, there was no other way, who made him stronger? Now it seems that this Ling Feng is still a bit humane.

At least, I didn't add insult to injury or laugh at him at this time.

At this moment, another young man who looked quite thin and looked very young sat down next to Ling Feng.

This boy had a baby face and looked like he was in his teens. He was thin and frail. He even took out his handkerchief and coughed a few times.

At first glance, he looks like a sick boy, but he surprisingly passed the first round of selection.

The young man looked pale, but quite enthusiastic. After sitting next to Ling Feng, he smiled and said: "This eldest brother, my name is Ye Xiu. What do you call me, eldest brother? Cough cough cough..."

Before he finished speaking, he put the handkerchief over his mouth and coughed violently.

"Ling Feng."

Ling Feng looked at the baby-faced boy and frowned slightly, because there was actually a special aura hidden in this boy, which seemed to envelope his whole person.

Can't see through!

I can’t see through it at all!

The young man coughed for a while, as if he was about to cough up his lungs. After a while, he apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I've been weak since I was a child. Don't be offended, Brother Ling Feng."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, and said calmly: "It's okay, Brother Ye, right? I do know some medical skills. If you don't mind, can you let me take your pulse?"

"I don't mind, of course I don't mind."

Ye Xiu shook his head, coughed slightly, and stretched out his left hand.

Ling Feng gently placed his fingertips on Ye Xiu's veins. The moment he made contact, he couldn't help but shiver all over.

There was such a terrifying cold energy inside Ye Xiu's body!