Chapter 1512 (2/2)

All of a sudden, someone raised a question. Many disciples looked at the man he said, and his sight fell on Qin Feng.

”As expected, he is very fresh. I'm sure he is not the core disciple.”

”I'm sure he's not an inner disciple.”

”Damn it! Isn't that boy a layman? This guy is brave enough to enter the competition. He's only here to be cannon fodder... ”

Many people's comments shifted from several core disciples to Qin Feng. But at this time, another person said, ”he is not a disciple of our external school. I have been with the outside disciples for five years, and I have never seen that guy at all...”

Now the crowd began to be depressed. Where did this kid come from? Can't the disciples of other sects make trouble?

”Well, isn't that one of our factotum disciples? It's like Qin Feng... ” There was a sudden scream from the crowd, which shocked everyone.

”Damn it! Servant disciple? Are you kidding me

”It has been more than ten years since the big competition of the Hunyuan sect has not been participated in by any servant disciples. This guy is using his life to pretend to be forced...”

After knowing Qin Feng's identity, the whole crowd is boiling for it!

The topic of the top ten disciples of nalongbang turned to Qin Feng in an instant.

The voices of the crowd were not loud or small, but they fell into the ears of all the students on the stage. When they found out that there were mixed servants and disciples among them, their faces were full of scorn and fun.

The four elders were shocked by the news, but soon they came back to God. It's just a servant disciple. He's just a clown jumping over the beam.

”The draw is over. Now we'll start from the No.1 to No.5 and have a competition at the same time...”

The voice of Hunyuan sea rings again, which immediately stops the discussion.

The largest training ground of Hunyuan sect covers an empty area, and the huge arena can accommodate dozens of people to fight at the same time. Now it's not a problem to have five matches at a time.

Qin Feng draws the No. 1 signature and stays in the arena at this time. There were nine people standing beside him, all of whom were disciples of the contest.

A total of ten people were quickly divided into five groups. Each group stood in different corners of the arena, far away from each other, without affecting the competition of others.

At this time, some people began to report their names.

”Hungang, the inner disciple of Hunyuan sect, is here. Please give me your advice!”

”My inner disciple Hun Shi, I won't be merciful if I fight later.”

”Core disciple Hun Dan, I don't need to introduce my name. You must also know clearly that I was the fourth in the last dragon list.”

……

”Qin Feng, the miscellaneous disciple of the Hunyuan sect!”

Self introductions vary.

Some students are very low-key, just say their names. There are also arrogant and arrogant like Hun Shan, who would like to tell his height, weight and even the time of sex.

It's just that none of these matters. When Qin Feng signed up for the number, hundreds of disciples from the stage suddenly fried the pot, and there were actually servants coming in?

”Good guy, the boy named Qin Feng is tired of being crooked?”

”Ha ha! Servant disciple? This kind of person dares to participate in the school contest, is it funny? ”

”It's a good thing to be self-motivated. It's a pity that you can't see your own strength clearly. This guy named Qin Feng is dead... ”

The crowd's discussion is turbulent, is not optimistic about Qin Feng's voice.

Xu Ruo Rou's five women are holding their hands nervously. The fight has not officially started yet. They have already taken a cold sweat.

Zhou Tian also shook his head and sighed. He had advised Qin Feng several times, but Qin Feng just didn't listen to him

”Ha? Are you a servant disciple? Are you not kidding me

The man standing opposite Qin Feng is smiling. He was worried that he couldn't beat him. Now when he heard of Qin Feng's identity, he settled down completely.

”Yes, I'm a servant disciple. What's the problem?” Qin Feng doesn't care about the other party's ridicule. That guy has already reported his own name and is a disciple of the outside school, Hun Lei. Qin Feng also looked at his realm, just four layers of immortal gas.

”Shout! Are you tough? After a while, I'll beat you all over the place to see if you can still look like you are now... ” Mixed thunder looks playful to say.

Qin Feng doesn't pay attention to him, waiting for hunyuanhai to announce the beginning of the contest.

Soon, a clear brass gong sounded, symbolizing the official opening of the current school big match.”Don't make a move. I'm willing to withdraw automatically.”

Just at the beginning, a cry came out from the challenge arena. The disciple who drew the same signature with Hun Dan was very bitter. He could not be the opponent of Mudan, so he could only abandon the match on his own initiative.