C364 The Song Family's son-in-law will fight on the stage

The next day, Lu Feng had long since pushed open the door and turned to look at Fang Feixiang who had also walked out. Looking at the spirited Fang Feixiang, Lu Feng smiled slightly.

The environment Fang Feixiang had grown up in was probably not very good, and the place he lived in was also very dilapidated. Last night was probably the most peaceful night for Fang Feixiang to sleep, and his guess was not wrong.

Lu Feng nodded to him, without saying a word, he immediately left the inn, and followed the heads of the gathered people, and slowly walked towards the plaza in front of the Song Manor.

Just as he walked out, Fang Feixiang frowned, and then, he whispered into Lu Feng's ear. "Yang-ge, someone is following us from behind."

"Don't look back." After Fang Feixiang finished speaking, he wanted to turn around and check on the situation, but he was stopped by Lu Feng. Fang Feixiang was startled, then forced himself to stay calm and walk forward.

Even Fang Feixiang could feel that someone was following him from behind, how could he not know that as well?

It was most likely sent by the young miss of the Song Family, afraid that Lu Feng would run away. Lu Feng did not care about the person following him, as though he did not exist, and walked to the plaza in front of the Song Family.

It had to be said that the Song Family was probably the largest and most luxurious mansion that Lu Feng had ever seen out of the eight great families. The huge wall of the mansion seemed to have built another city in the Song City.

Furthermore, there was no building in front of the mansion, and a huge plaza was already filled with people. In the center of the plaza, there was an existence similar to a stage, and there were even three seats behind him.

Lu Feng came to the front of the stage, looked around at the spirited and well-dressed young master, a look of disdain flashed past Lu Feng's eyes, suddenly, he felt a few powerful auras in front of him, and Lu Feng focused his gaze over.

His figure flickered, and three figures appeared on the seats behind stage. Lu Feng looked carefully, and other than the young miss from the Song Family, who was at the side, Lu Feng had met once.

On the other side, a middle-aged man who looked similar to the Song Family's eldest daughter bowed to the black-robed man with a flattering smile.

The person at the extreme right should be the Patriarch of the Song Family, with a cultivation at the middle level of the Mystical Sage and the person in the middle should be someone sent by the Dark Soul Pavilion, someone at the peak of the Mystical Sage.

Although Lu Feng was currently only at the seventh stage of the Mystical Sage, with the support of the great Dao, especially his karma and Samsara Road, he was not afraid in the slightest, even if he was at the peak of the Saint Realm.

Seeing the three of them sit down, the corner of Lu Feng's mouth rose slightly. He glanced at the people from the Dark Soul Pavilion in the middle seats, who had prideful and satisfied expressions on their faces.

At the side, the Song Family's young miss was looking around, constantly scanning the people before her. Seeing these rich young masters secretly sending flowers to them, the Song Family's young miss didn't pay any attention to them, as if she was looking for someone.

Seeing that, Lu Feng secretly lowered his head, he did not plan to let the young miss of the Song Family see him yet, but seeing thathe did not see Lu Feng, she stomped his feet in anger.

Just at this moment, the Patriarch of the Song Family at the side slowly stood up, coughed twice, and wrapped her profound energy around her voice, which spread throughout the entire plaza.

"Cough cough, calm down, today is my daughter Song Zhishan's son-in-law day, and also the great day of our Song Family, please welcome to our Dark Soul Pavilion's Sixth Clan Elder, Lord Su Dong."

After the Patriarch of the Song Family finished speaking, she even bowed towards Su Dong to show her respect, but Su Dong who was sitting there truly treated him as a almighty being, and nodded his head in enjoyment.

After that, the Patriarch of the Song Family straightened her back and changed his expression from a flattering look to an incomparably solemn one, causing even Lu Feng to sigh at the speed at which he changed his expression.

"The son-in-law recruitment for the Song Family will begin now. Those who are older than thirty and have a cultivation below the Mystic Emperor Realm will not need to come up. If they are lucky enough to win and gain the favor of my daughter, then they will have the chance to join the Song Family."

When Patriarch of the Song Family finished speaking, it was as if she had given everyone a big benefit. Just as Lu Feng was snorting in disdain, all the young people around him started to get excited, as though marrying into the Song Family was truly a great honor.

As the voice fell, a whooshing sound came out, and a figure slowly descended from the skies, slowly landing on the stage. A robust and huge man holding onto a gigantic axe, proudly glanced at the people below the stage and said arrogantly.

"I, the Crazy Axe, will go up for a try. Anyone who is unwilling, come up!"

After the Crazy Axe finished speaking, it waved the gigantic axe in its hand, and watched as the gigantic axe spun, causing the air around it to tremble.

Seeing this, Lu Feng became even more disdainful. His cultivation was at the early stage of Xuanhuang and was proficient in brute force, so he could not withstand a single blow. Shaking his head, he lost interest in the Crazy Axe onstage.

But just because Lu Feng was not interested, did not mean that others were not interested. Just as the Crazy Axe finished speaking, another voice came out, the scholar dressed up, with a fair face, the fan in his hands fan slowly waved. He smiled at the Crazy Axe as if he was a modest and courteous scholar.

"Hmph, pretty boy, you're courting death."

Seeing the scholar fake smile at him, the Crazy Axe felt a burst of cold sweat, holding its gigantic axe, the two of them started fighting. After a few breaths, the two figures quickly separated.

Just when everyone was unsure of what was happening, the gigantic axe in the Crazy Axe's hands suddenly cracked and shattered onto the ground, leaving behind a trail of blood at the corner of its mouth. Its knees bent and it slowly knelt down, then its body fell, lifeless.

This scene caused the surrounding crowd to be flabbergasted and the surroundings became completely silent. The scholar opposite of him looked at Crazy Axe with disdain, let out a cold snort, and then slowly fanned himself with the fan in his hand.

Lu Feng looked at the scholarly man on stage. With her high level Xuanhuang and cultivation, she was indeed powerful, but her actions were too ruthless and hypocritical.

After that, the Song Family people moved the Crazy Axe's corpse away and the son-in-law competition continued. Although several people went up, they were all defeated by the scholar. Even the Patriarch of the Song Family in her seat showed a trace of interest in her eyes.

"Master Su Dong, what do you think of him?"

"Mm, not bad. You're calm, and your actions are vicious. Your talent is also not bad. You're a piece of material that can be created."

Hearing Patriarch of the Song Family's words, Su Dong nodded her head slightly, and spoke with an eerie voice, seemingly interested in the scholar who was on stage.

Seeing Su Dong nodding and praising the people on stage, Patriarch of the Song Family was overjoyed. Then, she slowly asked Song Zhishan who was at her side.

"Zhi Shan, what do you think? Is it okay to be your husband? "

Hearing his father's words, Song Zhishan frowned, and looked at the white clothed youth on the stage. A trace of disgust surfaced in her eyes, and she ignored her father's words, continuing to turn her head to look at her surroundings.

Song Zhishan was still looking for Lu Feng's figure. If not for the servant reporting that Lu Feng had come here, Song Zhishan suspected that he would have already run away.

When Patriarch of the Song Family saw that her own daughter did not pay any attention to him, a trace of displeasure flashed past her eyes, but she did not say anything. She once again turned her head to look at the stage in the arena.

The son-in-law competition had already lasted for two hours, but the white-robed young man was still standing firmly on the stage. All of the people he had fought, with the exception of a few who had been injured and left behind, had died on the spot.

At this moment, the white-clothed youth's aura was a bit impetuous. After a long period of fighting, although there was a certain amount of time to rest after each battle, the frequent battles still left the youth unable to hold on.

But at the moment, the youth's reputation had already spread far and wide, and no one dared to go onto the stage easily, afraid that they would fall on the spot. Lu Feng turned and looked around, only to see that no one was on stage.

Seeing that there was someone else who had come up on the stage, everyone's gazes turned towards him. And when Song Zhishan, who was seated, saw Lu Feng, his eyes flashed with a hint of pleasant surprise, and his body also trembled slightly.

"Zhishan, you know that person on the stage?"

Su Dong, who was sitting next to Song Zhishan, naturally felt Song Zhishan's emotions as he turned around and slowly asked him with an ice-cold tone.

After Song Zhishan heard what she said, she quickly replied: "Reporting to Master Su Dong, I do not know this person, it is just that we met him on the street yesterday, and caused some friction, so this little girl is very interested in him."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Lu Feng who was on the stage with eyes filled with anticipation, and the white-clothed youth on the stage also noticed Song Zhishan's actions.

If Lu Feng did not go up on stage, then, perhaps, he would have already joined the Song Family, and would have gotten ahold of the beauty. It would be like taking in both fame and fortune, but it was destroyed by Lu Feng.

However, the white-clothed youth did not fall into disarray. In the eyes of the white-clothed youth, it was only killing one more person, and just as he was about to take the initiative to attack, Lu Feng slowly raised his hand, and spoke to the white-clothed youth.

"Wait, don't blame me for not giving you a chance. I can give you time to recover your profound energy."

After Lu Feng finished speaking, he placed his hands behind his back and quietly looked at the white robed young man. Lu Feng did not want to take advantage of the young man, even if the white clothed young man had recovered his Profound Spirit Qi, he was still not a match for Lu Feng.

Lu Feng's actions caused the surrounding people to silently curse him as an idiot. Even Song Zhishan, who was sitting on the seat, was secretly cursing him for not knowing what was good for him.

Su Dong, who was at the side, frowned. His gaze on Lu Feng was also filled with curiosity, and it was not because Lu Feng had helped the white-clothed youth recover his profound energy, but because Lu Feng had become slightly interested in this kind of self-confidence and arrogance.

After the white-clothed youth heard Lu Feng's words, he was slightly stunned, as if he felt that Lu Feng was playing some kind of scheme. He snorted coldly, and then, he rushed towards Lu Feng with all his might.