World Wide Martial Art

"What the hell!"

Unlike Xiao Chennan, Qing Zhenyi was almost furious. Just when he was staring at Ye Feng, he suddenly felt that the latter was also casting a glance at him. Situ Reading.\\nCOM

The intense murderous intent in his eyes made him tremble inwardly.

"This bastard...could he have discovered that I was plotting it secretly?"

Somewhat hastily, he calmed down. Qing Zhenyi's face was so cold that it was almost scary. He whispered in a cold voice: "If I don't kill you, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep and eat well in the future. Then I'll leave the Qing family's tent with me." Let’s settle it.”

"Even if the Bu Jing Salamander can't do anything to you, I... there are other ways."

When Qing Zhenyi said these words, a jade talisman in his hanging cuffs was crushed by him, and then turned into a stream of light and shot into somewhere in the crowd.

That's where the Qing family warriors gathered.

"Ye Feng wins this challenge!"

On the Kunwu stone platform, Elder He nodded to Ye Feng with a smile on his face and announced the result loudly.

"Go down quickly and recover your strength, I am... but I am very much looking forward to your performance later on."

Elder He shook Ye Feng's right hand seemingly unintentionally and smiled slightly.

Ye Feng quietly retracted his palm, bowed and saluted Elder He, and then flew down the Kunwu stone platform.

Seeing that Ye Feng was fine, all the disciples from the Sweeping Sect cheered and surrounded Ye Feng in the center to give him time to recover.

When the battle on the stone platform resumed, Ye Feng quietly opened his palm, which was a pill. It was Elder He who just secretly put it into his hand while shaking hands.

With a bit of warmth in his heart, Ye Feng put away the elixir.

There were cheers from time to time, and two people were fighting fiercely on the stone platform. Occasionally, blood spattered, causing waves of screams and commotion.

Ye Feng, who was concentrating, ignored the fighting of others, but held several colorful spiritual stones in each hand and began to devour the energy in them.

Fortunately, although this place is crowded, the energy between heaven and earth is extremely strong.

Although the energy consumption in two consecutive battles is not too great, if there are several more battles, the cumulative effect will be enough to make it unbearable for ordinary people.

The challenge system does not specify the number of people and times. The losers are eliminated until the last three people are left.

He is a soft persimmon, and if his cultivation is not at the king level, someone will definitely come up and pinch him a few times. In fact, Ye Feng is the only virtual warrior who has not been eliminated at this moment.

"Inner Sect Bai Fengyun, challenge the handyman disciple Ye Feng!"

Sure enough, just after half an hour, before Ye Feng could open his eyes, a clear shout passed through the crowd and reached Ye Feng's ears.

The second challenge came so quickly, which made the sweeper very dissatisfied.

"These guys from the inner sect are really disgusting. It's only been half an hour before someone comes... to challenge Junior Brother Ye?"

Wang Yuwei frowned and looked ugly. Half an hour could not restore Ye Feng to his peak condition.

"Master Ye has defeated two inner sect disciples in a row. The other inner sect disciples will certainly not be convinced. The first is to get this situation back. The second is, who doesn't bully the weak and fear the strong..."

The path of white impermanence and yin.

Everyone was speechless for a while after hearing this, but there was no refutation. Bai Wuchang's words were very reasonable. There were evenly divided numbers of disciples inside and outside the Diyuan Sect, and the inner disciples had always been superior. This competition... was also called the inner disciples competition before. Exclusive stage.

Ye Feng's intrusion broke this situation, and if he was allowed to squeeze into the top three, it would really be a slap in the face for the inner disciples, and many people would definitely not be able to bear it.

"I've heard for a long time that there's a character coming out of the House of Miscellaneous Workers. When I saw him today, he was indeed well-deserved. I'm very skilled and would like to ask for advice. I would like to ask Junior Brother Ye not to wait any longer and come on stage!"

Bai Fengyun seemed a little impatient, standing on the stone platform and shouting loudly.

Opening his eyes, Ye Feng gestured to the aggrieved Sweeping Gate crowd. He guessed in his heart that Bai Fengyun was probably a chess piece arranged by Qing Zhenyi.

It seems that if I want to reach the top three, this road... is not as easy as imagined. Now, it is no longer as simple as simply beating Bu Jingshao.

Slowly leaping onto the Kunwu stone platform, Ye Feng bowed his hands to him expressionlessly.

"Junior brother Ye, the energy in your body can still support you for a while, senior brother, I will be merciful to you."

There was a ferocious smile on Bai Fengyun's face. As he said this, his move was vicious and cunning. His hands turned into claws and struck directly at Ye Feng's eyes.

There was a soft sound under his feet, Ye Feng twisted his body, quickly avoided the blow, and punched backhand Qian Gongtian.

No matter whether the guy in front of him was arranged by Qing Zhenyi or not, he must take a serious action, otherwise, there will be a steady stream of warriors to challenge him in the future.

When the move failed, Bai Fengyun raised his hand and suddenly shot out a bit of cold light, which went straight towards Ye Feng's eyes again.

"What a vicious method!"

Bai Fengyun's sinister move made Ye Feng feel angry. Just as he was about to use his Yuan Power to punch, something suddenly moved in his heart.

The guy in front of him seems to be menacing, but there is always a thick layer of vitality armor condensed on his body. He is obviously focusing on defense, forcing himself to keep attacking and consuming his vitality.

"It turns out you are also from Qing Zhenyi..."

Ye Feng suddenly shouted loudly, and a flash of surprise flashed across the face of Bai Fengyun opposite him, but he quickly returned to his original state and sneered: "What Qing Zhenyi... I don't know, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

With Ye Feng's eyesight, he naturally caught that flash of surprise in his eyes.

It was like a mirror in his mind. Bai Fengyun's ranking seemed to be outside thirty. It was obviously impossible to compete for the top ten or even the top three. He came on the field not to fight to the death with himself, but because he was entrusted by others to consume himself. Comes from the vitality.

He didn't know how many people Qing Zhenyi had found to deal with him, but judging from the performance of the guy in front of him, he would definitely not be the last one.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's mind moved.

The power of the punch that was about to be thrown out immediately dissipated, and the attack-oriented Heavenly Fist turned into a water fist, which stuck and undulated, and was struck at Bai Fengyun.

After punching out, Ye Feng did not hesitate to fight, but started to swim along the Kunwu stone platform using Kunpeng Jiutian's body method. He also took out a handful of spiritual stones in his hand, and took advantage of this gap to quickly absorb the energy in it.

Compared to the Heavenly Fist, the Water Fist consumes less energy. If you delay like this, the energy absorbed will even exceed the energy consumed, and it can be restored slowly.

"What a good boy, you are so thoughtful that you actually came up with such a way to adjust your condition!"

Elder He was also stunned.

Half an hour cannot allow the contestants to return to their peak condition. It is precisely because of this that the differences between each person can be reflected. But although Ye Feng accepted the second challenge, he was able to recover directly from the battle, which was really refreshing for him.

Among the spectators, Xiao Chennan and others also looked strange.

"Senior Brother Xiao, how strong do you think Junior Brother Ye is? How many challenges can he accept without losing?"

Zheyan suddenly came forward and looked at Ye Feng on the stage with an eager expression on his face.

It seems that he wants to have a fight with Ye Feng...