World Wide Martial Art

"Okay! Since you have the courage, Ye Feng, this city lord has no reason not to agree. Si Tu, it's settled. The 37th genius of this city, Ye Feng, will challenge the barbarian warrior He Bayi by leaping three levels. Once you are on the stage, life and death are up to fate, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere."

After the Star City Lord's admiring eyes swept over Ye Feng, he announced loudly to the audience.

Boom...

Although the audience under the stage had been prepared, they were shocked to hear the Star City Lord announce it in public.

Witnessing a city-level genius with their own eyes has made their trip worthwhile. Unexpectedly, they can even see the challenge of a county-level genius?

This is really...

"Ye Feng, take care of yourself first. If you can't beat the barbarians, remember to jump off the stage and admit defeat as soon as possible."

"My human race is weak, and it's hard to produce a few promising talents, but we can't afford to waste..." After saying these two sentences, the Star City Lord's figure flashed and disappeared from the stage.

Ye Feng nodded.

He stood on the ring, keeping a certain distance from He Bayi, then closed his eyes slightly, with his hands hanging down on both sides.

Suddenly, he raised his head and opened his eyes. At this moment, He Bayi, who was standing opposite him, actually had an illusion that the human boy who was going to fight him was like a sharp blade out of its sheath, which had been buried before and was finally about to shine.

"Human rookie, no matter what you play, you will definitely die if you meet me!"

Standing three feet away from Ye Feng, He Bayi said viciously: "You can kill that stupid bear, but it doesn't mean anything. To tell you the truth, the stupid bear's shitty defense can't even block half of my knife, but you need three punches to kill him, so you can't be my opponent."

"Give my brother... pay with your life!"

As soon as the voice fell, he punched Ye Feng fiercely with his right hand.

At the moment when he punched with his right fist, the air exploded with a loud noise, and a red air wave swept up from his body, forming a python-shaped light and shadow, obviously using the "Barbarian God Tattoo" again.

The same "Barbarian God Tattoo" is completely different when used in He Bayi's hands and in He Bading's hands.

This punch formed a giant snake shadow several feet long and as thick as a bucket in the air, and even almost formed the prototype of a dragon, with a head, body and tail, but no horns on the head and no claws under the body, and the details are not very similar.

Obviously, the level of He Bayi's "Barbarian God Tattoo" is far superior to He Bading.

The same tattoo, the strength is very obvious.

Someone around the ring exclaimed again: "The third level? This barbarian dog has actually engraved the 'barbarian dog tattoo' to the third level?"

"The more powerful the Barbarian God Tattoo is, the more warriors' blood it needs to absorb. This is... how many people have been killed."

Someone next to him said: "Hey, those alien races don't regard us humans as human beings at all. In their eyes, we are no different from monsters and wild beasts."

"The power of the third level of the Barbarian God Tattoo is more than ten times that of the first level. This time... Ye Feng is in danger."

"Let's see how he responds..."

The huge python phantom opened its mouth in mid-air, revealing sharp fangs, and the long snake tongue that was as real as a substance also made a vibration sound, sweeping straight towards Ye Feng.

Looking at this, it seems that it can swallow a living person in one bite, which makes the warriors watching the battle below terrified, and everyone's heart is in their throat.

Ye Feng's face is calm, thinking about how to defeat the enemy.

When he was in Yuanwu Continent, he was strong enough to defeat a half-step king realm warrior, and the strength of a Yuanwu warrior was almost two levels lower than that of a Shenwu warrior. In addition, his cultivation level dropped by two levels, and the Barbarian warriors were stronger than the human warriors of the same level.

After several calculations, if he did not use the Nine Absolute Heavenly Stele, Ye Feng knew very well that he was very likely not the opponent's opponent.

Of course, if he used the Heavenly Stele, it might not be a big problem to defeat the opponent, but in that case, his biggest trump card would be exposed in public, which was not a good thing.

To use or not?

He was still thinking carefully, and He Bading's explosive punch, the python shadow had already rushed to the sky.

When there was no time to lose, Ye Feng shouted and punched three times in a row.

For these three punches, he used the "Ligong Fire Fist" in the Ten Directions Bagua Fist, which was powerful, one punch was more powerful than the other, and Ye Feng also carefully considered the landing point of each punch, and most of them fell on the python's forehead.

Bang, bang, bang...

Three consecutive punches, hitting at the same time.

Boom!

The huge python shadow, which was completely condensed by the "Barbarian God Tattoo", let out a mournful cry. After a loud bang, the vitality dissipated, and the blood shadow flashed and flew back to Hebading.

A series of majestic air currents surged everywhere, knocking some weaker warriors who were watching around to the ground.

Many people showed horror in their eyes.

The aftermath of the battle alone made them unable to stand firmly under the ring. It can be imagined how terrible the pressure on the two people on the stage was.

Ye Feng actually fired three consecutive punches to smash the "Barbarian God Tattoo" attack? While they were amazed, they also had some confidence in their hearts.

It seems that this battle is promising!

Hebading's face also had a trace of solemnity. He sneered: "It is indeed a little bit of ability to be able to kill my brother. However, a chicken is a chicken after all. I want to kill you, and all your struggles are in vain."

"Today, you will definitely die!"

After saying that, he roared loudly, and a hint of sharpness appeared in his right hand. The heaven-level spiritual weapon, the three-foot-long Shamang Dao, burst out with rolling murderous intent.

All the momentum in his body completely exploded at this moment, and he could feel the waves of blood rolling around his body. With a knife in his hand, just facing him felt like he was about to be overwhelmed by the overwhelming murderous aura.

Wow...

The circle of warriors closest to the ring retreated toward the back, leaving an open space in front of them.

Ye Feng's figure still stood upright on the stage, towering like a mountain peak. Facing He Bayi who was wielding a long knife, there was no trace of fear on his face.

"The knife in your hand is about to change its owner!" Ye Feng said softly and waved to He Bayi.

His contemptuous gesture made He Bayi roar in anger, and with his footsteps like the wind, he rushed toward Ye Feng with a "bang, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam!"

"boom!"

A rolling blade shot up into the sky, as if even the clouds in the sky were washed away. In the air, the sword light stirred up ripples visible to the naked eye, and a blood-red color swept across the sky with a thunderous momentum.

"Kill him ruthlessly, cut off his head with one knife!"

He Bading shouted wildly, the sword's blood glowed, and the sword's light suddenly erupted...