This Liu Zaiye suddenly came up to say such things, although Li Feng didn't take it to heart, this guy's words were an insult to Wang Jin'er, and Li Feng couldn't tolerate that.

Liu Zaiye stopped and abruptly turned around.

"What?"

Li Feng stepped forward, his eyes meeting Liu Zaiye's, and said confrontationally.

"Let's assume you meant well just now, but...!"

"Were you kicked in the head by a donkey, or is your brain full of shit? Why should I listen to you on how to do things?"

"Also, whose face gives you such confidence as to act like you have everything under control?"

"Let me give you a piece of advice too: Don't listen to gossip, lest you become a gossipy old hag."

Li Feng's voice wasn't loud, but it was powerful enough for half the restaurant to hear.

Liu Zaiye's eyes narrowed, and a murderous intent emanated from him.

"Wow, this Li Feng is really tough, daring to face off directly against Liu Zaiye."

"Quite a show indeed. Even if Li Feng had a fun night with two women, what does that matter to Liu Zaiye? If Li Feng really did that, wouldn't it be Liu Zaiye's loss for speaking up in front of him?"

"Never hit the face; Liu Zaiye seems to aim directly at the face."

"You don't understand. He's the young Sect Leader of the Eight Diagrams Sect, representing justice. Seeing someone like Li Feng, who is deceitful and shameless, naturally he has to lecture him. Unfortunately, Li Feng didn't play by the rules and boldly cursed back."

"Tsk, I think Li Feng's just trying to show off in front of those two women, like a peacock spreading its feathers. You can't act weak in front of women."

The people around were talking, all sorts of things being said.

Liu Zaiye clenched his fist, the bones making a cracking sound.

"Good, very good."

"I'm now even more looking forward to tomorrow's match."

Liu Zaiye sneered at the corner of his mouth but resisted the urge to punch and abruptly turned away.

"Li Feng, how about we go back and have the food delivered to the room?"

Wang Jin'er stepped forward and said softly.

"Sorry to make you suffer." Li Feng turned to Wang Jin'er. Previously, he let the rumors spread as a kind of disguise, giving people the false impression that he was useless.

This didn't affect him, and it didn't harm him; he could still enjoy his life as usual.

But now it's a bit different.

Li Feng had something he cared about.

"I'm not suffering, just made you part of the gossip again."

"It's not because of you."

Li Feng naturally heard the discussions around him. He had erased those rumors about him long ago—entertainment gossip gets forgotten over time. But now, the gossipy atmosphere in the self-service restaurant made Li Feng sense something suspicious.

Li Feng didn't have much interaction with people in the National Martial Arts Circle, so there were no grudges to speak of. Besides, compared to other circles, people in the National Martial Arts Circle shouldn't care that much about gossip.

Moreover, it was gossip from more than half a year ago, which should have been long deleted. If someone hadn't been spreading it, who would know?

It's obvious someone was leading the narrative, tarnishing his reputation.

After all, in martial arts, although the contest is about martial skills, in the martial artist's legacy, virtue is placed above martial prowess.

Li Feng left the restaurant with Wang Jin'er and Shen Yanran, called to have the food delivered to the room.

Inside the restaurant.

"This Li Feng is really ungrateful; Liu, you meant well, but this guy took it the wrong way. I think this guy was hit where it hurts and feels embarrassed, treating a gentleman's heart with a petty one."

"Liu, let's not bother with such trash. Tomorrow on the arena, we'll teach him a lesson with strength."

"Hmm, I know what to do."

Liu Zaiye glanced at his companion who was chiming in, not thinking much of it, but agreeing that Li Feng was just a vile person, and he shouldn't have bothered.

Even if Li Feng exhausts himself with women, what does that matter to him?

While he thought this way, Liu Zaiye didn't regret saying those words.

After all, he had high expectations for tomorrow's match. Li Feng had defeated Wudang's Liao Qingyang, and Liu couldn't compete with Liao, so he saw beating Li Feng as equivalent to beating Liao.

But if rumors spread that Li Feng spent the night with two women, even if he wins, it would be a disgraceful victory.

The night passed without a word.

With Shen Yanran as a big third wheel, even if Li Feng wanted to get close, it was impossible. Plus, being publicly discussed like that, Wang Jin'er clearly distanced herself from Li Feng, not allowing him to touch her at all.

The following day.

Spring was beautiful.

Compared to yesterday's contestant lineup, the group had obviously shrunk. They arrived at the Grand Martial Arts Arena on the hotel's coach, and the matches officially began.

"How are you feeling?"

Li Feng looked at Xiao Xi beside him.

Xiao Xi grunted, "Thanks for asking, but you, didn't you overdo it last night? Two against one must be tough, and today's opponent is the young Sect Leader of the Eight Diagrams Sect; his strength is unfathomable."

The Eight Diagrams Sect is not some unremarkable Nine Streams sect.

Although the Eight Diagrams Sect is not as glorious as it once was, it was once a prominent sect that left a significant mark on the martial arts world.

Moreover, the Eight Diagrams Sect leans towards the Qimen Dunjia Skill, which is profound and mysterious. Even Xiao Xi only knew a little from her master's teachings, having never seen the Eight Diagrams Sect in action.

It is said that the Eight Diagrams Sect can borrow the power of the Eight Gates to empower themselves, granting them strength beyond ordinary capabilities.

Hearing this, Li Feng looked at Xiao Xi, "Lying in bed all day didn't stop your gossip. Who told you all this?"

"Don't look at me; it wasn't me," Tie Xuan denied quickly.

Seeing Tie Xuan, Li Feng couldn't help but think, is this an unintentional confession? Why does this guy love gossip too?

Xiao Xi hummed, "You dare to do it but won't let others talk? But it's none of our business; handle your affairs carefully."

With that, Xiao Xi turned and walked away.

"What's her deal?"

Li Feng turned to Tie Xuan.

Tie Xuan shrugged, showing an expression saying he had no idea.

"First match: Wudang's Luo Qingyun against Cangbei Mysterious Trace Fist practitioner Chen Jialuo."

As the referee's voice echoed from the speakers, the first match began, and Li Feng, along with the others, turned their attention to the arena.

"I think there's not much suspense in this match. Chen Jialuo is probably no match for Wudang's Luo Qingyun," Tie Xuan said.

Li Feng nodded subtly. In the first round, Chen Jialuo's victory was a tough fight, taking dozens of rounds to win by a slight margin, in stark contrast to Luo Qingyun who defeated his opponent with a single move.

"Hmm, is this the Eight-step Mysterious Trace?"

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