Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

When Zhang Yifeng came to Tianzitang, there was already a long queue in front of Tianzitang. These were all people queuing up to buy tickets.

A long queue stretched from one end of the street to the other.

"It's so long! Nishang and the others aren't still in line, are they?"

Zhang Yifeng began to mourn for Meng Nishang and the others.

When his consciousness swept away, he didn't look for the three people in the queue. Maybe they had already entered first. After all, they came early.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and followed the people from Lightning Hall into Tianzi Hall.

Tianzitang's martial arts training ground is very large, much larger than Lightning Hall.

A magnificent arena was built in the center of the martial arts training ground.

The arena is so big that you can't see the edge at a glance, at least dozens of meters. This was the first time Zhang Yifeng had seen such a magnificent arena.

In front of the arena, there is also a luxurious grandstand, which is prepared for the elders at the entrance of the eighth hall.

"Look, the people from Lightning Hall are here. Among the young disciples, the leader is Jiang Wuyou!"

"Did you see the look in his eyes? It was so sharp that I didn't even dare to look at him."

As soon as the Lightning Hall arrived, the audience immediately became noisy, and almost everyone looked at Jiang Wuwu. Jiang Wuwu's admirers have even begun to chant Jiang Wuwu's name.

"You just stay here. Before the game starts, you can move around and chat with other people you know."

The elder's voice came. As he spoke, the two elders led the five deacons and turned around to the grand stand at the front.

"Haha, Brother Jiang."

As soon as the elders and deacons left, some of the most favored men from other halls took the initiative to approach Jiang Wuwu. This shows how popular Jiang Wuwu is.

"Brother Jiang, please be merciful in the rematch later."

"Brother Jiang, you must be the first one this time."

Jiang Wuyuan was happy to hear the praise from this group of people, but he still said calmly: "Be low-key, be low-key. If you don't get first place, won't you be slapped in the face?"

"Brother Jiang is joking, who can be your opponent? I think Lin Feiyu is not as good as you."

"You don't know. There is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. There is a person in the Lightning Hall who wants to teach me a lesson."

When Jiang Wuyuan said this, he turned to look at Zhang Yifeng. It was obvious that he wanted to take the opportunity to bring Zhang Yifeng out and ridicule him!

"Huh? Who is that person?"

"There is still such a arrogant person in Lightning Hall, is it Xue Gui who is second?"

Jiang Wuyou grinned and said, "No, it's not Xue Gui."

"What? You're not even the second person. You still want to teach Brother Jiang a lesson. Who is the bad guy? He's just a clown. Haha."

"Brother Jiang, tell me who he is. If I confront him, I will teach him a lesson for you. I will beat him until he doesn't even recognize him."

People were shocked at first, then laughed.

Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, knowing that Jiang Wuyuan deliberately wanted to embarrass him, but how could he fulfill the other party's wish? Before Jiang Wuyuan could speak again, he took a step forward and said, "Trash wants to teach me a lesson too?"

"Damn it, who are you calling trash?"

After listening to Zhang Yifeng's words, the young Junjie became angry on the spot.

Zhang Yifeng just smiled faintly and said with arrogant eyes: "With all due respect, I am not targeting anyone, I just want to say that everyone present is rubbish!"

I just want to say that everyone here is rubbish!

Zhang Yifeng's voice kept echoing around, shocking everyone.

Then, there was crazy laughter.

This group of young heroes swore that this was definitely the best joke they had ever heard in their lives.

One young man laughed so much that his stomach hurt. Pointing at Zhang Yifeng.

"Boy, who are you?"

"Zhang Yifeng."

"Zhang Yifeng! Wow, it seems like a very powerful name, but I'm sorry, I've never heard of it."

"Boy, just hope you don't meet me. My name is Ye Bohu. Otherwise, I will tear your mouth apart because your mouth is so annoying."

Zhang Yifeng turned to look at the person named Ye Bohu, his eyes were flat and he said: "Garbage is garbage. Because only garbage will look down upon others."

After a pause, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.

"Here, I can tell you responsibly that I, Zhang Yifeng, will decide the number one spot!"

Zhang Yifeng's voice was still so domineering.

Even in front of Jiang Wuwen, he dared to say such arrogant words.

Because he is confident and confident!

If he didn't have the strength, he would never say such big words, because that's called showing off, but if he had the strength, he would just tell the truth.

Zhang Yifeng's movement quickly attracted everyone's attention, including the first person in each hall.

However, the first person did not come to trouble Zhang Yifeng. In their view, Zhang Yifeng was just a clown trying to please others.

"Haha, did you hear that? He is still so arrogant. Do you think I should be afraid?"

Jiang Wuwu laughed loudly. He already understood Zhang Yifeng's arrogant character. This is a young boy who likes to pretend.

"Brother Jiang, does this kid want me to teach you a lesson now?" Ye Bohu spoke again.

Jiang Wuyuan shook his head and said, "No, I also want to see how far this kid can go."

"That's right, speaking big words also requires strength. Boy, you are lucky."

Ye Bohu glared at Zhang Yifeng coldly and stopped looking at Zhang Yifeng.

If you say a few words to a clown, you will only lose your identity and face.

Zhang Yifeng saw that several people no longer found fault with him, and then turned to look at Sima Han and others.

"You guys go find a seat."

"Okay. Just be careful."

Sima Han and others nodded and were about to leave. A cry of surprise came.

"Brother Zhang Yifeng!"

Zhang Yifeng turned around and saw that the person calling him was a young man, not Zi Huang.

"Brother Zihuang!"

Zhang Yifeng was also surprised. He didn't expect to see Zihuang here.

Zihuang was not alone. He was accompanied by a man and a woman. The three of them looked somewhat similar, so they might be brothers and sisters.

The three of them walked towards Zhang Yifeng together. Before Zihuang could speak, a man and a woman beside him said: "Third brother (brother), who is this?"

Zihuang introduced the two of them: "This is a friend I met when I was out wandering around. My name is Zhang Yifeng. You should be careful. If you confront Brother Zhang Yifeng, I advise you to admit defeat. Anyway, I personally think, You can't beat Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang, let me introduce to you, this is my eldest brother Zi Rui, and this is my little sister Zi Lan. They are both your competitors. If you encounter them, show mercy."

Zihuang spoke seriously, and seemed to be convinced that Zirui and Zhang Yifeng were not Zhang Yifeng's opponents.

Zhang Yifeng cupped his hands and said hello to the two of them.

"Third brother, is he that powerful? We are no match for him? So how do you compare with him?" Zi Lan's voice came, somewhat unconvinced.