"Wow!"

Yi Xiong, Xu Yin, Ji Yan and the others screamed in surprise, looking at Ming Kongzi and Xiong Bing with suspicious faces.

As soon as the eyes touch, you can naturally see what the other party is trying to hide...

Ming Kongzi simply turned his head away 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, and they are naturally extremely smart people.

Everyone knows, don't look at the star operator seems to be boasting, in fact, there is a mystery hidden in the words, digging a pit for the listener, just waiting for someone to jump in!

If anyone catches his words, maybe they will be involved, and the consequences are not difficult to imagine!

"Haha, now it's Wang Feng against Shang Yan, but I want to see which of the two of them can win!!" Xiong Bing grinned.

"Not bad, one is Xiaoyi's junior, and the other is Brother Yan's junior, it's really interesting!" Liang Ze echoed.

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

"Yan Yiyi wins!" Yan Ruoxu stroked his beard and said.

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

"That's different! Wang Feng is a player from our Drifting Snow Academy!" Qinghong shouted.

He and Shen Youxi are both the leaders of the Drifting Snow Academy, so naturally they hope that the contestant from Drifting Snow can win.

In this way, Wang Feng received the support of Wang Yi, Qinghong and Shen Youxi, and his momentum soared.

"Haha, the players who are drifting snow will definitely win? Have you forgotten? Our players who fly smoke have always overpowered the drifting snow!" Yan Ruoxu laughed.

"This..."Qinghong was stunned for a moment, his face slightly red.

Yan Ruoxu's words are by no means false, in the previous many sun-shooting competitions, in the end, it is often a battle between the players of the snow and the flying smoke, and the players of the flying smoke school are often the final winners!

"This time is different! Wang Fengdao is full of intentions, his strength is soaring, and it is not impossible to defeat Yan Yiyi!" Shen Youxi said with a smile on the side.

"Oh, he has Dao power, Yan Yiyi certainly has Dao power, it depends on who has more bonus!" Yan Ruoxu smiled.

There was a lot of discussion among these avatars in the main stand, and Wang Feng and Yan in the field had already appeared in the formation.

I saw that Wang Feng was chubby, with a big round belly, and the whole shape was quite similar to the original Wang Yi, wearing a big red robe, which was extremely pleasing.

And Yan Yi is wearing a hat, dressed in Confucian clothes, slender and straight, with a strong aura on his handsome face, and his aura is extremely strong!

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

The spectators outside the arena screamed, and the sound could almost stir up 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, which shows that his reputation is extremely loud, and his image is naturally good.

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

Wang Feng and Yan naturally can't fight together, but if he can fight here, he is naturally not a weak person, and at this time he has his own way to deal with it, squinting his eyes and smiling: "Brother Yan, you see that you are so literate, it makes me a little embarrassed!"

"Oh, why did Brother Wang say that?"

"Haha, you see that I want to learn from you to have a Confucian etiquette, but it is not easy to return the salute if I dress so casually, or I will be very rude if I don't go back!

"I see! Brother Wang has this sentence, don't return the gift!"

"How can this be done?!You don't think I'm a rude person, do you? If I don't return the salute, then won't I acquiesce myself?!"

"This... Of course, I don't think that Brother Wang is a rude person! It's just that since you don't wear Confucian clothes, it is naturally inconvenient for you to practice Confucian etiquette, so you can't go back. Yan Yiyi said.

"No, of course this won't work! Brother Yan waits, wait for me to change into Confucian clothes and salute back..."

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

"Those who enter the formation are not allowed to go out of the formation again! Defeat when they go out of the formation!" Shen Youxi said loudly.

Wang Feng scratched his scalp and suddenly realized: "Brother Yan, don't worry! I remembered it for my brother, and when I entered the battle, I brought a set of Confucian clothes." ”

After speaking, the spiritual light in his hand moved slightly, and sure enough, a set of red Confucian clothes and a high hat appeared, and he hurriedly put them on...

"Haha!

"Wow, how can anyone wear a robe?"

"yes! Even the hat is crooked!"

"Dead fatty!

"Yes, this kid must be trying to provoke Yan Yiyi..."

The audience outside the venue talked a lot, and almost all of them could see that this fat man Wang Feng had bad intentions.

Yan Yi had a smile on his face, and he was still holding on to Confucianism in his hands...

Wang Feng finally changed into Confucian clothes, but the hat was crooked, the robe was messy, and the Confucian belt was loose, as if he had a tube skirt...

"Haha, it's not easy, Brother Yan is really patient, I'll give you a gift in return for my brother!"

Wang Feng salivated and smiled, bent over and saluted back, looking greasy and crooked, which made the audience laugh!

"Brother Wang is polite!Please make a move!" Yan Yi said with a sigh of relief in his heart.

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

"Oh, I wonder what else is going on with Brother Wang?"

"Wearing this Confucian costume for my brother is to give you a gift in return, and now that I want to compete, I naturally have to take it off first!"

"It's... Brother Wang, please!"

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

"Brother Wang, please make a move!" Yan Yiyi smiled.

"Oh, Brother Yan, you are a Confucian after all, how did you become like a life-urging ghost? Seeing that you have been standing for so long, your legs are sore, and your mouth is thirsty, why don't you please drink a good cup of tea and start fighting?"

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

Although everyone knows that this dead fat man Wang Feng must have bad intentions, such a crude tea set is too ostentatious, and no one will believe that such a tea set can also make any good tea!

Looking at the mist rising from the owl, Yan Yiyi was a little impatient even if he was patient.

"Be calm! you must be calm!! Yan Yi roared in his heart, and the exercises were running rapidly.

He knew that the battle between the two sides had actually started as soon as he entered the battle, and Wang Feng's purpose was to provoke himself and make his Dao heart unstable, so he would naturally have a chance!

However, Wang Feng can be shameless, and as a person of Confucianism and Taoism, in full view of everyone, he naturally can't compete with him who is more shameless, and only by paying tribute to him in a Confucian and Taoist way is the most powerful counterattack!

Yan Yi figured this out, and luckily suppressed the inexplicable anger in his heart, and finally calmed down.

Wang Feng is slowly cooking water, washing cups, putting tea leaves, removing foam, smelling incense... It's even more careful than embroidery!

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

To fill such a teacup with tea, not only does it require a large amount of tea leaves, but it also takes a lot of time and spiritual water.

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

"Hehe, Brother Yan, if you think it's slow to make tea for your brother, it's better to go back and wait first, and then invite you to drink it after making tea for your brother!" Wang Feng said with a smile, his eyes narrowing into a line.

"Don't worry, don't worry! Brother Wang just makes tea, and the younger brother is waiting here!" Yan Yi said, simply sat down cross-legged, and began to breathe.

Jokes, if you go out of the formation, you will be defeated, and Yan Yiyi will naturally not be fooled so easily!

The audience outside the venue saw that this scene was gone, and they coaxed one after another!

"Dead fat!"

"Throw away that tea set!"

"Yes, don't play tricks!

"If you don't play again, you will be counted as abandoning or losing!"

"That's it!"

When Shen Youxi saw this scene, he also felt that this scene was a little uncontrollable, and said: "If the game doesn't start in another quarter of an hour, it will be considered a fat man!"

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

Yan Yiyi was overjoyed, a smile appeared on his face, and he began to calculate the time silently...

With Wang Feng's performance since he entered the formation, it is impossible not to delay until the last moment! For this, Yan Yiyi is extremely sure in his heart!

Little by little, time passed...

Finally, a quarter of an hour has arrived!

Yan Yi stood up and said, "Brother Wang, please make a move!"

"Haha, Brother Yan is really patient! Brother Wei has already made a move, didn't Brother Yan notice it?" Wang Feng squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

"Oh, do you mean you put on and take off your Confucian clothes and cook tea?" Yan Yi said coldly.

"How can this be regarded as a trick? Changing Confucian clothes is to show that I am a polite person, and cooking tea and soup is to entertain Brother Yan!"

"Really?!"

"Of course!"

"And what are your so-called moves?!"

"Brother Yan doesn't think that there is a problem with the operation of his spiritual power now? If there is no problem, then Brother Wei has no choice but to make another move!" Wang Feng said.

"What?!"

Yan Yi was shocked when he heard this, and quickly felt the spiritual veins in his body, and was stunned!

I only feel that there seem to be a lot of blockages in the spiritual veins, which makes the operation of my spiritual energy extremely unsmooth, in this case, there are only fifty percent of my skills left at most, and in the face of an opponent like Wang Feng, let alone winning, even self-protection is a problem.

Without the support of cultivation, even if you add Dao power, it will be difficult to compete with Wang Feng!

"Oh my God! what's going on?!" Yan Yi exclaimed.

"Haha, didn't Brother Yan notice pouring out some tea soup for his brother just now?" Wang Feng laughed proudly when he saw Yan Yiyi's face.

"It's... Didn't you accidentally spill it?"

"Of course not! Those tea soups were intercepted by me, there was a small smell, but fortunately it was covered by the fragrance of tea, after overflowing, driven by my spiritual power, with the tea mist spreading very quickly, and you are pranayama, it naturally enters your body!"

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