The Outcome Turns Out to Be a Pathetic Loser

Chen Feng?

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

"Which master is this? He actually has the exact same name as the hero of Great Xia!"

"To dare to go alone to the Ancient Clan's lair, this person's strength is definitely extraordinary."

"He must be like us, unable to stand the ugly faces of the Ancient Clan."

"The development of things is really becoming more and more beyond expectations."

...

The people of the Ancient Clan also frowned, looking at the figure within the smoke and dust.

Several Ancient Clan youths wearing vitality monitoring glasses saw through that figure's vitality cultivation at a glance.

Some said in confusion:

"He is not a Martial Saint, he is only a Martial Venerable."

"This person's vitality value is only a little over fifteen thousand points."

"With just the strength of an early-stage Martial Venerable, how dare he be so arrogant!"

"Looks like an angry youth, truly not knowing life from death!"

...

The group of Ancient Clan elders, hearing the words of the clan's youths, were all somewhat surprised.

Seeing the strong momentum of his descent just now, they thought he was a Martial Saint.

It turned out to be a little punk.

Moreover, with that landing just now, an ordinary Martial Venerable would probably be crushed to death on the spot.

Soon, the smoke dispersed.

A thin figure appeared.

Just seeing his appearance, everyone couldn't help but gasp slightly.

His entire body was covered in scale armor flashing with white light, and there was even a pair of crystal-clear, jade-like horns on his head.

Everyone present revealed a look of astonishment.

"What is this thing?"

"Could it be a cosplayer who didn't have time to take off his makeup and change clothes before coming?"

"Why do I feel like today is getting more and more abstract."

"There are always unexpected things happening."

...

Compared to the confusion of the crowd, Gu Yang and a few Ancient Clan elders couldn't help but be startled in their hearts.

A terrifying thought arose in their minds.

At this time, they could see that the person in front of them indeed only had the cultivation of a Martial Venerable.

But the coercion radiating from the other party was not the least bit weaker than a Martial Saint.

Coupled with that half-human, half-beast appearance, a few Ancient Clan elders immediately thought of the Kunlun Mountains, the Eight Great Forbidden Lands behind the Four Symbols Chasm.

Could it be that another monster had broken through the forbidden land and reappeared in the human world?

According to the historical records of the Ancient Clan family, thousands of years ago, a half-demon Taotie species from the Eight Great Forbidden Lands had once broken through the Li Fire Forbidden Land.

Later, three of the Seven Great Spirit Beasts of Kunlun died in battle before finally killing it in the White Tiger Abyss.

Now seeing the suddenly appearing Chen Feng, they couldn't help but suspect if another monster in the forbidden land had broken the seal and escaped.

However, seeing Chen Feng's strength, they were a bit confused again.

Logically speaking, the strength of those monsters shouldn't be this weak.

Chen Feng at this moment had no time to pay attention to the shock and speculation of others.

He glanced around.

He roughly saw the situation at the scene clearly.

The people in the venue had voluntarily divided into two groups.

One part was the Ancient Clan people, not many in number, but terrifyingly strong.

The other part was the contestants who had rushed over from all over the world.

They were numerous, but not even enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of the Ancient Clan's Martial Saints.

At this time, the two groups were clearly separated, and the empty space in the middle was covered with corpses.

Without needing to think, this was definitely the handiwork of the Ancient Clan's Martial Saints.

Because he was hurrying on his way, Chen Feng didn't know about the chaotic battle.

But right now, he could guess a thing or two.

For some reason, the Ancient Clan and all the contestants present had a fierce conflict.

Thinking of the press conference where the Ancient Clan reconciled with all foreigners before, it seemed now that that press conference had been completely overturned.

Given the current situation, who would still believe the Ancient Clan people?

Chen Feng scanned around but didn't find Zhao Bing's corpse.

Of course, the system didn't give a prompt either.

This showed that this disciple wasn't dead yet.

He recalled for a moment.

Looking at the environment of the scene again, he quickly determined the arena where Zhao Bing had competed.

With a flash of his figure, he arrived at the arena where Zhao Bing was.

At this time, this arena was covered with corpses.

There were Ancient Clan people's and outsiders'.

Chen Feng pushed aside the corpse of a muscular black man.

And finally found the dying Zhao Bing beneath him.

But seeing Zhao Bing's pale as paper face, Chen Feng knew that if he didn't receive effective treatment soon, he would have to bury this disciple.

Watching Chen Feng ignore everyone and search for Zhao Bing on his own, the group of Ancient Clan Martial Saints couldn't hold back anymore.

"This monster, it seems he's also in the same gang as that Scarface."

"Never mind what it is first, anyway it only has Martial Venerable cultivation."

"Let's catch him first, and then slowly interrogate him."

"Everyone don't be impulsive, today the Ancient Clan has already suffered heavy losses, we can't continue making mistakes."

"Anyway, the enmity has already been forged, we might as well kill everyone present, otherwise when they grow up in the future, they will all be our enemies."

"Kill, kill, kill! All you know is killing, can you kill everyone in this world?"

"Do you all not know the consequences of the Kunlun Blood Sacrifice?"

...

For a time, the Ancient Clan's Martial Saints got into an argument.

Some wanted to eliminate all the foreigners in the venue.

To them, today's enmity had already been forged.

Moreover, after Kunlun opened the mountain, everyone's cultivation progress would speed up.

If these people weren't killed today, they would definitely be great enemies of the Ancient Clan in the future.

The other side, led by Gu Yang, knew deeply that killing all these people was equivalent to pushing the Ancient Clan to the opposite side of all outsiders.

At the same time, the Ancient Clan's plan to rule the world would also be declared a failure in advance.

The days ahead would be endless wars and slaughter between the Ancient Clan and the foreign clans.

Unless the Ancient Clan's Martial Saints paid any price to kill the outside martial artists to the point of a lost generation, killing them until they could never raise their heads again.

However, that would be a terrifying number.

Gu Yang completely couldn't imagine what changes would happen to the Kunlun Mountains with such a massive amount of blood sacrifice.

Would it create another terrifying existence like a Flood Dragon.

He sighed.

Regarding the matter of the Flood Dragon, most of the clan members didn't know.

Right now, they all still thought they were believers of the Flood Dragon.

If the Ancient Clan people knew what the Flood Dragon viewed them as, perhaps the clan members wouldn't act so impulsively now.

The clan members would understand that the Ancient Clan was not invincible in the world, and the Ancient Clan also had life-and-death crises.

Gu Yang, in his capacity as the clan leader, stopped the clan members' arguments.

Then he looked at Chen Feng on the arena.

"Who are you, and why are you here!"

Chen Feng raised his head, looked directly at Gu Yang, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"The Ancient Clan's Martial Saints are truly domineering, slaughtering so many outside masters."

"Although I am only a Martial Venerable, I also want to come and experience the strength of the Ancient Clan's Martial Saints."

"I ask the Ancient Clan for guidance!"

The voice was loud and clear, resounding throughout the venue.

Chen Feng naturally wasn't challenging rashly.

He was mainly afraid that the Ancient Clan's Martial Saints wouldn't talk about martial virtues and would just gang up on him.

In that case, not only would he not be able to save Zhao Bing today, but he would also drag himself down.

However, once the Ancient Clan dared to send someone to accept the challenge.

Then he had great confidence in resolving the current predicament.

And then he could also ruthlessly pit the Ancient Clan.

Of course, the greatest possibility was still ending up in a life-and-death struggle with the Ancient Clan.

But no matter what, Chen Feng had to try his best.