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"According to the rules of the tournament, my next opponent will be the winner of Stage Six." Hu Ziyun calmly said, as if he did not care who it was.

No matter who his opponent was, he would do as he pleased. If he couldn't defeat his opponent, then he would just admit defeat. In any case, he had exceeded his limit and completed his mission.

"Stage six?" Feng Feiyun was slightly shocked.

Before, the waiter had unintentionally told Feng Zhiling that the two competitors on Stage Six, one a Fourth Rank Warrior and the other a Fifth Rank Warrior, had the highest cultivation among all the participants. No matter who won, Hu Zi's cultivation was unshakable.

Hu Zi noticed Feng Feiyun's expression and comforted him, "Didn't I tell you just now that my goal was to enter the top eight? Now that I've gotten my wish, I don't dare to hope for the next round."

"As usual, I believe that good luck will be on your side." Feng Ji raised his wine cup and smilingly said, "We'll fight with everything we have, we'll fight with everything we have. Don't worry about it too much, let's drink!"

"Yes, drink!" Hu Zi lifted up his bowl and clinked it against the peak. He raised it and drained it in one gulp. Not a single drop was left. He was very straightforward, not caring at all about the outcome of the following match.

In the Black Tortoise Continent, every sect had their own clothing, and Hu Zi's clothing was very ordinary. There were also a few patches on his clothing, so he didn't seem like a disciple from a large sect at all.

Appreciating Hu Zi's attitude, Feng Feiyun curiously asked: "That's right, Hu Zi, who did you learn your cultivation from?"

"I don't have a master, my martial arts have been developed from hunting since I was young." Hu Zi calmly said.

"Awesome!" He took a deep breath and gave Hu Zi a big thumbs up.

He was only fifteen years old and was a First Martial Stage practitioner. However, the other party was even younger than him, and had the strength of a First or Third Martial Warrior. This caused him to be shocked, and he could not help but have a better impression of Hu Zi.

Hu Zi looked at the peak and said with a smile, "There's nothing to be envious about. I believe that Brother Feng will not be any worse than me."

Although Feng Zhiling was a third level martial artist, Hu Zi could feel a certain pressure from him. That pressure told him that he couldn't beat his opponent.

Hu Zi cared a lot about this feeling of his. Every time he faced a high rank magical beast, he would unconsciously feel this kind of pressure.

Previously, he didn't believe that he was so sensitive. However, after going through several dangerous situations, he finally believed it. Even after using all of his strength, he was still unable to kill the magical beast that was pressuring him.

With this experience, as long as he encountered a magical beast that was pressuring him, he would keep his distance.

Hu Zi was strong enough, but Feng Feng Feng believed that he also had the power to fight against him. Moreover, he also believed that as his body unsealed itself, his strength would increase greatly, far surpassing his peers.

Tengfeng continued to size up Hu Zi and asked, "Hu Zi, how do you usually live your life?"

"Normally, I rely on hunting to make a living. Brother Feng, let me tell you, a Class 1 Magical Beast can be sold for 2 gold coins, and a Class 2 Magical Beast can be sold for 10 gold coins. It's pretty profitable." Hu Zi said happily.

"I know that, but what about the magic cores you got from the magical beasts?" "How did you do it?" Tsukiko asks curiously, suddenly having a bad premonition.

Hu Zi scratched his head and asked in confusion, "A magic pill? What is that?"

"A demonic pill is a refined pill formed before the death of a demonic beast. It can also be said to be the essence of a demonic beast's life. It contains a large amount of energy that can be used to replenish the human body's various energies. "A single Rank 1 Magic Pill can be sold for 10 gold coins, but a single Rank 2 Magic Pill can be sold for 100 gold coins …" Feng Feiyun lamented.

Hu Zi was shocked and stood up abruptly. He slapped the table and impulsively said, "Doesn't that mean I have suffered a huge loss? I'll go and get even with him. "

"You've already sold it, and you've even accepted the money. Will the boss still settle the score with you?" In the worst case scenario, they might even call you stupid and beat you up. "

Feng Feng stood up and pulled Hu Zi back. Hu Zi thought about it for a moment and felt that Feng Zhiling's words made a lot of sense, so he could only give up.

"It should be time for the afternoon matches. Let's go."

After saying that, Feng Feiyun walked towards the counter and closed the account book, causing Hu Zi, who was walking over, to scratch his head in embarrassment and said: "Brother Feng, how can I do that? I clearly said that I would be the one to invite you."

"I have eaten my fill alone and my whole family is not hungry. However, you are different, you have an old mother." Feng Feng Feng said with a smile.

Hu Zi habitually scratched his head and said with a smile, "Brother Feng, once I get the reward, I'll treat you to a meal. When the time comes, don't ever refuse, okay?"

The two of them left the restaurant, but before they walked far, they were blocked by a group of people. The one leading them was a tall and skinny youth that was as tall as a bamboo stick. Feng Feiyun didn't know him, but he recognized the few people beside him. They were Fatty Dun, Li Jun, and the rest.

Fatty Dun pointed at Hu Zi and Feng, then said to the young man next to him, "Brother, this person is the one that won against Cousin Li Haotian. The person beside him was the one that gave him advice and won against Cousin Li Haotian."

When Feng heard the way Fatty Li addressed the young man who looked like a bamboo pole, he couldn't help but laugh.

This family was too funny. One was handsome while the other was wretched. One was short and stocky like Wu Dalang, while the other was thin and tall like a monkey. This kind of weirdo would probably only appear once in a thousand years. It was really a mystery how their father had gotten them to come out. If they had the time, they would definitely ask for some advice.

The bamboo pole like youth stared at the peak and asked, "Kid, what are you laughing about?"

"I'm not laughing. I just want to know if you two are blood brothers or not, right?"

The bamboo shoot young man looked at Fatty Li and said, "We are blood brothers who have swapped fake bags."

Li Haoran impatiently said to the bamboo shoot young man, "Li Jun, stop wasting your breath on them. Hurry up and avenge my brother."

Chu Feng couldn't help but give the bamboo shoot youth a big thumbs up, saying in a weird tone, "Li Jun, this name is pretty good, you really are slim."

What Feng didn't know was that Li's parents were very fat, and were both heavyweights above ten kilograms, so they wanted their son to be slim, so they named him Li's' slim 'and got what they wanted.

It was not so good for him to wind down, so his second son named himself Fatty Li, hoping that he would not be as slim as his brother. As a result, after Fatty Li was born, he grew at the same speed, both horizontally and vertically, and became what he was now.

When their parents saw that their two sons, one was too thin and the other was too fat, they all blamed the wrong name. At this time, they were also pregnant, so they named Li Yingjun.

The girl's name, Li Yingjun, seemed to be not bad. However, they had suffered a huge loss when naming their child. They were afraid that when they grew up, they would become a monster that was neither male nor female.

After Li Mei was born, she had really fulfilled their wishes and was a beauty when she was young.

Li Mei will be appearing in the future, so I won't introduce her in detail here.

Hearing Feng Feiyun's teasing tone, Li Xuelin's face darkened. Clenching his fists, he said in a cold voice, "I didn't want to bully the weak at first, you forced me to do this."