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Last time, he mentioned that because of the area of effect of the stage being limited, Shen Yun's arrows could not unleash his true strength, and instead almost killed the commoners. As a result, the presenter had cancelled his qualification to compete, and Jiang Feng thus became the first person to enter the top eight in World Wulin Conference.

Along the way, Jiang Feng carefully wrapped his Cold Iron Silver Lance with a black cloth. Faang Xinyao said: "Mister Jiang, the martial arts competition this morning consumed too much energy, furthermore, it's almost noon. Let's go eat something, shall we?" Jiang Feng agreed as the two of them walked into the "Ru Yi" tavern.

The two of them ordered some dishes and sat down. Faang Xinyao's face revealed a look of worry, and said: "Sir Jiang, do you think my father will be alright?" Jiang Feng placed the silver spear on the corner of the table and said: "I don't think so. Your father is an official ordered by the imperial government, he shouldn't be able to act against your father that easily." Faang Xinyao sighed, poured some wine and said: "Young Noble Jiang, congratulations on entering the top eight." Jiang Feng hurriedly clinked his glass with hers, and said: "Mn, even though I'm still far from my goal, at the very least, I should be happy that I've succeeded by a step." Not long after, the waiter brought the dishes up.

Before he finished his meal, a man dressed in black walked into the inn. His hair was slightly long, and he could be considered handsome. He walked to the side of Jiang Feng's table and asked: "You are 'Chiang Feng'?" Faang Xinyao continued to eat and pretended to not hear anything. Jiang Feng did not know what he was doing and got up to greet him: "This one is Chiang Feng, may I ask what this brother has for me?" The black clothed man said: "I never expected you to be so lucky to be able to enter the top eight so easily. In the first round, you met an ordinary person with low martial arts, in the second round, you met this lady, and in the third round, because your opponent violated the rules, you successfully leveled up. Jiang Feng saw that he was looking down on her, and was displeased: "Oh? I know that I am not good at martial arts, but I am not lacking in strength to be able to advance, Brother Ren is underestimating me. " The black clothed man disdainfully said, "I don't care if you have the ability or not. I just advise you not to meet me in the top eight. Otherwise, you will lose miserably." Jiang Feng heard the arrogant tone of this man, even if he was a participant, he had the confidence to enter the top eight without fighting. Furthermore, he said that if the top eight met him, he would be defeated, so Jiang Feng could not help but become curious about his identity, and asked: "Really? "May I ask what your name is?" The black clothed man laughed and waved his hand, saying, "Don't worry, once all the top eight contestants are out, you will know who I am." After he finished speaking, he did not sit down to eat or drink and walked out. Jiang Feng was very careful with his movements, and only sat down after he walked out of the door.

Faang Xinyao put down her chopsticks and asked: Young Master Jiang, why do you look so ugly all of a sudden? Jiang Feng drank a cup of wine and then said: "Lady Faang, I will not hide it from you. The person just now, I can see his walking speed and the rhythm of his breathing, and I'm afraid his martial arts is above mine." Faang Xinyao knew that Jiang Feng's spear skills were not ordinary, but hearing his words, he was sure that he was not lying to him, and shouted in shock: "Sir Jiang, so you're saying that he is a formidable opponent!" Jiang Feng said: "Forget it, let's ignore him. There is always a path before the mountain, and naturally, I would care about his identity." Faang Xinyao warned him again: "Young Master Jiang, there are too many people talking in the capital. Jiang Feng nodded his head, and said: "Lady Faang is right, that's why I am using a fake name to participate in this competition, I am afraid of exposing my identity." Faang Xinyao raised her treasured sword, stood up and said: Young Master Jiang, I still have some matters to attend to so I will be returning to the inn first. Jiang Feng also stood up, and asked: "Lady Faang, why not I send you back?" Faang Xinyao smiled and said: "There's no need, Sir Jiang. Let's part ways for now. See you in the future." Jiang Feng replied: "Okay." The two of them walked out of the "Ru Yi" Inn and parted ways.

Jiang Feng had gone through three rounds of martial arts in the morning, especially the last one with Shen Yun. It could be said that he had not encountered any dangers, but after thinking about how he had levelled up, he still smiled happily. He planned to go back to the tavern to sleep for a while to rest his body. After walking about halfway, a little boy ran towards Jiang Feng and shouted, "Big brother, wait a moment." Jiang Feng stopped and said: "Little brother, is it you who called me?" The little boy was panting heavily. It seemed like he had run quite a distance just now. The little boy took out a letter from his bosom and handed it over to Jiang Feng: "Big brother, this letter was given to you by a beautiful big sister." Jiang Feng's heart was filled with doubts. When he came to the capital this time, the only person he was familiar with was the Faang Xinyao he met today. However, he had just said goodbye to her so there was no reason for him to send another letter so quickly. The little boy saw that Jiang Feng was not accepting the letter, and said: "Big brother, big sister said that she must personally hand this letter to you, I am giving it to you now." After he finished speaking, he stuffed them into Jiang Feng's hands before walking away with a smile on his face. Jiang Feng kept the letter and continued his journey to the inn.

Jiang Feng returned to his room. Suddenly, the window opened, and a person jumped in. It turned out to be "Clever Hands" Wang Yixin, he came again, and he was like that, he never went through the main door. Jiang Feng put down his silver spear, and said: "I just arrived too, and you came already. It seems like you have been waiting for me for a long time?" Wang Yixin cupped his fists and said: "Brother Chiang, I really never thought that you would actually fight your way into the top eight, powerful, powerful! However, you attracted his attention today. It can be seen that your martial arts are very strong! " Jiang Feng said: "Oh, your information is really well-informed. You knew that I had entered the top eight, and you also knew that Feng Ding and I were brothers?" Wang Yixin exclaimed and said, "What? You're even a brother of the 'King of Rod Kings', you sure are impressive. " When Jiang Feng heard this, he had originally said that he had attracted someone's attention. That person was not Feng Ding, but the figure of the black clothed man suddenly flashed across his mind, and he said: "Could it be that you know the identity of the black clothed man who sought me in the inn today?" Wang Yixin danced as he said: "Originally, after you left the venue, I wanted to go and congratulate you. But when I saw you with a beautiful girl, I didn't want to disturb you and waited for you near the Ru Yi Inn. Jiang Feng saw that he was still keeping himself in suspense, and anxiously asked: "Stop talking such nonsense, quickly tell me, who exactly is he?" Wang Yixin coughed and said: "Hehe, speaking of his name, it would be huge in the capital. He is the one I told you about last time, the Young Hall Master of the capital's Death Land Sect — — Wan Tianba." When Jiang Feng heard that the black clothed man just now was his archenemy Wan Xingyun's son, an uneasy feeling welled up in his heart once again.

Wang Yixin knocked on the table, and said: "Brother Chiang, although you have been noticed by him, you must be careful, he is not someone to be trifled with." Jiang Feng lowered his head in thought, and said: "When the time comes, we'll see. Wang Yixin raised his eyebrows, and said: "In short, if you meet him during the competition, you have to use your full strength." Jiang Feng rubbed his temples and nodded.

What about later?

And then we'll see how it breaks down in the next round.