766: C766 Men Have Tears

C766 Men Have Tears

As the captain of the guards, Arthur had his own dignity and pride. However, as the competition ended today, everything was over. No one knew when Arthur would be able to walk out of the shadow of this competition. Maybe it would be a few days, maybe a few years, or maybe even his whole life.

"This is unbelievable!"

Until the end of the competition, the Secretary-General of the World Martial Arts Organization, Mordridge, had not recovered from the scene just now. It was as he had said, this competition was indeed out of his expectations.

"Secretary-general, you might not know this, but Chen Feng from Huaxia Country is good at reversing the situation in adversity and creating miracles. Today is also the case!"

Saint Tiffany, who was standing aside, looked worried. She explained to Secretary-General Mordridge with a smile on her face.

When Chen Feng was in a passive position just now, Saint Tiffany was very nervous. She was afraid that Chen Feng would lose the competition if he was not careful. Losing the competition was secondary. With Arthur's character, he would not let Chen Feng go easily.

"Chen Feng of your country is really not simple. This match is very exciting!"

Pope Zeus of the Holy See said to Wu Zhizhou, who was beside him. His words were full of praise for Chen Feng.

Although Arthur was a Holy Knight of the Holy See and losing Arthur was a pity, to be able to obtain a powerhouse like Chen Feng was also very beneficial to Pope Zeus.

Zeus imagined that if Chen Feng broke through to the intermediate stage, how powerful would his strength be? This was very important to Zeus' future plans.

Compared to someone as strong as Arthur, Zeus attached more importance to a genius like Chen Feng. The scary part about a genius was that one would never know what realm he would reach and what kind of terrifying strength he would obtain in the next moment.

Initially, Chen Feng was not particularly outstanding in this match, but as the match progressed, he defeated Li Changxi, Ron, Hong Yi and Zuo Zhu. He had made a name for himself along the way, and now he had defeated the Holy Knight Arthur. It could be said that he had reached his peak in an instant.

"Yes, he is indeed very strong!"

Wu Zhizhou nodded with a smile. He was very pleased in his heart because Chen Feng was a Martial Cultivator from the Huaxia Country.

One must know that it was very difficult for a Martial Cultivator to kill a cultivator one realm higher than himself. This was not only a moat of strength.

However, it wasn't difficult for Chen Feng to defeat an opponent who was a realm higher than him.

Chen Feng had stepped into the realm of Transforming Strength at a young age and became one of the strong. He had also created his own martial arts even though it was incomplete. There were only three styles, but there were few among the younger generation who could do this. It could only be said that there were very few of them.

This was especially the case with the final heaven shattering move. This move truly felt as if it could break through heaven and earth. Even experts like the Wu Zhi Province couldn't help but sigh in admiration, at the same time feeling extremely shocked.

The situation of today's competition was really chaotic. Wu Zhizhou was filled with mixed emotions. At this moment, after glancing at Chen Feng, he couldn't help but look at Ye Nantian.

Originally, Ye Nantian had been crippled, but for the sake of his junior brother, he had come today. This genius who had once been in the martial arts world, a man who might become the number one martial artist in the world in the future, was attacked by a few experts together and was eventually crippled.

Today, under the gazes of everyone, Ye Nantian held onto his wheelchair and slowly stood up. At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the past. Chen Feng used his own actions to correct his name in front of everyone. In front of the experts of the martial arts world, he regained the face of Ye Nantian back then.

"Chen Feng of Huaxia Country. . . "

"Chen Feng. . . !"

"Chen Feng. . . "

After a short silence, the audience in the audience started to shout. Their voices joined together and covered all the voices in an instant.

Under the sunlight, Chen Feng cupped his fists and responded to the surrounding audience. He did not even look at Arthur who was lying on the ground. He turned around and left the arena, running towards Ye Nantian.

Chen Feng was also excited in his heart. At this moment, he was like a child who had done a good deed. He was eager to let his elders know, and he also wanted to get praise from his elders.

"Hahaha, Brother Chen Feng, this is too awesome!" After Chen Feng arrived, Ji Yun couldn't help but give Chen Feng a big hug. His words were full of praise for Chen Feng's performance.

"Chen Feng, good job!"

Although Tian Ying didn't speak much, his respect for Chen Feng was obvious. In his point of view, Chen Feng wasn't fighting for himself, but for the Huaxia Country. He was fighting for the sake of spreading the martial arts of the Huaxia Country, which was very impressive.

Chen Feng nodded with a smile. He greeted Master Faang Zheng, Cang Bo, and Ji Wudao with cupped fists.2

Because of Master Faang Zheng and Ji Wudao, Cang Bo and the others knew that it was not the time to reminisce about old times. They had to leave the remaining time for the two of them, so when Chen Feng greeted them, they only smiled and nodded in response.

They originally thought that Ye Nantian would say something. However, when Chen Feng arrived, Ye Nantian did not show anything. Instead, he looked at Chen Feng with a gratified expression.

"Senior brother, the previous matches were just to teach those enemies a lesson. Now that you are here, I didn't bring you any shame, did I?"

Chen Feng's face was filled with excitement. Ye Nantian was able to watch his matches, and Chen Feng was also a little nervous. He was nervous because he was afraid that Ye Nantian would lose face.

"Haha, Feng, you are my pride. This match is very exciting!"

Ye Nantian smiled and looked at Chen Feng, who was covered in dirt and dirt. As he said, Ye Nantian was really happy and proud.

Chen Feng smiled and scratched his head. He looked a little embarrassed after being praised by Ye Nantian. He walked around the crowd and walked behind Ye Nantian, pushing his wheelchair into the distance.

Master Faang Zheng, Ji Wudao, Cang Bo, Ji Yun and the others also smiled and walked towards the tunnel in the distance.

The cheers from the audience continued, and they watched them leave.

Chen Feng pushed Ye Nantian across a grandstand. On the grandstand, Hong Tianba, Miyamoto Wuye, and Suo Luo were staring at Chen Feng and his disciple with unfriendly eyes. Their eyes looked like they were about to spit fire. It seemed like they really wanted to rush forward and tear Chen Feng and his disciple to pieces.

Perhaps it was because he sensed their gazes, Chen Feng stopped pushing Ye Nantian. Chen Feng turned his head and looked at them with killing intent in his eyes.

When Chen Feng looked at them, Hong Tianba, Miyamoto, and Wu Ye also noticed Chen Feng's killing intent.

"Killing your successors in this martial arts competition is just to collect interest. Sooner or later, I will make you pay the price for besieging my senior brother!"

Chen Feng didn't care about the consequences of his words. At this moment, he spoke bluntly to the three of them.

When Chen Feng's words were spoken, Hong Tianba, Miyamoto, and Wu Ye's killing intent suddenly appeared.

Ye Nantian was sitting in his wheelchair, and could sense their killing intent. He took a deep breath and looked off into the distance, tears streaking across his eyes.

It was true that men did not shed tears easily, but they were not sad.

This was once a prodigy of the martial arts world. Back then, he was like the sun in the sky. Anyone who saw him would involuntarily lower their heads. When he was at the height of his power, he was surrounded and crippled by a few people. At that time, he did not cry, nor did he cry when he fell from the altar. But today, he shed tears. Those tears were tears of pride and pride.

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