That's for sure. They are all martial artists from sects, and Li Fengyue, Zhao Qingyun, and Sun Chaozhen are even disciples of the sect leader. How could they possibly lose to those rogue cultivators so easily?

Among the independent cultivators, there are very few who could possibly defeat them.

Jiang Lingxuan and Sun Muqing have both competed.

Both of them won easily, defeating their opponents without any suspense.

"You're the only one left."

"You're always the last one."

Jiang Lingxuan and Sun Muqing joked with Ye Feng.

Night Breeze smiled and said, "As a heavyweight contender, of course I should be the last to appear."

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, the Martial Alliance referee on the stage shouted: "Round 2, Match 21: Martial artist number one versus Martial artist number sixty-nine!"

Before Ye Feng could react, the martial artist surnamed Liu sitting next to Qian Bingfeng suddenly stood up, his face full of excitement!

It seems that he is the 69th martial artist.

"Junior brother, be careful. If you have the chance, go all out and kill him!" Qian Bingfeng whispered.

"I understand, senior brother."

The martial artist surnamed Liu said excitedly, giving Ye Feng a provocative look before striding towards the stage.

"I didn't expect it to be him," Ye Feng said with a smile.

"That guy is so unlucky," Jiang Lingxuan chuckled.

Sun Muqing said, "When he finds out that the flaw is fake, he might go crazy on the spot."

“Haha, I think so too.” Jiang Lingxuan nodded vigorously.

Hearing the conversation between Ye Feng, Sun Muqing, and Jiang Lingxuan, Li Fengyue, Qiu Miaozhen, Zhao Qingyun, and Sun Chaozhen all turned their heads to look over with great curiosity.

Ye Feng had no time to explain and walked straight toward the arena.

Li Fengyue then asked, "Miss Jiang, Miss Sun, what do you mean by the flaw you mentioned?"

Jiang Lingxuan said in a low voice, "Yesterday at the Yanyun Private Room of Fenglai Restaurant, didn't Qian Bingfeng bring those Medicine King Sect disciples to cause trouble? At that time, Qian Bingfeng asked that martial artist surnamed Liu to test Ye Feng, just to test Ye Feng's strength."

"Yes, what's wrong?" Li Fengyue asked again.

"Of course Ye Feng saw this too, so when he fought that martial artist surnamed Liu, Ye Feng deliberately created an opening, pretending it was his weakness," Jiang Lingxuan continued.

Upon hearing this, Li Fengyue, Zhao Qingyun, Qiu Miaozhen, and Sun Chaozhen immediately understood what Jiang Lingxuan and Sun Muqing meant.

"I see, I see."

"Haha, that's hilarious."

"I'm starting to feel a little sorry for that guy from the Medicine King Sect."

"Liu Feiming is no good, there's no need to pity him."

Li Fengyue, Qiu Miaozhen, Zhao Qingyun, and Sun Chaozhen all burst into laughter.

Qian Bingfeng naturally noticed the unusual situation on their side.

"What are they laughing at? What's so funny?" Qian Bingfeng was very puzzled, but he couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

On the arena, Ye Feng and the martial artist surnamed Liu stood facing each other.

"I still don't know your name," Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Remember my name, Liu Feiming! I will be the one who defeats you, and the one who kills you. When you go to hell, when the King of Hell asks who killed you, just say my name!" Liu Feiming said arrogantly, arms crossed.

"Okay, okay, I remember." Night Wind nodded with a smile.

Upon hearing these words, the martial arts referee standing nearby broke out in a cold sweat.

It seems that the battle between these two will no longer be a simple sparring match, but a life-or-death struggle!

Liu Feiming spoke very loudly and with great energy, so the entire audience could hear him.

The audience members started discussing it, and everyone's face showed curiosity.

"What's going on? What deep-seated grudge do those two people have?"

"Of course!"

"What do you mean? Explain yourself!"

"The young man standing on the left is called Ye Feng. Some time ago, he took two female martial artists to Huangyun Street every day to treat the sick and injured the poor there, and even distributed spirit stones. He is a truly philanthropist! I heard that the poor people in Huangyun Street call him the Compassionate Saint!"

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"Ye Feng's actions naturally interfered with the operations of Jingchen Pharmacy on Huangyun Street, so Wang Tianjing, the owner of Jingchen Pharmacy, sent people to deal with Ye Feng. As a result, Ye Feng went directly to their door and killed Wang Tianjing!"

"Wang Tianjing is a distant cousin of Wu Yueheng, the second elder of the Medicine King Sect. Wu Yueheng is naturally unwilling to swallow this insult, but he can't directly attack Ye Feng out of consideration for their relationship. Now, the disciples of the Medicine King Sect probably want to kill Ye Feng on the arena and show off in front of Elder Wu Yueheng!"

"So that's it! No wonder that Medicine King Sect disciple had such a strong killing intent!"

"This is going to be a good show!"

The audience was incredibly excited, eagerly anticipating what would happen next.

On the arena, Ye Feng didn't waste any more words with this guy.

"Come on, Liu Feiming," Ye Feng said, beckoning.

"Prepare to die!"

Liu Feiming let out a loud shout and charged towards Ye Feng using the Seven Star Phantom Step.

Liu Feiming remained the same as yesterday, his figure flickering and unpredictable, like a semi-transparent phantom.

It must be said that the Medicine King Sect's movement technique is indeed very powerful. If it were an opponent of the same realm, it would probably not be so easy to pinpoint Liu Feiming's exact location.

But for the night breeze, this was far too easy.

"You want to use the same trick on me a second time?"

The night wind sneered and pointed a finger.

Liu Feiming, however, seemed to have anticipated this and suddenly retreated to avoid the night wind's attack.

"You want to use the same trick a second time in front of me?" Liu Feiming sneered repeatedly.

From below the stage, Jiang Lingxuan couldn't help but mutter, "Is this guy a broken record?"

"A language repeater? What is a language repeater?" Qiu Miaozhen looked at Jiang Lingxuan curiously.

Jiang Lingxuan then said, "The repeating chicken is a rather special kind of poultry in our hometown. Its meat is edible and tastes delicious. The repeating chicken loves to imitate people's speech, and once it learns it, it repeats it over and over again, which is particularly annoying."

"How amazing! I never imagined that your hometown, Miss Jiang, would have such strange and unusual animals," Qiu Miaozhen said with a look of surprise.

“Of course,” Jiang Lingxuan said proudly.

On the arena, Ye Feng and Liu Feiming clashed again.

Ye Feng can suppress his strength and always holds back when he makes a move; otherwise, he would definitely have accidentally killed Liu Feiming.

Liu Feiming, on the other hand, used every trick in the book, and every move he made was a killing blow!

However, in Ye Feng's eyes, Liu Feiming's killing move was so laughable and utterly threatening.

At this moment, the night breeze even has the feeling of playing house with children.