Super Master of Female President

"Fenger!!"

Xuanyuan Yulong shouted in grief in the audience.

As for the other sects, Ye Fei was completely convinced.

"This kid is really terrifying... Young Master Xuanyuan has no resistance at all in his hands, just like a human flesh sandbag..."

The head of a school said in a daze.

At this time, Ye Fei walked up to Xuanyuan Chengfeng, looked at Xuanyuan Chengfeng on the ground condescendingly, and asked, "Are you still surrendering?"

"I... don't... admit defeat..."

Xuanyuan Chengfeng's tooth was knocked out, his speech was slurred, and his speech leaked.

"Don't admit defeat, right?"

Ye Fei squinted and smiled, and then slapped Xuanyuan Chengfeng's face more than a dozen slaps in succession.

After a dozen slaps fell, Xuanyuan Chengfeng's handsome face turned directly into a pig's head.

Everyone in the audience couldn't bear to watch again.

That's horrible.

Young Master Xuanyuan was really miserable.

"Are you still admitting defeat?"

After a dozen slaps in a row, Ye Fei asked again.

"I do not……"

Before Xuanyuan Chengfeng had finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fainted suddenly.

"Boy! You killed my family style?!!!"

When Xuanyuan Yulong saw Xuanyuan Chengfeng lying motionless on the stage, he thought that his son had been killed, and suddenly became furious.

"Okay, stop yelling, your son just passed out."

Ye Fei curled his mouth, then carried Xuanyuan Chengfeng like a dog to death, then walked to the side of the ring and threw it towards the Xuanyuan family.

Xuanyuan Yulong was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward, hugging Xuanyuan Chengfeng who had been thrown down.

He quickly probed Xuanyuan Chengfeng's breath, only to learn that Xuanyuan Chengfeng had only been knocked out.

However, even so, seeing his son now being wounded all over and beaten into a pig's head, he felt grief in his heart.

He wanted to avenge his son very much, but when he thought of Ye Fei's strength, he was dumbfounded.

He glared at Ye Fei fiercely, then looked at Old Ancestor Xuanyuan, and begged: "Old Ancestor, you must avenge Feng'er!"

Old Ancestor Xuanyuan's face sank, and said, "Feng'er is not good enough, and he didn't listen to persuasion, and was defeated by others. Do you still want me to avenge him? Isn't it ashamed?"

"Ancestor..."

Xuanyuan Yulong shouted, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"Retreat, send someone to heal your wounds!"

The ancestor Xuanyuan didn't say anything more, and gave the order directly.

"Yes."

Xuanyuan Yulong nodded, and then sent someone to carry Xuanyuan Chengfeng away.

At this time, only Ye Fei was left in the ring.

The people of all sects in the audience have not recovered from the shock.

Xuanyuan Chengfeng, who was still so proud and defeated more than two dozen outstanding students in a row, was defeated so quickly and was knocked out.

The strength gap between the two is too obvious, right?

However, there are also many people who can't see Ye Fei's cultivation base, so they feel that the reason why Ye Fei defeated Xuanyuan Chengfeng was simply taking advantage of it.

After all, Xuanyuan Chengfeng challenged more than 20 people in a row just now, and his physical strength must have been a lot, so it was normal to lose to Ye Fei.

At this moment, Ye Fei stood on the stage and glanced at the young children of various sects under the stage, and said, "Who else is going to run for the leader? If any of you can beat me, I'm still happy to let the leader be the leader. For you."

"Smelly boy! Didn't you just win Young Master Xuanyuan, why are you arrogant?"

"That's right, what are you pretending to be? Young Master Xuanyuan has played more than 20 games, and his physical strength has long been exhausted. You just picked up a bargain!"

"Hehe, if Young Master Xuanyuan is at his peak, it's hard to say who loses and who wins!"

Many people in the audience yelled and expressed dissatisfaction after hearing Ye Fei's words.

"..."

Ye Fei was speechless immediately.

What he said is the truth, why did you pretend to be coerced?

To be honest, he really didn't want to be this leader.

If anyone has enough strength, he is eager to give up this position quickly.

At this moment, the five great ancestors, five poisons and five old beggars in the audience shook their heads sadly when they heard what these sects said.

These guys, their own strength is not good, they feel that it is a fluke for others to win.

They don't understand. Is it so difficult to admit that a person is good?

Ye Fei didn't pay attention to the yelling of these people, but raised his voice: "Well, since you think I'm pretending to be forced, you think I'm picking up the bargain, so whoever refuses to accept it, just go!

As long as anyone can defeat me, the position of the leader is yours! "

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience fell silent.

Some sects who have not participated in the election are hesitating whether to send someone up to challenge.

After waiting for a few minutes, the Dragon Lord saw that no one was on stage, and when he was about to go up to announce the position of the leader, he heard an arrogant voice resounding.

"I am Song Qiushan, the third-generation disciple of Wudang. I don't think you are honorable to win, so I want to ask you for advice!"

I saw a handsome young man wearing a white gossip pattern and holding a white long sword.

"Wudang finally sent someone to play, but there is a good show to watch!"

"It is said that Song Qiushan's cultivation has reached the state of congenital great perfection, and he is only one step away from returning to the Yuan state. It can be described as the best disciple of the younger generation among the Wudang people!"

"Song Qiushan is the son of the head of Song Yuhe. As long as Song Qiushan can win the position of the leader this time, he is probably the next head of Wudang!"

Everyone started talking.

Hearing everyone's comments, Wudang head Song Yuhe looked proud and proud. After all, Song Qiushan was his son.

Above the ring.

Seeing Song Qiushan on stage, Ye Fei glanced lightly, and then said: "Boy, you better go down, your strength is really not good, not as good as the Xuanyuan Chengfeng just now."

"Boy, how dare you look down on me!"

Song Qiushan looked angry, his sword was unsheathed, and pointed at Ye Fei, "I want you to taste our Wudang Taiji swordsmanship!!!"

The voice fell off.

call out! !

A sound of breaking through the air!

Song Qiushan stepped on light work, condensing all the power of innate Dzogchen's true energy on the long sword, then turned out a sword flower, and directly stab Ye Fei!

Seeing Song Qiushan rushing towards him, Ye Fei did not dodge or back off, but stepped forward and met Song Qiushan's sword with his chest!

"What does this kid want to do? Does he want to block Song Qiushan's sword with his chest? Is he crazy?!"

An exclamation sounded from the crowd.

Just when most of them thought that Ye Fei was looking for death by doing this, they only heard a scream, Song Qiushan's sword had already pierced Ye Fei's chest!

However, what shocked everyone present was that Song Qiushan's sword only pierced Ye Fei's clothes, and failed to pierce Ye Fei's body at all!

This sword seems to be pierced on a steel plate!

What kind of monster is this kid?

Is his body really beaten with iron? !

Even the eyes of the five great ancestors appeared astonished!

They thought that Ye Fei was using True Qi to protect his body, but they didn't feel the fluctuation of True Qi from Ye Fei's body!

In other words, Ye Fei only relied on his physical body to block Song Qiushan's sword!

However, the Five Poison Kings and the old beggar didn't think it was weird. They knew very well that Ye Fei's body was simply abnormally strong!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Seeing that a sword did not pierce Ye Fei's body, Song Qiushan's face was full of incredible horror!

"Go down."

Ye Fei didn't say much, but moved his legs and continued forward!

Cang! !

Qiang Qiang! !

I only heard a series of crisp cracking sounds!

Ye Fei abruptly broke the sword in Song Qiushan's hand with his chest, turning it into a section and falling to the ground!

Until Ye Fei was less than half a step away from Song Qiushan, Song Qiushan held a sword hilt and opened his mouth wide, making the whole person stupid!

Ye Fei raised the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly.

boom! !

"Uh!!"

Song Qiushan cried out in pain, and his body flew upside down. With a "boom", he fell off the ring.

Wudang Song Qiushan, defeated!