The Legend of Immortal Yun

"Wow!"

Yi Xiong, Xu Yin, Ji Yan and others screamed in surprise and looked at Ming Kongzi, Xiong Bing and others with suspicious expressions.

As soon as their eyes come into contact, you can naturally see what the other person is trying to hide...

Ming Kongzi simply turned his head and concentrated on watching the game.

Liang Ze, Ma Hao, Shen Youxi, Yan Ruoxu, Zhou Guinian and others also looked at each other and turned to the field.

These people can cultivate to the point of becoming gods, so they are naturally extremely smart people.

Everyone knows that even though the star teller seems to be boasting, in fact there is a mystery hidden in the truth. He has dug a hole for the listener, just waiting for someone to jump in!

If anyone picks up on him, he might be involved, and the consequences are not hard to imagine!

"Haha, now it's Wang Feng versus Yan Yiyi, let's see who of them can win!!!" Xiong Bing shouted with a grin.

"Not bad, not bad! One is Xiaoyi's descendant, and the other is Brother Yan's descendant. They are really interesting!" Liang Ze agreed.

"It must be Wang Fengsheng!" Wang Yi shouted.

"Yan Yiyi wins!" Yan Ruoxu said, stroking his beard.

"They are all players from the Great Zhou realm, whoever wins can win!" Liang Ze said.

"That's different! Wang Feng is a contestant from our Piaoxue Academy!" Qinghong shouted.

He and Shen Youxi are both leaders of Piaoxue Academy, so they naturally hope that the contestants from Piaoxue will win.

In this way, Wang Feng received support from Wang Yi, Qinghong and Shen Youxi, and his momentum surged.

"Haha, does the contestant from Piaoxue definitely win? Have you forgotten? Our contestants from Feiyan have always defeated Piaoxue!" Yan Ruoxu laughed.

"This..." Qinghong was stunned and his face turned slightly red.

Yan Ruoxu's words are by no means false. In many previous sun shooting competitions, the contest between Piaoxue and Feiyan was often a battle at the end, and the contestants from Feiyan Academy were often the final winners!

"This time is different! Wang Fengdao is full of ambition and his strength has soared. It is not impossible to defeat Yan Yiyi!" Shen Youxi said with a smile.

"Oh? He has Dao power. Of course Yan Yiyi also has Dao power. It depends on who has more bonuses!" Yan Ruoxu said with a smile.

These gods were talking a lot in the main stand, and Wang Feng and Yan Yiyi had already appeared in the formation.

I saw that Wang Feng was chubby, with a big round belly, and his overall appearance was quite similar to the original Wang Yi. He was wearing a big red robe, which was very pleasing to the eye.

And Yan Yiyi is wearing an E hat and Confucian clothes. He is tall and tall, with a handsome face filled with a strong aura, and a very strong aura!

"Yan Yiyi! Yan Yiyi!! Yan Yiyi!!!"

The audience outside the stadium screamed, and the sound could almost move the clouds in the sky!

It is not difficult to see from the reaction of the audience outside the venue that Yan Yiyi attracted the vast majority of fans as soon as he appeared on the stage. It can be seen that his reputation is extremely famous and his image is naturally good.

Yan Yiyi put his hands upright in front of him as a salute, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, please!"

Wang Feng and Yan couldn't compete with each other in terms of aura. However, since he was able to reach this point, he was certainly not a weakling. He had his own way to deal with it at this time. He squinted his eyes and smiled: "Brother Yan, look at how polite you are. , which makes me feel a little embarrassed!”

"Oh? Why does Brother Wang say that?"

"Haha, you see, I want to be polite like you, but I'm so casually dressed that I can't return the favor. Otherwise, I'd be very rude! Doesn't this put me in a dilemma?"

"That's it! Brother Wang, just say this, no need to return the gift!"

"How is this okay?! You don't think I'm a rude person, do you? If I don't return the favor, wouldn't I be acquiescing to it?!"

"Well... of course I don't think Brother Wang is a rude person! It's just that since you are not wearing Confucian uniform,

It is naturally inconvenient to perform Confucian etiquette, so it’s okay not to return. "Yan Yiyi said.

"No, of course this won't work! Brother Yan, wait a moment while I change into my Confucian clothes to return the favor..."

Wang Feng turned around and was about to go out to look for Rufu, but was stopped by referee Shen Youxi.

"Those who enter the formation are not allowed to leave the formation again! If you leave the formation, you will be defeated!" Shen Youxi said loudly.

Wang Feng scratched his scalp and suddenly realized: "Brother Yan, don't be anxious! Brother, I remembered that I brought a set of Confucian uniforms with me when I entered the battle."

After saying that, the light in his hand moved slightly, and sure enough, a set of red Confucian clothes and a tall hat appeared. He hurriedly put it on...

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Wow! How can anyone wear robes in battle?"

"Yeah! Even the hat is on crookedly!"

"Damn fat man! He's just doing some crooked tricks!"

"Yes, this kid must want to anger Yan Yiyi..."

The audience outside the court was talking a lot, and almost everyone could tell that the fat man Wang Fengju had bad intentions.

Yan Yiyi had a smile on his face and still held Confucian etiquette in his hands...

Wang Feng finally changed into his Confucian clothes, but his hat was crooked, his robes were tied randomly, and his Confucian belt was loose, making him look like he was wearing a tube skirt...

"Haha, it's not easy. Brother Yan is so patient. I will give you a gift in return!"

Wang Feng said with a smile on his face, bent over and returned the salute with a disgusted look, which made the whole audience burst into laughter!

"Brother Wang is so polite! Please take action!" Yan Dao breathed a sigh of relief and said.

"Brother Yan, wait a moment!" Wang Feng said again.

"Oh? I wonder if Brother Wang has anything else to do?"

"I'm wearing this Confucian uniform for my brother as a gift in return. Now that we're going to compete, we naturally have to take it off first!"

"This...Brother Wang, please do it!"

Wang Feng hurriedly took off his robe again, and after a while he put the Confucian robe into his spiritual ring.

"Brother Wang, please take action!" Yan Yiyi saluted and smiled.

"Oh, Brother Yan, you are a Confucian scholar after all, why have you become such a ghost? Brother, I see that your legs are sore and your mouth is thirsty after standing for so long. How about I treat you to a cup of good tea before we start the fight? "

After Wang Feng finished speaking, a flash of light flashed in his hand, and he actually took out a set of extremely thick tea sets from the spiritual ring, and leisurely cooked tea in the formation, leaving everyone stunned!

Although everyone knew that fat Wang Feng had bad intentions, such a crude tea set was too ostentatious. No one would believe that such a tea set could make good tea!

Looking at the mist rising from Xiao Xiao, Yan Yiyi became a little impatient even though he was patient.

"Calm down! You must be calm!!!" Yan Yiyi roared in his heart, and his skills were running rapidly.

He knew that the fight between the two parties actually started as soon as they entered the battle. Wang Feng's purpose was to anger himself and make his Taoist heart unstable, so he would naturally take advantage of it!

However, Wang Feng can be shameless, but as a Confucian and Taoist, he naturally cannot compete with him to see who is more shameless in the public eye. Only responding to him in a Confucian and Taoist way is the most powerful counterattack!

Yan Yiyi figured this out, used his skills to suppress the inexplicable anger in his heart, and finally calmed down.

Wang Feng was slowly boiling water, washing cups, putting tea leaves, removing foam, and smelling fragrance... He was simply more careful than embroidery!

However, the action is much larger than the usual tea ceremony, because a tea cup alone is bigger than a large water tank!

Filling such a tea cup not only requires a large amount of tea leaves, but also consumes a lot of time and energy.

Yan Yiyi even suspected that Wang Feng's extra-large tea set was specially customized for this competition, because Wang Feng would have to use this trick sooner or later. He didn't expect that he would be the first person to eat spiritual crabs. .

"Haha, Brother Yan, if you think it's too slow to make my brother's tea, why don't you go back and wait, and then I'll invite you to drink it after I've made my brother's tea!" Wang Feng said with a smile, his eyes almost narrowed into a straight line.

"No hurry, no hurry! Brother Wang just makes tea, and I will just wait here!" Yan Yiyi said, simply sat down and started to adjust his breathing.

It’s a joke, you have to calculate your defeat when you use the formation. Naturally, Yan Yiyi will not be fooled so easily!

The audience outside the venue gave up when they saw this scene and started to boo!

"Fatty!"

"Throw away those tea sets!"

"That's right, stop cheating! Hurry up and compete with Yan!"

"If you don't compete, you will be considered as giving up or losing!"

"That's right!"

Seeing this scene, Shen Youxi also felt that the scene was a little out of control, and said: "If the game doesn't start in another quarter of an hour, the fat man will lose!"

When Wang Feng heard this, his fat hands trembled, and the tea soup in the teapot in his hand overflowed...

Yan Yiyi felt happy, a smile appeared on his face, and he began to count the time silently...

Judging from Wang Feng's performance since joining the battle, it would be impossible not to wait until the last minute to take action! Regarding this, Yan Yiyi was extremely convinced!

Time passes bit by bit...

Finally, a quarter of an hour is up!

Yan Yiyi stood up and said: "Brother Wang, please take action!"

"Haha, Brother Yan is so patient! But... Brother Wei has already taken action. Didn't Brother Yan notice it?" Wang Feng narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"Oh? Are you saying that you put on and take off Confucian clothes and make tea soup?" Yan Yiyi said coldly.

"How can this be considered a tactic? I changed into Confucian clothes to show that I am a polite person, and I made tea soup to entertain Brother Yan!"

"real?!"

"certainly!"

"Then what is your so-called move?!"

"Brother Yan, don't you think there is a problem with the operation of your spiritual power now? If there is no problem, then I will have no choice but to take another move!" Wang Feng said.

"What?!"

Yan Yiyi was shocked when he heard this. He quickly felt the spiritual veins in his body and was stunned!

I just felt that there seemed to be a lot of blockages in my spiritual veins, which made the circulation of my spiritual energy very difficult. In this case, I only have 50% of my 100% skill left. Facing an opponent like Wang Feng, let alone winning. , even self-protection is a problem.

Without the support of cultivation, even with Tao power, it would be difficult to compete with Wang Feng!

"Oh my god! What's going on?!" Yan Yidao was shocked.

"Haha, brother Yan, didn't you notice that some tea soup was poured out for you just now?" Wang Feng laughed proudly when he saw Yan Yiyi's expression.

"This...didn't you accidentally spill it?"

"Of course not! I added Jiemai Powder to the tea soup. There was some slight odor in it, but luckily it was covered by the aroma of tea. After it overflowed, driven by my spiritual power secretly, it spread with the tea mist. It’s extremely fast, and you are adjusting your breath, so it naturally enters the spiritual veins in your body!”

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