Chapter 1941： The big match begins! (1/2)

He turned around and walked away, but left a cold sentence: ”Chen Feng, wait for me, I will never spare you!”

Today is the day of the Grand Competition in the House of Commons.

Chen Feng wore a green shirt and went to the square.

At this time, hundreds of people had gathered on the square, and all the first-year students gathered here.

Even if they don't participate in the competition, they will naturally watch the excitement.

The crowd gathered under the high platform, whispering.

Seeing Chen Feng's arrival, many people pointed and looked at him with a trace of disdain.

”Look, Chen Feng's trash has come.”

”Haha, he came quite early, is he so anxious to die?”

”Oh, this trash is really reckless!”

”Among the thirty-two people who participated in this competition, he is the worst in strength, and I don't know where his confidence comes from.”

The ridicule in the crowd was endless, and Chen Feng just walked forward slowly to the front of the crowd as if he hadn't heard it.

At this moment, on the square, there is a stone platform in the middle, and around the stone platform, a total of sixteen arenas have been built.

These sixteen arenas are all made of large stones, they look extremely strong, and the light of the magic circle on them is constantly shining.

Obviously, this is to protect the stone platform from damage.

At this time, on the high platform in the middle, a man stood proudly, and on his robe, there were signs of mountains and seas.

Facing the crowd, he said slowly: ”I am the first in the House of Commons, Jian Mingjun!”

After Jian Mingjun's words fell, the scene suddenly became silent, and no one spoke.

Then, Jian Mingjun faced the crowd, put his hands down gently, and said slowly: ”Please stand up for the thirty-two people who signed up.”

”Yes.” There was a response from the crowd.

Then, thirty-two people stood up and stood at the forefront of the team!

The thirty-two people looked at each other, and they all saw a trace of hostility in each other's eyes.

Without exception, when their gazes swept across Chen Feng's face, they became extremely contemptuous and disdainful!

”This **** is also worthy of competing with us? It is our shame to play against him!” said a cold-faced teenager with an extremely pale complexion.

He has very thin eyebrows, thin lips, with a cold and mean look, a trace of murderousness between his eyebrows, and an extremely arrogant attitude, dismissing Chen Feng.

This person is named Yang Wenyao.

But beside him was a young man with a big beard. This young man with a big beard gave Chen Feng a very disdainful look, and the cold light flickered a few times in his small eyes.

He chuckled and said, ”Brother Yang, I really look forward to getting a group with Chen Feng, haha!”

”If I can compete with him on the same stage, then I will definitely enter the next round, which is equivalent to a steady victory!”

The other person next to him also laughed and said, ”Yes, I think so too.”

The bearded stared his eyes and said, ”Don't you want to **** me!”