Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 161 What is coming will always come
Feng Yan's attitude towards competitions is negative, especially the award ceremony after the competition.

How could a great sword demon like him admit that he was socially anxious? Impossible? Absolutely impossible!

In fact, the award ceremony has been simplified because the main stage in the center was used by Feng as his romantic fireworks.

Other academies that did not advance will no longer participate in the final ceremony. Only the top five teams will go to the VIP podium to receive their qualification certificates.

The process was not complicated. Following the announcement by the host, the captains and vice-captains of the top five teams walked onto the podium.

Now Feng Yan wasn't the only one feeling embarrassed.

Although Tang San is playing in the competition, the captain and vice-captain are ranked according to their strength.

It is not surprising that Feng is the strongest person, but the second strongest person is the most worrying.

For example, Ning Rongrong.

"Next, your majesty, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Master Ning, and the Platinum Bishop of Sarath will personally present the qualification certificates and prize money to the five teams that enter the promotion match."

The host announced that Ning Rongrong, as the vice-captain of the team that won first place and was to receive the award first, panicked.

"Let's go, what are you standing there for?"

Feng Yan finally managed to calm down and face Ning Fengzhi, but who would have thought that Ning would quit.

"Uh... stop it! I can walk by myself..."

Ning Rongrong was very shy when Feng Yan held her wrist.

Being the center of attention is nothing to the little witch; the key point is that the award is presented by her own father.

This is equivalent to not playing a game, but having to show off in front of so many people and in front of her biological father with her boyfriend.

Ning Rongrong's brain was already trembling.

The more she thought about it, the heavier her steps became. Naturally, she felt timid.

Feng Yan's pupils dilated, and he didn't want to see Ning Fengzhi's expression at all.

Of course, Ning Fengzhi didn't want to see his face at all, especially next to Ning Rongrong.

So Ning Fengzhi simply ignored the rumors and handed the certificate and bonus to Ning Rongrong, "Rongrong, Dad is looking forward to your next performance."

While encouraging his daughter, he also touched Ning Rongrong's little head affectionately.

"Yes! Dad, we will definitely defeat Spirit Hall this time and win the championship!"

Ning Rongrong felt her father's love and care, and she was no longer panicked or busy, and smiled very cutely.

But just when Feng Yan left him for the bonus and felt that the little golden beans were about to fall, the platinum bishop of the Spirit Hall at the side spoke.

"Master Ning, isn't it too early for your lady to say that? Even with the assistance of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower, the level gap is still..."

However, before Sarath could finish his words, Ning Fengzhi interrupted him and said, "The level of a soul master is an absolute standard? Archbishop Sarath, this is fine if you say it to others, but you must know who is standing in front of you, right?"

Feng Yan's eyes were calm, his mind full of the image of Ning Rongrong storing Xiao Qianqian into the space soul guide device.

That's 10,000 gold soul coins!
This was one percent of what he had used to fool Qian Daoliu back then, and he lived a carefree life for several years afterwards.

Feeling sad, Feng Yan looked at Sarath and did not express any emotion.

But in the eyes of Archbishop Platinum, this was an absolute provocation! This was naked contempt and disregard!
"Hmph, I hope the legend of the Sword Demon can continue!" After a cold smile, many different things appeared in Salas' eyes.

Want to cause trouble? Oh, this guy sent a message to Bibi Dong, and then Bibi Dong ordered to kill Tang San.

Therefore, Feng Yan helped him to strengthen his belief, "No, he Feng Yan has nothing to do with me Yan Feng! We don't even know if he is dead or not. I almost died last time, but he didn't..."

"Xiaoyan! Don't talk nonsense about your father!" Ning Fengzhi frowned when he heard it.

This is exactly the effect Feng Yan wants.

Ning Fengzhi was so anxious that Sarath was fooled.

Looking at the old man's eyes, Feng Yan knew that there would be a lot of robberies and murders to come.

He was also afraid that his deterrent power was too strong, so that no one would dare to take action even when Bibi Dong gave the order. If Bibi Dong took action herself, she would be defeated.

After the award ceremony, the captains and vice-captains of the five teams were still unable to leave because Emperor Xue Ye had given a speech.

What always comes is some extra rewards and graces, such as some insignificant titles, or actual fiefdoms.

Although Feng Yan was not interested in these, he could not resist Ning Rongrong's nagging that a viscount with a real title in the empire could own a small city.

With that said, Feng Yan understood.

This is not territory, this is money!

The equation of fighting well = making a lot of money = living a carefree life took shape in Feng Yan's mind.

Ning Rongrong knew him too well, and immediately poured a basin of cold water on him, "Hey! These are all ways that big shots win over people's hearts. Do you think this title is easy to get? If a war breaks out, you will be conscripted!"

"Then you can support me. Just give me 800,000 or 1.5 million."

“…You! You wish!”

Yang Fengyan? If they were on a romantic street, the wind would blow through their hair and they would be entangled together.

Then Ning Rongrong might agree without thinking.

Now? Just look at Shui Bing'er from the next team, and the rabbit and cat looking over eagerly. There's no way Ning Rongrong would agree.

"The richer they are, the more stingy they are!" The more Feng Yan thought about it, the more he found the nouveau riche of their Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect annoying.

"If you don't even give me one million, I don't want yours anymore. I'll find a way to make money myself!"

"If you can make money, you can also use the money from your family in the future..."

Without caring what Ning Rongrong was thinking, Feng Yan looked towards Xue Qinghe.

When he wants to make money, of course he means really making a lot of money.

For example, playing as an emperor.

Even if the Taoist priest is not very capable, he can still get two million!
Being an emperor is definitely a promising career.

When Emperor Xue Ye promised to give him a ten thousand year spirit ring, Qian Renxue, who was targeted by Feng Yan, became a little embarrassed?
Even though she moved her toes in her shoes again and again, she could not hide her panic.

What bad idea is Xiaoyan planning again? Didn’t you say you should respect me as your elder sister? But I’m looking forward to it~ What should I do? What should I do?
Seeing the heat gradually rising in the eyes of the ten elites before him, Emperor Xue Ye made his closing speech.

"The promotion tournament will be held in a month. I hope you can make another breakthrough within this month. Well, I won't say anything else. You kids are all very smart. I think you will make a smart choice."

After saying this, Emperor Xue Ye's gaze shifted slightly and swept across the face of Platinum Bishop Salas, and was about to turn and leave.

However, at this moment, 'Xue Qinghe' came to Emperor Xue Ye and whispered a few words.

After being recognized, Xue Qinghe took over Xue Ye's position.

"Xiaoyan, Brother Xue is hosting a dinner party at Tiandou Hotel to celebrate your success. It's just a private party, so invite your friends to come along."

"Celebrate the success?" Feng Yan's head was full of question marks for a moment.

Why not in the Prince's Mansion? This is a big question mark at first.

Besides, Feng Yan doesn't like to join in the fun, Qian Renxue knows it very well. So what's the point of this incident?

Feng Yan tried to question Qian Renxue with his eyes, but she just walked away without looking back.

Sarath, who was standing by, paused for a moment and left with an unhappy look on his face.

Ning Fengzhi, on the other hand, looked at Xue Qinghe with admiration.

Ning Rongrong complained, "Your good brother is really good at taking advantage of opportunities."

After hearing what Ning Rongrong said, Feng Yan was even more confused, "What?"

"Look." Ning Rongrong pointed at the other four teams beside her.

Feng Yan looked in the direction Ning Rongrong pointed, and the first people who caught his eye were Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu.

When talking about inviting friends to attend the celebration party together, the word "friend" is not simple.

Needless to say, the internal members of Shrek. From the perspective of the opponent, Shui Bing'er Fengyan would definitely invite them if he wanted to show his magnanimity.

Considering Shui Bing'er's identity, Feng Yan didn't dare to refuse the invitation.

So apparently, Tianshui College has been invited, so do other colleges want to join in?

After all, inviting only Tianshui College is too partial, and the purpose is too obvious.

Wow, this is really winning people’s hearts!
"How about you all come together? We are all young people, so why don't we learn from each other..."

Feng Yan almost said this while gritting his back teeth.

He and Shui Bing'er really had the kind of feelings that were just after a short separation and were like newlyweds, so he had to grit his teeth and accept it.

Feng Xiaotian, who was the most outgoing, took the opportunity to grab Feng Yan's hand and shook it, leaving an afterimage. "Brother Yanfeng, although I just met you, I feel like we are old friends right away!"

Feng Xiaotian's thoughts were all obvious. After all, Huo Wu from Chihuo Academy had already walked towards Feng Yan.

"Will Tang San from your Shrek Academy also participate?"

"Sure, definitely, and for sure!"

Before Feng Yan could say anything, Ning Rongrong also held Huo Wu's hands and shook them, leaving an afterimage, looking like she was just enjoying the fun.

In the stands, Meng Yiran's face looked extremely bad.

Although Shui Bing'er didn't say anything, she had an expectant expression.

Feng Yan still felt something was wrong, because Qian Renxue had no idea about his relationship with Shui Bing'er.

Even if she knew, shouldn't she be angry?
……

The sun seemed to set particularly quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was already evening.

The next month is the off-season, and without the sense of urgency, this private dinner is a real relaxation.

All five teams that qualified from the preliminaries have arrived. They are all 'friends' of 'Yan Feng', and all the contestants present are dressed in their best.

It goes without saying that Tianshui College, the beautiful girls in evening gowns are all eye-catching.

Although the atmosphere was not warm, people gathered in groups of three or four, occasionally making some noises.

Apart from Tianshui College, the one who took the lead was Huo Wu, who performed the most outstandingly from Chihuo College.

However, Huo Wu, who was wearing a fiery red dress, acted very anxious and looked towards the door from time to time.

"Brother, why haven't the people from Shrek Academy come yet?"

As the elder brother, Huo Wushuang couldn't help shaking his head.

"My silly sister, it is rumored that Yan Feng, who was adopted by the prince since he was a child, is actually the son of the Sword Demon. Who doesn't know the importance of this banquet just based on this? The protagonist of the banquet has not arrived yet, but another prince and princess of the royal family are already here."

"So what, does it have anything to do with me?"

Huo Wu didn't care about the deeper meaning of her brother Huo Wushuang's words. She picked up a glass of fruit wine and drank it in one gulp.

"I know you want to defeat Tang San, but this banquet is definitely not a place for you to mess around."

"I know, I know... you are so long-winded!"

Feng Xiaotian appeared out of nowhere at this time.

"Wushuang, we can't fool around, but as soul masters, we can't just sit there and eat, right? There should be some entertainment. Sister Huowu, what do you think?"

"What did I say? You go and help out, and I'll cheer you on."

"Okay! Just based on what you said, Sister Huo Wu!"

As soon as Feng Xiaotian transformed, the door of the banquet hall opened.

The last person to appear was naturally the protagonist of the banquet, Feng Yan Ben Yan, who had a desperate look on his face.

If Shui Bing'er hadn't been waiting for him, Yi Fengyan would have gone into the woods long ago and started his regular practice facing the giant trees in the primeval forest.

After all, even if it's hitting a tree, it's more fun than changing clothes.

Feng never returned to Shrek Academy. As soon as he left the fighting arena, he was immediately caught by the girls and taken to a suite in Tiandou Hotel.

There was no such thing as anything worth fantasizing about. Under Ning Rongrong's command, Feng Yan was stripped naked.

The pile of clothes she bought before going to Soto City finally came in handy, and Feng Yan tried them on one by one.

The most important thing is that it is useless to wear all these, so Qian Renxue personally sent someone to deliver a set of men's suits made of top-quality materials, and even Ning Rongrong had to accept the reality that this set looked better.

He is usually lazy and never behaves properly, and wears baggy clothes.

Now Feng, who was led by Xue Qinghe into the banquet hall, was wearing a platinum suit with a white shirt underneath.

It is densely woven with snow silk from the inside out, and has real defensive power.

Even the black leather boots on his feet are made of thousand-year-old crocodile skin. They are hard on the outside and soft on the inside, and absorb sweat without tiring your feet when running.

That's as thoughtful as it can be.

In comparison, the girls’ dresses were nothing compared to Feng Yan’s.

It's very pleasing to the eyes though.

For example, Zhu Zhuqing was wearing a black leather skirt. Not only did her cleavage appear frighteningly deep, but the top-quality black silk stockings on her legs were so transparent.

In comparison, Ning Rongrong's royal blue dress was quite ordinary.

There was no time left and this was the only one she had in her pocket.

Even Xiao Wu, with her long hair tied up and her noble lady temperament of just nodding and smiling without looking silly, was better than Ning Rongrong.

The person who made Feng Yan feel the coldest was Ma Hongjun.

No one was suppressing this guy. He named himself Ma Baoer and wore women's clothes, a short skirt and high heels. At first glance, he was even more attractive than Huo Wu from Blazing Academy.

Of course, Feng Yan didn’t have the energy to care about Ma Hongjun because he was busy taking care of himself.

When Feng Yan wanted to enter the banquet hall, he was led in by Xue Qinghe's hand.

The sight behind him was as murderous as it could be, especially Ning Rongrong. Feng Yan could even hear the sound of her grinding her teeth.

Feng Yan also paid attention to Shui Bing'er in the banquet hall. She was obviously dressed up carefully.

Not only the ice-blue evening dress, but also the gradient-colored stockings on the legs have gem pendants.

Without the bravery on the field, Shui Bing'er's wisdom makes her more gentle.

However, Feng Yan didn’t have the chance to step forward and say hello. He could only look at Shui Bing’er with an apologetic look.

After arriving at the rostrum with Xue Qinghe, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince spoke first.

"Welcome everyone, Xiaoyan..."

However, Feng Yan simply couldn't listen.

Because Feng Yan saw the imperial princess Xue Ke waving at him.

Unlike the competing princes, Xue Ke and Yan Feng are both deeply loved by Xue Qinghe.

They had met many times in the Prince's Mansion.

But the point is, beside Xue Ke there is not only Xue Beng with a miserable face, but also someone Feng Yan absolutely does not want to see.

"Teacher, is this your first time meeting Yan Feng? They say he looks like Sword Demon Douluo, but actually he is just that. He is just an impatient bad guy!"

"You little girl~Yan Feng looks a lot like his father, but you don't like him?"

"Like him? Teacher, don't be ridiculous. He has been rude since he was a child. I like him less than that uncle! Uh... why is he coming over here?"

"Sister Yuehua? You're here too?"

Seeing Feng Zimu walking towards Tang Yuehua, Feng Yan felt as excited as if he had jumped off a cliff. To say that he was sweating profusely was an understatement.

(End of this chapter)