The swallow stood proudly, and the huge aura on its body scattered. It was like a mountain. Even if it didn't fight him, just standing in front of him, it felt extremely afraid, as if this mountain could press down on it at any time and press itself into powder.

The direct descendant of Yan Zi returned to the opposite side, took a deep breath and found in shock that he could not even raise the slightest desire to fight.

He smiled bitterly, took two steps back, jumped directly from the competition platform, and said, "I admit defeat."

Yan Zigui looked at him, and there was a bit of a natural look in his eyes, and he said lightly: "A person who knows the times is a hero. Every move of my move is too powerful. If you don't admit defeat, if we fight each other, with just one move, I guess you will be seriously injured."

He looked at everyone and said lightly: "When someone is facing me, you can take the initiative to admit defeat to avoid being injured. But..."

He looked at Chen Feng, and a playful smile appeared on his face: "Even if someone admits defeat, I will pretend to be unable to hear it. Today, he will definitely lose his life on the life and death stage."

The letters opposite Chen Feng were the peak cultivation level of the second level of the Divine Gate Realm. He looked at Chen Feng and said in a tone like a cat-catching mouse: "Chen Feng, I didn't expect that I actually got the first prize today."

"Do you know that all our Yan family disciples want to draw with you and want to be opponents with you."

"You are the lowest-strength disciples who participated in the family competition this time. When you are separated from you, you can easily play with you and play with you, and you will definitely advance."

He laughed and said, "Don't worry, as a reward for you, I won't let you lose so easily. I will play with you."

Chen Feng said in a cold voice: "Are you finished?"

Yan Zimu's face changed and she shouted sternly: "How dare you talk to me like this?"

Chen Feng said coldly: "If you want to fight, just fight. Why do you do so much nonsense?"

In Chen Feng's opinion, Yan Zimu was extremely ridiculous. He was simply a clown who jumped into the peak of the second level of the Divine Gate Realm. He had killed many opponents of this kind of cultivation.

Yan Zimu could not resist his three moves, but what was ridiculous was that he was still arrogant here.

Yan Zimu's eyes instantly became cold and he said in a cold voice: "Okay, since you are looking for death, I will fulfill your wish!"

The battle between the two is about to reach.

At this moment, Yan Zigui suddenly looked at Yan Zimu and shouted coldly: "Second, have you not heard what I said just now? Now admit defeat immediately. Chen Feng is my opponent!"

"What? Brother, did you tell me to admit defeat?" Yan Zimu looked at Yan Zigui in disbelief and exclaimed.

Yan Zimu and Yan Zigui are legitimate brothers and fathers and mothers, but their relationship has always been very bad.

Yan Zigui is extremely talented and powerful, but his personality is also very domineering. He is the only one who bullies Yan Zimu since he was a child. Moreover, he is too strong and talented, so he can't breathe even if he is a mother.

Yan Zimu aimed at him and practiced crazily to chase him desperately, but unfortunately he couldn't catch up. Later, this worship turned into hatred and fear.

He thought he could kill Chen Feng and advance calmly, but at this time his brother forced him to admit defeat and let Chen Feng advance, which made him extremely angry.

But he was extremely afraid of his brother, so he dared not refute it.

At this time, Yan Zigui looked at him majestic and said in a deep voice: "I asked you to give up on your own initiative, didn't you hear it? I want this waste to keep winning until I face me!"

His tone became much more severe, and he was obviously a little angry.

Yan Zimu felt the change in his tone and immediately shivered, and was extremely afraid and dared not delay any more.

He looked at Chen Feng with a resentful look on his face, and exuded all the anger he suffered from Yan Zigui to Chen Feng, and shouted coldly: "You little beast, wait for me, sooner or later, I will deal with you!"

As he said that, he shouted angrily at the elder who was hosting the competition: "I admit defeat."

As he said that, he got off the competition stage.

No one expected that such a result would be the result. He didn't even see the battle between Chen Feng and Yan Zimu. Yan Zimu was forced to admit defeat by Yan Zigui.

Chen Feng was also a little stunned, then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and shook his head helplessly.

He was obviously smiling bitterly, but Yan Zigui thought he was smiling proudly.

Yan Zigui glared at him with disdain and contempt: "By relying on picking up cheaply, he is still proud here. Waste is just waste, and there is no chance at all."

Chen Feng smiled coldly, too lazy to pay attention to him.

On the viewing platform, many elders were talking.

Some people said, "Is it a bit inappropriate or careless to do this? What if Chen Feng really has some strength?"

Someone next to him immediately snorted coldly and retorted: "How is that possible? If Chen Feng hadn't had a sneak attack just now, even the fifth elder could not be injured. He was just the strength of the first level building of the Divine Gate Realm. Not to mention the return of Yan Zi, even the other disciples in the clan could defeat him."
Chapter completed!