"Feng Ge, are you alright?" Zhou Wei and the others were completely stunned, the development of the situation had exceeded their imagination and was completely beyond their ability to intervene.
"Don't worry! I haven't taken this matter seriously!" Zhou Feng smiled slightly at them, "The martial arts tournament is about to begin, make sure you're prepared!"
Meanwhile, Zhou Feng was sitting steadily on the ground, watching the martial matches that had already begun on the altar.
In everyone's eyes, he was sitting expressionless in the square, completely appearing as if he was defeated and dejected. Yet, they didn't know that in Zhou Feng's mind, blue streams of light formed the silhouettes of people on the stage, as he engaged in a mental duel with each participant, gaining insights into their combat techniques.
