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"Fuck off!"

The more the deacon thought about it, the more angry she became, and before Zhang Yifeng could speak, she suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, her red hair was full of wind, and she looked like a mad demon, and her terrifying momentum was released. This woman is an acquired martial artist.

"Ahem! Deacon Ding, don't scare the young people. ”

A middle-aged man's voice came. Obviously, he felt that the woman's actions were a little too much.

Only then did Deacon Ding put away his momentum, but he still said unwillingly: "Our Lightning Hall was ruined by this group of ants!" If it continues like this, I will not be able to become the leader of the Eight Halls in my life. Young people now, I really want to grass his uncle! ”

When the woman's words fell, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help it, and burst out laughing.

"Boy, what are you laughing at!" Deacon Ding turned his head and glared at Zhang Yifeng with beautiful eyes.

Zhang Yifeng shrugged his shoulders and said, "You want me to tell the truth?" ”

"Say!"

"Well, just now I was wondering if their uncle should be looking forward to it."

"What to expect?" Deacon Ding didn't react for a moment.

Zhang Yifeng didn't answer yet, the middle-aged man who spoke just now spoke again, and reminded with a smile: "You just said that you wanted to grass the young man's uncle." ”

“……”

Deacon Ding was speechless for an instant.

"Well, I can sign up now, right?"

Zhang Yifeng's voice came again.

The middle-aged man's personality was obviously kinder, and he said to Zhang Yifeng: "Yes, according to the process, you come over to register, and we will ask you a few questions." Now, tell me your name, your origin, your age. ”

"My name is Zhang Yifeng and I am twenty-one years old. From White Dragon City. ”

After listening to Zhang Yifeng's words, Deacon Ding, who had restrained his emotions, was about to go out again. Ouch, my temper tantrum can't be controlled at all.

"You're so young, what a contest you're here for! Also, are you a beast cultivator? It's not just for the old lady to get out! ”

,!

This time, Deacon Ding was really angry.

Although the group of people just now had no ambitions and were just mixing in the top ten, they were at least much more reliable than this kid. Only twenty-one? How powerful it can be! He was even wondering if this kid was a beast cultivator.

She guessed correctly, Zhang Yifeng was indeed not a beast cultivator.

"Deacon Ding, calm, calm."

The middle-aged man's voice came again.

"I said, I don't have eggs, why be calm!"

In front of the table, Zhang Yifeng's face was not good-looking at that time, and he was shouted by someone to get out, this taste is definitely not so pleasant, especially for a man with self-esteem, the word "roll" is extremely insulting.

Zhang Yifeng turned his head to look at Deacon Ding, and said coldly: "Isn't there a rule in the competition that if it's not a beast cultivator, you are not allowed to register?" ”

"Nope. But you mean, you really didn't have awakened beast blood? Deacon Ding's face was ugly.

"It doesn't matter if I have awakened the beast blood or not, you just need to remember one thing, I didn't participate in the competition, I didn't come to make up the numbers, I didn't come to practice, I came to be the first! for I will become a resident of the royal city. ”

The person who wins the first place, in addition to becoming a disciple of the great power, can also get a waist card that symbolizes the identity of the royal city.

Zhang Yifeng's words were sonorous and powerful, constantly echoing around. Whoever dares to yell at the Shen family's foreign clan, he is probably the first.

However, Zhang Yifeng even dared to kill Shen Qingteng, and what would he not dare to yell at the foreigners.

Stunned, the people in the hall were a little dazed.

Whether it is Deacon Ding or two middle-aged.

"Who wants to rob my disciples? Let me see who it is and whether it is qualified or not. ”

Just when the atmosphere was a little weird, a loud laugh came from outside the door. A young man strode into the hall.

The young man was dressed in blue clothes, and his appearance was quite ordinary, but his sword eyebrows had a unique demeanor.

"Did you say that?"

After the young man came in, he walked towards Zhang Yifeng. The tone is contemptuous, and the eyes are haughty.

"It's me. Comments? Zhang Yifeng glanced at the young man, and his expression did not change much.

The young man laughed and said, "Of course there are opinions, because the first position will only be endless for me." ”

Jiang endless?

Zhang Yifeng felt that such a name was very familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, on the manual that Shen Qingteng gave him, Jiang Wuhen was highlighted.

"You're Jiang Wuhen?"

Before Zhang Yifeng could speak, Deacon Ding's excited voice came, and it was obvious that she had also heard of Jiang Wufu.

"A few seniors, it's me." Jiang Wuhen's smile is even brighter, and his popularity is definitely much higher than Zhang Yifeng. Others know Jiang Wuhen, but they don't know who Zhang Yifeng is.

"You're here to sign up for my lightning hall?" Even the calm middle-aged man was a little impatient.

Jiang Wuhen nodded and said, "Not bad." I heard that the Lightning Hall is at the entrance of the Eighth Hall, and it has always been mediocre, so I came. Those who don't have confidence in themselves don't dare to choose Lightning Hall, for fear that Lightning Hall will bring bad luck to themselves, but I am not afraid, because I am sure that this year's champion will only be me! Jiang endless! ”

Domineering, arrogant, and confident!

His tone was as if he had already decided that this year's champion was him.

"Okay, good, really young."

"Courageous!"

"It seems that I won't be a foil this year."

The three foreigners, you and I, seemed to have forgotten the existence of Zhang Yifeng, and everyone's attention was on Jiang Wufu. Even the beautiful deaconess was smiling.

"Your name is Zhang Yifeng, right? Let's go, it's not even a beast cultivator, what kind of fun are you here to make, and I don't know how the city lord of White Dragon City will give you the qualification to participate in the competition. ”

The beautiful deacon spoke coldly towards Zhang Yifeng.

Zhang Yifeng frowned, and was about to say something, when Jiang Wuhen's voice suddenly came: "A few elders, can you let him successfully sign up?" I want to see if such an arrogant person has real material. ”

"This ......"

Several deacons were slightly stunned, and then the middle-aged man took the lead in speaking.

"Okay, as long as you are sure to sign up for the competition in my lightning hall, I will give him this spot."

"I'm sure, I can fill out the form now." Jiang Wuhen smiled faintly.

"Good!" The middle-aged man laughed, and then looked at Zhang Yifeng, "Boy, you're lucky, you can also fill out the form." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yifeng walked over and filled out the registration form, but didn't say a word from beginning to end.

No matter how much you say, it's useless, when you fight, you will know who is the champion.

After filling out the form, Zhang Yifeng left the Lightning Hall and returned to the inn.

For the rest of the year, Zhang Yifeng stayed in retreat. Either practice martial arts, or practice the meteor hammer method.

I don't know if it's the reason for the improvement of cultivation, but three days later, Zhang Yifeng finally succeeded in hitting one hundred and eight hammers.

Three days later, Zhang Yifeng was completely proficient in one hundred and eight hammers.

With nothing to do, Zhang Yifeng sacrificed the Black Iron Holy Furnace, and used the high-grade materials on his body to refine the traces of the Splitting Heaven.