He had escaped from a Life-shattering expert.
Now, Chu Fengmian was confident that he could survive against a Life-shattering expert. However, this was because he had cultivated the Ancient Dragon King Body.
Chu Fengmian's body was originally extremely tough. In addition to the recovery ability of Chu Fengmian's bloodline, as long as he wasn't instantly killed, Chu Fengmian would be able to survive. His vitality far surpassed that of ordinary warriors, which was why he was so confident.
However, Feng Wuxin was different. Feng Wuxin's strength was enough to contend against a Life-shattering expert. That was why he had escaped.
From this point of view, Feng Wuxin was even more terrifying.
Especially Feng Wuxin, who did not even have a special bloodline or an Innate Divine Body. His strength was all based on his strength.
Now, Chu Fengmian also wanted to meet the number one on the List of Top 100 Talents in the Northern Region. He wanted to see what kind of person Feng Wuxin was.
Just when Chu Feng Mian and Han Yueli were still pondering, a few figures suddenly walked over. These figures came from the direction where the Northern Mang Academy had gathered. They came together.
There were five people in total, three men and two women. They were all core disciples of Beimang Academy.
Gu Aohan and Lu Qingping, the two core disciples who had seen Chu Fengmian fight around the Life and Death Ring, were also in the group.
However, the leader of this group of people was a woman.
She had smooth skin and a perfect figure. There was always a faint smile on her face.
However, Chu Fengmian knew that this woman was obviously not as kind as she looked. She had a name in Beimang Sacred Region, Blood Rakshasa Yan Bi.
It was said that her smooth skin and jade bones were all bathed in the blood of warriors.
"What brings you all here?"
Chu Fengmian asked calmly when he saw the five people coming over.
These people obviously did not come just to see Chu Fengmian. They must have their own purpose.
These five people were not weak. They were all core disciples of Beimang Academy and were all on the List of Top 100 Talents in the Northern Region.
Chu Fengmian was not afraid of these people. He was even confident that he could win if they fought.
However, the other party had the advantage in numbers. Furthermore, they were in the Martial King City. Before the Martial Competition, all personal fights were meaningless. That was why Chu Fengmian spoke so cautiously.
"It's nothing much. I just want to invite the two of you to give up on this Martial Competition."
Before the woman could open her mouth, Gu Aohan, who was beside her, coldly spoke.
"In the Martial Competition, it is very likely that we will encounter each other and weaken the academy's strength for nothing."
"Both of you are newcomers. You should give up on this year's Martial Arts Conference. Come and participate in the next one. At that time, we will make way for you to pass and make things easier for you."
Although Gu Aohan's words seemed to be persuasion, it was no different from an order. His face was filled with arrogance and he appeared to be high and mighty.
They were well aware of Chu Fengmian and Hanyue Li's strength. However, at that moment, the five of them were joining hands. Five against two, they were not afraid in the slightest.
If they worked together, even a Lifesaving expert wouldn't be a match for them. Therefore, dealing with Chu Fengmian was a piece of cake.
The other core disciple, Lu Qingping, spoke out.
"I ask the two of you to consider it. For the sake of the academy, I also ask the two of you to hand over your quotas and give up on this year's Martial Battle Assembly."
"For the sake of the academy? Withdraw? Hand over their quotas? "
Chu Fengmian's face turned cold when he heard their words.
As expected, they did not come with good intentions.
From the looks of it, these core disciples had teamed up to force some of the Northern Sea Academy's experts to withdraw. This way, their chances of entering the top ten would be much higher.
Chu Feng Mian and Han Yue Li, these two new stars that had just risen, in their eyes, they were absolute calamities.
Therefore, these people came to negotiate with Chu Fengmian to force him to hand over his quotas.
However.
Let alone five core disciples, even five supreme elders would be wishful thinking if they wanted to force Chu Fengmian to hand over his quotas.
"In your dreams."
Chu Fengmian indifferently spat out two words from his mouth.
Hearing Chu Fengmian's words, the faces of the five core disciples turned cold.
They did not expect Chu Fengmian to be so unyielding. He was not perfunctory and was so resolute in front of the five of them, not giving them any face.
Among them, Gu Aohan spoke out without any trace of politeness.
"Brat, impudent! We're here to advise you with good intentions, but you don't know how to appreciate our kindness! "
"Since you've provoked us, don't even think about entering the top ten in this Martial Competition."
"Is that so? Who do you think you are to come and force me? "
Chu Fengmian's face instantly turned cold.
"All of you, scram!"
Chu Fengmian spoke this time, using a lot of spiritual energy in his words.
The word 'scram' instantly shook the five of them, causing them to continuously retreat. Their eyes were filled with fighting intent.
The atmosphere was heavy, as if a battle would break out in an instant.
"Wait!"
At this moment, the leading girl, Xue Luosha, Yan Bi, suddenly spoke.
"The two of you, could it be that you don't plan to give us face? Give up this Martial Competition, and we'll guarantee that you'll enter the top ten in the next one. "
"There's no need!"
Chu Fengmian coldly spoke.
He, Chu Fengmian, had not fallen to the point of needing charity from others.
Moreover, if he gave up this Martial Competition, he would have to wait for three years.
Three years was indeed not a long time for cultivators. Perhaps many cultivators would agree to this condition, but it did not represent Chu Fengmian.
Chu Fengmian could not afford to waste three years. Chu Fengmian's identity might be known by the seven great sects at any time.
At that time, Chu Fengmian would have to face endless pursuit.
He had to increase his strength before this to the point where he could fight against the seven great sects.
Therefore, Chu Fengmian could not afford to wait for three years, nor did he need to wait.
Chu Fengmian's face was cold as he spoke word by word.
"If you don't leave, you'll end up like Long Weiyang!"
"Arrogant!"
Gu Aohan suddenly spoke out in anger.
If they ended up like Long Weiyang, wouldn't that mean that they would die?
They had personally witnessed how Chu Fengmian killed Long Weiyang on the Life and Death Arena.
"Stop!"
Yan Bi waved her hand and stopped Gu Aohan.
She glanced at Chu Fengmian and calmly spoke.
"Let's go!"
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