"Don't bow your head at this time, are you still waiting to be beaten to death by them?"

His eyes were helpless and a little humiliation.

When Chen Feng saw this scene, his heart trembled and could feel the helplessness he felt as a lower courtyard seat.

"Let's go, let's go." Jian Mingjun took Chen Feng and continued to walk forward, obviously not wanting to pay attention to those people.

Chen Feng nodded, he endured it.

Jian Mingjun said as she walked: "Compared with the outer court, our lower court will produce one person, the intermediate court will produce five people, and the upper court will produce ten people!"

At this time, among the people in the middle courtyard, one of the short and fat young man, who was as big as a ball, suddenly sang to the side: "Two wastes from the lower courtyard, where are you going? Are you here to participate in the outer courtyard competition and sending us to death?"

After the words came, the people from the middle courtyard around him burst into laughter.

Chen Feng frowned, Jian Mingjun pulled him upwards and said lightly: "Let's go, if you can't help but be angry, you will not even have the chance to participate in the Outer Court Competition and will be killed by them here."

Obviously, Jian Mingjun didn't think Chen Feng would be their opponent either.

Little did they know that Chen Feng's strength was not inferior to them at all, and even stronger!

Chen Feng turned around, glanced at him, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. These people were actually not extremely strong, but they were just around the Seven-Star Martial King. The highest one could have reached the middle stage of the Seven-Star Martial King.

Compared to him, he is not a powerful person.

If it is a one-on-one fight, Chen Feng can kill any of them.

Therefore, Chen Feng believes that they are not qualified to endure it.

But he decided to give Jian Mingjun this face, and he took a deep breath and turned around to leave.

Chen Feng, I endured it for the second time.

But unexpectedly, Chen Feng and the others didn't want to cause trouble, but the people in the Intermediate Court refused to let them go.

They speed up their pace and came to Chen Feng and Jian Mingjun.

The middle-aged man, who was over fifty years old, wearing a silver robe and looking extremely luxurious, walked up to Chen Feng, stared at him, and said in a sinister way: "You are the number one in the Lower Court Competition this year, what kind of shit newcomer king?"

Chen Feng stared at him, a cold sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "So what? So what if it is not?"

"Then it seems you are." A middle-aged man in silver robe showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and suddenly turned around, looked at the young men behind him, and said:

"Remember this little bastard like this. He is the bullshit newcomer king this time. At that time, no matter who meets him, he will beat me to death!"

"Don't leave me a trace of affection and kill him directly."

He suddenly clapped his hands and smiled, "No, it's better to torture him hard first and then let him die."

This person is Duan Yushan, the middle courtyard!

The young men behind him were all laughing and nodding, saying, "Zu Duan, don't worry, why dare we not listen to what you said?"

"Haha, Zun Duan, since you have said this order, the fate of this little bastard has been decided, that is, to suffer all the torture first and then be killed."

Their faces were very relaxed, and they said they wanted to kill Chen Feng, but there was no change at all.

Obviously, none of them took Chen Feng seriously.

"Zhen Jane, is the reason why you have such a person in the lower court is that you are afraid that we will be humiliated too much? If one person is produced, even if he fights each of us once, he will only be humiliated four times at most. If you also produce 4 people, then, haha, you will be humiliated more than four times at that time!"

The short and fat young man saw that he said this, suddenly his eyes turned and said.

He did this obviously to please Duan Yushan.

"Zhang Jian is really wise. He knows how to seek profit and avoid harm." Another male disciple in his thirties, who is tall and has a purple robe, said disdainfully!

Jian Mingjun took a deep breath. He stared at Duan Yushan and said in a cold voice: "Duan Yushan, don't you care about these people under your command?"

Duan Yushan laughed, looked helpless, spread his hands and said, "Oh, Brother Wang, I want to take care of it too, but unfortunately, all the kids under my command didn't listen to me much, I can't even control it."

"But there is nothing we can do. Who told me that these kids under me are strong enough?"

He suddenly became louder, staring at Jian Mingjun, and said with a joking voice: "We warriors are the strongest, and they are strong, so they have the capital to be presumptuous!"

His words were obviously meant to point out.

Jian Mingjun's eyes changed and he stared at him and said slowly: "Duan Yushan, don't bully people too much!"

"I'm just bullying too much! So what?" Duan Yushan's tone suddenly became cold, and the trace of politeness that had just maintained on his face disappeared without a trace, and it turned into a deep hatred and a strong provocation.

He shouted: "They are strong enough! So they can stare at you here and laugh loudly!"

"And what about you? You have no choice but to do anything about it!"

"If you have the ability, you will fight back! If you have the ability, you will kill them! They will naturally not laugh at you here!"

"Duan Yushan, what exactly are you going to do?" Jian Mingjun said with a grudge.

"What do I mean? Don't you know what I mean?" Duan Yushan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and then, the smile suddenly turned into a deep resentment.

His voice was extremely resentful: "Jian Mingjun, do you need to say more about my grudge against you?"

"I had so many good jobs at the beginning, but I didn't let them go, but stayed here. I was a bullshit middle courtyard. What was I doing? What was I trying to suppress you every three years!"

"As long as I am still the seat of the intermediate court, your new king of the lower court will never raise your head! Even, you will never think of being able to survive!"

"I will ask my disciples in the Intermediate Court to trample him into the dust and mud, and I will also trample you into the mud, causing you to suffer endless shame, making you angry and resentful, but helpless, hahaha!"

As he said that, he made a smug laughter, and the resentment in the voice made people shudder.

Obviously, he has a deep old grudge with Jian Mingjun.

"You!" Jian Mingjun pointed at Duan Yushan with an angry look on his face, but he could not do anything except anger.

Because he is not Duan Yushan's opponent, and his subordinates are not opponents of Duan Yushan's subordinates.
Chapter completed!