Who Do You Think I Am

Lu Shuyao was almost furious.

No matter what others said, she didn't care at all. But Pei Songhe had defected first and now turned against them and sneered. It was really unbearable!

However, it was in full view of the public.

Lu Shuyao could only swallow this bad breath and turn her anger into a smile.

"Hehe..."

"Good sister, I didn't expect that a useless nobody would become so loyal by your side. He opens his mouth with filthy language."

"It seems that it's really you who taught him well."

She spoke in a soft and sarcastic tone, and was very skilled at slinging mud. The guests looked thoughtful, and many young heroes regarded Lu Xinlan with strange looks.

As the saying goes, the innocent need not fear the charge. Lu Xinlan didn't care about others' looks.

As for the constant instigation and slander, she was too lazy to pay attention.

"No need to say more. Let's start the grand competition."

With a cold voice, she defused all the scheming. Lu Shuyao had to lower her eyes and look at the elder in the arena, with a look of full confidence on her face.

"Elder, please make a fair decision."

"Since my sister is determined to have a competition, I have no choice but to accompany her."

Hearing this, the elder of the Wanbao Pavilion asked for instructions from the five grand elders.

Seeing the five adults nodding slightly.

The elder immediately clasped his fists and looked around the audience, and loudly hosted the event!

"Everyone."

"Two young ladies!"

"According to the ancestral rules, this grand competition starts now. The two sides will decide the winner through the battles of their guest officials. They will take turns sending people into the arena to compete until one side has no one left to take the field and admits defeat!"

The solemn voice echoed.

All the guests in the audience perked up. There was a faint smile in their eyes. Among the thousands of gazes looking at Lu Shuyao, there was full of flattering and fawning.

The strength of the two sides was very different. The outcome was almost obvious at a glance. Many people had already secretly prepared gifts, waiting for the end of this process.

It seemed that she was already the master of the Wanbao Pavilion.

Lu Shuyao became even more confident, showing the bearing of the master of the pavilion.

"Good sister, don't say that I'm bullying the weak. For the sake of our blood relationship, you can send someone to the arena first. Don't blame me if you lose later."

She put on another show of arrogance.

Lu Xinlan clenched her fists secretly when she saw this.

The opponent's lineup was very strong. The choice of the first fighter was extremely crucial. If they lost the first battle, it would surely affect the morale. But if they sent Mr. Pei, who was the strongest, the chance of winning in the subsequent battles would be very limited.

While hesitating, Lu Xinlan had to turn around and speak in a low voice, clasping her fists.

"Everyone, who is willing to fight?"

Although she was smart, she was not arrogant at all. The seniors around her were all experts, whose cultivation and knowledge far surpassed ordinary people. There was nothing wrong with asking them for advice.

As soon as her voice fell.

Pei Songhe and Sa Donglai exchanged a silent look, both with solemn expressions in their eyes.

The two were about to clasp their fists and ask to fight.

Unexpectedly, a soft voice sounded first!

"Let me go."

Whoosh!

Several people were shocked and turned their heads in surprise when they heard the voice.

The silent Mr. Yi had already stepped forward steadily.

Several people were so shocked that their eyes widened. There was a look of excitement on their faces!

Was Mr. Yi going to fight in the first battle himself?!

Lu Xinlan was also overjoyed.

It was a great honor for her that Mr. Yi had agreed to come and help. How dare she give orders to this gentleman, and she never even dared to think that he would take the field in person in the first battle!

With Mr. Yi taking action, who in this arena could be his match?

The first battle was definitely a sure win!

As Yi Feng stepped forward.

All the previous pressure instantly turned into surprise. Lu Xinlan and the others clasped their fists excitedly, their eyes full of radiance!

"Thank you, sir!"

Seeing this scene, tens of thousands of guests also looked over in surprise.

They saw that the walking Yi Feng looked ordinary, just a young man.

After a moment of shock, many people sent out their spiritual senses to investigate.

Surprisingly, it was found that there was not the slightest trace of the power of the Great Dao!

Exclamations of surprise rang out among the guests. Many old monsters looked solemn, and even the five Elders who had been sitting steadily showed slight frowns.

Naturally, there were also young juniors who couldn't see the strange situation.

For a moment.

The venue was filled with all kinds of whispered discussions, with mixed opinions.

"I can't even tell this person's cultivation base?" an old man said.

"This young man dares to fight in the first battle. He must be no ordinary person. It seems that Miss Xinlan has a strong supporter," another one commented.

"Hehe, could he have a seventh - rank cultivation base?" someone sneered.

"I think he's just putting on a show. If he were really a powerful person, why would he hide his cultivation base?" another voice scoffed.

"If this person can defeat the guest - experts of the young lady, I'll wash my hair standing on my head for a hundred years!" a young master boasted.

The surroundings of the venue buzzed with noise.

Yi Feng walked forward calmly all the time.

The so - called win or lose was no longer within his consideration.

Stepping forward at this moment was only for one purpose: to seek death!

There were many experts on the opposite side, and there might even be those of the seventh or eighth rank.

Such an opportunity must not be missed.

Fight with all his might later. If he won, he would be worthy of Lu Xinlan's reward. If he lost, he would have done his best.

If he was unfortunately killed by the other side, it would be a huge gain.

In the future, with his immortality, his cultivation base would surely make great progress. Even supporting Lu Xinlan shouldn't be difficult, right?

So what if he lost the position of the building master?

Isn't it great to be the island master!

This was a sure - win deal!

The more Yi Feng thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed. He no longer had any psychological burden.

His mind was filled with only three words - Just do it!

Stepping steadily into the middle of the venue.

Yi Feng had already worked up his emotions. He was completely in the state of a top - notch actor, with an aura of invincibility all over him, looking exactly like Zhang Fei!

"Who dares to step forward and fight?"

Although his voice was soft, it was as if an invisible wave of air spread out with it!

The whole venue suddenly fell silent.

One person's single voice surprised tens of thousands of people even more.

Goodness.

Where did this fierce person come from?

Facing seven or eight top - notch experts, this person dared to challenge them alone and showed a disdainful look, standing with hands behind his back as if looking down on them as mere grass!

What kind of confidence was this!

The whole venue was suddenly stunned. All the guests felt a shock.

The guest - experts beside Lu Shuyao also looked even more skeptical. They couldn't figure out what level of cultivation Yi Feng had.

If it was just for show?

But that unfathomable aura was constantly spreading. Even several seventh - rank experts felt ashamed of themselves. Just being affected by it, they felt an overwhelming pressure!

But if it was real...

It would be even more incredible!

With this kind of aura, his cultivation base might not be inferior to Zhang Tonghai's!

How could there be such a high - level expert on the outer islands?!

The guest - experts looked at each other.

Reluctantly, they quietly looked back and were shocked to see that Zhang Tonghai was also deep in thought. They didn't dare to take the initiative to step forward and fight.

Seeing that the other side remained motionless,

Yi Feng secretly praised them.

Sure enough, they were experts.

They were extremely steady.

Ordinary ways of provoking the enemy wouldn't work. He had to come up with something more powerful!

With a fierce look in his eyes, he stared coldly again.

"You chickens and dogs, I can suppress you with a flick of my hand. If you don't dare to fight me alone, then come at me together!"

His deep voice resounded, and the whole venue was in an uproar!

This was no longer just a simple challenge; it was clearly a contemptuous humiliation!

Lu Shuyao's eyes turned cold, and she glanced around with her peripheral vision.

"Hmm?"

"What's the meaning of your inaction? Do you want Elder Zhang to take action first?"

Finally.

A seventh - rank expert blushed with shame and couldn't bear it any longer!

"Miss Lu, let me fight in the first battle!"

Lu Shuyao's expression finally improved, and she nodded in token praise.

"Well, thank you, Guest - Minister Song."

A moment later, the old man who was going to fight stepped forward steadily, his eyes full of ferocity, and clasped his fists in response.

In an instant.

Everyone in the arena stepped back, and a magic formation instantly appeared, encircling the two combatants.

The old man who was going to fight had long been well - known. He was a genuine Rank - Seven expert. If he was intimidated by someone in such a grand event, how could he still have a foothold on Black Island in the future?

Did this strange young man think he could win without a fight just by putting on an act?

It was nothing but a pipe dream!

With a ferocious look on his face, the old man stepped forward, and his fists circulated with the terrifying power of the Great Dao.

"Kid! Do you think such a little trick can scare me? Who do you think I am?!"

In the blink of an eye!

The old man launched a full - force punch with both fists. In the arena with tens of thousands of people, a strong gale blew. The terrifying momentum rushed directly towards Yi Feng, shaking the heavens and changing the color of the sky.

Seeing the terrifying punch coming like a tidal wave.

Yi Feng was overjoyed.

Finally, a powerful fighter had made a move. This time, it was definitely a sure thing!

The anticipation of impending death welled up in his eyes. Yi Feng also played along with the atmosphere and seriously threw a punch.

"Bang!!!"

The forces of the two fists collided, and the sound of the sonic boom resounded through the nine heavens!

The collision lasted for less than a breath, but it turned into a one - sided crushing.

With just one punch!

The large formation in the arena dissipated like clouds and mist. The arena was also penetrated, and the punch wind continued for thousands of miles without fading. The figure of the punching expert had disappeared. Even the divine sense could not detect his aura.

It was as if this person had never existed in the world...

Guest - Minister Song - Deceased.