Chapter Eighty-Seven: Xiang Feng's Temptation!

  Among ten people, Li Tianzhao has the lowest strength, followed by Chu Yan.

  Xiang Feng ranked second, just opposite Chu Yan.

  The five matches were held simultaneously on five separate stages.

  "Come on, big brother!"

  Li Tianzhao ran to Chu Yan's side with a smile and said.

  "Look who's talking!"

  Chu Yan patted Li Xiao's head and said in a brotherly tone.

  "Number two arena, Feilong Peak's Chu Yan versus Jiu Zhuan Peak's Xiang Feng!"

  Chu Yan bid farewell to Li Xiaodao and walked towards the arena, at the same time Ru Xiwén walked towards the third arena on the other side. As they brushed shoulders, Ru Xiwén's voice echoed in Chu Yan's ear: "Don't lose before you meet me!"

  Chu Yan looked at Ruo Xiwen's back in some confusion, what was this woman thinking in her head he really couldn't understand.

  On the stage, two people stood facing each other.

  "Haha, Chuyan, I've heard of your great name!"

  Xiang Feng smiled faintly, and this smile made Chu Yan feel a little nauseous.

  "Speak your mind!"

  Chu Yan said lightly, he didn't have the patience to go around in circles with this hypocritical guy.

  "I have a deep affection for Xiwen, and I think I'm worthy of her in some ways. Brother Chu, can you please stop bothering Xiwen? I'd like to offer 1,000 spirit stones..." Item Wind said with a 'kind' face.

  "Is that all?"

  Chu Yan said faintly, after hearing Xiang Feng's first sentence, he didn't listen to the rest of his words. Chu Yan was smiling, and his smile was so cold.

  "I wonder what Brother Chu has in mind? If Brother Chu agrees, I can pay this thousand spirit stones right now!"

  Xiang Feng smiled and said, but in his heart he had a few points of disdain. One thousand spiritual stones was not a small amount to him, and in his opinion, Chu Yan would completely be unable to resist such a good thing.

  "The conditions sound pretty good!" Chu Yan said with a sly smile.

  The words of the two were amplified by the loudspeakers and spread throughout the venue, heard by everyone present.

  "How can that guy do such a thing? It's too despicable!"

  "What's wrong with Xiang Feng? He is a proud second-generation disciple of the Yuanyi Sect, so why doesn't he have the qualifications to be with Ruo Xiwen?"

  "It's true, a beauty is only worthy of being possessed by a strong man!"

  "Look at Chu Yan, he's already shaken! I didn't think he was this kind of person!"

  ……

  On the platform, everyone has already begun to discuss it, and most of them think that Xiang Feng's actions are reasonable.

  Zhitian Lie and Xiang Yun Kong sat together in one place.

  "Unexpectedly, it turns out you're a sentimental person after all! Haha!"

  Zhitian Lie smiled at Xiang Yun Kong and said.

  "Easy to say, but your disciple seems to lack a bit of backbone, Qi Shidi!"

  Xiang Yun Kong said with some disdain.

  "That is Chu Changtian's orphan, but not one I taught."

  Qitian Lie sneered coldly, he couldn't wait to see Chu Yan being humiliated, how could he speak up for him.

  If Wen's icy face was full of warm anger, he didn't expect Xiang Feng to say such a thing, and at the same time, he was also worried that Chu Yan had really accepted the other party's spiritual stone...

  "Brother Chu, indeed knows how to seize the opportunity! In the next match, I won't go easy on you!"

  Xiang Feng was overjoyed when he heard Chu Yan's words and thought that with this, victory was within his grasp. In his eyes, Chu Yan was not even a worthy opponent.

  "Hahaha!"

  Chu Yan suddenly burst out laughing without warning, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he looked at Xiang Feng.

  "What are you laughing at?"

  Listening to Chu Yan's laughter, Xiang Feng said with some annoyance.

  "Are you an idiot?"

  "What did you say?"

  "Do I need to say it again? You idiot!"

  Chu Yan suddenly let out a cold hum, his face icy to the extreme, his eyes like torches staring at Xiang Feng.

  "You, you little brat, how dare you insult me!"

  Chu Yan sneered again at Xiang Feng's anger, saying: "How can there be someone like you in this world who is so arrogant and self-important? So high and mighty? Haha!"

  "Chu Yan, you're really shameless! What are you to dare challenge me? Since you refuse my toast and want to drink the penalty cup instead, fine! Today I'll let you know how many eyes Marquis Ma has!"

  Xiang Feng let out a loud roar, and the pouch at his waist shone brightly as a silver long spear-like artifact flew out. Its golden light flashed as it stabbed towards Chu Yan with great force.

  Only an extreme-quality magic artifact can produce such a powerful aura!

  "Green Bamboo Sword, come out!"

  Chu Yan's voice was calm, a green flying sword flew out from the storage bag at his waist, it was precisely the top-grade artifact Qing Mang Sword that he had seized from Lin Feng last time.

  The Qing Mang sword was now shrouded in a layer of pale blue light, carrying an unstoppable momentum as it stabbed towards Xiang Feng.

  "There were many self-proclaimed high-and-mighty clowns like you in the past. Do you want to know what happened to them?"

  Chu Yan's voice was cold and detached as he suddenly appeared ten meters away, now less than two meters away from Xiang Feng.

  "That's all!"

  Xiang Feng's words were just a ploy to tease Chu Yan in front of everyone, but he was also a meticulous person who had already understood that Chu Yan had an unusual body technique, so he kept the distance between them at ten meters and had been accumulating power for a high-level spell.

  "Chuyan, you lose!"

  Xiang Feng let out a cold laugh, and in his hand, a golden fist with condensed spiritual energy had already taken shape. He struck it towards Chu Yan, who was close by and couldn't dodge.

  Low-level Nine-Stripe Technique: Golden Mantis Fist

  But the next moment, he opened his eyes wide.

  Chu Yan's figure suddenly dispersed like smoke, it was an illusion!

  "Not good!"

  A cold voice that was as icy as it could be sounded in his ear:

  Their fate is... being trampled underfoot by me!