Otherworldly Phantom Unrestrained King of Name 3G Network First Release

  Yi Feng slowly walked back to the side of the Great Elder, wiped off the dust that had been stirred up by the fight from the chair, and sat down with a nonchalant expression, his calm and unruffled demeanor leaving people staring blankly.

  "Great Elder, the opening act is over. Let's prepare for the descent ceremony." Yi Feng said calmly, without even looking at the Flowing Maple in the Great Elder's hand, as if it were a lifeless object.

  The elder glanced at Liu Feng, who was seriously injured, and hummed. He waved his hand to summon two attendants to take Liu Feng away for treatment. After glaring at Liu Feng fiercely, he walked forward and said, "I won't say any more nonsense. You all know the content of the descent ceremony. The position of this young master, whoever is capable will occupy it."

  After finishing speaking, the Great Elder didn't say another word. He returned to his seat on the platform. The other four Great Elders looked at each other in dismay: When did Big Brother become so concise? In the past, during the opening ceremony of the Down the Mountain ritual, he wouldn't stop talking for at least an hour.

  The eyes of all the younger brothers lit up instantly. The title of Young Master, everyone seemed to have taken it for granted. Although many people knew they were useless, this name still made them go crazy.

  However, when they saw Liu Feng being rescued on the side, their hearts gradually cooled down. To compete with Yi Feng for this title, wasn't that seeking death?!

  His one punch was beyond what he could bear himself.

  As they thought of this, the originally restless crowd slowly calmed down, one by one casting their eyes on Yifeng who was listlessly playing with his fingernails on the viewing platform.

  Although the temptation is great, life is more precious.

  Peeling her own fingernails, marveling at the unprecedented sharpness of her nails, feeling the gaze on her body, she involuntarily raised her head.

  "That... although I know I'm quite handsome, but I don't like men looking at me."

  "Depend on..."

  Everyone pointed at Yifeng and cursed: I don't like men either.

  The Great Elder saw that no one was on stage, and he couldn't help but pause for a moment before reacting. It turned out that everyone had just been shocked by the sudden appearance of Feng. This was not surprising, given this young man's ghostly speed and master-level strength, combined with his mastery of the Sun Stage technique. Among dozens of disciples, who dared to block his edge?

  The five elders looked at each other. As disciples of the Holy Land of Yi Feng, they did not want Yi Feng to take this title of Young Master. This name brought only a little vanity and no benefits. There was even danger lurking.

  But those disciples' one by one reverent gaze made the Great Elder feel a headache. The current Yifeng was like an uncrowned king.

  "Yi Feng, what's with this Young Master title of yours?" The Great Elder rubbed his temples and said helplessly.

  "What the...?!" Yi Feng suddenly stood up and shouted "Damn it, who wants to be this Young Master. They don't pay me a salary, they don't arrange for me to have beautiful women, what's the point of being one?"

  This sentence made the faces of several elders flush with anger. One by one, they gritted their teeth and stared at Yifeng: "Bastard, everyone else can snatch things in a frenzy, but when it comes out of your mouth, it becomes trash."

  Sidney, standing under the stage, covered her small mouth with her delicate hands and burst out laughing: Feng Gege is still as shameless as ever.

  The old senior who was reminded by the great elder finally understood why everyone's eyes were focused on himself, and he could only speak up: "You can fight for the title of Young Master, if you want me to be the master, I can consider it, but this title of Young Master that no one pays attention to, this young man is not interested."

  Yi Feng's careless remark made the elder so angry that his face turned iron-gray, his eyes bulged, and he clenched his fists as if he wanted to punch Yi Feng to death.

  The title of Lesser Sect Master given by the Sacred Land, is it really so unbearable? This kid, even if he didn't know he was a descendant of the Sacred Land, couldn't be insulted like this.

  The old man snorted and walked forward, saying to the crowd: "Today, I'll make an exception. If you're not satisfied with Shi Feng, you can gang up on him. As long as he loses, there's no place for him as the Young Master."

  "Boom..."

  Yi Feng fiercely fell to the ground, looking at the dozens of people below, and his heart skipped a beat: damn it, these dozens of people are surrounding him, does he still have a life?! Old man, did you use such vicious means?!

  Yi Feng turned his head towards the Great Elder, staring at him fiercely as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

  Seeing Yi Feng's appearance, the old man was delighted instead. He watched Yi Feng with schadenfreude, wishing that everyone would beat him up until he was covered in bruises.

  Yi Feng turned his head back to the five elders he favored the most, but saw them shrug their shoulders helplessly, apparently not intending to help Yi Feng.

  Seeing this, Yi Feng couldn't help but shrink his neck, looking weakly at the disciples below. Sure enough, he saw a fierce light bursting out of each disciple's eyes, their feet itching to move.

  Yi Feng's mind flashed with an idea: escape, hurry and escape. Otherwise, his former disciples who had been beaten by him before would take revenge, and he wouldn't be able to withstand it.

  But just as Yi Feng was circulating the inner energy to its peak, preparing to circulate the Meijing Gongfa, he found that although some people's feet were eager to move, not one of them took the first step.

  Hearing this, Yi Feng couldn't help but burst out laughing: Haha, it turns out that everyone is still considering their own interests, and not a single person dares to be the first to take action.

  Yi Feng took a step forward, smiling: "I know that if you all rush at me together, I'll definitely be beaten badly. But let me tell you one thing in advance. If I'm the first to take action, I don't believe I won't be able to handle you guys. With my skills, I can take down a few of you."

  Yi Feng's words made the person who was about to take a step forward quickly withdraw their foot. With Yi Feng's recently revealed strength, it wouldn't be too much of a problem to deal with a few birds that stuck out their heads at full force.

  The great elder looked at the crowd who didn't dare to act after being intimidated by Yi Feng's one sentence. He was a bit stunned, he had underestimated Yi Feng's deterrent power in these people's hearts.

  Yi Feng's gaze swept through the disciples below, and when it stopped on Shi Dai'er, who was blooming with a charming smile, he winked at her.

  Shi Dai'er naturally understood what was meant, she gave Yi Feng a white eye, but still floated onto the stage, her sweet voice ringing in everyone's ears.

  "Dai'er challenges Yifeng Shixiong."

  Yī Fēng let out a sigh of relief, although the group of people didn't dare to come forward for now. However, if there were a few hot-headed ones who didn't care about anything, it would still be his own bad luck. Only then did Yī Fēng call Shī Dàiér over with his eyes. This little girl had been eyeing the Young Master's title for a long time.

  "Alright. I've accepted, you can start now!" Yī Fēng said with a smile, walking a few steps forward.

  Everyone saw Shi Dai'er go to challenge Yu Feng, and their minds suddenly calmed down. One by one, their eyes involuntarily focused on the two of them. Although Shi Dai'er had never made a move before, everyone knew that she was no worse than Liu Feng, only stronger.

  Shi Dai'er took a glance at the smiling Yi Feng, and blinked her enchanting eyes: "Then let's get started."

  After finishing speaking, Shi Dai'er's lotus arm slightly lifted up and swung over to Yi Feng at a moderate pace.

  "Alas..."

  Shu Dai'er's hand was still more than a meter away from Yi Feng when she suddenly let out a painful cry and fell heavily to the ground, her face contorted in extreme agony.

  "Alas... alas..." Yi Feng cried out in pain, "Dai Er, you're too strong! One move and I'm severely injured. Alas... is this the legendary 'shooting a cow over a mountain'?"

  Shuaidier was stunned on the spot, looking at Yifeng rolling around on the ground, speechless in her heart: This is too fake, right? My hand is still far away from you. Although I knew you would make me do this, but you don't have to be so fake about it?!