Dragon Ball Battle System

Chapter 32 The Arrival of the Martial Arts Conference
"Master...the master, you are here." An apprentice swallowed and whispered after seeing Cheng Zijie.

There was an evil smile from the corner of Cheng Zijie's mouth. At this time, he was wearing a black robe, and the pupils of his eyes had disappeared, replaced by completely black eyeballs.

There was a chilly aura all over him, and anyone standing around Cheng Zijie would feel as though their strength had been taken away.The apprentice in front of him felt even worse, which made Cheng Zijie even more terrifying in this person's heart.

"Has the martial arts hall been cleaned up?" Cheng Zijie looked around and said casually.

The apprentice nodded quickly, and he told Cheng Zijie everything that had happened in the past ten days. When Luo Feng was mentioned, the apprentice's voice paused.

Cheng Zijie glanced at him and said softly, "What's wrong?"

"Master, now people are saying that you and that boy from the Qingshan Martial Arts Hall will have a life-and-death duel at the Martial Arts Conference. Everyone in Yancheng knows about this." The apprentice carefully glanced at Cheng Zijie , said.

Cheng Zijie frowned, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then said: "Oh! That kid is very confident, hehe, yes, he defeated me after all."

The apprentice glanced at Cheng Zijie, and then hurriedly lowered his head. Now Cheng Zijie's state was too weird, and the chill in his heart became more and more intense, as if he would be eaten by the other party in the next moment.

Cheng Zijie looked at the apprentice in front of him and asked, "You are very afraid of me."

The apprentice trembled and lowered his head even lower, not daring to answer.

Cheng Zijie nodded and said, "Well, this is your normal reaction. After all, I'm afraid of myself."

Cheng Zijie looked at his hands, a black air flowed between his fingers, and suddenly, he pressed his palm on the apprentice's head.

The apprentice felt that his eyes went dark, and then his strength was taken away little by little, and his breathing became more and more rapid. In the end, the whole person began to suffocate.

Seeing the apprentice's struggle, Cheng Zijie laughed cruelly. The black air in his hand completely enveloped the apprentice, sucking away the opponent's energy and essence, and absorbed it by himself.

Not long after, the apprentice in front of Cheng Zijie became a mummy. Feeling his new power, he laughed wildly.

"This is the power of God, boy, just wait, I will suck you dry, and let you experience what true despair is." Cheng Zijie yelled frantically.

"Dong dong!"

"Um?!"

When Cheng Zijie heard the sound, he turned his head and found that there were several people looking at him and the corpse on the ground in horror. They saw the scene just now in the dark and wanted to escape, but they made a noise.

"Do you want to escape!" Cheng Zijie smiled cruelly.

Seeing this, several people knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Master, please forgive us!"

Cheng Zijie walked towards them slowly, shook his head and said, "Don't be so afraid, because it's useless to be afraid."

Black air gradually blew out of Cheng Zijie's body, covering all the people in front of him.After struggling a few times, they all fell to the ground, their whole bodies flattened and turned into mummified corpses.

Cheng Zijie felt his growing strength, and a look of madness appeared in his eyes. He was looking forward to tomorrow's martial arts conference. At that time, he would definitely kill Luo Feng to avenge his shame.

No one knew about the Xincheng Martial Arts, and Luo Feng would never have imagined that his enemy had become a demon now.

Finally, in Luo Feng's anticipation, the time for the martial arts conference has arrived.

The Martial Arts Conference was held in a gymnasium on the outskirts of Yancheng. The gymnasium was large enough to accommodate ten thousand people. Various sports events could be held inside. It was one of the more famous buildings in Yancheng.

Luo Shan brought Luo Feng to the meeting place. Although Luo Feng had heard of the Martial Arts Conference before, this was his first time participating, so Luo Feng was very curious.

Luo Feng came to the gymnasium. The entire gymnasium was distributed in a circle, with a football field in the middle and auditoriums all around. If you were sitting at a high place, you would even need a telescope to see the situation below.

However, although the hall is very large, it is nothing to supernatural warriors.Almost every awakened person has sharp eyes and ears, and can see clearly even at a long distance.

Luo Feng stood on the outside, looking at the whole situation in the arena, he couldn't help feeling a little shocked.I saw that Qianqiannei had already seated and returned to their seats. These people came from various martial arts gyms, and each gym owner brought his own apprentices. Some martial arts gyms had a few people, and some martial arts gyms had more than a dozen people. The most martial arts gym came directly with 40 people.

Although Luo Feng knew that there were many martial arts gyms in Yancheng, seeing this scene today gave Luo Feng a more direct feeling.

"Uncle, I'll go first." Luo Feng pointed to the rostrum in the front row, and said to Luo Shan.

Luo Shan nodded, and then took Luo Qingqing, Wu Xin and others to the location of the Qingshan Martial Arts School. Because of Luo Feng's relationship, the Qingshan Martial Arts Hall was arranged in the first three rows. This is a place where only high-end martial arts halls can stay.

Luo Feng came to the rostrum, he looked at Xiaolan and the others on the rostrum, said hello, and then sat straight on it.After becoming Ling Yan's disciple, Luo Feng's status has also increased, and he can also receive good treatment in the adjudication branch.

The reason why Xiaolan and others arranged Luo Feng on the rostrum was to tell everyone that Luo Feng had a very close relationship with the Judgment Office, and if other people wanted to harm Luo Feng, they had to weigh whether they could provoke him Judgment office.

There are not many people in the Judgment Branch, and there are only ten people on the rostrum. The annual martial arts conference, the attendance of the Judgment Branch is almost fixed, so most of the masters and apprentices of these martial arts schools in Yancheng I know them, but there is one more person on the rostrum today, which surprised many people.

"Hey, who is that boy, why is he sitting on the rostrum?"

"I don't know, maybe he is a son of an official with a background, otherwise, it would be impossible to sit there at such a young age."

"It's true that people are more popular than people. Even if we work hard for ten years, we still can't match them."

"Hey, if your father was the boss of the Tribunal, you would probably be a cadre of the Tribunal by now."

Some people who didn't know the truth were guessing Luo Feng's identity. Luo Feng sat on the rostrum, but he attracted a wave of hatred.After all, he is too young and rarely shows up in front of people. Even if he and Cheng Zijie were publicized for a life-and-death duel before, he was only famous but no one has seen him.

Luo Feng sat there leisurely, not paying attention to other people's eyes at all, his eyes were fixed on the door, motionless.

Luo Feng waited slowly, and the time passed by, and other martial arts gyms that had not been there before were also in place one after another during this period of time.Luo Feng watched people come in one after another, and the time to start the meeting was getting closer, but the person he was waiting for still didn't come.

"Don't you dare to come?" Luo Feng sneered.

Xiaolan who was beside him said, "There are still 5 minutes. Now that the news has been released, if Cheng Zijie wants to stay in Yancheng, he has to come."

As soon as Xiaolan finished speaking, Cheng Zijie walked in slowly. Cheng Zijie came alone in the entire Xincheng Martial Arts Gym.

"Hmm! There's something wrong with his aura!" Luo Feng stared at Cheng Zijie in the distance, thinking to himself.

(End of this chapter)