Chapter 1965: I remember you!

Chen Feng glanced at the corner of his mouth and a smile suddenly appeared: "Then, if I kill all of your disciples in the Big Competition, can I also step your face in the mud?"
"Isn't it, it can also make you suffer endless humiliation?"
"What? What did you say?" Duan Yushan and others were taken aback for a moment, and then there was a burst of disdainful ridicule.
"Haha, this lower court disciple is really arrogant!"
"Yes, this is the most arrogant disciple of the Lower Court I have seen in these years, he dare to say that he can beat us!"
"Don't he know? His strength is far from ours!"
Everyone in the middle court burst into laughter.
Suddenly, Duan Yushan smiled, staring at Chen Feng, and said in a cold voice, "You are the rookie king this time, but do you think this rookie king represents how good you are?"
"Boy, you are too naive, any disciple from here can easily kill you!"
"You rookie king, I bet you won't survive tomorrow morning!"
"Yes!" The short and chubby young man laughed and said, "The first adult, I am looking forward to meeting him in the first round, so I will teach him a bitter lesson!"
"How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?" The burly young man glared at him fiercely, and suddenly his smile turned into a joke: "You will meet him if you want to meet him? I want to meet him again!"
They babbled: "Haha, we all want to meet him in the first round."
Everyone knows that to eat persimmons should be soft.
Chen Feng suddenly raised his head and stared at them, his eyes like a cold electricity.
His hands point to these people one by one. I don't know why, these middle courtyard disciples who laughed at Chen Feng, felt Chen Feng's gaze at this time, all of them were a little palpitating.
Chen Feng nodded them from beginning to end, and then said softly: "There are five people in total."
"Don't worry, you five, I remember!"
"In the Big Competition, as long as you are touched by me, you will never survive! I will directly kill you!"
Chen Feng's words are decisive, like the truth, as if he had made some vow!
With that, Chen Feng turned and left.
And his action made Jian Mingjun a little stunned, and quickly followed.
It wasn't until Chen Feng turned and left that those people were relieved.
Then, they burst into a burst of disdainful laughter, and in a blink of an eye, Chen Feng and Jian Mingjun came to the highest point of this floating mountain.
On that high platform!
When Chen Feng arrived, more than ten people were already standing on the high platform.
The head is a white-haired old man, wearing a golden robe, his body is like a deep sea, extremely huge.
Chen Feng felt it for a while, and suddenly felt a tremor in his heart!
The strength of this old man is unfathomable!
The upper, middle and lower houses are divided into gold, silver and bronze.
Today Jian Mingjun is wearing a copper-colored robe, while the first Duan Yushan in the middle courtyard just now is wearing a silver robe.
Obviously, this old man is the first in the upper house.
Behind this old man, there are ten young people standing. The oldest of these ten young people is already more than 40 years old, and the youngest is 27 years old.
Anyway, they are bigger than Chen Feng.
These ten people are the top ten disciples of the upper court, and their strength, the weakest, is almost the same as the strongest disciples of the middle court just now.
Chen Feng even felt the aura of terror from a few people!
Especially among them, a cold woman in white clothes and a pale blue long sword on her back gave Chen Feng a feeling like a sea.
"This woman is definitely not what I can match!"
Chen Feng whispered to himself: "The top ten disciples of the upper court are indeed well-deserved, and they are the essence of the outer court!"
The old man in the golden robe is the first upper house in Han Zhao.
He slowly nodded towards Jian Mingjun, and the top ten disciples of the upper courtyard behind him gave Chen Feng a faint glance and never looked at him again.
In their eyes, this disciple of the lower court, the so-called rookie king, would not pose any threat to them at all, so there is no need to take it seriously.
In addition to them, hundreds of disciples gathered on this square.
This time, the entire outer courtyard competition is open to all disciples. Anyone who wants to see it can watch. Even the disciples of the lower courtyard can come to the floating mountain where the upper courtyard is located!
Soon, the few people in the middle courtyard also arrived.
At this time, in the small hall at the end of the square, the door suddenly opened, and an elder strode out.
This elder had the emblem of the mountain and the sea embroidered on his robe. When Chen Feng saw it, he was still an acquaintance. It was Zhou Changhai who presided over the competition.
Elder Shanhai is qualified to preside over this level of competition!
At this time, Chen Feng knew how lucky he was when he took the talent selection test on the day he first entered the sect.
Because generally speaking, the four levels of elders in the sect, Zihuo elder and Shanhai elder correspond to the outer courtyard. In the outer courtyard, even if they are promoted to the upper courtyard, the highest-level elder that can be seen is nothing but Elder Shanhai. That's it.
Some disciples from the outer courtyard have never seen Elder Shahdi in their entire lives, let alone see Elder Chongxiao, that is simply a dream.
Behind Chen Feng, there were two great elders, Liu Chengyi and the old madman, but he didn't mention it to anyone.
Chen Feng is not the kind of person who depends on others.
Behind him was Wei Wuji.
At this moment, Wei Wuji's expression was gray and his eyes were hollow, obviously he hadn't been relieved from the defeat of the previous few days.
Zhou Changhai slowly nodded to the three heads, and then said in a deep voice: "This time, I will host the Outer Court Grand Competition."
"Everyone, for this competition, one person was discharged from the lower house, five from the middle house, and ten from the upper house, a total of 16 people!"
"Since you are standing on this high platform, the sixteen people are equal, no difference between strong and weak!"
"Since you dare to come, you must be prepared to face any strong man. Therefore, the sixteen of us are not fighting the upper house and the upper house, the middle house and the middle house, but mixing together!"
He acted extremely swiftly and immediately said: "Now draw!"
"Of course, it's me!"
Saying that a lottery appeared in his hand, and then said: "Now, the sixteen of you stand up."
"Yes!" The sixteen disciples responded in unison, standing in a row.
Then, Zhou Changhai pointed at Chen Feng and said, "Starting with you, the first draw I draw is yours, and the second draw is your left hand, and so on."
Then, before everyone could speak, he drew out a lottery and threw it in front of Chen Feng with two huge words written on it: "Jiayi."