213: C213 Professional Competition

C213 Professional Competition

Right now, the only clue Chen Feng had was breath.

Although the evil cultivator that sucked the lives of Zhu Jiayan and the other three quickly fled, he still left behind his own aura.

Chen Feng remembered this aura. If he saw it again, he would definitely be able to recognize it.

Now, let's see if that evil cultivator has the guts to appear in Bohai Bay again, Chen Feng thought to himself.

The next morning, Chen Feng got up on time.

Yesterday's race was just the appetizer for the God of Tours Cup. The real highlight was still today's professional event.

In the so called professional competitions, the competitors would naturally be some of the professional racers. Their skill levels were mostly at the top of the world and could completely crush those rich second generations from yesterday.

However, Chen Feng didn't care about that. At this moment, all of his thoughts were on those from the Royal Maiden School.

After walking in the crowd for a while, Chen Feng gradually noticed a few suspicious figures.

The aura emitted by these figures was almost identical to that of the Evil Cultivator from the Tactics of the Royal Maiden yesterday!

Chen Feng frowned. He originally thought that since he scared them yesterday, the Evil Mastered Goddess would flee BoHai in a fluster. However, they never thought about running away at all.

Was he certain that he couldn't do anything to them?

Chen Feng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Since you don't want to run, then don't run anymore!

"Brother Chen Feng, the Pro Alliance is about to begin, why are you still here?" At this moment, Zhu Guangquan hurried over.

"Professional competition?" Chen Feng was stunned. I don't think he said he was going to participate in the tournament.

Seeing Chen Feng's stupefied expression, Zhu Guangquan was also stunned: "You don't know?"

"Know what?" Chen Feng smiled bitterly. After he came back last night, he directly went to sleep and didn't receive any news related to the pro match at all.

"The top three of the race can directly sign up for the tournament." Zhu Guangquan said. It's different from yesterday's race, because the participants are all professional racers, so the intensity is very high. It's not something you can participate in just because you want to.

Qualifications are required.

At the very least, he had to be a B-class racer certified by the Racing Association.

Of course, there were exceptions, which were the contestants who had passed the top three in the race.

Generally speaking, if one could get in the top three, their skill level wouldn't be much lower than a professional driver.

Just like Deng Shiqi, in the racing association's level of seriousness, he was already an [A] class driver.

It was only one level lower than the world's top S class driver.

Even in this year's Pro Alliance, Deng Shiqi's level was at the top.

Of course, only those in the industry would know about this. Chen Feng usually didn't care about this, so it was normal for him to not know about it.

"I won't register." Chen Feng was a bit helpless. He still didn't know that there was such a rule. If he knew, he wouldn't have run to the second place and would have directly run to the fourth or fifth place.

"Why not?" Zhu Guangquan was stunned for a moment before saying: "Brother Chen Feng, with your level, not participating in the competitive scene is such a pity. If you were to go up on stage, it would be none of that grandson Deng Shiqi's business."

"And, do you know? The champion's prize for the professional competition is one hundred million! " The moment Ye Zichen mentioned money, Zhu Guangquan's eyes lit up.

"100 million, not 10 million!" Zhu Guangquan repeated again, "Brother Chen Feng, if you can win the championship, then forget about fame. Just the prize money alone is enough for you to live the rest of your life without worries."

Zhu Guangquan looked at Chen Feng with a burning gaze. From his point of view, this was not something that could be considered. If he was at Chen Feng's level, he would definitely go to the competition without saying anything else.

That was a 100 million bonus!

100 million was not a big deal. In other words, it was equivalent to an ordinary person winning 20 lottery tickets in a row for 5 million!

However, winning the lottery required luck. Many ordinary people couldn't hit even once in their entire lives, let alone twenty times in a row.

But now, Chen Feng only needed to participate in the competition and he could do things that ordinary people would not be able to do in their entire lives.

"Alright, I'll try." Chen Feng said with a wry smile. Zhu Guangquan had already said that. If he didn't go over there now, it would be a bit too much. Although he didn't need that 100 million yuan, it was still pretty good for him to play.

"Come, come, Brother Chen Feng, I'll take you to change." Zhu Guangquan was elated. He was already itching to see what Chen Feng looked like as he led the entire crowd on the professional field.

"Young Master, he's participating in the competition." Almost immediately after Chen Feng entered the locker room, someone reported the news to Deng Shiqi.

Deng Shiqi's eyes flashed and he said gloomily: "Do it!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

At the same time, in the Ye Family villa.

A secretary wearing an OL suit respectfully said: "Miss, as you expected, Deng Shiqi did something on Chen Feng's car."

Ye Haitang nodded slightly. "I understand."

Got it? The female secretary was stunned: "Miss, aren't you going to remind Chen Feng?"

"A reminder?" Ye Haitang smirked and said, "Do you think that Chen Feng is that stupid?"

"Stupid?" The female secretary was even more puzzled.

Ye Haitang shook her head and said, "Xiang'er, don't worry. He can handle Deng Shiqi. If he can't even deal with Deng Shiqi, then he deserves to die!"

After Chen Feng changed into his safety suit, it was already 10: 30. There was still half an hour left before the competition started.

The other professional racers also began to appear.

Deng Shiqi, who was wearing a red and white locomotive uniform, was standing in the line. Today, Deng Shiqi was not only wearing a locomotive uniform, but he was also wearing a white safety helmet on his head.

Although his entire body was covered, his tall and straight back was extremely eye-catching within the crowd.

There were a few cameras already pointing at him, giving Deng Shiqi pre-match interviews.

As one of the few [A] class riders in the cup, Deng Shiqi definitely had the strength to win the championship. With his identity as the young master of Deng Family, it was hard for others not to notice him.

At this time, another wave of restlessness came from the crowd.

A slim figure wearing a black locomotive uniform with a black helmet appeared.

Ye Haitang!

Chen Feng squinted his eyes. Although this figure was also wearing a safety helmet that only revealed a pair of eyes, Chen Feng could still recognize him.

This figure was none other than Ye Haitang.

It wasn't too far from Chen Feng's expectation. Ye Haitang was indeed a martial artist, and her level was also very high.

Late stage Bright Force!

It could be called terrifying!2

In a place where cultivation on the Martial Dao was extremely lacking voluntarily, Ye Haitang being able to reach the late stage of the Bright Force at this age could already be said to be one in a million.

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