The guests who were watching the game seemed particularly comfortable as they enjoyed the food and chatted easily.

"I never thought that the kid from the Ma family could beat the people from the Chen family." An audience member said in surprise while gnawing on the chicken leg in his hand.

The person next to him seemed calmer. He took a sip of wine and answered slowly, "Winning was just a fluke. Don't jump to conclusions too early."

"Lucky? I don't think so." Someone else interrupted, "That kid just defeated four people from Tiandou Academy. He has won five games in a row. This can't be explained by luck."

"He is indeed not weak." Someone nodded in agreement, "It seems that he is another rising genius. I estimate that he will have a place on the next genius list."

"The Ma family of Jiu Tian Ni Huang is one of the most famous families. One person has already made the list this time. If this kid adds another person, then we will have two stars in the family." The person next to him said excitedly.

However, some people disagreed: "No matter how many stars there are, they are not as numerous and powerful as the Chen family. The number of people in the Chen family on the Tianjiao list is not comparable to that of the Ma family."

"That's true." Everyone nodded.

The topic gradually shifted to the Tianjiao Ranking, and someone sighed: "The Tianjiao Ranking has been surging in recent years, and many geniuses have emerged. This time, there are more than 20 newcomers on the Tianjiao Ranking, which is unprecedented."

"I don't know who the Chen family will let play next." Someone guessed curiously.

"Anyway, the six people from the Chen family who made the list will definitely not play." Someone said firmly, "Otherwise, it will be ugly if the big bully the small."

"Of course." Another person said, "After all, the Ma family and the Chen family are close friends, so this kind of situation will never happen."

"In this way, the next competition will be interesting." Everyone nodded when they heard this.

………………

Seeing that the incense stick was about to burn out, Chen Mu couldn't help but mutter: "Who's next?!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Bin said without hesitation, "I'll do it."

At this time, Chen Xiaojun had already sat down in his seat safely.

He turned his head and glanced at Chen Bin beside him, and said in a low voice: "Seventh Brother, your strength is comparable to that of Eighth Brother. If you fight against this Ma Liang, you may be able to win, but it will definitely be after a fierce tug-of-war to see the outcome."

After hearing this, Chen Bin fell silent. He knew that what Chen Xiaojun said was true. Compared with Ma Liang, his strength did not have an overwhelming advantage.

Chen Xiaojun continued, "This battle is our Chen family's first battle. We must fight with great momentum and win with ease."

"So, let's get someone else."

Chen Feng asked doubtfully, "Is there anyone in our family who is at the Great Soul Master level, stronger than the Seventh and Eighth Brothers?"

Chen Xiaojun did not answer directly, but shouted to the other corner: "Wuneng, you go up later and make him admit defeat sincerely."

Chen Xiaojun's words stunned Chen Feng and Chen Bin and the others. To be honest, Zhu Wuneng basically did not take any action after they reunited.

During the limited times that Zhu Wuneng fought, he always took it slow, and it was unclear whether he was being lazy or trying to hide his incompetence.

Only Chen Mu came back to his senses and smiled suddenly.

Zhu Wuneng, who was chatting and laughing with Yu Zhengjun, immediately responded after hearing this: "Hey, Master, I understand."

He stood up, straightened his clothes, and prepared to go on stage.

Yu Zhengjun looked at Zhu Wuneng and joked, "It seems that you are your master's trump card."

Zhu Wuneng smiled helplessly, "Ah, there's nothing I can do. It's a life of hard work. Being handsome means you have a lot of troubles."

As he said that, he walked towards the ring, leaving Yu Zhengjun speechless, "How did I lose to this guy?!"

...............

Ma Liang looked at the slightly burly fat man in front of him and asked speechlessly, "Little Fatty, are you my opponent in this match?"

Zhu Wuneng habitually scratched his ears, looking nonchalant, "No way, no one expected you to beat the Eighth Young Master."

"The Eighth Young Master seldom goes out, so he has relatively little combat experience."

"As for me, I've rolled in the mud a few times, so I came up to learn a few tricks from you."

As he said this, he puffed out his belly and looked like he was ready to fight.

Hearing this, Ma Liang clenched his fists, emitting a strong fighting spirit, "Then let me see what's so special about you."

Zhu Wuneng suddenly waved his hand, "Oh, wait, sign up first."

"My name is Zhu Wuneng, and I'm also level 27 now (I've leveled up again), ten years old, just like you, you still don't suffer any loss or take advantage of others."

He grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted from the bottom of the arena:

"Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Wuneng!"

"Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Wuneng!"

"Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Wuneng!"

The sounds came one after another, mixed with the screams of many young girls. Gao Cuilan and her young ladies were among them. They were obviously students of Chang'an College, and they were waving their arms excitedly at the moment.

At the same time, the people from Tiandou Academy were gloating, "It's just right, let that arrogant Ma family kid know that there are always people better than you."

Ma Liang raised his eyebrows and looked around. He couldn't help but wonder, "Is this guy so famous?"

"Marshal Tianpeng Zhu Wuneng? I seem to have seen this name on the Tianjiao List." One of the guests sounded familiar and began to look through the Tianjiao List.

"I found his information. He's ranked 88th on the Tianjiao list!" the man shouted in surprise. Everyone gathered around to check Zhu Wuneng's information.

I saw that Zhu Wuneng's page on the Tianjiao Ranking recorded his information in detail, which was quite interesting:

Rank: 88th

Name: Zhu Wuneng

Sex: Male

Nickname: Marshal Tianpeng

Age: Under 12 years old

Martial Soul: Marshal Tianpeng (new variant martial soul, suspected to be the king's martial soul)

Innate Soul Power: Suspected Level 9

Soul Master Level: Level 26

Affiliation: Qisha Jianchen family, follower of No. 5 Xiao Hongchen

Personal resume: None

Personal achievements: Debuted in the small beast tide in Hanhai City in May 2535, performed outstandingly, and fought for three hours;

In June, he made a big splash in the conflict between the Ji and Liu families in Chang'an City and the Scarlet Church. He was suspected to have teamed up with Xiao Hongchen and five or six other teenagers to kill a Soul Douluo from the Scarlet Church.

Competed with the 90th-ranked Yu Zhengjun and defeated him by crossing levels.

Summary: Super genius, gifted, rich in combat experience, good at cross-level battles, adverse battles, and protracted battles. In a word, except for his low level, everything else is excellent!

The most eye-catching is the portrait of him possessed by his martial spirit and holding the Nine-toothed Rake, looking majestic and domineering.

"Have you ever surrounded and killed a Contra?!" the person next to him exclaimed, his tone filled with undisguised shock.

"Such a super genius is actually a follower?"

Everyone was talking about it and were surprised at Zhu Wuneng's identity and strength.

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