261: C261 You Are Worthy of It?

C261 You Are Worthy of It?

In the ancient records of the Divine State Country, there were all kinds of records of "Young Grandmaster". The earliest was in the Shang Dynasty, and the latest was in the Tang Dynasty. In other words … In the last thousand years, the so called Young Grandmaster no longer appeared in the Divine State Country.

Vital Energy of Heaven and Earth were constantly drying up, and the martial arts techniques were gradually becoming weaker. Nearly a thousand years in the ancient times, there was not a single Young Grandmaster.

What a joke!

Even though his heart was in turmoil and he was bewildered, Feng Guorui still subconsciously rejected the idea of "Young Grandmaster" because … It was impossible for someone to be this monstrous, and it was also impossible for someone to surpass that god-like man in his heart.

"..."

"Sect Leader Qian."

Qian Fengnian was startled: "Yes, sir."

"Let's see how their injuries are."

Soon, he helped Zhou Guangping over while Zhou Suqiu limped behind him.

Pei Feng turned his head to take a look.

Zhou Suqiu's right ankle was swollen like a steamed bun. It was most likely either a severe sprain or a fractured ankle.

Other than the ankle wound, she also suffered a slight internal injury – previously, Huo Tiehjun's thunderous attack was basically blocked by Zhou Guangping without a care for his own safety.

On the other hand, Zhou Guangping's injuries were much more serious.

The right arm was broken, four ribs were broken, and both the spleen and lungs were suffering from severe internal injuries.

At this moment, his face was like golden paper. His breathing was heavy, and blood trickled from his mouth, nose, and ears. He couldn't even stand stably.

Two small restoration pills were handed over to Zhou Suqiu. "Take one each. Feed one to your brother first."

Zhou Suqiu looked at him deeply and replied in a low voice, "Thank you, sir."

"Sect Leader Qian, help him sit down."

With that, Pei Feng looked at Huo Tiehjun, who was being stepped on by him, and said lightly: "We've already fought, and we've already suffered. What do you say now, how are we going to settle this?"

Zhou Suqiu was taken aback. "Ask me?"

"If I don't ask you, could it be that you're asking me?"

Pei Feng's voice suddenly became cold: "Your brother is injured, and can't open his mouth. Right now, you are the representative for his Zhou Family of Nanjiang."

Right after he finished, Zhou Guangping's hoarse and trembling voice suddenly came from behind him: "There's … Revenge! Resentment... Resentment... "Mister —!"

Zhou Guangping used all of his strength to say this. As soon as the last word "live" came out of his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out and splattered all over the table.

"Brother!" You... Don't talk anymore, calm down and recuperate first! "

Their eyes met, the veins on Zhou Guangping's forehead stood out, he gritted his teeth and stared at Pei Feng, his bloodshot eyes were showing … It was both resolute and unyielding.

"Alright."

Pei Feng's answer was short and straightforward.

"Bam!"

With that, Huo Tiehjun's huge body flew out like a cannonball. He landed ten meters away in a very ugly posture.

"F * ck me!" "I won't die today …"

"Shut up!"

With a thunderous roar, Huo Tiehjun's entire body shuddered as he turned his head towards Feng Guorui in surprise.

In fact, he wasn't really hurt. Other than his right cheek being stepped on and bleeding, Pei Feng didn't kill him.

The destiny of a person was to obey, and Martial Soul Group was even more so.

Unless he completely lost his mind, Huo Tiehjun would not dare to disobey Feng Guorui's order.

At this moment, Pei Feng's faint voice sounded not far away.

"I don't care if you guys are in Martial Soul Group or in the Phantom Group. We'll have a private match after today's Martial Arts Tournament. "

"We will use the name of Zhou Family of Nanjiang, you may do as you wish."

As he spoke, Pei Feng didn't even look at them. He turned around and slowly walked towards the Eight Immortals Table: "If you don't accept, or dare to run, then I'll beat you to death, one by one."

"Who are you? Who exactly are they from? "

Behind him, Feng Guorui's low and cold voice sounded.

There was an ancient saying, 'A young man is arrogant, but he doesn't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is!'.

Even if this young man was a peerless genius, reaching the pinnacle before he reached the age of the weak crowns and was ranked amongst the top, but who was Feng Guorui?

Vice Leader of Martial Soul Group, "Soldier Emperor", was the second person under Nie Canghai's command!

They were also at the top-notch realm of Half-step Grandmaster, as well as the supreme technique "Dragon and Elephant Mixing Essence Spell" personally taught by "Soldier Emperor", and they possessed the true Dragon Elephant Power …

It was not clear who would win and who would lose this battle. He did not know if he would lose!

So what if he was no match for her in the end?

This "Zhou Suqiu" was so arrogant and rampant today, her attacks were merciless, the Zhou Family of Nanjiang behind him and him … It could be said that he had completely offended the Martial Soul Group!

Offending Martial Soul Group, was offending "Soldier Emperor" Nie Canghai!

In this world, there was a world of prosperity, a world of heroes and a world of experts. Who would dare to offend the King of Grandmasters, the invincible War God, the 'First Grandmaster', 'Soldier Emperor' Nie Canghai?!

Forget about him, even the legendary Young Grandmaster was like an ant in front of 'Soldier Emperor'. He could not even withstand a single blow!

Having offended the Martial Soul Group today, in the future … There was a lot of suffering waiting for this arrogant "Zhou Suqiu" and the Zhou Family of Nanjiang behind him!

"Hey!" Are you f * cking deaf? Didn't you hear what our sealed team is asking you?! "

Seeing that Pei Feng turned a deaf ear and ignored him, Huo Tiehjun, who was originally filled with anger and grievance, finally couldn't help but shout.

Ever since he had entered the Martial Soul Group, it was the first time that he had lost so badly. He was in such a sorry state, and under the gazes of everyone present, he was ruthlessly stepped on!

As soon as an expert made a move, he immediately knew if it was true or not.

He was very clear that he was no match for this youth. However, other than anger and killing intent, he did not feel any fear or cowardice. Even when Pei Feng suggested a battle in private, he felt an intense excitement and pleasure.

There was only one reason. Behind him stood Feng Guorui, as well as the peerless expert he respected the most, the man who was as powerful as a god!

If they wanted to fight, they would fight. What was there to be afraid of?

Even if we lose today, the one crying and begging for mercy will definitely be you, and the Zhou Family of Nanjiang behind you!0

Pei Feng, who had already returned to his seat, turned his head to check Zhou Guangping's injuries. He didn't even raise his eyelids as he directly said, "A bunch of ants. Are you even worthy to ask who I am?"

When these words were spoken, the entire stadium was silent. Everyone was stunned.

It was not because of the astonishing strength that he had displayed earlier, nor was it because of his forceful clash of Martial Soul Group, nor was it because of his private challenge to battle, but because of …

He called Martial Soul Group a bunch of ants, as well as the kind of naked, undisguised contempt and disdain in his tone when he said these words.

This time … The enmity between Zhou Family of Nanjiang and Nie Canghai could be considered as completely having formed, and he could be considered to have completely offended "Soldier Emperor" Nie Canghai!

For people with Martial Soul Group, even if they were other masters, they would smile and treat them well. They greeted each other and exchanged a few words with each other, because they were the trusted followers of "Soldier Emperor" Nie Canghai.

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