"What do you mean?"

Ye Feng was confused.

"You don't know?"

Xiao Ran looked suspicious, paused, and suddenly sneered: "Hehe! Wow~ Pretend to be confused with me? You can really do it!"

Xiao Ran's expression froze, and his eyes sank.

"I really don't know..."

Ye Feng was very helpless.

In addition to practicing swords and meditating these days, how can he have time to wander in the mountains, and he really doesn't know about the odds in Xiao Ran's mouth.

After a little calculation in his heart, Ye Feng had some eyebrows in his heart. In fact, it is not difficult to guess, after all, he does not have a few acquaintances in Qingcheng Mountain, and there should be no one else who can do this kind of trick except Zhang Dachuan.

Zhang Dachuan manipulated the fan stall and controlled Ye Feng's betting odds, the purpose was also very simple, it must be to enhance Ye Feng's reputation among the outer disciples, and maybe he could also use this to win over a wave of people's hearts.

Why?

Because Ye Feng is a newcomer who has just entered the sect, his cultivation is average, his qualifications are mediocre, and he has no background. is a low-end disciple who is not brilliant.

However, it is not only Ye Feng, but most of the outer disciples of eight or nine out of ten are like this.

Therefore, if a mediocre disciple who is so ordinary that no one is optimistic about it that he is in the limelight at the martial arts competition, it will definitely resonate with other outer disciples, and even give them a kind of spiritual comfort.

This also makes them even more hope that this ordinary person can win, can become stronger, and even hope that he can come out on top.

Among them, the cat is roughly like this, but how Zhang Dachuan operated it, Ye Feng couldn't guess it for the time being, and he didn't have the heart to guess, because the three tigers Xiao Ran had already spoken again.

"Hey, you know why I said, are your good days over?"

Xiao Ran didn't smile on his face, and looked at Ye Feng with pity, and there was a hint of hostility between his words.

"Tell me..."

Ye Feng replied with a smile.

"Good!"

Xiao Ran nodded, and patiently explained, "In the first five matchups, your odds are so low, it can be regarded as making you a lot of money, but those gold and silver are not important, I don't care at all, but now that you make your odds so high, you are about to catch up with the Wang Rank Pavilion!

"And then?"

Ye Feng was still not in a hurry or annoyed.

After all, everyone has come to the door, if they really bow their heads, I am afraid that this kind of thing will be indispensable in the future, so Ye Feng really can't give in.

'What about the five tigers in the outer gate?' who passed the nine heavenly thunders? He thought that all the four seas were his father? Everyone had to get used to him?'

Yuan Bao transmitted his opinion to Ye Feng in the Phantom Star Bead, and Ye Feng thought so.

Seeing Ye Feng's breezy appearance, a nameless anger rose in Xiao Ran's heart, and he said secretly:

Except for the three heroes of the outer gate, who dares to give me Xiao Ran so much face? Even those deacons of the outer gate are hindered by the power of the Xiao family when they see me, and they want to say hello to me, you little miscellaneous fish who have just entered the door dare to take me so seriously, you really eat the bear's heart and leopard gall!

Thinking of this, Xiao Ran didn't bother to pretend to be friendly with Ye Feng anymore.

He directly lowered his voice and said his purpose, "Ye Feng, tell you the truth! I have already asked people to check, your opponent today is me! I don't embarrass you, you only need to make one move in the ring for me to defeat, and I will give you five Tianjing Stones!"

Five Tianjing Stones were not much for Ye Feng, but they were indeed worth two years of harvest for an ordinary outer disciple, so Xiao Ran felt that Ye Feng should not refuse him.

It's a pity that he's wrong again...

"Thanks, I don't need it, goodbye. ”

Ye Feng leaned back, shook off with a smile, paused, and then glanced back at the two Xiao Ran followers in front of him, with no waves in his eyes.

"What did you say!?"

Xiao Ran got up, raised his hand and pointed at Ye Feng, and when the two followers saw this, they all took a step closer to Ye Feng.

At the same time, the several shortlisted disciples sitting around were all attracted by Xiao Ran's shouting, and they all turned their heads to look at Ye Feng's side, and then they exchanged their heads and began to discuss.

"Do you have a problem with your ears?"

Ye Feng innocently asked rhetorically, directly raised his head and closed his eyes, and said leisurely: "But it's just a cultivation at the peak of the Xuanzhao realm, what are the three tigers of the five tigers in the outer gate? Are you naïve?

"You... You're looking for death!"

Xiao Ran gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Feng, his face was red, his eyes were full of anger, and his entire right arm was trembling, as if he was forcibly suppressing the urge to make a move.

In the past four or five years in the outer gate, Xiao Ran has done some fox and tiger power and bullying things, but today, at the outer gate martial arts competition that has not been encountered once in decades, he really doesn't have the courage to do anything wrong.

Seeing this, the two followers saw that Ye Feng was a difficult bone to gnaw, they glanced at the gloating gazes cast by the disciples around them, glanced at each other, and hurriedly came to Xiao Ran, pretending to be good people.

"Oh, Brother Sanhu, don't be angry! Your identity is not as knowledgeable as a new little cub, and if you want to repair him, we have a chance!"

"That's right, Brother Sanhu, when you get into the ring, you can simply vent your breath, and then the two of us will help you solve him!"

Someone gave the steps, and Xiao Ran was not so stupid that he couldn't even get off the donkey.

He exhaled a few deep breaths, pretended to snort generously, nostrils turned to the sky, and said to himself: "That's right! What kind of person is this son? How can he see like a miscellaneous fish in a stream? It really damages my identity!"

After saying that, Xiao Ran shook his white sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and turned around and walked towards his seat.

The two followers glanced at each other tacitly again, quietly pursed their mouths, and hurriedly set off to chase.

When the three of them left, Ye Feng, a young man who had been looking up and closing his eyes, quietly opened his eyes, a pair of narrow eyes, and lightly glanced at the back of Xiao Ran's departure, and a cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

A few disciples around him were either muttering about Xiao Ran's bad deeds in a low voice, or talking about Ye Feng's quiet rise, and no one noticed that he had just lost his temper.

A quarter of an hour later.

The twelve elders and deacons in charge of the review finally came together, and the sixth round of the competition officially began.

Of the three thousand disciples, there were only more than 100 shortlisted left, so it was Ye Feng's turn soon.

"Xiao Ran, Ye Feng, No. 11. ”

With a generation of disciples wearing light blue wide-sleeved robes in the field, with the call of true qi, the more than 8,000 outer disciples on the Guanyun Platform all heard it clearly.

"Huh~!"

As expected, all the disciples were in an uproar, and then they began to talk about each other.

"Ah!?Ye Feng is facing Xiao Ran?"

"Isn't it? Isn't my bet on the fan stall going to lose money?"

"What nonsense! Ye Feng will definitely win!"

"Yes, Ye Feng will definitely win!"

"You all shut up! I believe in Ye Feng, he will definitely be able to create a miracle again!"

With Ye Feng's ear, he naturally heard these conversations that were biased towards him, but compared to the attitude of the outer disciples towards him, he was more concerned about the people who contributed to the layout of today's situation.

Recalling all the experiences after being a partner with Zhang Dachuan, Ye Feng suddenly felt that he really underestimated him.

Although this fat man is bloated and average, he is definitely able to bend and stretch, and is good at camouflage.

If Zhang Dachuan can really follow Zhao Chenrui all the time and develop, then the paragraph he said to Ye Feng in the attic of the Zhanfu that day may one day really become a prophecy.

Retracting his thoughts, Ye Feng stood up calmly, took out his armor and blade from the storage ring, and walked towards the No. 11 ring while wearing the armor.

At the special seat, the judges led by Tiangu Zhenren and Lingniao Zhenren did not take Ye Feng and the disciples too seriously, because their attention was on the first Wang Rank Pavilion in the outer gate.

And Wang Yiting's opponent this time is Feng Biao, the big tiger among the five tigers in the outer gate, an old bastard who has been in the outer gate for ten years.

Since he entered the sect and tested the qualifications of the root bones, the elders of the inner gate have all thrown olive branches to him, and the two real people of Tiangu and Lingniao are no exception.

It's a pity that Wang Yuting has already made up his mind to wait for the real person of Mu Jian to come out of the customs and worship him as a teacher, and no one else can do it.

Even so, after all, he is the White Tiger Spiritual Consciousness of the Five Great Immortal Cultivators, although these elders and deacons can't include him under the door and pass on his mantle, they will inevitably be curious about him and take a look at him.

And this also lined Ye Feng's rise in this martial arts competition, which became a little bleak and quietly eclipsed.

Walking into the ring, Ye Feng looked at Xiao Ran, the three tigers standing opposite, his face sinking like water, and laughed out loud, "Hehe~"

"What are you laughing at!?"

Xiao Ran was furious.

"Do you want to laugh or not?"

Ye Feng pursed his mouth innocently, and no longer paid attention to the noisy Xiao Ran who only knew "ask".

He turned around and arched his hand towards the first-generation disciple standing by the ring, bowed slightly, and said politely: "Senior brother, I'm ready, please start!"

The disciples of that generation saw that Ye Feng was polite and courteous, and they had a little more good feeling in their hearts.

He nodded politely in response, and then walked up to Ye Feng and Xiao Ran in turn, checking their name brands and equipment.

After confirming that Ye Feng and the others were both himself and did not cheat, he retreated to the edge of the ring and shouted:

"Start ——!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng's figure flashed, and he teleported directly behind Xiao Ran, and the long sword in his hand was wrapped in a finger-wide white sword qi, and it stabbed decisively into his heart.

Before taking the stage, Ye Feng had already thought about it, since these three tigers Xiao Ran was already notorious in the outer gate, as long as he defeated him with one move, he would definitely be able to greatly boost Zhang Dachuan's plan, and then his chances of entering the inner gate would be one point more.

Therefore, Ye Feng wanted to repeat his old tricks, and only wanted a quick solution.

However, just as the sword was about to pick up the hemp rope in Xiao Queen's heart, the corner of the guy's mouth suddenly inexplicably provoked a sneer.