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Chapter 751 The Attention of the Clan's High-Ranking Officials

Zhou Yishan's mother placed Zhou Yishan not far from the ring.

Zhou Yishan saw that thousands of people had gathered around the arena, so he quickly ran over.

Fortunately, the time for the martial arts competition had not yet arrived.

He walked to the vicinity of the ring, and the crowd made way for him.

He looked ahead and saw Lin Feng doing warm-up exercises.

He swaggered into the ring, looking very confident.

Zhou Yishan's close friend next to him kept encouraging him.

"Young Master Zhou, keep it up!"

"Young Master Zhou, it's time for you to show your skills."

"Dashan, you have to treat us to a meal since you won."

Zhou Yishan waved his hand, "Sure, I'll treat you to a big meal then."

After Zhou Yishan stepped onto the stage, he first bowed to the referee.

The teacher who served as the referee was a tenth-grade martial arts instructor, whose strength was even greater than that of Teacher Yang.

In this kind of martial arts competition, students can go all out.

But it's unlikely to result in any deaths.

Because the referees are highly skilled, they will intervene at crucial moments to prevent students from suffering fatal injuries.

Therefore, everyone showed great respect to the referee.

Zhou Yishan also symbolically did some warm-up exercises.

One minute later, the referee clapped his hands and said, "If both students are ready, the competition can begin."

Before Lin Feng and Zhou Yishan could speak...

The students watching the competition around them started shouting.

"Let's get started already, I'm getting impatient."

"Once you step into the ring, don't hold back. Beat them to death."

"Young Master Zhou, kill him!"

"Young Master Zhou, let him see the power of a pure-blooded celestial being."

"Young Master Zhou, keep it up!"

Alan and Alei, along with several classmates who were usually close to Lin Feng, cheered him on in the crowd.

Lei yelled at the top of his lungs, "Brother Feng, don't hold back! Beat him to death!"

Alan raised his hands and shouted, "Brother Feng, go for it! Kill him!"

"Go, Feng!"

Although they shouted very hard, there were too few of them.

It was drowned out by other voices.

Most people are cheering for Zhou Yishan.

However, Lin Feng still heard their voices.

Lin Feng glanced in their direction and smiled.

Aside from Alan, everyone who cheered for Lin Feng was among the bottom students in the class.

Listening to his classmates' shouts, Lin Feng sensed that they were quite angry, always wanting to kill this person or that person.

Moreover, the students seemed to be somewhat racist and looked down on him, a mixed-race human.

Today we must show them that the bloodline of the Divine Land is no less than that of any other race.

The referee paused for a moment, allowing the students to shout as much as they wanted.

He didn't care what his classmates shouted; what he wanted was that kind of spirit and fighting spirit.

He plans to relax his standards today; he won't intervene unless the students are killed, so they can see some blood.

Zhou Yishan's parents watched from a distance in a school building.

Zhou Yishan's father, at this moment, no longer had a stern face, and a kind smile like that of an old father appeared on his face.

Ah Jian sat on the roof of a teaching building, watching the martial arts arena from afar with several classmates.

One of the men next to Ah Jian said, "Brother Jian, your little brother's made quite a commotion, hasn't he?"

Ah Jian smiled and said, "This kid is quiet until he makes a name for himself."

"I heard that his opponent is a master of innate martial arts."

Your brother probably doesn't have much of a chance of winning.

"It's just a martial arts competition; it doesn't matter if I lose."

"Only by recognizing shame can one be motivated to strive for further progress."

Lin Feng's mother, Xue Shen, and Teacher Yang watched the martial arts arena from the school's office building.

Teacher Yang said with a smile, "I really didn't expect that you, Lord Snow God, would personally watch this competition."

The stunningly beautiful woman beside him said, "It's not just me."

Many high-ranking members of the tribe were watching the martial arts competition.

Teacher Yang's expression turned serious. "Oh? Is a duel between two students really that important?"

Snow Goddess reached out and smoothed her hair behind her ear, saying, "It wasn't important originally, but the timing was a bit tricky."

Our Celestial Race is developing rapidly.

Many people in the tribe began to become increasingly arrogant.

They increasingly look down on other races.

Several elders and I brought this up at the clan meeting, but no one gave a definite answer.

I believe our Celestial Race has every reason to be proud.

Pride is acceptable, but arrogance is unacceptable.

But then, a battle between a hybrid of Chinese and celestial beings appeared.

Teacher Yang interjected, "Do the adults want to glean something from this competition?"

The Snow God nodded. "This may be related to the tribe's policy towards the people of Shenzhou."

Currently, the tribe only teaches the people of Shenzhou some of the most basic martial arts.

They treat the Chinese people like disposable commodities.

I believe that the talents of the Chinese people are no less than those of the gods.

We should impart more advanced martial arts knowledge to the people of China so that they can become stronger.

This will allow us, the Celestial Race, to better assist in fighting against the demons.

But those arrogant old guys thought that the people of China were all inferior barbarians who were not worthy of learning profound martial arts.

Although Ah Feng is of mixed human and celestial blood, most of his bloodline still comes from the people of Shenzhou.

If he wins this time, he will become the representative of the Chinese people.

You understand what that means, right?

Teacher Yang frowned and said, "So that's how it is."

This martial arts competition turned out to be a great opportunity for Ah Feng.

If he wins, he will immediately come into the sights of the tribe's higher-ups.

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He will reap unimaginable benefits.

Of course, this also comes with many risks.

However, his chances of winning are probably a bit low.

At least, I don't see any hope of him winning.

Teacher Yang gave a wry smile. "If I had known this competition was so important, I would have let them postpone it."

Ah Feng is so talented; if he works hard for a while longer, his chances of winning will probably increase significantly.

The Snow Goddess crossed her arms and calmly said, "So-called opportunities are just unexpected encounters."

Their duel, whether it had happened any earlier or any later, would have been nothing more than children playing house.

But it becomes important to arrive on this particular day.

You don't need to worry about Ah Feng.

After all, he was a whole realm below Zhou Yishan.

It doesn't matter if he loses.

If he performs well, he will receive preferential treatment in terms of resources from the community.

The Genius Grant can at least promote him two levels.

Teacher Yang smiled and said, "I hope Ah Feng will live up to expectations and not embarrass me as his teacher."

Snow God said, "However, for many people, it means nothing if he loses."

I actually hope he can win.

His victory would be of great significance.

I really hope he can pull off a miracle and wake up some of these old fogies.

……

Over at the arena.

Lin Feng and Zhou Yishan had already reached the center of the arena.

The referee, standing between the two, said, "The greatest respect you can give your opponent is to go all out."

I hope you can give it your all.

I will ensure your safety.

Lin Feng and Zhou Yishan bowed to the referee.

"Thank you, referee."

The referee stepped aside, and Lin Feng and Zhou Yishan got into fighting stances, ready to start.