The Dragon from Hell

I thought that after Chu Huaijiang and Dong Wanglou came over and talked with them, Qin Feng could solve many of the doubts he had encountered in Longdu during this period.

But I didn't expect that after the two people left, Qin Feng's doubts became deeper.

Especially Chu Huaijiang's words before leaving, saying that they owed Old Lady Ye?

Logically speaking, the Martial God Hall and the Ye family had no intersection before, so how could Old Chu owe Old Lady Ye?

No matter how hard you try, you have to face it.

After the third day of auditions, the martial arts conference was truly opened.

After three days of appetizers, the most eye-catching day finally came.

Although it is impossible to compete for the real champion today, from today on, all the competitions will no longer be small fights.

Early in the morning of that day, the entire venue was crowded with people.

The venue was built to the scale of a large football field, with the rostrum facing south and north, surrounded by spectator seats, which can accommodate nearly 10,000 people.

The sunken field in the center is about the same size as a real football field, and it is actually the venue for this competition.

After the previous rounds of screening, only a few dozen people remain today.

It is still a one-on-one competition, but in such a large venue, only two groups will compete at the same time.

At that time, the audience can see the situation on both sides clearly.

And this time is different from the previous ones. It is not a draw decided by luck, but a more "unfair" mode.

Because the content of this competition is that ten people are divided into a group, and they can voluntarily stand up to be the champion, and the remaining nine people will fight in a round-robin battle.

The person who can fight to the end is the winner of this competition.

Such a competition sounds unfair, but there has never been absolute fairness in martial arts.

The explanation of the Wumeng for this competition system is: "The real strong will never stay until the end in fear."

It is of course the most advantageous to choose the last person to go up, but it is also possible that even if you win in the end, you will still be eliminated.

This point is decided by the person on the rostrum.

Therefore, when someone appeared on the rostrum, there was a warm cheer from the audience.

The first person to walk onto the stage was a middle-aged man who looked gentle and polite.

Although he looked gentle, his nearly two-meter-tall height and his muscular body that could not be covered by a well-tailored suit still attracted a lot of attention.

"Hello everyone, I am the current owner of Tiexian Villa, and also the honorary president of the Wumeng, Meng Changfeng."

The appearance of Meng Changfeng was definitely the first explosive point of today's game.

For ordinary people, the hidden sects have always been extremely mysterious.

Powerful, mysterious, unfathomable... These words have always been their synonyms.

The four words Tiexian Villa have already appeared vaguely in the ears of the world a few years ago.

At present, Tiexian Villa is one of the largest sects in the world today.

For ordinary people, such a powerful existence is definitely a behemoth that is out of reach.

Therefore, as soon as Meng Changfeng showed up, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Because the venue was so large, several huge LCD screens were set up on the scene.

But even through the screen, everyone could feel that under Meng Changfeng's seemingly gentle smile, there were turbulent waves hidden.

Just a glance was enough to make people gasp.

"Everyone has worked hard these days. I won't waste your time talking nonsense here. Let the host introduce the people below first, and then we will start early."

Meng Changfeng was very generous. After enjoying the cheers for half a minute, he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then directly returned the microphone to the specially invited host.

The host introduced passionately: "The next person to appear is also a heavyweight figure - Chu Huaijiang from the Martial God Hall! Old Chu! And Dong Wanglou from the Heng Hall! Old Dong!"

It is no exaggeration to say that the cheers for these two names were even louder than when Meng Changfeng appeared just now.

Because today, not only the sect warriors are present, but also warriors from the secular world.

Besides, the Martial God Hall and the Heng Hall were already crowded, and even more people were dispatched for such an occasion.

It’s just that the Heng Hall was more low-key, while the warriors of the Martial God Hall were more excited.

“Old Chu, look at those guys under you, what are they doing yelling and shouting at this time, how embarrassing?”

Dong Wanglou didn’t forget to complain at this time, and was glared at by Chu Huaijiang: “Stop talking nonsense, look at those brats in your Heng Hall, they are all cunning and silent, and they will be like you in the future.You are such an old scoundrel!"

"Don't force me to fight you in this situation..." Dong Wanglou's face suddenly darkened, and he was about to get angry.

Meng Changfeng came over with a smile: "Two seniors, it's been many years since we last met, and you are still as charming as ever."

As soon as he came over, the two old men immediately stood on the same side, looking at him with eyes that were not very favorable.

"Haha, it's been many years since we last met, and you are still as hypocritical as ever." Chu Huaijiang spoke bluntly: "You enjoyed the cheers just now, didn't you? I think you were almost reluctant to stop."

Dong Wanglou also echoed: "Old Chu, what you said is right, Xiao Meng has been hiding in the mountains and forests all day, and it's normal for him to be a little excited when he sees this kind of occasion for the first time. Don't be so mean."

"That's right, just let him see the world. "

The two of them were talking back and forth, which made the person following Meng Changfeng look very unhappy.

If Qin Feng were here, he would recognize at a glance that the person following Meng Changfeng was one of his defeated generals - Wu Mian.

Since the defeat in Nanling, Wu Mian has not shown up for a long time.

Before this, he was cultivated by the sect to be a spokesperson.

But after Meng Changfeng appeared today, he didn't even mention his name as the genius of the Wu League.

Meng Changfeng greeted him and said that he was famous before, which led to He was impatient and had to keep a low profile from now on.

Because of this, he should have been in the limelight today, but now he could only follow Meng Changfeng in a low profile.

However, since he entered the venue, his eyes have been looking for someone, mixed with strong hatred.

Qin Feng, it's all because of him!

Meng Changfeng behaved completely differently from him. Facing the sarcasm of the two old men, he was not angry at all.

"The two seniors are really good at joking. Even if I have seen more of the world, I am afraid that in your eyes, I am still not as good as Qin Guanshan, right?"