C112 Battling Arena

Nan Feng, who was tired from meditating, left the room and stood under the eaves.

It was a snowy night last night, and all the houses and the ground were covered with a layer of snow.

"It's winter of the second year. How is it at home?" Nan Feng muttered softly. He remembered that when he was young, his father and Mother would always bring him a bowl of charcoal in this kind of weather. Mother would sometimes tell him stories.

Looking at the sunlight shining through the clouds, Nan Feng knew that his lifeline had changed. His previous life as a modern man had already left him, and now, he was in an era that was about to rise.

"Xu Qingtian, looking at how red dressed you are, you are exceptionally enchanting. With so many beauties around you, countless heroes are fighting to win you over." Looking at White Snow, Nan Feng thought of a poem from before.

"With so many dainty mountains, countless heroes were forced to bow before him … I can't tell that you're a great scholar. " Yi Yi pushed open the wooden fence in Nan Feng's courtyard and entered.

Nan Feng was lost in thought, if not he would have eaten his fill.

"He Yi, why are you here? It's a little cold, come in quickly and sit! " Seeing him eating, Nan Feng was very happy, because he hadn't seen him for a few days.

"If you can come to Purple Thorn Martial Academy, can't I come?" After he shook his cloak habitually, he entered the living room of Nan Feng's residence and sat down.

After sitting down, He Yi asked about Nan Feng's recent situation.

"Very good, I will work hard to cultivate and nurture you." Nan Feng laughed and said.

"A person at such a young age like you should be saying that?" He felt a bit helpless.

"He Yi, is everything alright outside?" Nan Feng asked, he was more worried about his family.

"Everything is fine. Also, don't call me Lord. You are also a Lord." After taking a sip of the tea handed to him by the attendant, he frowned. It tasted bad and was too bitter. She didn't know how Nan Feng got used to it, but the moment he drank his tea, he didn't have any negative emotions.

"I'll listen to you." Nan Feng nodded his head, he was not an unreasonable person either. He Yi was a princess, and he was a Marquis of Tie.

In the future, I will become a Law enforcement mentors in Purple Thorn Martial Academy. After we have settled down, I will tell you, and I will also inform you that I will inform Ah Li to come back from Tieshan County. He Yi said.

"Yes, I owe stone. I had Mu Mu buy a small courtyard in Wangjiang City before and you arranged for me to gift the stone to them. Furthermore, if you ask Ah Li to leave the Purple Gold Coins in his hands to the stone, I will not go into details with you. " Nan Feng was always worried about the stone.

"Okay, I will arrange for the stone to leave the Tieshan Academy for County Governor Manor to do something. Of course, it also depends on his own wishes. The Purple Gold Coins you left for him in the past is enough for him to live a good life." He Yi looked at Nan Feng and said. She knew that this was the Nan Feng who missed old friendships.

After chatting for a while and eating, Nan Feng returned to his room and continued cultivating.

The Purple Thorn Martial Academy was big enough. The high level Supervisor had their own courtyard, and they were given a beautiful courtyard.

Looking at the courtyard, He Yi knew that this would be the second Summer Palace s. Although Nan Feng felt depressed, he wasn't worried at all due to his ambition.

The following days were peaceful. Nan Feng would stay in the courtyard to cultivate every day. Sometimes, he would even walk around the Great Martial Arts Practice Field.

The Vermillion Bird Area s were very large, and also had the largest number of people. They were even more numerous than the first rank Xuanwu District s, and the first rank Student s were constantly advancing to the second rank. However, the rate from the second rank to the third rank was relatively slow.

The Great Martial Arts Practice Field was where everyone cultivated, sparred, and sparred.

There were three Arena s in the middle of the Great Martial Arts Practice Field. The Arena was very formal and was officially administered by the Purple Thorn Martial Academy. There were also managers arranged by the College and the names of the three Arena s were different.

The one on the left was called Bright Sword Stage, which was a normal competition. A few Arena s had grudges and feuds over the competition, the victor would be decided by the judge of the College.

The one on the right is called Arena. This Arena is rather big because he is a Arena who encourages the Student to work hard.

There were College's rewards for victory, but there had to be a certain number of wins. The ten arena masters and the hundred arena masters both had different rewards, and beside them were two ranking lists. One was the historical victories ranking, and the other was the current victories ranking.

However, most of these people were not in the Vermillion Bird Area anymore. Some of them were already a pile of dirt, while some were already ranked even higher.

As long as they could enter the top hundred, they would receive a large amount of Merit Point s as prizes. Nan Feng now had a few Merit Point s that he had transferred over from Tieshan Academy.

The rules of the Arena was very strict. Those who could not fight from the top down and win ten matches in a row were not allowed to take the initiative to fight those who had a low winning streak.

If a rookie challenged someone, or if they were on the same side as him, would he give more points to his consecutive victories? College found out that he was going to be permanently removed from the list, because this matter was related to the rankings of the sages in the Senior, it was not allowed to be desecrated.

In the middle was the Vermillion Bird Stage, which was the rank 1 Arena of the new students of Vermillion Bird Area.

"What? Are you interested?" He then walked to Nan Feng's side.

"I am interested, but that will be in the future. With my current cultivation level as an intermediate warrior, I can be crushed to death if I go up." Nan Feng said with a smile.

It had been more than a month since Nan Feng entered the Vermillion Bird Area. He had returned home once, and his cultivation had increased from a Level 4 Warrior to a Level 5 Warrior, and he was now a Level 7 Apprentice. The main reason was because of the Magic alchemy Potion that Tang Yun gave him.

"Yes, no matter if it's the Arena or the Vermillion Bird Arena, all of the people on the list have Level 9 Warrior. The ones who are weaker are Level 8 Warriors. You cannot play right now." He Yi said.

"Can't play..." It won't be long, I'll be up. " Nan Feng said as he looked at the three Arena s.

"Let's go, there's something I need to tell you." He Yi brought Nan Feng out of the Great Martial Arts Practice Field and into her courtyard.

"What is it? Can't you tell me on the way?" Nan Feng was a little curious.

"It was Grandpa Wang who asked me to bring you a Storage Ring. You can't let others know about this, it's too envious. Also, I brought you some good wine and good tea." He Yi said.

"There's really no need for that. I'm here to cultivate and not to be the marquis. I really don't need good wine or good tea." Nan Feng said with a smile. As someone who had undergone military training, he did not feel that it was hard to bear with the current days.