Peerless Martial Soul

Chapter 1932 Registration

Lie Yangsheng saw through his lie at a glance, but he did not expose it. He just said lightly: "I don't care what the reason is, whether you offended him first or he offended you first, but you are dealt with miserably. , this is a fact.”

"You, the Hong family, are subordinate to my Lieyang family and are vassals of the Lieyang family. In this case, I cannot sit idly by."

Then he said slowly: "Wen Rui."

"Father, I am here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young voice sounded.

Then, in the flames, a portal suddenly appeared, and a red-haired young man strode out.

This red-haired young man, about 27 or 28 years old, is tall and quite handsome, but there is a vicious light shining between his eyebrows, which makes people feel very uncomfortable!

Lieyang Yangsheng ordered: "I will leave this matter to you."

"Look back and find an opportunity to kill Chen Feng!"

He said this in an understatement, as if his words could determine Chen Feng's fate!

"Yes." Lieyang Wenrui nodded in agreement.

"Okay, step back." Lie Yangsheng waved his hand and said.

Lieyang Wenrui and Hong Donglie retreated. In Lieyang Yangsheng's view, it was just a matter of words to deal with Chen Feng.

In the next few months, the weather was calm and Chen Feng didn't go anywhere. He just practiced every day and visited his senior sister every three days.

For two whole months, Chen Feng lived like this every day.

One morning two months later, in the small courtyard and on the roof, the sun rose.

Facing the bright sun, Chen Feng exhaled a breath and slowly opened his eyes.

He stood up, clenching his fists and tensing his muscles.

At this time, a wind came, and his robes fluttered in the wind.

It was already midsummer in June, and even the wind that was blowing had a bit of a hot air.

A slight smile appeared on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, and he whispered softly to himself: "In two months, although my cultivation has not improved, it has become more stable and solid than before."

"The foundation is extremely solid. I have fully comprehended the first to fifth swords of my Eight Desolations and Nirvana Slash!"

"I have completely mastered my Dragon-Subduing Heaven-turning Seal!"

"My Pearl of Light, Subduing the Dragon and Arhat, has been polished until it is round and transparent."

At this time, in Chen Feng's dantian, the bright pearl of Arhat Subduing the Dragon was spinning, and white light burst out, illuminating the surrounding area!

"Now, under the Eight-Star Martial King, I have no opponent at all!"

A confident smile appeared on Chen Feng's lips: "In three days, it will be the time for the sect's outer courtyard competition! And today is the time to sign up!"

Chen Feng was full of expectations for the sect competition that would come in three days.

Chen Feng went down from the roof, took off his clothes, went to a well in the yard, filled up the cold well water, and splashed it on himself with a splash.

His skin is fair, and his lines are not very rigid, but they are full of explosive power. The water droplets rolling down on it make him look even more masculine.

With wide shoulders, a thin waist and long legs, they are like the most perfect masterpiece of the Creator.

Afterwards, after eating the breakfast brought by the handyman, Chen Feng slowly walked towards the square.

Now, Chen Feng has a fairly good understanding of the structure of Wudong Academy.

Wudong Academy is generally divided into inner courtyard and outer courtyard, and the outer courtyard is divided into lower courtyard, middle courtyard and upper courtyard.

Chen Feng and others naturally belong to the lower house, each house has hundreds of people, the middle house and the upper house not only select talents from the lower house, but also directly recruit some powerful warriors from outside to enter, and directly enter the middle house and upper house without going through the lower house, so There are quite a few people.

The Inner Court recruits students every three years, and everyone from the Lower House to the Upper House can participate in the selection competition every three years.

This is enough to guarantee that you will have at least one chance to participate in every session!

When Chen Feng came to the square, hundreds of people had gathered here. In front of everyone, a stage was set up on the square with a table on it and an elder sitting behind it.

This is the registration area. There are hundreds of people watching here, but only a few can go up and register.

Chen Feng stood in the crowd and walked forward slowly. He soon knew the reason.

It turns out that the strength of the disciples of the Lower Court is generally much lower than that of the Upper Court of the Middle Court, and even if they win in the Lower Court, they will have almost no chance of winning against the Middle Court and the Upper Court in future battles.

Except for people who are extremely strong and have great confidence in themselves, generally they will not sign up.

Many people think that it is not too late to sign up when they come to the Upper House.

By then, their strength will be enough to crush the Lower House and the Middle House!

This idea cannot be wrong, but it is without any spirit.

When Chen Feng appeared in the crowd, there was a commotion.

He can be regarded as a celebrity among these disciples of the Lower Court, but his reputation is not very good. They all looked at Chen Feng with disdain, with a touch of teasing on their faces.

"Haha, is this loser Chen Feng also here to sign up?"

"I think he is just here to join in the fun, right? Even if a person is ignorant and arrogant, he cannot be arrogant to this extent. A person like him who has a useless soul will only be considered a middle-class person in our lower house in the end, let alone Not to mention compared with the powerful ones from the Middle Court to the Upper Court!"

"Haha, I don't know for sure. With this loser's arrogance, he might be able to do something! He might think he is the best in the world!"

They discussed one after another and looked at Chen Feng with ridicule in their eyes.

As if Chen Feng didn't feel it, he strode through the crowd and slowly walked towards the registration place.

Seeing Chen Feng's actions, everyone was even more surprised, and then, overwhelming laughter came over like a tide.

Chen Feng walked to the registration place. The elder in charge of registration looked familiar to Chen Feng.

Then he remembered that this elder was none other than Zhou Changhai.

Zhou Changhai raised his eyebrows, glanced at Chen Feng, and said in surprise: "You want to sign up too?"

Chen Feng nodded: "I want to sign up too."

Zhou Changhai's expression became indifferent, he glanced at Chen Feng, shook his head slowly and said, "Why are you doing this?"

Chen Feng said firmly: "Elder, disciples need to sign up."

"Okay, okay, I'll sign you up." Zhou Chenghai shook his head impatiently, looked at Chen Feng and said, "Since you are seeking death, no one can save you!"

Seeing him writing his name, Chen Feng was ready to leave.

Just as he turned around, he saw an exclamation coming from the crowd: "Wei Wuji!"

"Ah? Wei Wuji is here? Is he going to sign up for this competition?"