Brown King's absence did not cause too much of a change.
At the end of the day, the one in charge of the Lu King's lineage was still the 'Lu King'. Although he was one of the three heavyweights, everyone only followed his lead. King Lu was the second disciple of Emperor Yao. Regardless of strength or connections, he was one of the best in the Nine Provinces.
He was not called Second Senior Brother for nothing.
"What's the current situation of the competition?" King Lu's expression was serious.
"King Lu, there have been many changes in the fighters on the challenge stage. There hasn't been a second challenger." A young Saint cupped his hands and said.
"These challengers aren't much." King Han shook his head. "Actually, everyone knows how many experts there are in the Southern Region. Although those Saints who have lived in seclusion are slightly stronger than normal Saints, there is still a gap between them and the strongest Saints in the Southern Region."
King Lu nodded. "So, King Yan is still the only one who has qualified?"
The King of Han hummed softly. "The only ones who can truly pose a threat to Second Senior Brother are the King of Yan and the King of Ju. Oh, and perhaps the great bandit Ke Ke, who appeared out of nowhere a hundred years ago. I wonder if he's still alive, and if he'll participate in the competition."
King Lu's eyes flashed. "There's no hurry. Most of the experts are still observing, including King Ju. I'm afraid we'll only see the real results in the last month of the year."
"That's right, Second Senior Brother, have you heard of a rather sensational matter recently?" King Han suddenly asked.
"What is it?" King Lu was surprised.
"Something happened in the Vermilion Bird Continent under the jurisdiction of our arch-enemy 'King Yan'." King Han's eyes flashed.
"Oh? Tell me about it. "King Lu's interest was piqued when he heard the name 'King Yan'. After Emperor Shun abdicated his throne, the only people in the entire Southern Region that he feared were King Yan and King Ju. King Ju had always been neutral, but King Yan was on Shun's side. They were completely different.
"I heard that a Saint who suddenly appeared seemed to have offended the ancient race. They sent a high-level and two mid-level law enforcers," King Han said slowly.
High-level law enforcer!?
King Lu's expression changed slightly as he smiled faintly, "Then he won't even know how he died. Even I don't have the confidence to win against a high level law enforcer of the ancient race."
King Han said solemnly, "No, the ones who died were the three law enforcers of the ancient race." As soon as he finished speaking, everyone gasped. King Lu's expression changed instantly, and his eyes flashed. "An advanced law enforcer and two intermediate law enforcers? Is the news true? "
King Han nodded and said, "I just found out as well. It should be close to the truth. There are many witnesses to this."
King Lu grunted and frowned. He muttered, "To be able to kill a high-level law enforcer and two mid-level law enforcers, even if he was lucky, his strength would be at least at the peak of the Saint level. It's impossible for such an expert to appear out of nowhere. "
"I can't believe it either." King Han shook his head with a bitter smile. "But I heard that he's a young man who's not even thirty yet."
What?!
King Lu was stunned, and the crowd was in an uproar.
"What's his name?" King Lu frowned. "Does he know his sect, his family, and his background?"
Shaking his head, King Han said, "I'm not sure. After all, this is the Vermilion Bird Continent under King Yan's jurisdiction. It's not easy to get information." Instantly, there were sounds of disappointment from the crowd. However, everyone's curiosity was piqued, and King Lu's expression was solemn.
To him, this was not good news.
Suddenly —
"King Lu, I know his background!" In the crowd, a short man stood up, his eyes flashing.
"Oh?" Everyone's gazes were focused on him. King Lu and King Han's eyes shone brightly.
"Because I've always been interested in weapon refiners," the short man said casually. "This person is from the Lin clan, a weapon refiner family in the Vermilion Bird Continent. His true identity is a mystery, but he just won the Vermilion Bird Continent's weapon refiner competition." A look of admiration flashed across the short man's eyes as he nodded. "I didn't expect him to be not only a top-level weapon refiner, but also a top-level martial artist."
A top-level weapon refiner!
A peak Saint?!
Everyone's jaws dropped in shock.
It was common to see a single one, but to have both … there was no one in the entire Dou Ling World who could do it. Moreover, according to King Han's words, he was a young man who was not even 30 years old yet. Among the Saints, he was the youngest!
A heaven-sent genius!
King Lu's breathing was slightly hurried. "What's his name?"
"I think he's called …" The short martial artist frowned slightly. He looked up as if he was thinking back. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "He's called Lin … That's right, Lin Feng!" The short martial artist clapped his hands and finally remembered. He said happily, "He's called Lin Feng! That's right!"
Lin Feng?!
Everyone nodded slowly as they discussed.
King Lu muttered in his heart, but his expression suddenly turned suspicious. He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. "Wait, where have I heard this name before?" Looking around at everyone, King Lu's eyes widened as he looked at Zhuang Zhong. "What did you say just now? Who did the Brown King go to settle the score with?"
Everyone looked at him. Zhuang Zhong stood up in shock. "It's, it's … Lin Feng."
Whoosh! There was an uproar. King Lu's expression was extremely ugly.
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Crane County.
Under the preparations of the weapon refiner Zhou Fan, a large number of people were mobilized. In just three days, there was a complete change.
A wedding that caused a sensation in the city was held under the gaze of all the martial artists in Crane County. The scale was as big as it could be. For this wedding, Lin Feng invested hundreds of thousands of star crystals. It could be said that this was unprecedented in the history of the Dou Ling World.
It was extremely luxurious and extraordinary!
He booked all the shops and restaurants and held a banquet. He invited all the martial artists in Crane County. To be precise, he invited every martial artist who came to attend the wedding. Even though it had only been three days, Lin Feng's name had already spread throughout the Yellow Crane Continent like a thunderclap.
If it was gold, it would shine no matter where it was.
With Lin Feng's strength, no matter which county he was in, he would be at the top of the pyramid. He was the most eye-catching existence.
…
"Look, isn't that Master He Long?"
"Even Peacock Fairy is here. Wow, so beautiful!"
"How can it be? Look, even the President, Master Kun, and the Vice President, Master Yu, have come with congratulatory gifts!"
…
Everyone was in an uproar.
They turned out to be the few respected refiners of the Refiners Union of the Yellow Crane Continent. They were all here. Normally, they were elusive and arrogant. But now, they had come with smiles on their faces. They even brought quite a lot of congratulatory gifts!
Exclamations kept coming. In everyone's eyes, Lin Feng was even more mysterious.
"Wow, Saint Jia Luo!"
"And Silver Moon Saint Xiao Jian!"
"Oh my god, there's someone here too. What a powerful aura!!"
…
The appearance of a Saint brought about a true climax.
In the eyes of these ordinary martial artists, a Saint was an unattainable existence. It was extremely difficult to even see one.
But now, they came one after another as if they were in a market.
It was extremely shocking!
…
Lin Feng brought Qin Qianqian and welcomed each and every one of them with a smile.
Perhaps he didn't know any of these guests, but it didn't matter. Just like during his wedding with Yumo, it was enough that the person beside him was happy and happy. To Qianqian, he owed her too much. He had made her wait for too long.
"Are you tired, Lin Da Ge?" Qin Qianqian asked softly. Her beautiful eyes flickered.
"How can I be?" Lin Feng smiled and shook her soft hands. "I can't wait to be happy."
"Thank you, Lin Da Ge." Qin Qianqian smiled and leaned her head forward in satisfaction. With tears in her eyes, she said, "Qianqian is really happy today. Being able to marry you is the most satisfying and fortunate thing in Qianqian's life."
"Silly girl." Lin Feng rubbed her hair and smiled. "Being able to marry you is even more fortunate."
Their eyes met. They didn't say anything.
At this moment — —
"Hmm?" Lin Feng's eyes lit up. He turned his head halfway and felt an aura approaching. It was a man with a cold expression. He carried a sword sheath on his back. His eyes were looking at him without any change in expression. Obviously, the aura just now was purposely released by him.
"Hello, Moon Sword Sect's Xiao Jian." The man was the Silver Moon Saint that everyone was talking about, Xiao Jian.
"Nice to meet you." Lin Feng smiled and shook his hand.
"Congratulations on marrying a beauty. Happy marriage." Xiao Jian's voice was calm and didn't sound congratulatory at all. He looked at Lin Feng with bright eyes. "But let me remind you. If you want to live, take your wife and run as far away as you can. Otherwise, after an incense stick's time, the wedding … will become a funeral."
Qin Qianqian's face turned pale.
Lin Feng gently clenched Xiao Jian's trembling hand and looked at him. This young swordsman didn't have any hostility. His cold expression was innate. He came to remind him that even if he wasn't a friend, he wasn't an enemy. "You are?"
Xiao Jian said calmly. "You destroyed the Yin Residence. Today, I'm here to return the favor."
So that's why.
Lin Feng nodded and smiled. "Yin Zhiyuan?"
Xiao Jian stared at Lin Feng and nodded. "You can't afford to offend the helper he invited. Leave quickly. I can only tell you this much."
"Thank you for telling me, Brother Xiao." Lin Feng smiled faintly.
"You don't believe me?" Xiao Jian frowned.
"No." Lin Feng shook his head calmly. "There's no need for that." Looking at Qin Qianqian, Lin Feng smiled warmly. "Today is Qianqian's big day. It's a once-in-a-lifetime occasion. I promised to give her the grandest and most unforgettable wedding. How can I go back on my words?"
"Lin Da Ge!" Qin Qianqian bit her lips and her face turned pale.
"Don't worry. It'll be fine." Lin Feng rubbed her head. His calm movements revealed confidence.
Xiao Jian stared at Lin Feng for three seconds and said, "You'll regret it." He didn't try to persuade him anymore and turned to leave. Qin Qianqian was left with a worried face and Lin Feng was still calm. It was as if nothing had happened.
However, there was a flash of light in his eyes.
If Yin Zhiyuan was really audacious and dared to cause trouble at his wedding, then he would really hang himself.
He was tired of living.
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