World Wide Martial Art

"Okay, the first challenge, Bu Jing Salamander wins!"

Elder He walked forward with a smile, glanced at Bu Jingsha with admiration, and then said loudly: "For the sake of fairness, every contestant has half an hour to recover. Next...who wants to compete with each other?" challenge?"

"Why should I, Bijun, challenge the handyman disciple Ye Feng!"

As soon as Elder He finished speaking, a figure rushed up to the stone platform and casually raised his hand to Ye Feng below. Situ Reading 520 official website

"Well……"

Ye Feng was startled. He didn't expect that he would be the second one to be challenged. The inner disciple on the stage looked arrogant and his eyes were full of provocation.

"Why do you think he is ranked more than 20 in the inner sect? He is much weaker than Yao Yifeng."

Yuan Ningzhen took the initiative to explain, looked at Ye Feng with some amusement and said: "Junior brother Ye, although you have won a game, you are still the softest persimmon among these people."

Ye Feng smiled lightly.

This is true. Many people must think that if they can defeat Yao Yifeng, they have already tried their best, and their power will be greatly reduced if they take action again.

All in all, my cultivation level is still too low. In ordinary people's perception, the Void Realm is naturally much inferior to the King Realm in terms of the majesty of Yuanli and combat power.

Because of this, this inner disciple, who was ranked in the twenties, dared to challenge himself boldly.

"good."

"Then let them see if I, a soft persimmon, can handle it."

After chuckling, Ye Feng rose up from the air and shot towards the stone platform like lightning. Then he stood firmly and clasped his fists towards He Bijun.

"Junior brother, don't say that you are offended by your senior brother's bullying!"

A relaxed smile appeared on He Bijun's lips, and he held out a long golden whip, shaking his hands continuously, and whipped it at Ye Feng.

"I see!"

Ye Feng sneered in his heart. This man's body was light and his weapons were strange. It seemed that he had just seen his close combat and wanted to use long-range attacks to win.

This is a good idea, but unfortunately, the other party picked the wrong opponent.

Whoosh!

He Bijun whipped three times in a row, his figure was extremely agile, and he was swimming on the stone platform one after another. The wind of the whip continued, and three more whips were struck at Ye Feng's face.

"Beat him to death, beat this damn guy to a pulp!"

Among the crowd below, Qing Zhenyi jumped up with joy and waved his arms, as if he was the one holding the whip.

There were also many other inner disciples who were more or less excited, hoping that He BiJun could win.

Although both the inner and outer sects belong to the Diyuan Sect, for thousands of years, the inner sect has been superior. In the eyes of most disciples, the handyman disciples are no different from hard laborers. Suddenly Ye Feng pops up, severely dampening the spirit of the inner sect and destroying the inner sect. The sense of superiority was wiped away, which obviously caused a lot of backlash from many people.

"This round of challenge system, I'm afraid Junior Brother Ye will encounter many opponents."

In the corner of the crowd, Luo Mi glanced around and said uneasily.

"If he had joined the inner sect earlier, he wouldn't have had these problems. It's really strange, why does Ye Feng stay in the servant building and be willing to be a servant disciple?"

"Right now, it depends on how far he can hold on."

Xiao Chennan also nodded.

Once Ye Feng wins, the reputation of the inner sect disciples will be damaged, which will attract the hatred of more people. Even some inner sect elders are not willing to see that happen.

On the Kunwu stone platform, He Bijun's figure has pulled out countless afterimages. He is not close to Ye Feng, but is constantly waving his whip on the periphery. There are shadows of the whip from time to time, and he whips at Ye Feng's body at tricky angles.

At this time, Ye Feng's expression became a little more solemn.

This person's physical skills were extremely good, but his attack power was mediocre, and Ye Feng blocked all of them. A cup of tea before and after did not cause any damage to him.

wrong!

A thought occurred to him. Do the disciples ranked in the inner sect, who are ranked more than 20, only have this little strength?

Silently, a stream of green spiritual power spread out against the ground. The moment it touched the ground, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly changed.

On the Kunwu stone platform, which was originally as smooth as jade, there were wisps of very obscure Yuanli filaments, and these filaments were attached with the power of rules.

He suddenly understood.

This person should be setting up something similar to a formation, swinging his arms to attack again and again, but it is just a cover-up.

It's like boiling a frog in warm water. When you find something is wrong, you will be in a desperate situation.

Since you want to set a trap for yourself, then... use the trick.

Ye Feng's attack speed suddenly slowed down, and even his energy began to fluctuate, as if it was difficult to cope with the whip shadows, his steps were chaotic, and he lost his order.

A joyful look flashed across the face of He Bijun, who was watching from the side. After walking around hundreds of times, he suddenly chose the middle palace and went straight in. The whip was like a spear, piercing Ye Feng's heart quickly.

"good!"

This whip was as fast as thunder, and the sound of dozens of sonic booms emitted in the void. Many inner disciples who were watching the battle saw this and shouted in unison to cheer.

Ye Feng glanced out of the corner of his eyes, anger boiling in his chest.

There was wanton mockery and sarcasm in the glances coming from all around.

It seemed that those people wanted to see themselves, a handyman, defeated, injured, or even killed by the inner disciples.

He has no enmity with these people. Even the He Bijun in front of him has never met him before. Just because he is just a handyman, he has to suffer such a cold look?

Sure enough, the world of martial arts is all the same, with clear hierarchies and the law of the jungle.

If you want to break the rules, you will be bound by the rules.

Ye Feng had never thought about this scene before participating in the competition. At that time, he was only thinking about how to deal with the challenge of Bu Jing Salamander. Now it seems that he... has unknowingly become a thorn in the side of the entire inner sect. .

But...so what?

Even if you are an enemy to everyone in the world, why should you fear yourself?

"Jingtai Cloud-Repelling Palm!"

Three-thirds of the energy in the chest reaches the top of the ceiling.

Ye Feng shouted loudly, and the attack he had prepared for a long time was struck like a violent storm.

The energy spreads forward like a huge wave.

He Bijun's expression suddenly changed, and the cold aura that came in front of him became more domineering. He moved forward instead of retreating, and the soft long whip in his hand was as straight as gold and iron.

"Junior Brother Ye, be careful."

"That is a low-grade heaven-level spiritual weapon...the Dragon Blood Sun Flame Whip, extremely powerful!"

Seeing this scene, Luo Mi couldn't help shouting.

Without waiting for Ye Feng to react, the whip was as red as blood, and he used his palm force to open a gap in the air and rushed towards Ye Feng.

"Junior brother Ye, I'm sorry. You have offended someone and you have to pay the price. Moreover... senior brother's ranking in the inner sect will be paved with your blood."

The fierceness in He Bijun's eyes surged, and he was determined to win this blow.

However, the next moment, there was a warning sign in his heart. Although Ye Feng's face was still panicked, his eyes were dark and translucent, and there was no hint of fear, and... there was even a hint of sarcasm in it.

He Bijun, who was shocked in his heart, turned around and was about to run for his life, but before he could take a step forward, a bright green light suddenly exploded in front of him, and the violent and boundless mental power bombarded him.