The personal soldier of the beautiful president

After listening to the beautiful woman in cheongsam, Li Shaobai immediately understood that the sudden change of the rules of the arena was obviously aimed at Qin Feng.

Moreover, the championship prize was announced in advance.

His heart is sinister.

This is to put Qin Feng to death.

"Boy, you have offended quite a few people. How many rounds can you hold on to? I'm really curious, one round? Or two rounds?"

Li Shaobai chuckled, the murderous intent in his eyes disappeared without a trace, replaced by a thick banter.

Five middle-grade Yuanjing is enough to drive the warriors here crazy.

In order to obtain these five middle-grade Yuanjing, these warriors will fight desperately.

Even if there is only a slim chance of winning, they will never give up. The temptation of five middle-grade Yuanjing is too great.

Especially among the warriors participating in the banquet this time, there are many master-level powerhouses hidden, and they will definitely not be able to resist.

Qin Feng is in danger.

Unless he voluntarily surrendered and gave up the position of the champion, he would no longer compete for the championship.

Otherwise, he will face the challenge of thousands of martial arts masters!

Qin Feng took a deep breath, looked at Li Shaobai expressionlessly, and said slowly: "I outlast you!"

"..."

Li Shaobai was taken aback for a moment, and then became furious.

What does this mean?
Also a pun, right?
"Boy, give me back the sword!"

Li Shaobai's self-cultivation is quite high, he didn't get mad on the spot, but changed the subject and asked Qin Feng for a love sword.

The Love Sword is his saber.

"Give it back to you? This is the sword I picked up with my ability, why should I give it to you?"

Qin Feng played with Qing Luojian, and asked in a flat tone.

"This is a famous sword in Kunlun's collection. You'd better return it to me, otherwise, you will be in great trouble."

Li Shaobai started threatening.

"Oh? Really? I'm curious about the so-called catastrophe, what could it be?" Qin Feng replied nonchalantly.

He shook the Qing Luo sword, the blade was light and thin, crisp and sweet.

He didn't take Li Shaobai's threat to heart at all.

What Kunlun?
Sorry, he only knows about Kunlun Mountain!

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance to return the Qing Luo Sword to me." Li Shaobai shouted with fierce eyes.

He was angry.

"Such a good sword, you are not worthy! From now on, he will belong to me."

Qin Feng replied domineeringly.

"You..." Li Shaobai was anxious, pointing at Qin Feng, really wanted to kill that bastard with one palm, but he still endured it and took a deep breath.

"Very well, boy, and good luck."

He left a meaningful sentence, turned and left the ring...

As he walked towards the private room in the VIP area, he sent a secret text message with his mobile phone, which roughly meant, three pieces of middle-grade Yuanjing, buy Qin Feng's life, break a hand or leg, and a piece of middle-grade Yuanjing...

His text message will soon be sent to every prefecture-level grandmaster on the scene in the form of a push through a secret channel.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man!

He just wanted these warriors who challenged Qin Feng on the stage to be ruthless, and it would be best to kill that bastard on the stage.

"Qin Feng, I take back what I said just now, you friend, I have made a deal with Hong Shu!"

Hong Shu smiled brightly, and the more he liked Qin Feng, he said loudly.

How dare this kid openly annoy Li Shaobai, this is very disrespectful to him.

He was also very displeased with Li Shaobai's hypocritical boyish face.

Qin Feng squinted at Hong Shu, and sneered unceremoniously: "You are not qualified to be my friend yet."

He is really not pretending to beep.

He has the great ability to inherit the immortal art, and Hong Shu, a little devil, is really not taken seriously by him.

Those magic masters were furious when they heard this.

Hong Shu is the holy son, and he is very likely to become the future ruler of the Demon Sect. Who else in the world is worthy to be his friend?

This young man in front of him is simply arrogant!

Hong Shu was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "It's okay, no matter what, I already regard you as a friend."

Hong Shu's abnormality almost made the guards around him drop their jaws in shock.

Is this still their cruel Son?
According to Shengzi's way of handling things, shouldn't this arrogant and ignorant guy be beaten to death at this time, and then thrown into the river to feed the fish?

Qin Feng took a deep look at Hong Shu, noncommittal.

"Do you want to challenge me?"

Qin Feng suddenly asked.

Hong Shu quickly shook his head and said, "I'm not your opponent, I don't want to take the humiliation of myself..."

"Okay, then you can go."

Qin Feng rudely interrupted Hong Shu, waved his hand, and shouted very impolitely.

Hong Shu looked embarrassed, grabbed those subordinates who were about to get angry, nodded towards Qin Feng, and walked off the ring.

He still has self-knowledge.

"Holy Son, that kid is too rude and rampant, why don't you teach him a lesson?"

Not long after walking down the ring, the middle-aged man beside Hong Shu asked in a low voice, his words were full of displeasure towards Qin Feng.

Several other magic masters were also very dissatisfied with Qin Feng.

They think Qin Feng is too crazy.

"enough."

With a straight face, Hong Shu reprimanded very bluntly,
"From now on, he is my brother Hong Shu. If you dare to show any disrespect to him, it is disrespect to me. You should know the consequences!"

Hong Shu really regarded Qin Feng as a brother.

In a word, nothing else, just temper.

He appreciates each other.

"Yes, Holy Son, we, we know we were wrong, and we will never dare again."

Several demon masters bowed their heads, humbly accepting their mistakes.

Even if they sneered at Qin Feng in their hearts, they didn't dare to show the slightest...

"you……"

Qin Ruozhi stood on the edge of the ring, as if she wanted to say something.

However, after saying a word, he stopped.

She rarely communicates with others and has an aloof personality.

If Qin Feng hadn't saved her life this time, I'm afraid she wouldn't have paid attention to Qin Feng.

"Don't worry, I haven't paid attention to the warriors here... For me, a weak chicken is a weak chicken. Even if there are thousands of them, they are still weak chickens and will not become a phoenix!"

Qin Feng seemed to have guessed what Qin Ruozhi was going to say, with a faint smile, he spoke confidently.

There are only a handful of fighters who can really catch his eyes and are qualified to fight him!
"Well... then you should be careful..."

Qin Ruozhi thought about it, and finally said only this sentence.

"Ah."

Qin Feng smiled slightly and nodded his head.

Qin Ruozhi glanced at the Qing Luo Sword in Qin Feng's hand, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Li Shaobai, it's very dangerous, you'd better not go against him."

Li Shaobai's own strength is not weak, and behind him is Kunlun, the first day school of martial arts.

It is very unwise for Qin Feng and Li Shaobai to face each other, and they will suffer a lot.

Qin Ruozhi also had good intentions.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure, thank you for your concern."

Qin Feng is very polite to those who really care about him.

When Qin Ruozhi heard the words, she didn't say any more, she nodded and walked off the ring. Obviously, she also gave up challenging Qin Feng.

Qin Feng stood on the arena, holding a sword in one hand, his face was cold, his eyes glanced around fiercely, met those greedy and fierce eyes, he smiled coldly, and shouted loudly: "Who dares to fight?"