He's War God

0Xu Jing was stunned as well. He didn't know the rules of the arena. All he knew was to ask Shen Qingfeng to come out of the mountain. He didn't mention anything about the life and death certificate.    

    

What a joke! Who would dare to ask a Xiantian warrior to sign the life and death contract?    

    

"Come here!"    

    

Shen Qingfeng grabbed Lin Feng's collar and pulled him to a dark place.    

    

Lin Feng wanted to call for help, but he found that he was locked by a cold killing intent. He didn't even dare to breathe loudly, let alone call for help.    

    

"One hundred million, I'll buy your life."    

    

At this moment, an evil voice drilled into Lin Feng's ears.    

    

"What?" He widened his eyes and looked at the other party in disbelief, thinking that he had misheard.    

    

"The Red Flag Gang sent out an expert who walked on water. How dare you trick me into signing the life and death contract? Are you trying to kill me? Are you tired of living? "    

    

"No... I didn't..." Lin Feng could not argue. This was his original intention, but he would not admit it even if he died.    

    

"You should have seen that Wan Tianhao is in contact with a few other top powers. I'm not afraid to tell you that they are planning to annex your powers! "    

    

"They have a Houtian realm martial artist backing them, so they won't be afraid of the Xu Family's counterattack. As long as you can't pass this gamble, you will die for sure! Do you think you can escape from the attacks of several major powers? "    

    

Shen Qingfeng's words were half true and half false. As for the matter of the major powers joining hands to deal with Lin Feng, he had made it up, but he didn't expect it to be effective.    

    

Lin Feng's eyes sparkled. He had thought of this as well, but now that Shen Qingfeng had said it, he became even more afraid.    

    

Originally, he was playing the role of a hunter, but now, his identity had changed, and he had become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.    

    

Under the ice-cold killing intent, Lin Feng could no longer think properly. The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he felt.    

    

No wonder Wan Tianhao would propose a bet. He must have set up an inescapable net, waiting for him to crawl into it!    

    

He would never have thought that this was only because Shen Qingfeng was short of money and wanted to take the opportunity to extort him.    

    

He closed his eyes and used the last bit of reason to resist. "50 million!"    

    

"Deal!"    

    

The pressure on his body suddenly relaxed. He opened his eyes and saw the smile on Shen Qingfeng's face. He instantly felt like he had been cheated.    

    

Are you a devil? To extort 50 million from a match, you are so outstanding, go and rob a bank!    

    

Lin Feng fell to the ground, clutching his chest with lingering fear.    

    

This madman Shen Qingfeng was too hard to deal with. Schemes and schemes could not even withstand a single blow in front of absolute strength!    

    

"Shen... Mr Shen..." Xu Jing did not know what Shen Qingfeng had said to Lin Feng. He stood at the side, wanting to say something but stopped himself.    

    

"It's fine. I have already discussed with him. I will sign the life and death contract now."    

    

Shen Qingfeng patted Xu Jing's shoulder and didn't explain anything to him.    

    

As for Lin Feng's fifty million, although it was a verbal promise, he was not worried that he would not be able to fulfill it. No one dared to not pay him back the money that they owed!    

    

He slowly stepped onto the small path leading to the arena. The snow-white light shone down. The young man's expression was firm and unyielding.    

    

His temperament was already extraordinary to begin with, and now that he was seen by others, they couldn't help but feel as if he was a young hero from ancient times.    

    

"I remember now, Shen Qingfeng, it's him!"    

    

A light flashed in Qiao San's mind. He finally remembered the identity of this young man.    

    

"What's the background of this kid?" Wan Tianhao asked with concern.    

    

"Brother Hao, this young man still has some skills. I just checked his information a while ago. He is the middle school student who assassinated Lee Jianjun!"    

    

"Oh?"    

    

Wan Tianhao also felt that this matter was really a coincidence. He was also preparing to cause trouble for him! Luckily, he had hit the muzzle of the gun.    

    

"Interesting. When senior brother kills him, send someone to cut off his head and send it over to Lee Jianjun's family."    

    

"I want everyone to know that those who dare to go against the Red Flag Gang will end up like this!" Wan Tianhao's words were domineering.    

    

"Alright, I understand what Brother Hao means!"    

    

Qiao San nodded, thinking that Shen Qingfeng was really unlucky. If he didn't participate in the underground gambling match, he could have lived a few more days.    

    

...    

    

A young man naturally had his own ways of being arrogant.    

    

Karakorum Savant smiled at Lu Liang.    

    

He had been sharpening his sword for several years, and today, he had shown his edge.    

    

The blazing fire had been refined for another two hundred days.    

    

He transformed into Mo Xie, and his sharp blade broke the diamond.    

    

The fledgling eagle's feathers soared in the air.    

    

It was covered in lightning, and it was proud of the blazing sun.    

    

The wind was like a song, not afraid of the ice and snow.    

    

He wanted to reach the blue sky and embrace the sun and moon.    

    

He wanted to topple the East Sea and wash away the universe.    

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As Shen Qingfeng moved forward, the host unexpectedly recited a poem and completely described the scene, causing the audience to have some inexplicable confidence in this young man.    

    

Even Shen Qingfeng could not help but look at the host's stage and thought, "This guy's literary talent is not bad. He graduated from the Cultural Department, right?"    

    

Lin Feng looked at the proud figure on the stage, and his eyes flashed with resentment. He actually dared to threaten and blackmail him for 50 million yuan. He really wanted Shen Qingfeng to die on the stage.    

    

One should know that dead people could not collect debts!    

    

But he was also worried that Shen Qingfeng's words would come true. If Wan Tianhao really joined forces with the major powers in the surrounding city to deal with him, and Wan Tianhao had the support of a Houtian expert, the Xu Family would really not be able to help him.    

    

"It would be best if both of them suffer heavy losses. It would be better if we die on the stage together!"    

    

Lin Feng was playing a game of small tricks under the stage, and his mood was very conflicted.    

    

Shen Qingfeng picked up the brush and wrote his name on the life and death certificate. His slightly immature face coupled with his gentle temperament gave people a kind of absurd feeling.    

    

When the two beauties walked down the stage, only Lee Qingshan and Shen Qingfeng were left on the stage.    

    

The gambling match was originally an irregular fighting match and there was no need for referees.    

    

Moreover, once these two started fighting, how much courage would they need to stand near them and host the match?    

    

Lee Qingshan was not in a hurry to attack. He looked at Shen Qingfeng with interest. He had retired for ten years, and his killing intent was long gone.    

    

"Young man, you don't want to pick a weapon?"    

    

"There is no suitable weapon for now. I will be fine as long as I am empty handed."    

    

This was really not Shen Qingfeng's choice. Ordinary materials were unable to withstand the injection of his true essence, so he really took out a suitable weapon for the time being.    

    

"Oh? Then wouldn't I take advantage of you?"    

    

Lee Qingshan's thick eyebrows twitched. He felt that this young man was being too arrogant.    

    

"It's just a small matter. Don't take it to heart."    

    

Shen Qingfeng waved his hand. Dealing with a Houtian realm martial artist was not to the point of not having to pay for weapons.    

    

Lee Qingshan was silent for a moment. He slowly raised the large knife in his hand and pointed it at Shen Qingfeng.    

    

A gambling match was not a child's play. A life and death contract was not something that could be casually signed. People had to bear the corresponding consequences when doing things.    

    

Although Lee Qingshan admired this young man's calm temperament and extraordinary temperament, if he was just an empty shell without any ability, he would only end up in a bloody arena.