Chapter 263: Fists Are Not Hard Enough

"Everyone!"

The voice was like thunder, especially with a strange power, covering the square within a radius of several miles. Everyone, no matter how far or near they were standing, could clearly hear what Fang Tianlei said. Situ Reading

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The originally noisy and bustling selection platform soon became quiet.

Fang Tianlei's sharp eyes swept across the whole audience, like a cold air blowing.

After a while, he spoke loudly: "I am Fang Tianlei, the deputy master of the Wu Mansion. I am responsible for the selection of the Four Nations Wushu Competition."

After a pause, Fang Tianlei's voice became more solemn, "The Four Nations Wushu Competition is related to the fortune of many countries and sects in the Yuanwu Continent. It is not a joke, so today's first selection also has requirements. The age must be under 30 and the strength must be at least innate. This is the most basic point. In addition, if you want to participate in the ring competition two days later, you must pass the registration review of the royal organization."

After speaking, he swept his eyes from the audience as if emitting a brilliant light.

This look seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. Under this gaze, everyone seemed to be naked, and the functional data of their bodies were exposed.

In this way, when Fang Tianlei's eyes touched Ye Feng, he seemed to see through Ye Feng's strength at once, and couldn't help but let out a light exclamation, as if he was slightly surprised.

His eyes couldn't help but stay on Ye Feng for a moment, and then he left.

"This deputy palace master is really amazing."

After his figure disappeared, Ye Feng quietly said to Han Chong.

"Deputy Palace Master Fang is the second best master in our Wu Mansion. By the way, the tenth elite Hua Tiancheng was chosen by Deputy Palace Master Fang and accepted as his personal disciple. Ye Elite, your Tianyuan County is amazing this time. There are actually two geniuses who have become elites in the Wu Mansion. This situation is not common even in the entire history of the Wu Mansion."

Han Chong said with great emotion.

"Is he Hua Tiancheng's master?" Ye Feng's heart moved.

Hua Tianli disappeared after being knocked unconscious by himself on the day of the entrance examination. Hua Tiancheng had never appeared in public, but it was obvious that with Huo Jing'er's case, Hua Tiancheng would never let Ye Feng go easily as long as he was a man.

Ye Feng knew this very well, and he also treated this elusive genius as an imaginary enemy.

There would always be a day when the two of them would collide head-on.

Ye Feng knew that Hua Tiancheng was accepted as a personal disciple by a big shot in the Wu Mansion, but he didn't expect that this big shot would be the unfathomable Deputy Mansion Master Fang on the stage.

The registration review was right next to the arena, because it was just a preliminary selection, it was basically just a formality.

Ordinary warriors did not dare to participate in such an arena challenge selection, so most of the people who registered were third-level students in the inner palace, and of course there were also second-level students who felt that their strength was acceptable, and their cultivation was almost above the fifth or sixth level of the innate.

Ye Feng walked over, and the warriors in charge of the review were several warriors from the royal family. When they saw Ye Feng coming forward, one of the ugly young men was stunned and couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, brothers, look at what I saw? A... Xiantian level 1 guy... Haha, this guy actually wants to participate in the Four Nations Martial Arts Competition?"

"What? Xiantian level 1? Jing Yuxuan, are you seeing things?" A thin warrior behind him asked in confusion.

"Absolutely true, my God, how bad is the quality of the Wufu? Even people who have just entered the Xiantian level come to sign up for the Four Nations Martial Arts Competition?"

"Get out of here, why is the Xiantian level 1 guy here to join in the fun?" The ugly young man Jing Yuxuan said to Ye Feng in a careless manner.

"This is the eleventh elite of our Wufu, Ye Feng!"

Before Ye Feng spoke, Han Chong, who brought him here, couldn't help but shouted angrily.

The royal family, the Wufu, and the Inscriptionist Guild are the three major forces in the Western Tang Dynasty, but these three forces usually look down on each other, especially the royal family, who always think they are the orthodox of a powerful country.

They are determined to suppress the Wufu and the Inscriptionist Guild.

Hearing this, Jing Yuxuan and several other warriors, including the thin warrior behind him, all had their eyes shone, as if they were frightened by the title of elite.

But soon Jing Yuxuan looked at Han Chong and said: "I don't care whether he is elite or not. Since we are responsible for the selection, we must of course keep this gate. How can we let a first-level innate warrior pass casually? Didn't you hear what your deputy palace master Fang said? This is related to the fortune of a powerful country. This is not a joke."

His cultivation level is one level higher than Han Chong, reaching the sixth level of innate, and he didn't give face at all.

"It's really too much. The elites of our martial arts palace don't need to sign up to participate in the selection! Why can't you even sign up when you come here?" Han Chong blushed.

"Why? Just because of this."

The ugly young man clenched his fist and raised it, "Get out quickly, don't ask for trouble."

Originally, Ye Feng didn't want to bother with him, but this obviously made him very unhappy.

What? High cultivation level is great?

"With fists, right? Do you think your fists are hard? How about this, I'll let you punch three times to see if your fists are really hard?" Ye Feng said lazily.

Jing Yuxuan was slightly stunned, then reacted and widened his eyes again, "Hahaha, did I hear it right? This elite said he wanted me to punch three times?"

"Of course, it's not for nothing."

Ye Feng interrupted him, took out a bag of spirit stones and threw it on the table, saying, "Let's make a small bet. I see that you royal disciples are all rich second-generations from big families, and the most on you are spirit stones. I have one million here, you also take out one million, and then you hit me three times, I bet your punch is not hard enough, how about it?"

He walked forward with a smile, looking at Jing Yuxuan and said indifferently.

"What are you doing?"

This made several royal warriors a little wary.

But when they saw the bulging bag of spirit stones, a trace of greed appeared in their eyes.

Although the royal warriors came from various county families and military children, one million spirit stones were still quite tempting for warriors of their cultivation.

"Let's do it, everyone collect spirit stones, and share the win."

Jing Yuxuan couldn't take out one million spirit stones alone, so he could only collect them with four or five other companions.

A rubbish who just entered the Xiantian realm actually said that his fists were not strong enough and he had to take three punches from him, and even took out one million spirit stones to bet?

Isn't this a pie in the sky?

If you don't agree, I'm afraid you won't be able to raise your head in the capital in the future.

"Ye Jingying, this..."

Seeing Ye Feng take out so many spirit stones to bet with the royal disciples, Han Chong's face changed slightly and reminded him.

The ugly young man Jing Yuxuan obviously has a cultivation base of more than the sixth level of Xiantian. It's okay to waste one million spirit stones. If he mocks others like this, if he is ruthless enough and suffers serious injuries, it will be a loss.

At that time, not only will he lose money and get injured, but he will also be regarded as a joke by them.

Ye Feng smiled and nodded, his face full of strong confidence.

Seeing him like this, Han Chong stopped talking.