He hated Murong Feng, because she was the one who made his second brother lose face in the martial arts arena yesterday!

That's right, Jiang Lichen is a member of the Jiang family of the Shenwu Kingdom, and Jiang Fuhua is also a member of the Jiang family.

originally thought that in yesterday's martial arts competition, the second brother would be able to clean up Murong Feng and frustrate her spirit, but he didn't know that he was defeated by her in the end.

Although he was angry in his heart now, his face became more and more ugly when he thought of Murong Feng's skills in the martial arts arena yesterday.

In fact, before he even started the competition, he knew very well that their Tempest Squad would definitely lose.

But even if they lose, they can't lose momentum.

"As long as you work hard, there will be hope, don't lose your fighting spirit before you play, that's the behavior of the weak!" Jiang Fuhua turned around and glanced at the other six team members with a heavy face.

When everyone heard him say this, their faces did not show fighting spirit.

Because Murong Feng's strong image has been deeply rooted in their minds, it has already had a great influence on them.

In their cognition, even if they don't admit defeat, no matter how hard they try, it seems that they won't be able to beat her.

After she won the senior class yesterday against Jiang Lichen, they were even more afraid of Murong Feng.

Jiang Fuhua only felt annoyed when he looked at them, and finally didn't bother to talk to them more, because he himself began to give up struggling.

How could an egg break a stone, he understood this truth deeply.

Soon it was the turn of the two teams, Murong Feng and Jiang Fuhua.

There was an instant silence around the square, and then some chattering rang out.

Those who didn't have to fight against Murong Feng's team were really relieved, because everyone knew that they would lose against her team.

"No matter how powerful your team is, our Tempest team is not afraid of you." Jiang Fuhua stood up straight and snorted arrogantly.

Murong Feng smiled softly, she didn't let them be afraid of them.

Fan Tong and the others were already ready to move, Huangfu fell with a meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were already aimed at Murong Qingling.

She hasn't forgotten the last time she was on the Ten Thousand Demons Battlefield, how did this woman want to harm Murong Feng, and today she wants to clean her up!

After discussing with Jiang Fuhua for a while, Murong Feng still decided to fight in a group, after all, there are only seven people in the Hurricane team, if it is one-on-one, there are still three people in the Wushuang team.

Huangfu Luoluo and Ye Xitong glanced at each other, and the two of them rushed towards Murong Qingling.

When Murong Qingling saw their actions, he secretly screamed in his heart, these two must have wanted to declare a personal vendetta.

Murong Feng saw that someone had already gone to clean up Murong Qingling, she looked at Jiang Fuhua, smiling, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Jiang Fuhua was looked at by her like that, and puffed up his chest unconvinced to look at her, but he was stunned in his heart.

"Why don't I clean him up?" Mo Beixie, who was standing next to her, spoke.

Most of the people in the Tempest Team were third-order martial artists, that is, Jiang Fuhua had just advanced to the early stage of fourth-order martial artists at most, and it was easy to deal with him.

"Okay." Murong Feng readily agreed.

As soon as she turned around, she heard Jiang Fuhua's screams like killing pigs, and she could only sympathize silently in her heart.

When she tried to find someone to do it, she found that no one needed her to do it.

After a while, all the people of the storm fell to the ground.

Murong Feng felt that such a competition was very boring, and it was really not challenging at all to end so quickly.

The other squads were dumbfounded, and the people of the Musou team were too strong to win the Tempest team so quickly.

No pop-ups