This competition attracted the attention of countless people on Planet 17. If it weren't for the front line of the war zone, there would probably be more people who came to watch the game in person.

Mu Feng rushed over the night before.

When I arrived at the Love and Rengu, I found that I was still late.

Love and Ren Valley has been temporarily designated as a military prohibition by the military. If you want to enter the valley and watch the competition, I'm sorry, you have to spend money to buy tickets and pass the military's security check.

The military's actions aroused public anger and sentiment. Rengu is a tourist destination, not a military territory. Why do you want to enclose land and buy tickets to make money?

In fact, the military's approach is understandable.

The battle between these two people is bound to be earth-shaking and has great destructive power. If so many people flock in, it is inevitable that they can't stop fighting and hurt people.

At that time, who will we ask for reason?

The military dispatched to maintain order, which consumed the money of federal taxpayers. Do the federal people collectively pay for this personal love, hatred and grudge?

Of course I have to find someone to pay for it!

Wu Gang and Du Manjiang are both soldiers. If they hadn't been intentionally indulged this time, this battle would probably not have been fought.

"What, there are only three thousand places?"

"A quota of 10,000 credit points, why don't you grab money..."

"That's right, your military is too shameless!"

“…”

The crowd was suddenly excited. People who were emotional were considering the difficulties and rationality of others. They only considered themselves, but when something went wrong, they would blame others.

This is where human nature is selfish.

Ten thousand credit points, just to watch a competition, that's really not worth it. The Zhiwang platform does not have live broadcasts, but that's free.

A smart person doesn’t say anything, just take out his personal terminal and transfer money, and maybe he can take a good place first.

Mu Feng knew that the military would not let go of this matter, and the number of viewers was calculated, no more or less.

Apart from those who are privileged, it is already very sincere to open up 3,000 people to enter.

The Wudong War Zone Command has paid attention to this competition.

On the surface, it was a personal grudge between the two people, but in fact it was a small confrontation between the two largest groups in the Eastern War Zone.

Mu Feng directly used his personal terminal to transfer money. He did not pick the front position. Those positions were too conspicuous, so he picked a position slightly to the edge of the middle.

It can see the whole audience clearly, but it is not easy to be noticed.

Those who can easily get 10,000 credit points are either rich or noble. A young and strange face mixed with it will inevitably be noticed.

Through security checks, Mu Feng entered the valley of love.

The military service was pretty good, and they got into the love and the people so early, and they arranged a small tent for everyone, as well as camp beds and bedding and other clothes to protect the cold.

In late autumn, it is very cold at night, with a temperature difference between day and night, which is nearly thirty degrees that ordinary people cannot bear.

Mu Feng chose the location in Qing. On the west side of Renren Valley, the stream was gurgling and very quiet. When he arrived, he had already found that many lights in the tent were on.

Obviously someone arrived first.

Within the sight, six hundred meters away is the high platform for tomorrow's competition. The surrounding area has been cleared out, ensuring that there is no wide view within 300 meters and no obstruction.

People who practice ancient martial arts have excellent eyesight. Not to mention six hundred meters, they can see clearly even within one kilometer.

The military sent someone to deliver some food, but Mu Feng didn't pay much attention to the food, so he asked for two more.

"Brother, have a drink?"

A fat man in his thirties walked over with a bottle of wine and two cups, greeting Mu Feng with a slightly despicable expression.

"My name is Zhuo Muxian, why didn't I ask my brother for his surname?"

"Mu Xiaofeng."

"It turns out it's Brother Mu. Come and try my own wine." Zhuo Muxian handed the filled wine glass to Mu Feng very happily.

“Homemade?”

"Of course, is it my winery considered homemade?"

"The taste is pretty good, not worse than the beauty of the Yu clan's beauty."

"Really, brothers have drunk the beautiful tears of the Yu clan?" Zhuo Muxian's eyes lit up as soon as he heard about the "color tears".

"Drink, by chance."

"Brother Mu, don't say that, I came to Planet No. 17 this time, just for this 'Beauty Tears'. I heard that the brewing process of this 'Beauty Tears' is very confidential, and it is the secret of the Yu clan's spiritual fire line..."

This fat man is a Planet No. 6. His family is very rich. There are hundreds of wineries alone. He is also involved in many other industries and rich families.

People in their thirties have three hobbies, beauties, wine and food in addition to traveling.

Looking at his belly, I also knew that he liked food.

As for the fine wine, the wine he brought is indeed good, soft and refreshing, and the best.

"Brother Mu, I heard that Wu Gang's wife, Teacher Gu Yufei, will come tomorrow?"

"Oh, how do you know Brother Zhuo?"

"I heard that Teacher Gu is one of the few beauties in our Little Bear Star Field. Although he is almost fortunate, he can still fascinate Du Manjiang, one of the eight masters of Dumen, to be powerful. Do you think he is powerful?" Fatty Zhuo said of a woman, his eyes shining three points brighter than before.

It seems that the beauty is much more attractive to him than to wine.

"Brother Zhuo is coming for Meiren Gu, right?"

"That's right, if it weren't for the beauty, why would I spend this in vain money? I'd spend a night in this wilderness?"

Mu Feng shook his head and smiled. There are all people in this world, including those who love money, those who love the right to love, and those who love beauty. No matter what you love, you can have the bottom line of being a human being.

People like Du Manjiang have already exceeded the bottom line of being a human being.

This fat man is just a chatterbox. Fortunately, he drank too much and fell asleep by himself, so he no longer had trouble with Mu Feng.

Meditation and practice.

It's quite quiet here, and everyone's tent is at least twenty meters away, so they don't have to worry about being disturbed for a moment, except for this fat man.

The true energy in Mu Feng’s Dantian is growing almost every moment, and the “seed” continues to become full. Sometimes it seems to feel that it is fire.

Spit out a breath of turbid air!

After practicing for a night, the waste gas accumulated in my body was in this mouth.

Opening your eyes, a light flashed.

As soon as the true energy moves, the condensation on the clothes is shaken away, turning into water mist, melting into the air, and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Water, fog, dew...

Mu Feng was thinking, the water molecules in the air formed fog and attached to his clothes. This is not very similar to the process of Du Manjiang controlling the gathering of water in nature?

One is passive, the other is natural.

The formation of fog first requires tiny dust and temperature, but when he used the water-stopping knife to Du Manjiang, he did not feel the temperature drop.

What's going on?

Mu Feng suddenly understood something, and stretched out his hand slightly.

The visible water vapor around him gathered rapidly, and a water ball formed in the center of Mu Feng's palm. The diameter of the water ball continued to increase, and finally stopped at about the same size as the basketball.

Controlling water, you can control water as well!

Mu Feng was overjoyed and had superpowers, and he was also controlling water.

"Beauty, beauty, don't leave, come and accompany me..." Fatty Zhuo leaned against the tree stump, and his mouth was still drooling. He probably had some beautiful dreams.

Mu Feng waved his hand and the water ball flew over.

A rush!

"It's raining, it's raining, collect your clothes quickly..." Fatty Zhuo turned over, stood up very flexibly, and shouted blankly with his eyes.

"Ha ha……"

"Xiao Mu, it's you, how could you make such a joke with my brother? I really thought it was raining, and I almost kissed you. You poured cold water on your head and there was nothing left." Fatty Zhuo complained.

"Just dreaming, don't take it seriously."

"It's not okay to dream, hey!" Fatty Zhuo said dejectedly.

If he didn't show his identity as a rich generation, no beauty would like to see him.

"I just want to get a true love..."

A ray of morning light in the east shines on the whole love through the dark clouds. Although it is the season when flowers wither, this golden light scatters the whole love. The valley of man is like a layer of gold, golden and beautiful.

“The weather is great, suitable for fighting!”

Mu Feng was speechless. How could this fat man Zhuo look like an elite in the upper class of society?
Chapter completed!