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Last time he said: Gui Xuerou provoked Du Shaoyang, fought his, and finally ended because of the arrival of her senior brother Yue Xingchen. On the other hand, Jiang Feng coincidentally met Faang Xinyao, and followed her back to the inn to discuss the situation.

"Chiang Feng, you really are not a friend. You just ran out without saying a word. I thought you were assassinated by that man in black!" Seeing that Jiang Feng had returned, Wang Yixin could not help but complain. Jiang Feng threw the braised bread back to Wang Yixin and said apologetically: I'm sorry, I woke up in the morning with a headache. I wanted to take a walk outside, and I can't bear to disturb your beautiful dream. Wang Yixin received the biscuit, and since it was still warm, he said happily: "Haha, at least you know what's good for you. It just so happens that I haven't eaten either." After he finished speaking, he began to chew on it. Jiang Feng closed his room's door and touched his forehead with his hand. He realized that his fever was already gone and even though his body still wasn't quite strong enough, it still wasn't too bad. He said: "Yesterday, no, it was the day before yesterday. Wang Yixin was about to say something, but instead choked on his scones, he had a funny expression on, as he gulped down a few mouthfuls of water, and coughed a few more times. Jiang Feng said helplessly: "Why are you eating so quickly? No one will fight with you for it! " Wang Yixin struggled for a while before finally swallowing it down. He let out a long breath and said: "Wa, the food is hard to swallow, I nearly lost my life, you, you, you suddenly fell on the road the day before yesterday, it was Du Shaoyang and I who helped you return to the inn to rest. You were unconscious for a day and a night, and your expression was still painful. Then, at dusk, you began to have a high fever again, and I had to look for medicine for you from a distance. However, looking at your current state, you should be fine. " Jiang Feng nodded his head and said gratefully: "I didn't expect you to be my savior. Tell me, how do you want me to repay you?" Wang Yixin snickered and said: "Hehe, my Clever Hands has never repaid you for your kindness, so..." He purposely dragged his words here for a long time before continuing, "Therefore, I want you to win the final match and obtain the reward of five hundred silver taels. Half of it is not too much, right?" Jiang Feng laughed coldly: "You really know how to ask big! But seeing as you have saved me, if I am able to defeat Yan Kuo, I will definitely split half of your bounty with me. " Wang Yixin jumped up in excitement and patted Jiang Feng's shoulders, saying: "Good brother, good friend, you are truly loyal!" Jiang Feng suddenly thought of something and asked, "When I was in a coma, was there any nonsense?" Wang Yixin carefully recalled, and said: "Yes, you did. What were you saying from the beginning, no, I can't, what girl. Later on, you'll use an umbrella. You just randomly said these things yesterday. I didn't understand a single thing anyway, Du Shaoyang originally wanted to wait until you woke up before he was willing to leave. Jiang Feng only calmed down when he heard that the words did not contain the names of his past and his enemies.

In the two days from the last Martial Competition, Jiang Feng concentrated on recuperating. Faang Xinyao, Du Shaoyang and the others came to visit him. After Wang Yixin's introduction, Wang Yixin had gotten to know Faang Xinyao, but Faang Xinyao didn't seem to have a good impression of him.

Three days later, in the morning, the Wulin Conference arena had already been surrounded to the point where not even a drop of water could leak out. Taoist Tai Xu, Du Shaoyang, Lee Qingshuang and Wang Yixin stood together, while Xu Yuan and Qi Lianhai stood opposite each other, but Faang Xinyao stood by the side watching quietly with her sword in hand. The last time Jiang Feng suddenly jumped down the stage during the competition, was originally to give up, but seeing that Jiang Feng had helped him before, and he had not truly defeated him, Xu Yuan was conflicted for a moment, and then made a decision to allow Jiang Feng to advance to the final stage of the Martial Competition. Although he wasn't qualified to participate in the competition today, he was still exceptionally excited, because he had once sparred with Jiang Feng and Yan Kuo. He also knew that the two of them were highly skilled in martial arts and that there would definitely be a deathmatch for the champion today. His right arm was wrapped in a coarse cloth and wounded, so he didn't bring the twin hammers. And a few days ago, Du Shaoyang had met Gui Xuerou and Gui Xuerou under the big tree to the right of the stage. Their eyes seemed to be searching for something. In a dark alley far away from the auction site, a man wearing dark red clothes had killing intent written all over his face. Suddenly, two figures appeared behind him.

Young Master Liu walked to his side and lightly asked: "Brother Tianba, how are your injuries?" So that person was actually Wan Tianba, who had been severely injured by Xu Qianloong and missed the chance to be the champion. His heart was naturally filled with rage, but he had nowhere to vent it to as he coldly said: "Oh, Brother Liu, I didn't think that even you would personally make a move. "Thank you for your concern. My injuries will be fine after I recuperate for a while longer." Young Master Liu's face was expressionless as he replied, "That's good." Wan Tianba sighed: "This time, consider it my bad luck. Not only was I unable to obtain the victory of Wulin Conference, I even missed the chance to marry Bing Bing. Sigh!" The Young Master Liu comforted her: "Brother Tianba, matters of the heart cannot be rushed. Once fate arrives, it will naturally be yours. This time, it was an accident and no one could have predicted it. Wan Tianba laughed.

Zhao Pingyuan stood behind the Young Master Liu, his eyes sweeping across the right side of the auction house, and suddenly said: "Young Noble, I really never expected that the Wulin Conference held in the Central Plains this time around, would actually be able to attract the attention of a 'Qian Sect' that has never stepped into the Martial-arts Circles of Central Plains." Young Master Liu did not reveal a surprised expression, and said: "Oh? Plains, so you've already seen the Qian Sect disciples? " Zhao Pingyuan pointed to the right of the auction with his left index finger, and said: "Reporting to Sir, they are over there." Young Master Liu followed the direction he was pointing and saw Yue Xingchen and Gui Xuerou. He could not help but say: "How interesting, I did not expect that the disciples of the 'Four Great Sects' would all appear here at the same time." When Wan Tianba heard this, he asked doubtfully, "Brother Liu, what is the explanation for this?" The Young Master Liu looked at him and said: "Since I was young, I have been sent to the Four Great Sects' 'Sky Sect' to practice my martial arts, so I am naturally considered a Heavenly Sect disciple. The Brother Pingyuan disciple beside me is one of the 'Three Heroes of Liaodong' of the 'Kun' sect. The Uncle Wan was originally an expert disciple of the Earth Sect. Later on, he left Liaodong and returned to the Central Plains to create his own sect. I think the Brother Tianba is clearer about these things than I am. Thus, all of the disciples from the Four Great Sects are here today? " Wan Tianba's face darkened, and said coldly: "I am a martial artist from the Central Plains, not to mention that my father had long left the Earth Sect and created his own Death Land Sect. However, from this battle, it can be seen that the interest these people from outside this trial have in our Martial-arts Circles of Central Plains has grown more and more. " The Young Master Liu smiled slightly, and did not speak any further, while Zhao Pingyuan kept on observing the two people with Qian Sect.

"Hey, Du Shaoyang, is your injury fully healed?" Wang Yixin asked, Du Shaoyang clenched his fists and asked: "I'm already fifty to sixty percent done, what about you?" Wang Yixin was not to be outdone, he straightened his back, raised his head and stuck out his chest: "Look at me, how do I look like an injured person?" Looking at his expression of trying to attract attention, Lee Qingshuang laughed out loud and said: "I don't think so, but you seem to be the one who is trying to steal from me." Hearing her words, Wang Yixin immediately felt that he had lost face, and since the other party was a woman, he had nothing to say in response. Taoist Tai Xu stroked his long beard, and said: "Alright, stop messing around with the few of you, quickly look, Little Brother Chiang is up on stage." Taoist Tai Xu's complexion was not bad today, from the looks of it, his injuries had recovered a little.

There were no clouds in the sky today, so the weather was excellent. It was very suitable for martial arts competitions. Seeing Jiang Feng and Yan Kuo going up the stage one by one, the spectators cheered. This time, the clamour was especially heated. This was the first time Jiang Feng had seen such a scene. On the other hand, Yan Kuo was holding onto his Peerless Sabre with his right hand. presenter had to spend a lot of effort to make the commoners quiet down, but the place was still noisy. presenter had no choice but to shout loudly: "Alright, fellow villagers, after many rounds of competition, finally two experts have stood out and stood on the stage today. They are Participant Number Thirteen, Yan Kuo, and Participant Number 49, Chiang Feng. My guess is that everyone has already been waiting for a long time, so let's not talk too much. I announce that this year's World Wulin Conference competition will be between Chiang Feng and Yan Kuo. With that, presenter went backstage and indicated to the two of them. The noisy outfield instantly became much quieter. Everyone seemed to want to hold their breath and concentrate on watching the fight …

What about later?

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