Chapter 65: You? Are just a dish

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  The crowd swarmed around Meng Changjun as he walked out, but Meng Changjun quickly dodged through the crowd and appeared in front of Ye Feng. With a loud voice, he raised the stone tablet in his hand and said: "Hmph, you little brat! Don't let me meet you again in the final match, or else you'll end up like that demonic beast just now! At that time, I'll slap you into a meat pie to feed the dogs!"

  A burst of mocking laughter came from around, Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled coldly, saying in a low voice: "Don't worry, I won't let you wait for too long."

  Meng Changjun looked at the "Golden Thunder Stone Monument" in his hand. As long as he held this invincible artifact, he wouldn't be afraid of anyone! A proud smile floated on his face again: "Good, I'll wait." After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ye Feng and walked away with a swagger.

  Ye Feng took a look at the number plate in his hand, stood up and stretched his muscles, it was almost his turn to go on stage. He looked around again, all those people from just now had already followed their own idols, leaving only about ten people who could be counted on one's fingers.

  The loud voice came from the high platform again: "Next is today's final match, Ye Feng, a disciple of the inner door."

  The dozen or so people who were originally seated on the platform all stood up and left as soon as they heard Ye Feng's name, shaking their heads as they walked away: "This kid is also participating in the competition, I knew I shouldn't have come to watch, just seeing him makes me angry."

  Ye Feng carefully recalled, among the dozen or so people left, most of them had been "punished" by Ye Feng before. Ye Feng shook his head helplessly: Alas, the original owner's body has such poor relationships, it doesn't matter if anyone looks at him or not. Originally wanted to find a sense of being a big star, didn't expect to have offended so many people in the past, this time forget about it.

  The entire platform, except for the elderly, Mu Zhaoxue was quietly watching Ye Feng from a distance on the giant tree, and her gaze had not left him since Ye Feng arrived at the mountain cave.

  Sitting on a high branch, Mu Zhaoxue, wearing a green long gown, swayed back and forth with her white and slender legs, one hand supporting her pale face with a hint of red, thinking to herself: I didn't expect this little guy to have such poor relationships, I'd like to see what kind of skills this strange little guy has, to have offended so many people.

  Yefeng, who was intently watching the game, didn't notice Mu Zhaoxue on the tree. Seeing that there were fewer spectators around than before, he felt a lot more relaxed.

  It was his turn to take the stage, Ye Feng's feet pushed off the ground, and he jumped directly from the tens of meters high platform, arriving at the center of the arena, bowing to the elderly masters in the high seats: "Inner sect disciple Ye Feng greets the esteemed elders."

  Chuangong Great Elder Sun Zhengyang and Lingjian Peak's True Transmission Elder Zhang Mingyuan looked at Ye Feng standing in the arena, a cold smile on their faces. The two of them glanced at Ye Feng with disdain, only Luo Yunfei sitting in the highest position gave Ye Feng a slight smile.

  "Alright, let's get started quickly," Sun Zhengyang urged Ye Feng.

  Ye Feng raised his head and said calmly: "I want to hit twenty!"

  The entire arena fell into a dead silence, and after a few seconds, the stands erupted in deafening laughter. Except for Luo Yunfei's face, which was filled with surprise, all the other elders were laughing non-stop, thinking that this kid had gone mad.

  Sun Zhengyang burst out laughing and scratched his dry ear with his hand, saying: "What did you say? I didn't quite catch it."

  Ye Feng stretched out three fingers, a sly smile spreading across his face as he slowly said: "Or we can just fight thirty rounds instead?"

  The audience burst into laughter again. Luo Yunfei, who was sitting in the highest position, had made sufficient preparations, but Ye Feng still scared him, and he almost fell off his chair.

  Luo Yunfei's eyes spun rapidly in their sockets as he thought to himself: What is this kid up to? Twenty fierce demons? In the three hundred years I've been around, this is the first time I've met a disciple so arrogant. Never seen a fierce demon before, and yet he comes out swinging, wanting to challenge twenty of them at once. Purple Xiaoshu was right, this kid's got a big mouth, but it suits him well - he's perfect for practicing the "Flying Ascension" technique of the Flying Peak.

  Mu Zhaoyue, sitting on the ancient tree, almost fell off when Ye Feng said that. She quickly adjusted her clothes and whispered: "Fortunately, no one saw it, is this kid really crazy? The suspension bridge went back and forth twice, and the fierce demon challenged twenty times. I was just a little arrogant at the time, but I only challenged ten times back then. This kid actually opened his mouth to challenge twenty times? Does he think the fierce demons are mortal buns that can be eaten casually?"

  Ye Feng saw the elder laughing and raised his voice, cupping his hands: "According to the sect's rules, defeating more than two fierce demons will receive a reward from the sect. Just now, I saw Meng Changjun that kid kill four fierce demons and got a small bag of elixir. As for me, I also want some rewards, but I think the reward is too small, so I want to challenge twenty fierce demons to get a bigger reward."

  On the viewing platform, Zhang Mingyuan stopped laughing and said to Ye Feng: "Do you know how dangerous it would be with twenty fierce demons? Even if they were twenty first-level fierce demons, unless the four great masters come to rescue you, otherwise, you little boy won't even have any remains left."

  Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly as he smiled and said, "Danger is really a matter of perspective. For someone like Meng Changjun, twenty fierce demons would probably be enough to wipe out his entire family line. But in my eyes, twenty fierce demons? That's just a trivial matter! Nothing to get worked up about. If I weren't naturally cautious by nature, I'd actually want to call over forty of them just to see what happens."

  Boastful! Extremely boastful, the elders around him slightly furrowed their brows or opened their eyes to carefully look at Ye Feng. It's been many years since they've seen a young disciple with such an arrogant and domineering personality in the True Disciple Selection! As soon as he opens his mouth, he says that twenty fierce demons are just one dish! This remark seems similar to what Zixiao True Person said back then?

  Zhang Mingyuan's face revealed a faint, barely perceptible smile: "You little scoundrel, aren't you just asking for trouble? Now that's perfect, no need for my nephew to take action himself, your own hands will be the ones to seal your fate."

  Sun Zhengyang stroked his beard, thinking similarly to Zhang Mingyuan, both of them gloating over the misfortune, thinking: You little scoundrel, you really got what was coming to you. Letting you look down on me again? This time, I don't need to take action myself, and you'll have a good show, this is all your own doing.

  Ye Feng raised his head and smiled at Luo Yunfei, who was standing at the highest point. Luo Yunfei saw that Ye Feng had a plan, so he nodded at Sun Zhengyang, who was waiting for Luo Yunfei's nod. With a smile, Sun Zhengyang said: "Inner disciple Ye Feng, challenge twenty fierce demons, bear the consequences yourself, the match begins."