The close-knit mad soldier of the beautiful president

When walking out from the attic, Mi Da also brought Huang Yating out from the No. [-] attic.

At this time, Huang Yating had long since lost her former arrogance, she just followed Mi Da silently, occasionally raised her eyes to look at Ye Feng, and then looked away hastily, like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

Mida still looked familiar. After seeing Ye Feng, he smiled heartily and said, "Boss Ye."

He knows Ye Feng's temperament, he is not the kind of violent person, as long as he doesn't do too much, Ye Feng will often turn a blind eye.

Hearing Mida's cry, Ye Feng just nodded slightly, and then rushed to yesterday's square.

Before leaving, Ye Feng looked at the location of the No. [-] attic, but found that the door of the attic was still closed, and there was no sound and no sign of people inside.

The Taoist master who was supposed to live there didn't know why he didn't come.

Shaking his head, after putting away the thoughts in his mind, Ye Feng was ready to go to the square, but just after walking a few steps, several martial arts masters also came out from the attic on the other side.

Most of these people arrived today, rested in the attic for a while, and then came out.

When those people saw Ye Feng and the others who came out at the same time, they glanced casually. From the surprise when they looked at Mida, to the bewilderment when Ye Feng was puzzled, their expressions were almost the same.

The strength that Mida showed now was at the peak of martial arts, he did not deliberately suppress his aura, and he was discovered by someone who was also a master at a glance, so he was naturally surprised.

After all, a master at the pinnacle of martial arts is a bit higher than an ordinary master.

But when everyone looked at Ye Feng again, they could clearly perceive that Ye Feng only had the strength of the initial stage of inner strength.

They all know that anyone who can live in this attic is at least the strength of a master, and it is inevitable that a person with early internal strength will suddenly appear.

It is even more curious that this peak of martial arts is also mixed with an early stage of inner strength.

A person with a warm temperament, seeing these two strange combinations, came up to say hello with a smile: "Are you two also here to participate in the Martial Arts Conference?"

Ye Feng didn't speak, but Mi Da pouted and said, "This is not nonsense."

"Uh……"

Hearing this, such a rough-looking man was suddenly embarrassed.

Although these words were indeed nonsense, they were only used to say hello, and it would only be embarrassing if Mida said it directly.

But the man just scratched his head, and then said, "My name is Qian Guangkun, I don't know how to call you two?"

"Ye Shisan!" Ye Feng finished calmly, and Mi Da also reported his name.

Hearing this, Qian Guangkun immediately cupped his hands and said, "So it's Brother Ye and Master Mi."

Qian Guangkun made a slight distinction between the names of Ye Feng and Mi Da, but from his attitude, he couldn't feel any emotion of contempt. It seemed that he also looked at Ye Feng with low strength like Mi Da.

"Since the two of you are also going to participate in the Martial Arts Conference, how about going together?" Qian Guangkun took the initiative to invite.

"it is good!"

After replying a word briefly, Ye Feng lifted his foot and left, followed by Mi Da.

Qian Guangkun hesitated for a moment, then followed up with a smile, chatting with the two of them casually.

After traveling with Qian Guangkun for a while, Ye Feng soon regretted his decision to let this person travel together.

The reason is simple, this guy is just like Mida, he is also a standard chatterbox.

These two chatterboxes collided, and to Ye Feng, it was simply a human tragedy.

During the short distance of a few minutes, the two exchanged at least a hundred sentences, which seemed to be to take into account Ye Feng's emotions. Qian Guangkun also asked Ye Feng to insert a few words from time to time, making Ye Feng unbearable.

However, during Qian Guangkun's conversation, he also got some useful information, such as the martial arts conference of the Han family.

"Hey! You two, have you heard the purpose of the Han family holding the Martial Arts Conference this time?" Qian Guangkun suddenly whispered mysteriously.

"Isn't it just calling a group of people to fight! What purpose can it have?" Mi Da said with a curled lip.

In his world, this kind of martial arts conference is nominally a group of people competing in martial arts, but in fact they are just here to fight, to compare whose fists are harder, and to compete for the right to speak.

Hearing Mida's explanation, Qian Guangkun was choked and coughed.

He had discovered Mida's temperament, which definitely belonged to the kind of heart that had no limits. In the ancient martial arts world of Huaguo, the martial arts conference held only once a year was just said to be a group of people fighting.

However, this explanation still makes people feel so graphic, which is very uncomfortable.

After imagining a group of warriors fighting in a ring, Qian Guangkun hurriedly shook his head, put aside the image in his mind, and explained: "In the past, most of the martial arts conferences were from families of sects. It’s all just to show off one’s own strength and raise one’s status in the sect, but I heard that the martial arts conference held by the Han family today doesn’t seem to be planning a routine martial arts competition.”

Mida asked suspiciously: "Why don't you fight? A group of old men, sitting and chatting in the square?"

Hearing about the Martial Arts Conference, Ye Feng also raised his mind and listened patiently to Qian Guangkun.

After being choked again by Mida, Qian Guangkun explained: "I don't know the specifics, after all, I'm just an idle warrior, with no connections, no news channels, just these news, I'm still a friend He told me that when he said this, he had a mysterious look, which seemed very unusual."

The big reason why Qian Guangkun and Ye Feng would say this is because they heard that both of them, like him, had no connections.

This gave him an instant sense of belonging.

Hearing this, Ye Feng couldn't help asking: "Are only those martial artists of these sects aware of this news?"

Qian Guangkun thought for a while, then nodded: "It should be, my friend, he is the descendant of the Qishangquan lineage."

"Seven wounded fist!"

Ye Feng thought for a while, and then announced a name: "Zhang Shi?"

Hearing Ye Feng's name of his friend, Qian Guangkun was not surprised, he just nodded in agreement.

As a warrior of the Hua Kingdom, most of the names of the masters of some sects in China are known.

This lion is the master of Qishangquan, a martial arts master whose strength is considered outstanding among all the masters.

With Qian Guangkun's confirmation, Ye frowned slightly.

Before coming, Xu Yao had told him that the sect seemed to intend to fight against the Ministry of Military Affairs. This time the Han family held the Martial Arts Conference, and the fact that this kind of news was revealed to the sect in advance meant something very unusual.