Chapter 1779 By Fist
In the main hall, the division is obvious. Basically, a force is gathered together, and there is even some hostility between them. There is no sword.
After Feng Hao followed Jiang Feng to the hall, after a casual glance, his brow lightly flickered, and the smile on his face quietly converged.
What he needs is an iron-plated army, such as the current Qimeng League. Although it looks powerful on the surface, once the crisis time of the alliance, this kind of disadvantage will be highlighted. In that time, it will only speed up the alliance. destruction,
And Jiang Feng on the side naturally saw these subtle changes. His face suddenly sank, and he glanced at the whole hall slightly. Those noises calmed down slowly.
For Jiang Feng, they still respect them sincerely, otherwise, they will not choose to join Qimeng.
"Allied."
After Jiang Feng sat on the top of the hall, everyone in the hall shouted in unison, shaking the whole mountain,
"To call you all today, the only thing is to introduce someone."
Speaking, Jiang Feng motioned for Feng Hao to come to him, and after he stood still, he continued to say, "This young man will be my honorable elder of Qimeng."
"Wow ..."
Waiting for his words to fall down is like throwing a big rock in a calm lake. Suddenly, there will be many voices in the hall.
Honorable elder, this position can be said to be second only to the existence of the leader of the alliance, to enjoy the best resources in the alliance, to be able to mobilize the manpower of the alliance at will, and all the honorary elder needs to do is to name it and give the alliance asylum
There is no doubt that the elder honor can only be sat up by powerful people,
Now, in the eyes of everyone, Feng Hao is just a guy who can enjoy the honorary elder treatment but can't give the alliance asylum.
Therefore, no one in the hall agreed that Feng Hao would become the honorable elder. However, because of Jiang Feng's existence, they did not directly oppose it.
However, their argument and the look on their faces revealed their dissatisfaction, and even some people did not look at Feng Hao at all.
In this world of strong respect, no one has the means to respect a person whose strength is below him.
"You seem very unconvinced that I am an honorary elder."
When Jiang Feng wanted to say something, Feng Hao stopped him, then glanced at the crowd in the hall, his voice was clear, the audience rang, his chin lifted down, it seemed to be provoking to everyone,
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the whole hall became tense.
"It's just a kid who's stinking, why do you make an honorable elder?"
Seeing Jiang Feng not speaking for a long time, a rude, brash man could not bear it for the first time, stood up, and groaned roughly,
"It's Hu Yan ..."
"I heard that in the past few years, he has broken through the ninth level of the holy order ..."
"His ... I have heard that he is talented, and he can reach such a state within three thousand years. I am afraid that the potential will be unlimited in the future ..."
After this rude brawny stood out, there were also some small exclaiming sounds in the hall.
In their argument, Feng Hao also learned the identity of the brave man named Hu Yan. Suddenly, the light flashed in his eyes,
This brave man Hu Ye was once the boss of a second-class force, but unfortunately offended one of the first-class forces, but was suppressed by others, forced to leave his hometown, came here, and joined the Qimeng.
"Why."
Feng Hao slightly lifted the corner of his mouth, stretched out a hand, shook his fist, looked at him lightly, and said, "By this."
During the conversation, he raised his fist slightly, showing a very strong,
At this moment, weakness, or persuasion is false, without strength, there is no respect,
"Bold."
Hu Yan snorted, he could naturally detect Feng Hao's cultivation, but it was only the first stage of the holy peak. Now, in his opinion, Feng Hao is just a reckless guy, and he is even more unconvinced. Now, if it was not because Jiang Feng was still sitting there, he would have hit him with a punch.
"I want to be an elder, but I can't do it by mouth."
Hu Yan's face was somber and his words were somber.
"Is it."
Feng Hao raised a frown. "Then try."
"it is good."
Waiting for this sentence, Hu Yan's eyes lightened, and he just turned around, "I'll wait for you outside."
Leaving this sentence, he seemed to be afraid that Feng Hao would regret it. He took a big step and walked out of the hall.
At this time, everyone's eyes in the hall were on Feng Hao. Most of the eyes were with a playful and optimistic look. Many people were waiting for Feng Hao to come out.
The first stage of the holy order is just so unknowing that the heights and heights of the sky are so high that they look down on them. Therefore, they are happy to be taught.
However, more is that Feng Hao will definitely ask Jiang Feng for help, so there is not a small number of disdainful eyes. In short, they are forcing Feng Hao to accept this challenge.
"I'll come and go."
Feng Hao smiled slightly at Jiang Feng, and walked out of the hall with a dim look.
"Hum, when can you be proud ..."
"With Hu Yan's strength, he will laugh out when I see him."
"The potential is good, but there is no brain."
With all kinds of moods, the people inside the hall set their eyes on the square outside the hall.
"Boy, I appreciate your guts."
Seeing Feng Hao really dare to come out and stand in front of him, Hu Yan's eyes lightly froze, carefully glanced at Feng Hao, it seemed to want to find out what happened,
"My guts have always been great."
Feng Hao said lightly, glancing at the children of Qimeng in the surrounding squares, his eyes condensed slightly,
"Hmm ..."
With the wave of Jiang Feng's hand, a square barrier enveloped the whole square.
"Take me a punch."
Seeing this, Hu Yan didn't even have a polite word. He just raised his fist, with a stream of sonic booming sounds, and disappeared into a shadow, directly hitting Fenghao's face door.
And Feng Hao, always standing in place, seems to have been frightened by his offensive. He didn't know to evade, so he stood so stupidly ...
"Hmm ..."
When Hu Yan ’s fist was approaching, Feng Hao blasted out a fist like lightning. The fist carrying the electric arc directly collided with Hu Yuan ’s casserole-sized fist, and suddenly it was dull The sound of the explosion of sounds, the space one after another, the strong wind raged through it, one of the figures turned out to be a few big steps backwards,