_Chapter 142: It's not worth being angry about
He estimated that the eldest prince today specially instructed Ling Yixian to invite him to the banquet, there must be something to find him, not really invite him to come, eat and drink casually, the status has reached the level of the eldest prince, and it is not so much that after nearly three years, he suddenly remembered the old love he had given a helping hand at the beginning, and asked him to invite him to eat and drink, the eldest prince was not so boring. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
In that case, he just waited quietly.
Suddenly-
"We young talents gather here, chatting and boring, how about using martial arts to cheer up, Ye Feng, just now the eldest prince praised you as a newly rising martial arts genius in Wolong Academy, why don't you compete with me, let everyone in the arena see your martial arts style?"
Changsun Chen drank more than ten cups of herb brew in a row, his eyes were full of excitement, he glanced at Ye Feng who was eating and drinking with his head down, and remembered the dilemma of being shocked back by his punch, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, slammed the wine glass in his hand, shouted, and called him in public, wanting to break out with him with all his strength, a big fight, trampling Ye Feng on the ground, proving his strength Changsun Chen, he didn't want the rumor that he was shocked by this Ye Feng's punch after today's banquet spread as a stepping stone for this kid to show his head.
As a descendant of the eldest grandson family, he has his own pride!
When his words fell, many people showed interesting expressions, martial arts is always the theme of the Martial Arts Continent, and it is indeed a good idea to show your strength in front of the great prince and many talents.
"Sorry, not interested!"
Ye Feng raised his head, smiled slightly, replied very neatly, and then picked up a tiger tendon with long chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and the plate of tiger tendons was taken out of the body of the high-level Gang demon, which was quite chewy.
"Haha, Ye Feng, you're scared, aren't you? You don't dare to compete with me, right?"
Eldest Sun Chen was stunned for a moment, the Holy Fire Dynasty was at its peak in martial arts, and he was generally eager to challenge the competition, but he didn't expect this Ye Feng to answer in public, which surprised him, and he immediately mocked, wanting to stimulate Ye Feng's martial artist's blood, and jump up to fight him, so as to give him a chance to burst out with all his strength, trample on him, and defeat him.
"Yes!"
Ye Feng didn't look at him, so he nodded happily, this word was said in public, which made the talents in the field stunned, no one expected that Ye Feng, who was praised as a "martial arts genius" by the eldest prince just now, was so unkind, admitting in public that he couldn't beat Changsun Chen, which was simply detrimental to the blood of the martial artist.
However, after thinking about it again, it was clear that when Ye Feng came, everyone saw with their own eyes that he shook Changsun Chen and flew dozens of meters upside down with one punch, regardless of his background, the martial arts power revealed by this son is absolutely impossible to have the strength to fight with Changsun Chen, doesn't this son want to continue to entangle with the children of the Changsun family, so as not to cause trouble and burn himself?
Thinking of this, the talents nodded secretly, in their opinion, indeed, if Ye Feng really agreed, if he fought with Changsun Chen, it would be forgivable to lose, if he won, with Changsun Chen's unrelenting and strong character, then I am afraid that Ye Feng will not be able to move an inch in the Holy Capital City in the future, the Changsun family is a giant, one of the giants of the capital. Taking the initiative to show weakness and not accepting challenges is a good policy.
This Ye Feng is still very eye-catching! But he didn't know that Ye Feng was not interested in fighting with Changsun Chen at all, the martial arts he practiced were for killing, not for showing off his skills at the banquet.
However, some people in the audience saw Ye Feng confessing in public, but they proudly showed a trace of laughter, such as Zhao Meng, for example, Zhou Xiaowen, Zhou Xiaowen even showed disdain, and he was relieved in his heart, although he did not force Ye Feng to admit it in public, but he was also extremely relieved.
The eldest prince didn't expect that Ye Feng would admit so happily that he didn't dare to fight, his eyes flashed a hint of color, the warrior's desire for victory was very strong, and he easily admitted defeat, but it was not something that people who pursued martial arts did, but Ye Feng's answer was also in line with his thoughts, he had heard of Ye Feng, fighting with others, those losers were extremely miserable, either they were killed by Ye Feng on the spot, or they were abolished Xiuwei, if Ye Feng really agreed to fight with Changsun Chen, it would be good to say if he lost, if he won, he would kill or abolish Changsun Chen, this matter would be big, so big that he would have a headache。
"Hahaha...... Hahaha......" Changsun Chen took advantage of the happy wine, laughed excitedly, pointed at Ye Feng, who bowed his head and chewed tiger tendons, and sneered: "I knew you wouldn't dare, I knew you were afraid, sure enough, sure enough, my cousin Sun Mou, on the power of martial arts, who was afraid of in the capital......?"
"Huh...... Ye Feng, the eldest grandson brother is drunk, you don't have to mind, come on, I have something to say, I want to tell you. The eldest prince Zhao Renlong, frowned when he heard this, lest Ye Feng was young and impulsive, and he couldn't be stimulated, so he really jumped up and had a conflict with him, he didn't want to clean up the mess, so he got up and stood up, beckoned to Ye Feng, and walked towards an uninhabited lake first.
Ye Feng glanced at the arrogant Changsun Chen lightly, wiped his greasy palm with a tablecloth, got up from the table, and calmly followed.
Hmph, what are you pretending to be calm, do you think you are a sword saint? Zhou Xiaowen pouted at Ye Feng's back with disdain, and slandered, of course, he only dared to slander, and did not dare to openly mock in front of Ye Feng.
The lakeside is as flat as a mirror, the breeze blows, if you drink more happy wine, you will forget the dust.
Ye Feng stood quietly behind the eldest prince, although there seemed to be no one here, his mind could vaguely sense that there were several powerful auras lurking around him, obviously, even in the happy forest guarded by masters, the eldest prince still kept in mind the lessons of the past, and there were strong guards around him to protect him at all times.
"Ye Feng, eldest grandson, has a superior background and rampant speech, you don't want to be like him. Zhao Renlong put his hands behind his back, smiled, stared at Ye Feng beside him, and comforted.
"Your Highness, rest assured, Ye Feng knows the severity. ”
Ye Feng smiled slightly, when he first set foot in the capital, he encountered this kind of children of wealthy families, rampant and arrogant, and regarded all the people as grass mustard, which was indeed very resentful, but now he has seen a lot, but he is not strange, he knows that this is the character cultivated by the children of the big clan since childhood, and the atmosphere of the entire capital environment is edified, unless the day changes, and these so-called nobles who do not know the height of the sky are all reduced to slaves, they will be afraid, they will be afraid, and they will change this habit. How could he be concerned with such a fool about the gains and losses of a word?