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King of Gods – Chapter 1248


Chapter 1248 – Zhao Yufei Attack


With the core disciples of the Spiritual Race Zhang Yutong and Jin Wei taking the lead, the surrounding disciples began to voice their disapproval. Although they did not want to offend Zhao Yufei, the sight of their goddess holding the hand of a foreign man was difficult to swallow. Moreover, Zhao Feng was only a fringe disciple; the status between him and them was like between heaven and earth.


“He's just a fringe student? He really doesn't respect the rules!" Wei Qingying shouted out loud from next to the Demon God Luo Yu. He originally felt it was very strange that Zhao Feng managed to be promoted to an inner disciple so quickly, but as it turned out, he was only a fringe disciple.


"Get out of here!" Jin Wei angrily looked at Zhao Feng and shouted. He had just lost a battle, so only by humiliating Zhao Feng could he vent his spleen.


It's over! Nearby, Pan Hao rose from his shocked stupor and lowered his head with a sigh.


He was the one who brought Zhao Feng along, and now that this matter was revealed, he would find it difficult to break away from any responsibility. Moreover, Zhao Feng had offended most of the inner disciples and core disciples here. Once they found out that he was the one who brought Zhao Feng, their anger would spread to him as well as the inner disciple faction that belonged to him.


"I'm the one who let him come!" Zhao Yufei suddenly said, and then he turned to Zhao Feng with a gentle look in his eyes.


The crowd that had threatened Zhao Feng was instantly dumbfounded.


"Yufei, you .." Jin Wei fell silent. Zhao Yufei did not know that Zhao Feng would even appear here, so how could he let him come? It was clear that Zhao Yufei was siding with Zhao Feng.


“Yufei, if you insist on defending him, we can't do anything about it, but the person you like seems a little too short of a backbone. Does he only know how to stand behind you and make you block the storm for him?” Zhang Yutong looked at Zhao Feng and sneered.


Zhao Yufei was a core disciple of the Spiritual Race and was well-liked by many elders, so if Zhao Yufei wanted to side with Zhao Feng, they could do nothing. Thus, Zhang Yutong chose to go to Zhao Feng instead!


"Someone who can only rely on a woman!"


"If you have the guts, get out there and take responsibility!"


The surrounding disciples all began to flout Zhao Fengs behavior as a shameless person.


"Brother Feng, ignore them!" Zhao Yufei's hand tightened his grip.


Zhao Feng was only a fringe disciple of the Spiritual Race. He has no support or protector. If he was truly responsible for his actions, he would definitely suffer a severe punishment. These inner disciples and core disciples would be able to easily deal with Zhao Feng.


But at this moment, Zhao Feng stepped forward and calmly looked at Zhang Yutong.


Other than Kong Die, who was watching all this with a smile on his face, everyone was shocked by Zhao Fengs actions. He really stepped forward!


“This conference has no clear rules stating that fringe disciples cannot take part,” Zhao Feng said calmly.


Everyone nodded. There really is no such rule. However, invitations were only given to the core disciples and some inner disciples.


"Right, but the invitation was not given to the periphery ..." Zhang Yutong did not know what Zhao Feng was doing, but his voice remained cold and indifferent.


But he was too shocked to continue, and the second half of his sentence was swallowed back down his throat. At this moment, everyone was staring in amazement at the invitation in Zhao Feng's hands!


"This kid actually has an invitation!" Pan Hao's eyes rounded in shock as he realized that he was not worried about anything.


"Hows it? He is a fringe disciple! How did he get the invitation !? ”


"Suckers! Who gave it to her!?”


Some people in the crowd gently cursed softly.


Those who had the right to issue invitations were the core disciples, who held the most authority in this conference. How could Zhao Feng meet a core disciple before the conference?


But there was no doubt that Zhao Feng had obtained the invitation, so he clearly had the right to attend this conference.


“Mati Small!” Zhao Yufei glanced at Kong Die excitedly and realized that Kong Die had a face that said, "You owe me one."


Kong Die then turned his head to Zhao Feng, his eyes turning grim. In fact, he also did not believe that Zhao Feng was a match for Zhao Yufei, because there were too many people who were better than Zhao Feng among Zhao Yufei's suitors.


Only from the people present, Zhang Yutong was a Rank Six True Divinity who could annihilate Zhao Feng as if he was a speck of dust. There were also many core disciples who did not participate in this conference because they were in seclusion, and there were also core disciples from other factions in the Ziling Zone.


If he did not hear Zhao Yufei mention Zhao Feng often and saw the worried and agitated face he put on, Kong Die would never help Zhao Feng by giving him an invitation.


The crowd gradually retreated.


“You – shouldn't you leave this place?” At this moment, Zhao Feng turned his gaze to Jin Wei and spoke coldly.


Jin Wei's face froze, and then he remembered that his bet with Zhao Feng determined that the loser would leave the conference. He never imagined that he would lose, so he did not think about this bet.


Jin Wei's gaze was so ferocious that it seemed like he wanted to devour Zhao Feng whole. In the end, he left with an angry harrumph. Even though he lost the battle with Zhao Feng, he had many methods available to him in the Spiritual Race to get rid of Zhao Feng.


As Jin Wei left, a green-skinned man came to her.


"Sister Jin Wei, where are you going?" Zhao Lanyi curiously asked. He arrived late because he was in seclusion, but he considered the conference unfinished.


Jin Wei's mood was really bad and could not be bothered to chat with Zhao Lanyi. Therefore, he left without glancing at Zhao Lanyi.


Zhao Lanyi was a bit awkward entering the conference.


“Mm? Zhao Feng!?” Zhao Lanyi immediately saw the figure of Zhao Feng standing in the large open in the middle of the conference.


At this moment, Zhao Feng was still standing on the battle stage while Zhao Yufei was standing not far behind him. Wasn't this a good time for him to force Zhao Feng to fight and show off his strength?!


Thumping!


Zhao Lanyi jumped onto the stage.


“Zhao Feng, you are bullying my younger cousin. As an older cousin, I must avenge this injustice!” Zhao Lanyi looked at Zhao Feng, a faint smile on her lips.


He was an exemplary inner disciple, a Rank Four True God who was even stronger than some core disciples.


The surrounding crowd was extremely silent with strange expressions on their faces. For an inner disciple like Zhao Lanyi to dare to challenge someone Zhao Yufei liked was simply suicide in their eyes. Moreover, Zhao Fengs own strength could not be underestimated.


But Zhao Feng ruined the scene of everyone present, with some core disciples already thinking about how to get rid of him. As a result, they were all hoping to see Zhao Lanyi and Zhao Feng fight so that they could get the true measure of Zhao Fengs strength.


However, the inner disciples allied with Zhao Lanyi would naturally tell him what was going on.


"Zhao Lanyi, that boy is very strong, and he also has some sort of relationship with Zhao Yufei!" someone secretly sent a message.


"What?" Zhao Lanyi's desire to fight was instantly extinguished.


At this moment, he finally realized that Zhao Yufei was looking at him with a bone-chilling gaze.


Zhao Lanyi somewhat regretted her decision to come a little late, which resulted in her not knowing the relationship between Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei. Even if he really defeated Zhao Feng, he would only offend Zhao Yufei.


But now that he had ridden a tiger, it was difficult to descend back. He had just challenged Zhao Feng to a war, and Zhao Feng still had not replied. Now, Zhao Lanyi could only silently pray for Zhao Feng to refuse.


“Brother Feng has just competed. Let me replace him.” Zhao Yufei stepped forward, her beautiful face becoming a layer of ice.


"No! Miss Yufei, this may be a little inappropriate” Zhao Lanyi hurriedly replied in surprise.


Zhao Yufei was a core disciple with a thick bloodline and outstanding cultivation talent. He was outstanding in every aspect and someone he did not dare offend. Moreover, Zhao Yufei had always been a woman he admired, so he found himself unable to attack her.


“Nothing inappropriate about it!” Zhao Yufei's eyes shone with an ice-cold light.


Bzzz!


Zhao Yufei's skin suddenly became like a transparent crystal that glowed with a purple luster. The great bloodline energy made the Heaven Earth Yuan Qi in the area turbulent and turbulent.


With a wave of his hand, the purple light barrier flew forward. The pressure from the Spiritual Race bloodline held Zhao Lanyi back in various ways, making it impossible to dodge, so he could only do everything in his power to fend off this blow.


The explosion! Bang out!


Zhao Lanyi flew backwards from the burst of purple crystal shards. Many parts in his body had crystallized, even the blood dripping from his lips had frozen into a red crystal.


"Zhao Yufei is even more skilled at using his bloodline!"


"Fourth Rank True God Zhao Lanyi was defeated in a single blow by Zhao Yufei!"


The surrounding disciples were all mesmerized by this sight.


The jealousy within the Conferred God Luo Yu thickened. He was no longer even able to pick up a single technique from Zhao Yufei.


As Zhao Yufei turned around, the cold and harsh expression on her face melted into a gentle and affectionate gaze. He once again took Zhao Feng's hand and took him away from the conference.


"Yufei, the thickness of your bloodline seems to be greater than anyone else from the Spiritual Race," Zhao Feng muttered in shock. He had never imagined that Zhao Yufei would be as dazzling in the Spiritual Race as in the Continent Zone.


"Hehe, I'm nothing compared to you!" Zhao Yufei gave off a rare shy hue.


No matter the time or place, he would always regard Zhao Feng as an insurmountable mountain. Even now, Zhao Yufei was convinced that Zhao Feng was much stronger than anyone had imagined.


Pan Hao watched in envy as the number one beauty of the Spiritual Race brought Zhao Feng out of his sight. "This kid, he already knew Zhao Yufei!"


Even before the conference started, Zhao Feng destroyed Jin Wei, and Zhao Yufei defeated Zhao Lanyi in one hit, after which the two joined hands.


The core disciples present had lost any semblance of elegance or elegance. Only a few inner disciples were still cheerfully chatting with some core disciples.


"Heh, Sister Luo Yu, even though this conference is a mess, this is not necessarily bad for you!" Wei Qingying cunningly smiled as she spoke to the Demon God Luo Yu.


"really. The upper echelons of the Spiritual Race would not allow Zhao Yufei to gather with trash.”


Now that the Demon God Luo Yu thought about it, Wei Qingying's words were quite reasonable. Bravely grabbing Zhao Yufei, Zhao Feng had plunged himself into tragedy. Moreover, Zhao Yufei who provoked the upper echelons of the Spiritual Race and the other core disciples was exactly what the Conferred God Luo Yu wanted.


No one knew that the upper echelons of the Spiritual Race had been watching this conference the entire time.


“This boy is the one Zhao Yufei has always cared about? How did he get to the Spiritual Race?”


“It seems like the arrival of this brat allowed Zhao Yufei to achieve a small breakthrough. He even has stronger control over his bloodline now!”


"No matter what, we can't let this boy's low-class bloodline pollute the Spiritual Race bloodline!"


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