"What's going on? Why would Zhao Qian cause trouble for an unknown person?"

"Nobody?"

Someone shook his head and said with a hint of ridicule: "Zhao Feng is not a nobody now. A few days ago, he was picking up bargains in the 'Hengyun Tianlin' and hunting the ferocious beast, the Green-headed Tiger King. He is quite famous."

"Oh - it's actually him!"

"I heard that he beat Zhao Qian's brother to the ground twice. Zhao Qian must have come to avenge his brother."

…

After a brief discussion, the crowd quickly became silent.

The eyes of many of the disciples in the clan were filled with amusement and even more amusement.

Zhao Qian ranks fifth in the clan and has a resounding reputation.

At this time, even the top ranked Zhao Yue, the top three ranked Zhao Yijian, and Zhao Yufei were all attracted by the movement here.

Among them, Zhao Yijian had a look of gloating in his eyes.

He knew very well that Zhao Qian's strength was not much worse than his own.

Zhao Xue, who was next to Zhao Yijian, sighed secretly, a trace of unbearability flashed in his bright eyes, but then he thought of Zhao Feng's performance in Yaoxuan Pavilion that day, and was replaced by a cold look.

On the other side, Zhao Yufei's flawless pearl-like eyes showed a hint of surprise and interest.

That time at the family archery range, Zhao Feng's performance surprised her.

For a time, Zhao Feng became one of the focuses in today's martial arts arena.

"Boy, just wait to embarrass yourself in public today."

Zhao Kun stared at Zhao Feng with cold eyes, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Zhao Qian approaching step by step, the atmosphere on the field was tense and depressing.

"It's Zhao. I guarantee it's true."
Chapter completed!