Chen Fei didn't really call that. He smiled and thanked: "Thank you, Mr. Zhu, for what happened before."

Zhu Kuishan said: "You kid, okay. Since you can't change your words, then don't change it. By the way, how are you preparing for this martial arts conference? Are you confident of winning the championship?"

Chen Fei smiled and said, "It's okay."

"It's okay, that's OK. I'm waiting for you to win the championship!" Zhu Kuishan said with a hearty smile.

At this moment, a sarcastic snorting came from the side, "It's not that easy to win the championship!"

Hearing the sound, everyone's eyes looked over and saw a man in his sixties wearing a blue robe, with his hands behind his back, and his eyebrows proudly walked over.

Behind the man, there were several young people, among which were Jiang Bufan and Yang Ling, who had conflicts with Chen Fei.

At this time, Lin Lu whispered to Chen Fei and said, "Mr. Chen, that person is Shao Donghua and a senior executive of our Martial Arts Alliance. He has never been very close to his master. Moreover, he is also the master of Yang Ling and Jiang Bufan."

Hearing this, Chen Fei understood the source of the other party's hostility, and he narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly.

At this moment, Zhu Kuishan looked at the man, squinted his eyes, and said, "It is indeed not an easy time to win the championship, but I have confidence in Xiao Chen."

When Shao Donghua heard this, he smiled softly and said, "Is that true?"

Then, he looked at Chen Fei, took a step forward, and said, "You are Chen Fei, right? I heard Yang Ling and Bufan talk about you."

"Is that true?" Chen Fei said lightly, his attitude seemed neither humble nor arrogant.

But this attitude becomes arrogance when it falls into the other party's eyes.

Yang Ling and Jiang Bufan immediately came over, staring at Chen Fei with cold eyes, with unconcealed hostility in their words.

"I haven't settled my brother's account for you last time. This time, wait for me." Yang Ling's eyes were sharp, almost piercing Chen Fei.

Chen Fei was not afraid and said lightly: "You said Yang Tong's legs were ruined, just come on!"

"You--" Yang Ling almost wanted to start immediately.

But beside him, Lin Lu immediately stood up, stared at Yang Ling, and said, "Yang Ling, what do you want to do? My master is still in front of you, are you going to do it?"

A big shot like Zhu Kuishan was right in front of him, and Lin Lu's status was no less than him. Yang Ling glared at Chen Fei fiercely, but in the end he didn't dare to take action.

Liu Hu also stood up at this moment, looked at Yang Ling, and said, "It's a martial arts conference now. If you have any grudges, go and resolve them."

"Hmph!" Yang Ling snorted coldly and said nothing.

Immediately, Jiang Bufan stepped to Yang Ling, glanced at Lin Hu and Lin Lu, then fell on Chen Fei, and said coldly: "They can save you for a while, but they can't save you for a lifetime."

"I don't need anyone to protect me." Chen Fei said lightly.

"Is that so? Then you just wait." Jiang Bufan said coldly, "I remember what happened at the auction venue in my heart."

"Then remember it well. After all, there will be more such things in the future." Chen Fei said indifferently.

When Jiang Bufan heard this, his expression suddenly became cold, and he glared at Chen Fei fiercely, and said in a cold voice: "You are looking for death--"

In an instant, the momentum of his body burst out and he was about to take action immediately.

At this time, Zhu Kuishan snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "The competition has not started yet, what is this for?"

In an instant, an extremely thick pressure directly suppressed Jiang Bufan's aura. Jiang Bufan's face instantly turned cold, and his teeth were clenched, and he was under a huge pressure.

Seeing this, Shao Donghua, who was standing beside him, immediately stepped out.

A sensation emanated from his body, and he fought against Zhu Kuishan's aura, relieving Jiang Bufan's siege.

"Old Zhu, it's not a glorious thing to attack the younger generation?" Shao Donghua said.

Zhu Kuishan said in a deep voice: "Since I am a disciple of my martial arts alliance, I have to teach you a lesson when I do something inappropriate."

"What's wrong with Bufan? As a master, I will naturally teach you a lesson, so you won't have to worry about it." Shao Donghua confronted him in a tit-for-tat way.

Zhu Kuishan said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid you won't teach you well."

"Uh--" Shao Donghua's face darkened, and anger appeared on his face.

Seeing that the two big guys were about to meet, at this moment, a rumbling drum sounded, and then a sound came, "The Martial Arts Conference is open now."

So everyone sat down and their eyes were all gathered on the arena in the middle of Yangui Lake.

The host didn't hold the microphone, but his voice was thick and thunderous, which clearly spread throughout the lake area.

The beginning was to introduce some backgrounds and rules of martial arts meetings, as well as corresponding rewards.

Everyone had already understood these things and was not in the mood to listen to them, and they all started to talk in a low voice.

The two martial arts alliance leaders Zhu Kuishan and Shao Donghua just now naturally became the focus of everyone's discussion.

Wei Tian, ​​Xu Hai and the others were also talking about this matter at this moment. However, the focus of their discussion was not the two big bosses, but Chen Fei.

"No wonder Chen Fei was so arrogant before. It turned out that he had the boss Zhu Kuishan as his backer."

"He may have gotten the first place in the Hidden Dragon List by Mr. Zhu! Otherwise, how could an unknown man suddenly jump to the first place?"

"Even if he really has some strength, so what? Now that he offended Yang Ling and Jiang Bufan, he will definitely not have any good results."

"That's for sure. Yang Ling is the eleventh in the Qianlong List. Jiang Bufan ranked second and is very powerful."

"Haha, wait until the competition begins, let's see how arrogant that kid is still!"

………

Wei Tian was frustrated when he listened to their comments. However, he had no intention of justifying or refuting, because at this moment he was also worried about Chen Fei. After all, Jiang Bufan and Yang Ling were famous. Even if Chen Fei really ranked first in the Qianlong list, it would probably be very difficult to meet them.

Besides, judging from the situation just now, Chen Fei and they seemed to have a grudge. In this way, the other party will be even more ruthless. At that time, injury or even disability is possible.

After all, this is a martial arts conference, not an exhibition competition. Injury is inevitable, and even contestants were beaten to death on the ring.

On the main arena in the middle of the lake, the host announced the relevant information and finally stepped down.

Immediately, the competition officially began.

The competitions at the martial arts conference are grouped according to the strength realm, and are divided into three major groups: Yellow level realm, Xuan level realm, and Earth level realm.

As for the highest level of heaven, every Tian-level master is considered to have reached the peak of martial arts, and is a big shot in the field, so it is impossible for him to participate in this kind of competition.
Chapter completed!