Opening an office in Taila

While waiting in the lounge, Song Yufeng was not idle either. He was watching the game, and he was standing in a very front position in the players' viewing seats.

He had an idea. Since there were no rules in the game, he might as well just keep shouting to disgust them, mess up their mentality, and make them perform poorly.

Although this behavior is not very moral, it is also likely to arouse public outrage.

But fuck it, I was kidnapped here because of the old Taoist priest’s immorality, so why should I abide by morality? If you want to blame someone, blame the old Taoist priest!

As for the public outrage? Let them eat shit. I'm not even afraid of the imperial guards, so why should I be afraid of these guys? Since you, old Taoist priest, used all means to let me participate in the competition, don't blame me for using all means to win the championship.

Just then, a guy next to Song Yufeng excitedly asked, "Mr. Song, my name is Li Youchen. I just saw your fight and was amazed. Now I want to ask, what do you think of the moves of the two people fighting on the field?"

Song Yufeng looked at the arena. One was the elegant and graceful Jade Gentleman, the other was the majestic and wielding woman with a golden sword. One wielded a sword, the other a knife. The flashes of swords and sabers crisscrossed, their figures dodge and move swiftly. The Jade Gentleman stopped just enough, fully demonstrating the martial virtues of the Yan Nation. The sassy woman pressed forward, her strength no less than that of a man. Suddenly, the Jade Gentleman made a mistake, and just as the knife was about to strike him on the head, the sassy woman suddenly withdrew, then put away the knife and saluted.

Then the brave woman raised her right hand to show her surrender. This competition made everyone around her cheer. In fact, it was quite reasonable. Anyone who practiced martial arts could basically see that this Jade Gentleman had already let go a lot of his strength. If he had given his all, the woman might not have been able to last ten rounds.

What a wonderful experience.

Wait, wasn't I going to mess with them?

Song Yufeng felt a little regretful when he came to his senses, but he didn't care. After all, the fight was really exciting. When he turned around, he found that the guy was still waiting for his answer.

Song Yufeng sighed helplessly and said, "If that gentleman hadn't let us win, this would have been over in less than ten rounds."

"Oh my, Your Excellency truly has a keen eye for talent, of course. To be honest, the man on the field is my eldest brother, and his opponent is actually my sister-in-law. Oh, what a coincidence."

Fuck you! Song Yufeng felt his blood pressure suddenly rise. Oh, so we watched and cheered for a long time, but it turns out that you two were just playing around?

Are we, the audience, also part of your play?

Song Yufeng also felt that Li Youchen was too mean, but it was not easy to suddenly turn hostile, so Song Yufeng gritted his teeth and said, "Ah, yes, what a coincidence."

"By the way, it would be a coincidence if I could meet you in the ring. I am also a swordsman, and I really want to see your sword skills."

"Yes, if that's the case, it's quite a coincidence."

Fuck you, if I ever meet you in the ring, I’ll beat the shit out of you.

Song Yufeng said goodbye quickly and left quickly.

Damn, why do I feel like everything has gone wrong these days? Damn, the whole Terra should go eat shit!

Even though I have vented my anger in my heart, I still have to do my work.

After Song Yufeng confirmed that Li Youchen was not in the stands, he walked up to the stands again. At this time, the game had already started, and this time two big men were fighting.

Song Yufeng immediately opened fire at full power.

"Hey! You two on the stage, your fighting skills are just too rubbish, aren't they? All you can do is stick to each other. I only learned this move in kindergarten, and you're fighting like little kids playing house! If you really can't do it, get off the stage and don't disturb the people behind you!"

"Where did this idiot come from, yelling here?" The two big men on the field turned their heads to look at Song Yufeng, and many spectators also looked at Song Yufeng. Unexpectedly, Song Yufeng not only did not restrain himself, but increased his intensity.

"No, buddy, I'm just saying a few words to you. What's wrong? Are you anxious? You're right to be anxious! If I saw you guys doing this, I would find a hole in the ground and jump into it, and die in shame!"

This kid... One of them couldn't stand it anymore and started to quarrel with Song Yufeng. At this time, the other party found the right opportunity and knocked the guy out with one punch.

I have to say, thanks to Song Yufeng, otherwise this guy would definitely not be able to beat the eliminated guy, although this victory was somewhat dishonorable.

"Thank you!" The guy said stupidly, and Song Yufeng laughed. You see, he even has to thank me.

This scene immediately stunned everyone present. At first, they thought that Song Yufeng had some private transaction with that guy, and they all cursed at him.

However, Song Yufeng's actions were beyond everyone's imagination. In every subsequent match, Song Yufeng would frantically interfere and insult from the sidelines. He would either mock them with a look of wanting a beating, calling them "trash~trash~", or he would directly curse them, even going so far as to make personal attacks. During this period, some players asked the referee to stop it, but because there was no such rule in the competition, the referee didn't know what to do and simply didn't prohibit it. The Wulin Alliance, the organizer of the competition, was arguing over who would be the leader of the Wulin Alliance. No one cared about this matter. After all, the Wulin Conference had been going on for so long, and nothing had happened, right?

Therefore, almost no one stopped Song Yufeng's behavior. The audience could only curse at him. Some players even couldn't stand it, so they gave up the game and rushed directly towards Song Yufeng to beat him up. However, they couldn't beat him at all, and eventually they became unconscious due to the anger and blood loss.

All in all, no one had expected the chaos this time, and thanks to Song Yufeng, there were indeed many players who were unlikely to win, but they were able to successfully defeat their opponents because they withstood Song Yufeng's attacks. They must be among the few people who are grateful to Song Yufeng.

As for Song Yufeng, the continuous output for such a long time almost made his voice hoarse. Drinking water while outputting has become his signature move.

Countless reporters were filming him.

Inside the high-rise auditorium...

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Even the old Taoist priest was sweating profusely. As for His Majesty, his expression was sometimes gloomy and sometimes calm.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to stop him?" a minister asked embarrassedly.

"This guy is quite interesting. He dared to do such a thing in this arena, thus weakening his opponent. On the battlefield, it is a good strategy. However, this is a competition venue. Breaking discipline and fairness for this is intolerable. Bring him up."

"Yes!"