1499: C1499 Former Heir

C1499 Former Heir

The focus of everyone's discussion was on the Xuantian Squad, the Ranyu Squadron and the four Sacred Battle Teams.

The Baiya Battle Team really met Waterloo. They were injured in the competition with the Nulin Battle Team, which resulted in them admitting defeat against the Mechanical Emperor Battle Team.

Fortunately, their previous record was quite good. Otherwise, they probably wouldn't even have had the chance to enter the top ten!

"Congratulations to all the elite teams that have entered the top ten! You all represent the highest level of competition!" Murong Beijia's voice was extremely infectious, making everyone very excited in an instant.

"I need to adjust the seating arrangement before the semifinals officially begin."

Murong Beijia's voice rang out again. The meaning of his words was to allow the eliminated teams to leave the combat preparation seats as soon as possible.

In the preparation area, besides the four elite teams, the rest of the team members all stood up in unison. They orderly moved from the preparation area to the already empty audience area.

Most of these were filled with regret, but there were also many who were already satisfied. They had also achieved the good results in their hearts.

After all, not all teams' targets were the top four or champions. Being able to stand out in a competition with the highest standards like China senior class Alliance was already something they were satisfied with.

Most people would graduate after participating in China senior class Alliance, and participating in China senior class Alliance would inevitably cause their life history to be covered with a layer of gold.

Ordinarily, those who had the qualifications to participate in the China senior class Alliance were already considered to be top of the list. After graduation, they would definitely receive the praises of various major organizations, and their futures would naturally be bright as well …

After a short while, there were only ten teams left on the standby.

First was Sun and Moon Team who stood up from the guest seats. Wu Tie sat on the seat of honor expressionlessly, and his eyes inadvertently glanced in Feng Yixiu's direction.

However, Feng Yixiu ignored him, as if he was treating him as air.

Yuan Shenya couldn't help but frown, but he quickly recovered his calm demeanor and revealed an arrogant expression.

Immediately after, the Xuantian Squadron and the Ranyu Squadron sat down separately, and the Nulin Squadron sat down beside the Huazhong Squadron.

The leader of Huazhong Squadron, Liu Feng, seemed to have some enmity towards Feng Yixiu. From start to finish, he didn't have any intention of greeting Feng Yixiu.

Feng Yixiu naturally did not lick his lips to talk to the other party. Instead, he started fighting with the Mechanical Emperor Battle Team beside him …

Although the points of the Mechanical Emperor and Nulin teams were exactly the same, as the Mechanical Emperor teams lost to the Nulin teams, they were ranked behind the rest according to the rules.

Their three teams all had five points, so they all sat together. However, the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

The Huazhong Squadron's Liu Feng was the former successor of the Central Chinese Marshal Luo Xingyun, and was later replaced by Luo Xingyun as Feng Yixiu. It was likely that he was unwilling to accept Feng Yixiu.

Therefore, Feng Yixiu understood Liu Feng's abnormal behavior. After all, no one would be in a good mood after being replaced by someone else …

"Captain Feng, we are really destined to be together!" I didn't expect us to be sitting together again! " Zhantai Yangxu smiled as he patted Feng Yixiu's shoulder.

"It is indeed fate. I hope that we can continue to be so destined in the top four …" Feng Yixiu smiled and said lightly.

"Hmph …" "He really doesn't know his place."

Suddenly, an inappropriate voice sounded from the left side of Feng Yixiu. It was Huazhong Squadron's Liu Feng.

Liu Feng looked to be a few years older than Feng Yixiu. He had a well-defined face with a clear scar at the corner of his eye.

Feng Yixiu couldn't help but frown. He turned his head slowly and said lightly: "Are you talking about me?"

"So what if I say? If you were not lucky enough to get assigned to Division C, you all might not even make it into the top ten! " Liu Feng said coldly.

Without waiting for Feng Yixiu to speak, the captain of the Mechanical Emperor team, Zhantai Yangxu, spoke up: "Hehe. I finally understand why Marshal Hua Zhong did not want you to be the successor. A man is so narrow-minded, he doesn't have any guts at all. "

"You! "You are courting death..."0

Liu Feng was also a ruthless person. He immediately stood up and released his strong aura without holding back.

When Feng Yixiu felt the spirit press, he immediately determined that it was the quality of the spirit press that only Fourth Rank s could possess!

Even though this guy was so arrogant, there were still some things he had to admit. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to end the fight evenly with Ranyu Academy …

Because of the Origin Plan, it could be said that seven great headquarters was the cradle of Origin Martial Cultivator, and there were even more experts in the Origin Martial Cultivator.

Because seven great headquarters's teaching methods were completely different from the academy's, their actual combat experience was much better than the academy's. When they went out to train, they would often lick their own blood on the blade.

Therefore, the number and quality of the seven great headquarters's Origin Martial Cultivator s were much higher than the academy's. This was also one of their advantages …

Since Luo Xingyun had taken a fancy to this Liu Feng back then, it meant that he was an outstanding person. The existence of this Fourth Rank Gene Lock also proved this point.

However, this was just a comparison compared to the average person, so Feng Yixiu didn't take it seriously at all.

He slowly raised his head to look at Liu Feng, and a wave of extremely powerful spirit press s suddenly exploded outwards, faintly containing the might of the dragon clan.

The instant Liu Feng's eyes met Feng Yixiu's, it was as if he was looking at a powerful dragon. A sense of fear that originated from the very source of his life welled up within his heart!

"Pah!"

Taking a step back, Liu Feng fell onto his seat.

When he came back to his senses, his forehead was already dripping with cold sweat, and the shock in his heart could not be quelled for a long time.

However, when he came back to his senses, the fear in his heart was replaced by extreme anger and he was about to stand up again.

However, before he could stand up again, a slender white hand pressed on his shoulder. It was Feng Yixiu's hand.

In that instant, Liu Feng felt as if he wasn't pressed down by a human hand, but by a gigantic dragon claw!

He had no way to resist due to the immense power. No matter how much power they used, it was useless. He was still unshakable …

Feng Yixiu was full of smiles as he looked at Liu Feng. He said lightly, "If you dare to continue being rude, what you're holding back will not be your shoulders, but your neck!"

"Gulp …"

Liu Feng subconsciously swallowed his saliva and nodded like a ghost.

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