Peerless Martial Soul

Yan Zigui stood proudly, with a majestic aura exuding from his body. He was like a mountain. Even if he didn't fight him, just standing in front of him, he felt extremely fearful. It seemed that this mountain might suppress him at any time. , crush yourself into powder.

The direct descendant of the Yan family across from Yan Zigui took a deep breath and realized with shock that he could not muster the slightest will to fight.

He smiled bitterly, took two steps back, jumped directly from the competition stage, and said, "I admit defeat."

Yan Zigui looked at him, with a sense of matter-of-factness in his eyes, and said calmly: "Those who know the current situation are heroes. Every move I make is too powerful. If you don't admit defeat, if we two fight, it only takes one move. I think you will be seriously injured."

He looked at everyone and said calmly: "Whenever someone of you plays against me, you can take the initiative to admit defeat to avoid getting hurt. But..."

He looked at Chen Feng with a playful smile on his face: "Even if someone admits defeat, I will pretend not to hear. Today on the stage of life and death, he will definitely lose his life."

The eye letter opposite Chen Feng is the peak cultivation level of the second floor of the Shenmen Realm. He looked at Chen Feng and said in a tone like a cat catching a mouse: "Chen Feng, I didn't expect that I picked it up today. Jackpot.”

"You know, all of our Yan family disciples want to be drawn with you and compete with you."

"You are the one with the lowest strength among all the disciples participating in the family competition this time. If I am assigned together with you, I can easily play with you and make fun of you, and the promotion is certain."

He laughed and said: "Don't worry, in return for you, I won't let you lose so easily, I will play a trick on you."

Chen Feng said in a cold voice: "Are you done?"

Yan Zimu's expression changed and he shouted sternly: "How dare you talk to me like this?"

Chen Feng said coldly: "If you want to fight, then fight. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

In Chen Feng's view, Yan Zimu was ridiculous, he was just a clown, but he was only at the peak of the second level of the Shenmen Realm. He had killed many opponents with this level of cultivation.

Yan Zimu can't resist his three moves, and the funny thing is that he is still arrogant here.

Yan Zimu's eyes instantly became cold and stern, and he said in a cold voice: "Okay, since you are looking for death, I will help you!"

The battle between the two is about to break out.

At this moment, Yan Zigui suddenly looked at Yan Zimu and shouted coldly: "Second brother, didn't you hear clearly what I just said? Give in now, this loser Chen Feng is my opponent!"

"What? Brother, you want me to admit defeat?" Yan Zimu looked at Yan Zigui in disbelief and exclaimed.

Yan Zimu and Yan Zigui are two biological brothers, with the same father and mother, but their relationship has always been very bad.

Yan Zigui is extremely talented and powerful, but his personality is also very domineering and self-centered. He has been bullying Yan Zimu since he was a child. Moreover, he was so strong and talented that he overwhelmed his younger brother, who was a compatriot from the same mother, so much that he couldn't even breathe.

Yan Zimu targeted him and practiced crazily to catch up, but unfortunately he could never catch up. Later, this admiration turned into hatred and fear.

He thought that he could kill Chen Feng and advance easily, but at this time his brother forced him to admit defeat and let Chen Feng advance, which made him extremely angry.

But he was too afraid of his brother to protest.

At this time, Yan Zigui looked at him majestically, and said in a deep voice: "I asked you to admit defeat, didn't you hear? I want this loser to keep winning until he faces me!"

His tone became much harsher, and he was obviously a little angry.

Yan Zimu felt the change in his tone and shuddered immediately. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to delay any longer.

He glanced at Chen Feng with a face full of resentment, vented all the anger he had received from Yan Zigui on Chen Feng, and shouted in a cold voice: "You little bastard, just wait for me, sooner or later I will deal with you!"

With that said, he shouted angrily and unwillingly at the elder who was presiding over the competition: "I admit defeat."

With that said, he got off the competition stage.

No one expected that there would be such a result. Without even watching the battle between Chen Feng and Yan Zimu, Yan Zimu was directly forced to admit defeat by Yan Zigui.

Chen Feng was also a little stunned, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he shook his head helplessly.

He was obviously smiling bitterly, but Yan Zigui thought he was smiling proudly.

Yan Zigui glared at him, with disdain and disdain on his face: "You have been promoted by picking up bargains, but you are still proud of yourself here. You are a waste, you have no future at all."

Chen Feng smiled coldly and didn't bother to pay attention to him at all.

On the viewing platform, many elders were discussing.

Some people said: "Isn't it inappropriate and careless to do what Yan Zigui did? What if Chen Feng really has some strength?"

Someone next to him immediately snorted disdainfully and retorted: "How is that possible? If Chen Feng hadn't attacked him just now, he wouldn't have been able to injure even the Fifth Elder. He is only as strong as the first floor of the Shenmen Realm, let alone Yan Zigui. Even the other disciples in the clan can defeat him."

"No matter what happens, he cannot be Yan Zigui's opponent. Yan Zigui can kill him with one move."