Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Lu Feng?"

At this moment, not only was Sikong Zhuiyue stunned, but even Sikong Zhuixing next to her also looked puzzled, obviously having never heard of this person.

"Master, Third Master! You two may not know this, but this young man named Lu Feng is no ordinary person..."

Seeing the two men's suspicious expressions, seemingly disbelieving his explanation, Zhang Shunfei bowed again and said, "Besides, with your extraordinary insight, Master and Third Master, even if I had ten times the courage, I would never dare to deceive you two..."

"Zhang Shunfei, according to your logic, does that kid named Lu Feng have the potential to become a silver-ranked assassin?"

Hearing this, Sikong Zhuixing, who was standing to the side, was slightly relieved of his doubts and immediately asked again.

"In response to Third Master's question, this young man's potential is far greater than this!"

Slowly raising his head, Zhang Shunfei's tone became even more solemn, "In my humble opinion, if Lu Feng were given more time, his future achievements would definitely not be inferior to mine, and might even be a notch above!"

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Zhuixing couldn't help but show surprise, while Sikong Zhuiyue, sitting on the main seat of the Dragon Slaying Hall, suddenly stood up, clearly moved by Zhang Shunfei's words.

After all, while the silver-ranked assassins are quite strong, they are not considered top-tier fighters in the Dragon Arena.

However, the Gold Medal Assassins are different. Even looking at the entire Dragon Arena, there are only four Gold Medal Assassins, which are extremely rare!

Therefore, it is perfectly normal for Sikong Zhuiyue to be moved at this moment!

"No, that's not right. Back then, our boss told this guy to recruit at least five newcomers with the potential to be silver-level assassins, but he's been struggling for over a month and still hasn't succeeded. Now he's saying he's found a promising candidate with the potential to be a gold-level assassin..."

Seemingly remembering something, Sikong Zhuiyue crossed her arms, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Could this guy be exaggerating because he's afraid of being punished by his elder brother?"

Thinking of this, Sikong Zhuiyue's beautiful eyes swept over Zhang Shunfei, who was kneeling below, and she said in a low voice, "Zhang Shunfei, do you know that what I hate most is someone who is insincere and doesn't mean what they say..."

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare!"

Having also grasped the meaning behind Sikong Zhuiyue's words, Zhang Shunfei knelt down again and bowed, hurriedly explaining, "Everything I said is true and absolutely true. I hope Your Majesty will understand...!"

"Second sister, it seems Zhang Shunfei was telling the truth..."

Seeing this, Sikong Zhuixing, who had been silent for a long time, stepped forward and secretly transmitted his voice to Sikong Zhuiyue, "A promising talent with the potential to be a top assassin. It's been many years since our Dragon Arena has encountered such a super rookie...!"

"Hmm, even when I used my Yuan Power to sense him, Zhang Shunfei's expression and heart rate didn't fluctuate at all. This should be pretty much the truth..."

Sikong Zhuiyue nodded slightly in response, replying telepathically.

"Phew! I finally managed to fool them...!"

Noticing that Sikong Zhuiyue's gaze had softened, Zhang Shunfei also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he had a reason for doing so.

First, he did not complete the task that Sikong Zhuiyang had given him before he left.

Secondly, given Sikong Zhuiyang's temperament, Zhang Shunfei will most likely face punishment when he returns to the Dragon Arena!

If they were to reveal Lu Feng's information now and lavish praise on him, they could not only divert the attention of Sikong Zhuiyue and the others and cover up their own dereliction of duty, but also take the opportunity to claim credit, killing two birds with one stone!

"By the way, how many hours have passed since you sent people to try and win over Lu Feng?"

Sikong Zhuiyue shifted her gaze again, looking down at Zhang Shunfei, who was kneeling on the ground, and said calmly.

As the saying goes, hearing is believing, seeing is believing!

Although the other party spoke eloquently, he had not seen it with his own eyes, so he was still somewhat hesitant about Zhang Shunfei's words.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, exactly three days, no more, no less!"

Zhang Shunfei slowly stood up, then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and said.

"Three days?"

Upon hearing this, Sikong Zhuiyue frowned slightly and couldn't help but say, "There's still no news after so long. Has Lu Feng already left Jinling City?"

"Please rest assured, Master! Your subordinates have already dispatched the Liu brothers to secretly keep an eye on this person. With the strength and cultivation of the Liu brothers, even if Lu Feng is unwilling to join the Dragon Arena, he will ultimately find it difficult to escape our grasp...!"

Faced with Sikong Zhuiyue's questioning, Zhang Shunfei replied with a confident expression.

After all, the Liu brothers under his command are not ordinary martial artists, but one of the silver-ranked assassins under the Dragon Arena. At the same time, their cultivation has reached the eighth level of the Yuanhai Realm, so their strength is not weak!

In Zhang Shunfei's view, even if Lu Feng stubbornly refused to join the group, the Liu brothers could capture him alive and bring him back. This matter was absolutely certain!

However, Zhang Shunfei never expected that the Liu brothers would not only fail to capture Lu Feng alive, but would also both die and be left with no trace!

In addition, even Lu Feng, whom he mentioned, changed his appearance again and returned to the Dragon Arena without being noticed by anyone!

...

Meanwhile, in the core area of ​​the Dragon Arena, outside a grandstand...

"Come on! The duel is about to begin, and everyone can place their bets!"

"This bet doesn't care about the opponent, it only matters whether you win or lose. Place your bets now!"

"The betting is open! Hurry up and place your bets, the odds are stable, don't miss out!"

A large crowd was crammed together, almost a dark mass, accompanied by shouts and noises. Most of the onlookers held various tickets and then threw them on the ground in pre-drawn gambling circles, seemingly indicating that betting was about to begin.

As for Lu Feng, he was also among them, but he did not rush to place a bet. Instead, he secretly observed the situation and the changes in the odds.

"Hmm, the higher the level of the arena, the greater the changes in betting odds. And if the difference in strength between the two fighters is too great, the betting odds will also increase accordingly..."

Squeezed into a corner of the crowd, Lu Feng slowly peeked out, then looked at the gambling circles on the ground with odds written on them, his face thoughtful.

In the Dragon Arena, besides the most well-known Dragon Head Lottery, the opening betting odds are also extremely popular, and the returns are no less than those of the Dragon Head Lottery!

Therefore, before going on stage to compete, Lu Feng, who was short of money, naturally did not want to miss this opportunity and make a big profit!

"I'll bet two hundred thousand mid-grade spirit stones!"

"Quickly, I'll bet 500,000 mid-grade spirit stones!"

"A bunch of paupers! I'll bet a million directly, and it'll be even rarer, high-grade spirit stones!"

"Heh, brother, so confident? Aren't you afraid of losing everything in the end?"

"Hmph, that's impossible! The person I bet on is no ordinary person, but the so-called 'Sword Saint of Japan,' Yagyu Ukiichiro. There's absolutely no way that guy can lose!"

The surrounding crowd continued to make noise and discuss, and everyone had placed their bets, making the atmosphere at the scene extremely lively!

"I'll bet ten million!"

Suddenly, a slightly hoarse male voice drifted over, instantly silencing the noisy crowd and plunging the scene into a deathly stillness.