Gao Wu: I am invincible now that I have connected to the Immortal Gate.

Although the two men were in a state of panic, they were still in a state of panic.

Qi Feng ignored all the eyes around him and concentrated on feeling the changes in himself, but suddenly opened his eyes.

Because Qi Feng noticed that among the countless eyes looking at him, there were two eyes that were extremely domineering, full of aggression and provocation.

Qi Feng followed this gaze and frowned slightly. He saw the flag of Potian Martial Arts Hall!

But Qi Feng's eyes did not stay on the two men who provoked him, but fell on a strange and familiar middle-aged man who led the Potian Martial Arts Hall.

Strange because Qi Feng saw this person for the first time.

Familiar because Qi Feng had seen this person many times in photos.

"Potian, he is the leader!"

Qi Feng murmured softly, and his eyes continued to shift and fell on a person at the organizer's position.

Under the radiation of Qi Feng's telekinetic power, the aura of everyone on the platform was clear in Qi Feng's eyes.

Ordinary warriors are like fireballs, and war god-level warriors are like furnaces.

And the black-haired and childlike old man that Qi Feng was looking at at this time was a blazing sun, emitting light and heat all the time!

This was the first person Qi Feng saw who was stronger than himself after the second stage of Qi Condensation.

High-level war god warrior!

"If I face him, what are my chances of winning?"

Qi Feng asked himself, his eyes full of expectations, and the whole person became eager to try.

At this moment, a full-bodied voice resounded throughout the venue.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

The mountain wind whistled on the top of the mountain, and the louder the sound was immediately blown away by the wind.

This voice was as clear as iron, and fell into the ears of everyone on the huge platform square, which showed his martial arts strength.

After the voice sounded, the platform immediately became quiet.

Everyone stood up and slowly gathered on the martial arts square.

Qi Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the person who was speaking. It was the high-level war god warrior from the Wushu Association that he had noticed before.

"I, Zhang Erhe, have the honor to host this National College Students Martial Arts Conference on behalf of the general person in charge of the conference, Long Aotian, the Martial Saint!"

After Zhang Erhe said some polite words, he announced loudly.

"I declare that the National College Students Martial Arts Conference has officially begun!"

Then, Zhang Erhe handed the microphone to the man in black clothes beside him.

This man was also a war god-level warrior. He took the microphone and spoke loudly.

"All participants in this conference line up and draw lots in turn. After drawing lots, prepare to compete in groups!"

The crowd on the platform began to stir.

All the people from the four martial arts universities in Zhongshenzhou were arranged together, and Qi Feng followed the team.

There were a total of six or seven hundred people participating in this martial arts conference.

For universities like the four martial arts universities in Zhongshenzhou, each university can have more than ten places to participate.

But the places for ordinary martial arts universities in the state are fewer, at most only two or three.

The martial arts halls are more demanding.

Except for top martial arts halls like Potian Martial Arts Hall, ordinary martial arts halls only have one place to participate.

The two better ones are naturally the most outstanding disciples sent by the sect.

The martial arts hall disciples and university disciples are clearly distinguished and can be identified at a glance, because martial arts hall disciples are generally older.

Qi Feng even saw several people who took the lot slips and drew the lot, all of whom looked mature and middle-aged, like those in their forties.

This is also the place where the martial arts conference has always been criticized.

The martial arts halls have taken too much advantage.

People aged 30 can participate in the competition, but after 24, most of the students of Wushu University have graduated, which means they have lost a lot of time in martial arts training.

But there are exceptions.

Qi Feng heard the old students of the Second Wushu University in China whispering in front of him.

"Why does the contestant from the Black Tiger Martial Arts School look so much like Liu Yong, a senior from our school a few years ago?"

"What do you mean by similar? He is exactly like Liu Yong. He joined the Black Tiger Martial Arts School as soon as he graduated. Don't you know?"

"Oh my god, if we run into him later, won't it be a fight between the same school?"

"You're overthinking it. The disciples of the Black Tiger Martial Arts School are his fellow students now. We can only be considered classmates..."

Finally, it was Qi Feng's turn to draw lots.

The draw was done with an electronic machine. Press a red button and the number will start to scroll on the screen.

The number Qi Feng drew was 0226!

After the people who received the lot went down, there was a short break because they had to wait for everyone to finish drawing the lot.

Qi Feng stood at the edge of the martial arts square, staring at the clouds flowing outside the cliff on the top of the mountain,

Lost in thought.

Just then, a voice sounded behind Qi Feng.

"Excuse me, is this Qi Feng?"

Qi Feng turned around and saw a young man who was a few years older than him, walking towards him with a gentle face.

"Who are you?"

"I'm a student of Yunzhou Wuda, my name is Xu Xuan."

Qi Feng nodded slightly, "Hello."

Yunzhou Wuda?

He was from Yunzhou, and he was a fellow villager with the Xu in front of him.

Xu Xuan said with admiration, "I've heard of the name of junior brother Qi Feng for a long time. I met him today. He is really extraordinary!"

"I'm sorry to bother you."

After Xu Xuan said some words to express admiration and admiration, he suddenly changed the subject.

"There are two juniors and juniors from several Wuda schools in the west who came with the team. They said they knew you and asked me to say hello to you."

Xu Xuan said, pointing in a certain direction behind him.

Qi Feng looked over and unexpectedly saw two acquaintances.

A tall, strong, dark-skinned burly boy.

The other girl had waist-length hair and a pure and lovely face.

The two were also looking at Qi Feng, looking a little nervous.

"Zhu Yongguan? Han Yujia?"

Qi Feng was a little surprised. These two had participated in the Yunzhou Talent Training Camp with him and had been "crushed" by him.

"The Wuda schools in several western states have good relationships with each other. It's normal for Zhu Yongguan and Han Yujia to be admitted to the top Wuda schools in their respective states."

Qi Feng thought, nodded to Xu Xuan, "Yes, they are my friends, please say hello to them for me."

"Of course!"

Xu Xuan nodded quickly, looking very happy.

"Although they are not students of our Yunzhou Wuda school, they are also my juniors, and I will definitely convey your wishes! "

After Xu Xuan finished speaking, he did not dare to disturb Qi Feng any more and said goodbye.

After Xu Xuan left, Qi Feng looked in the direction of Han Yujia and the others, smiled and nodded, as if to say hello.

"It's really him! I thought I recognized the wrong person!"

Seeing Qi Feng nodding, Zhu Yongguan, who was standing in the Western Wuda team, clenched his fist in disbelief.

"I didn't expect that he has grown to such a height now!"

Zhu Yongguan exhaled heavily, with a complicated expression. He had never seen Qi Feng since the genius youth training camp.

The only time he heard about Qi Feng was on TV news.

No. 1 in the country, the martial arts king of the college entrance examination!

Zhu Yongguan remembered that he was stunned for a long time when he saw the news.

This is the first time in his life that he has felt a peer who is so high that he cannot be surpassed!