Chapter 1423 The Martial Arts Conference Begins

"Rilin, just help him unlock this seal." Yang Feng ordered Ruilin.

"Yes, Shopkeeper Yang."

Ruilin nodded in agreement, and after saying that, he suddenly punched the dead tree.

A fist transformed by spiritual power flew towards the dead tree.

It all happened so fast that Deadwood didn't even react.

By the time he reacted, the fist transformed from spiritual energy had already hit him.

The aura fist sank directly into Kumu's body, followed by a dull sound.

"Bang!"

It seemed that something inside Kumu's body was shattered by this punch.

"puff!"

The dead tree spurted out a mouthful of blood.

However, the look of shock on his face disappeared and was replaced by deep joy.

This simple punch broke the seal on his body.

I'm not bragging, it's really easy to break the seal in my body.

"Although your seal has been released, your cultivation level cannot be restored."

After Ruilin finished speaking, he gave a reminder.

But his words were unnecessary, and Deadwood didn't listen at all.

He doesn't care about the realm of being sealed and disappearing. As long as the seal is unlocked and with his own talent, it is only a matter of time before he can reach the previous realm.

"Haha. It's unlocked, it's unlocked, my seal is finally unlocked."

Dead Tree became ecstatic and laughed.

He had been waiting for this day for too long.

Yang Feng ignored the dead wood and came outside the small courtyard, asking No. 1 to prepare the ingredients.

Soon, No. 1 set up the stove and started the barbecue business.

"Smells, smells so good!"

"Brother No. 1, your cooking skills are getting better and better!"

A few minutes later, Ruilin began to shed tears as he smelled the aroma of barbecue.

Ever since I ate the food made by No. 1 for the first time, I couldn’t forget it.

Looking at the table full of thousands of skewers of meat, Shen Qing fell into thinking. Wait and see how much you can eat.

The dead wood in the house teleported out of the house after smelling the aroma of barbecue.

My nose kept sniffing, wanting to inhale all the aroma of the barbecue into my heart and lungs.

The throat was squirming even more, and the saliva was swallowed again and again.

"This, this. Can this old man do it?"

Kumu rubbed his hands together with an embarrassed look on his face.

The smell of barbecue was the most fragrant food smell he had ever smelled.

It doesn't get any more fragrant than this.

"You want to eat too?" Yang Feng looked at Dead Wood with an expectant look on his face.

"Hmm. Ever since I came here, I haven't had any cravings."

Kumu nodded, but he hadn't eaten these foods for a long, long time.

I was already greedy.

Now that I smell the aroma of barbecue and seasonings, it's even more unbearable.

Naturally, Yang Feng would not disappoint Deadwood's request.

But the barbecue is not ready yet, so let him wait.

Under the expectant gaze of the dead wood, the barbecue was finally cooked.

"Take it!"

Yang Feng grabbed a handful of skewers and handed them to Ku Mu who kept swallowing his saliva next to him.

"Thank you!"

Deadwood took it over unceremoniously and feasted on it.

Yang Feng looked at the dead wood gobbling up the food, shook his head in amusement, and handed him a pot of No. 1 brew.

Deadwood drank wine, hummed and watched the barbecue, feeling very happy.

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The mortal world, the glorious world, outside Tianfeng City.

There are huge crowds of people in the competition area.

Under the protection of Xiaobai and others, everything was still in order.

Everyone lined up in an orderly manner with the arena as the center.

Today is the time for the official competition of the World's No. 1 Martial Arts Association.

As long as the business bell rings, they can compete according to the numbers on the light screen.

Amid everyone's expectant looks, the business bell finally rang.

"Dong dong dong!"

After hearing the bell, everyone cheered.

"Haha, the martial arts meeting has finally begun!"

"Martial arts club, here I come!"

While queuing, everyone had already followed the instructions on the light screen and membership cards.

He took his position according to the order of competition.

On the No. 1 arena, a middle-aged man with the realm of the Martial Emperor was looking forward to his opponent.

"Haha. I don't know who my opponent is!"

He has a lot of confidence in himself to make it to the next round.

When he saw his opponent slowly walking onto the ring, his whole face fell.

Damn it, I was actually going to end it in the first round.

"Mr. Wei, it turns out it's you!" The middle-aged man looked at his opponent who was slowly walking up and forced a smile on his face.

The person who came up was none other than Wei Shujun, the young master of the Wei family.

When the people in the audience saw that it was Wei Shujun, they felt sad for the middle-aged Emperor Wu.

It was such bad luck to meet such a tough opponent in the first round.

So the discussion started below, and Wei Shujun would use a few moves to knock this martial emperor out of the ring.

Wei Shujun didn't say anything, but just nodded to the middle-aged man.

Then he slowly raised a hand, with five fingers spread out, and pointed at the middle-aged man.

"A strong dragon has regrets"

To deal with such a character, Wei Shujun could defeat the opponent in one move without using any martial arts.

However, that would be too low-key.

Now I have to be as high-profile as possible so that I can truly show my strength in front of others.

This is also to lay the foundation for the future establishment of Taixuan Sect.

An extremely huge dragon condensed from spiritual power appeared in the sky above Wei Shujun.

The aura emanating from the giant dragon made some lower-level people in the audience tremble.

After seeing this situation, the middle-aged man swallowed involuntarily.

This momentum alone gave him the urge to turn around and run away.

but.

As a warrior, you can never just turn around and run away.

Even though you know you are outmatched, you still have to show your strength to the opponent.

Middle-aged people also use all their strengths and potentials.

"Kanglong has regrets!"

A middle-aged man can also master the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and he used the strongest move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

A dragon as thick as a bucket, with fangs and claws flying out of the middle-aged man's body, flew towards Wei Shujun.

The giant dragon above Wei Shujun looked up to the sky and roared, opening its big mouth and coming towards the middle-aged man.

There was no fierce collision, only devastating engulfment.

Both the dragon and the middle-aged man became the dragon's meal.

Arena No. 8.

An elder from Jinding Holy Land showed a bitter look after seeing that his opponent was Xiao Xianglian.

"It's so unlucky that I met her in the first round."

He understands very well that your current strength is no match for Xiao Xianglian.

Even so, for the sake of a man's demeanor, he still said with a smile: "Mrs. Wei, please."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a bright light.

The next moment, he found himself below the ring.

The people around the ring stared blankly at the ring, not understanding what was happening.

It's over.

The elder of the Jinding Holy Land was even more confused, as he was shot dead.

I didn't even see how the other party took action.

It's over before it even begins.

Xuan Fei looked at the martial arts meeting in full swing, and his hands slowly began to itch.

"Oh, I really want to participate, but it's such a pity."

Hongyun, on the other hand, has no interest. "Compared to attending a martial arts meeting, I would rather go out with the master and see the world."

She would rather go out with her owner and see the outside world.

Xiaobai and Qingya on the side also nodded.

"I don't know where the master, No. 1 and the others are now."