"Brother, would you like some melon seeds?"

Opposite Yunhuang, a man in red chuckled, his arms just around his waist, and his handsome and charming face was half inquisitive and half interested.

In the audience, everyone looked at the man opposite Yunhuang and their breathing became lighter.

This person could be Feng Wuxin, the talented young master of the Feng family, one of the eight great families.

It’s over, this Yunhuang met such a big Buddha in his first competition, he was going to be knocked out of the ring.

This Feng Family Feng Wuxin is an eighth-level master of the Spiritual Emperor. He possesses the mythical beast Vajra Thunderbolt Leopard. He is a rare master of the metal system. His temperament is unpredictable. One moment he will be a smiling Buddha, and the next moment he will pick off your head.

Some people say he is a madman, some people say he is romantic, but they are really afraid of him. Such a master is not only praised by the Feng family, but also loved by the ancestors of the Feng family. Even in the Feng family, no one disobeys him or offends him.

If you kill him, just wait for revenge.

"Is it poisonous? You, a black-hearted girl, won't put poison in it, right?"

Feng Wuxin narrowed his peach blossom eyes and chuckled. Yunhuang raised his eyebrows, then rolled his eyes, twisted his body, and chewed melon seeds while watching Min Hao being chased by other disciples.

"Oh."

Seeing that Yunhuang had no intention of talking to him anymore, Feng Wuxin chuckled lightly, with even more interest in his eyes.

Interesting, is this black-hearted girl really the good-for-nothing that the Yun family is rumored to be?

"Hmm, what kind of melon seeds do these taste like? They're really delicious."

Feng Wuxin's figure flashed, and all the melon seeds in Yunhuang's hand were gone, and he spit out the melon seed skin, nodded, and made a faint sound.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll poison you?"

Yunhuang squinted her eyes and looked at Feng Wuxin slowly. Feng Wuxin made a move and started eating melon seeds faster and faster.

"You ate it all. If it was poisonous, you would have fallen to the ground long ago."

Feng Wuxin looked like "Do you think I'm a fool?" Yunhuang laughed, and then muttered a few words in a low voice. This time, Feng Wuxin turned to stone.

"You, are you a girl, like this..."

Feng Wuxin pointed at Yunhuang, looking in disbelief.

Such a black heart.

There is no girlish tenderness at all, and she actually spits in it.

"Hahaha, do you want to eat a banana?"

Yunhuang hugged her belly and smiled, then took out a banana from the space and gave it to Feng Wuxin to eat. She had already peeled it off and took a bite.

She was not slow, as if she was really hungry. After finishing a banana, she casually flew the banana peel out.

"Plop" sound.

The disciple on the stage stepped on the banana peel and slipped, and was knocked off the stage.

“It’s so delicious.”

Yunhuang squinted his eyes with a look of enjoyment, and everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.

Please, does Yunhuang know what she is doing? This is a family competition, why does she act like she is just joking?

There is also Feng Wuxin, who is not normal. What is going on?

"It's delicious. I wonder why your food is so delicious."

Yunhuang took out another banana from the space, and Feng Wuxin snatched it away again. He finished the banana in a few mouthfuls and threw the banana peel out casually.

"Plop."

The banana peel slipped on another disciple, and the disciple looked over fiercely. When he saw Feng Wuxin, he immediately turned his head as if he had seen a ghost.

No one is willing to confront this madman, otherwise he will definitely die miserably.

"Interesting, I'm having some fun this year."

Feng Wuxin looked at Yunhuang's side face. For the first time, there was no such disgusting emotion in his heart, and he didn't feel nauseated when eating.

It's really strange, what is so special about this black-hearted girl?

"Uuuuu, the young master not only ate melon seeds, but also ate a whole banana!"

On the stage, the elders of the Feng family held each other's hands and were so excited that the elder twitched his mouth.

Among the eight great families, the Feng family is the one that behaves the least according to common sense. The entire Feng family is a weirdo.

Looking at it now, it turned out to be exactly what the rumors said. Feng Wuxin was not doing well yet, and the elders of the Feng family were very excited.

How could the elders of the Feng family not be excited? Feng Wuxin, a genius who only appeared in the Feng family for a hundred years, was held in high esteem by the whole family. It could be said that he was loved by everyone.

But although Feng Wuxin has amazing talent in cultivation, he has a quirk: he will vomit after eating and will become irritable when he is near people.

Under normal circumstances, Feng Wuxin spends his time training outside, in the jungle where there are few people.

It took the elders of the Feng family to work together to convince him to participate in the family competition this time.

Just now they saw him standing on the ring with an impatient look on his face. They were almost worried that he would jump off on his own, but now not only did he not jump off, but he even started eating.

Can they be unhappy?

"The time is almost up, it's so noisy."

Yunhuang finally had enough of the excitement, Feng Wuxin glanced at her, and Yunhuang's figure had already begun to move.

Min Hao was exhausted at this time, so he tried his best to stay among the disciples, and even took the opportunity to knock down a few disciples.

He glanced at the burning incense and was counting the time. As long as the incense burnt out and he was still in the ring, he could enter the second game.

But soon, Yunhuang's figure appeared in Min Hao's sight again. Under Min Hao's angry gaze, Yunhuang raised his foot and kicked several disciples hard and got off the ring.

"Min Hao, don't be afraid, I'm coming."

Saying that, Yunhuang knocked another disciple off the ring with one punch, and also kicked down a Min family disciple.

The others stared at Min Hao fiercely, and countless energies were thrown at him.

"Thunderbolt!"

"To add insult to injury, Feiyu, go."

Seeing that the time was about to come, only half of the people on the stage came down, and everyone came up with their unique tricks.

Instead of dealing with Min Hao, they started fighting with each other.

Because Yunhuang made such a fuss, the arena they were in was the slowest in progress, and the melee in other arenas had long ended.

Everyone stopped and looked at Yunhuang.

"Hey, do you want to play? It's very fun."

Yunhuang stared at the people around him and waved to Feng Wuxin. Feng Wuxin half-squinted his eyes lazily, and moved quickly under everyone's gaze.

The red figure shuttled through the crowd, and wherever he passed, disciples were thrown off the ring like sandbags.

A bright light flashed in Yunhuang's eyes, and he followed Feng Wuxin's example and shuttled through the crowd. The two of them seemed to be competing, throwing the disciples under the ring with punches and palms like dumplings.

The Feng elders in the stands were so excited that their faces turned red. Such was the strength of their young master, it was effortless to see him throw people away.

"Don't throw me, I'll jump down myself!"

Feng Wuxin was addicted to throwing people, one with each hand, and the disciples he threw down screamed in agony under the ring.

Feng Wuxin moved, and a disciple trembled and picked it up by himself.

Rather than being embarrassed, he didn't want to be disabled.

"Huh?"

Yunhuang also threw vigorously, but beside her, a black figure moved as fast as she and Feng Wuxin, and wherever it passed, it was as if a storm was sweeping over it.

"Oh my God, it turns out that there are so many masters in the arena where Yunhuang is, and they are all the proud ones of the Imperial Capital."

Not far away, Yun Kong murmured, looking at the figure of the man in black with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

The banker Zhuang Chunsheng, nicknamed Zhuang Black Eagle, is a master of the Spiritual Emperor. He owns the mythical beast Golden Eagle. He lives in seclusion and does not like strangers. Although he is the bastard of the banker, no one in the banker dares to bully him.

"It's the second brother. It's strange. With the temper of the second brother, why would he imitate Yunhuang and throw people away like that?"

Next to Yun Kong, Zhuang Li touched his head and looked at Zhuang Chunsheng's appearance, feeling that he was a little strange.

His second brother is not someone who likes to join in the fun. He can just stand still and there is no need to beat those people down. He will definitely stay in the ring anyway.

"Oh my god, look, there's another person there, my mother. Most of the geniuses in the imperial capital are gathered in this arena. It's actually Xiao Meng. From the looks of it, these people are competing to see who can throw the ball.

Are people fast?"

The audience exclaimed, and in the east corner of the ring, a burly young man wearing black clothes walked towards the ring with a serious look on his face.

He threw it seriously, like lifting someone up and then throwing them headfirst to the ground.

As his name suggests, Xiao Meng is really fierce. Just look at the muscles on his body and you can tell that he is also a master.

"Wuhu, it's so enjoyable."

Feng Wuxin glanced at Yunhuang. After a while, only Xiao Meng, Yunhuang, Feng Wuxin, Zhuang Chunsheng, and Min Hao were standing in the middle, shivering.

Feng Wuxin imitated Yunhuang's behavior just now, whistled, crossed his arms, and looked at Min Hao.

At this time, four people were standing in a corner on the ring. They were guarding their territory like the ring masters.

Yunhuang glanced at Feng Wuxin and the others, who happened to be looking at her as well. They didn't know that the Jiuzhou Continent would be in chaos in the future because of them.


Chapter completed!