World Wide Martial Art

"Boom!"

Although most people had already guessed the result, these words from Elder He's mouth still made the entire mountain peak burst into cheers. Situ Reading

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Even most of the inner disciples were impressed by Ye Feng's fighting prowess and unyielding spirit, and they sincerely expressed emotion and admiration.

Ye Feng's mind suddenly relaxed. It was only at this moment that the fatigue and pain that came like a tide invaded his whole body.

He couldn't hold it on any longer and fainted.

"Hurry up and take Junior Brother Ye back to the handyman building to heal his injuries. Wang Yuwei, go buy the best elixir quickly. Don't worry about how many spiritual stones you have!"

Yuan Ningzhen hugged Ye Feng carefully while giving hurried instructions to Wang Yuwei.

"Wait!"

When several people were about to leave, a voice like the sound of heaven came. Miss Tianlan, who was next to the sect leader Yu Tingtian, suddenly spoke and said softly: "Ye Feng is seriously injured. Take him to Qingyun Palace for recuperation." ”

As soon as the words fell, countless envious and jealous eyes were cast on Ye Feng, who knew nothing.

To receive such preferential treatment from Miss Tianlan is simply what countless people dream of, so what if they are unconscious? Even if all the bones in the body are broken, I'm afraid there are still people who are willing to do it.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Yuan Ning's pretty face, and she mumbled in a low voice, but when she saw Ye Feng's injuries, she had to nod her head.

Several people gathered around Ye Feng and rushed away under the guidance of the maid Xiaoya.

"Everyone, the second round of our Yuan Sect's competition for hegemony has ended. Xiao Chennan and Zheyan, the inner sect of our sect, and Ye Feng, the outer sect, won the top three places respectively. One month later, the sect will arrange for them to enter the Sutra Dojo and undergo baptism. "

"In addition...Bu Jingshao, Gu Mingdao, Shan Yicheng...and other seven people are among the top ten in this competition, and the sect's rewards will be distributed soon..."

"This competition has come to an end. Thank you all my colleagues for coming all the way."

As Elder He announced one by one, this competition finally came to an end. However, the excited disciples of the Diyuan Sect did not leave the peak and could not help but think about and discuss the last battle.

"What a great Ye Feng. It's really... beyond my expectation. I didn't expect even Bu Jingshao to lose to him."

At this moment, Zheyan also had a little more respect for Ye Feng.

Bu Jingshao was called a madman by the Diyuan Sect warriors, and Ye Feng's fighting spirit could only be said to be worse than Bu Jingshao's.

What particularly awes Zheyan is that until the very end, Ye Feng still has a skill, and his scheming skills are comparable to those of some old monsters who have been cultivating for hundreds of years.

"Sure enough, I was not disappointed..."

Luo Mi, who was next to Zheyan, had a strange sparkle in his beautiful eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his iceberg-like face. He whispered to himself, "If Mr. Nie knew that Ye Feng's body could actually carry I wonder... what the old man would think about lowering the fifth-level inscription?"

"After this battle, the word "Ye Feng" should be sung throughout Jinhua City. This guy really made a mistake at the beginning."

Shan Yicheng smiled self-deprecatingly.

Ye Feng did not use any tricks, but defeated Bu Jingyu head-on. Even he had to say a word of submission.

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If we follow past practice, as soon as the competition ends, we will soon be overwhelmed by the wave of the Inscription Master Conference, but this time it has become an exception.

Three days have passed, and the disciples of the Diyuan Sect are still immersed in the fiery atmosphere of the war. When they meet, they talk about the final and ultimate confrontation.

Even the sweeping door, which used to be the dimmest thing in the past, suddenly skyrocketed and became the talk of countless people after dinner.

Ye Feng's past has also been turned upside down. Naturally, his identity as an inscription master has been boasted to the world, and it has almost overshadowed Gongzi Yuan's momentum.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sweeping Door also sensed unlimited business opportunities.

Yuan Ningzhen showed off his skills and recruited several inscription masters to further expand the inscription business. With his quality advantage, he once again made a huge dent in Luowang's business.

Zhong Ziqi disappeared, and not even a ghost could be seen. Qing Zhenyi also couldn't go out, for fear that someone who wanted to step on him would come to his door, and his business plummeted.

However, during these three days, there was no news at all about the protagonist Ye Feng who was talked about by everyone.

The inner gate of Diyuan Sect.

Qingyun Hall, the rear garden, has a lake inside.

Fish are flying on the shallow bottom, and the lake is as clear as blue waves. On the calm water, there is a jade platform about one foot in size floating. At this moment, on the jade platform, the figure of Ye Feng, who is naked and naked, is sitting cross-legged.

Although his sitting posture is still a little skewed, it is much better than three days ago, and his face is already very rosy and shiny.

Around Ye Feng's body, there were many medicine bottles scattered around. The pills had obviously been consumed, but there was still a faint fragrance of the medicine.

If any alchemist smells the smell of these medicines, he will definitely be shocked.

Because the elixirs that Ye Feng had taken were obviously not mortal objects. Most of them reached the fourth-grade level, and there were even two of them that belonged to the fifth-grade elixirs.

Each one is worth tens of millions of spiritual stones.

"Miss, his body is simply a bottomless pit. If an ordinary person took so many fourth- and fifth-grade elixirs in a short period of time, he would probably be exhausted by the medicine."

In a pavilion not far from the lake, looking at the exposed muscular body, Xiaoya felt a little shy, but she was not willing to look away.

"Hmm...if I didn't have this physical body, how could I have blocked Bu Jingshao's Heaven-prisoning Soul-Destroying Hammer?"

"Besides... I'm also curious. How can Junior Brother Ye carry a fifth-level inscription?"

Tianlan, who was wearing a blue dress, held her cheeks and leaned against the pavilion pillars on her shoulders. After saying this, she stretched out her white arms, picked up a bright red cherry placed on the stone table in front of her, and pressed it on her lips. He couldn't stop dilly-dallying, as if he was wandering around.

"Miss, how do you think he carries the fifth-level inscription?"

Xiaoya, who was staring at Ye Feng with all her heart, didn't notice anything strange about Tianlan beside her, and asked herself.

"I don't know..."

"This is also what confuses me. Maybe... it has something to do with the weird martial arts he cultivates. Of course, now is not the time to speculate on this. Compared with Junior Brother Ye's physical cultivation, I would rather know about his inscription skills. You can defeat Qing Zhenyi, but...do you have any hidden tricks?"

Opening his mouth to swallow the cherry, Tianlan smiled slightly and suddenly asked a question.

This guy is too cautious.

Only when there is a real crisis will the trump cards be used one after another.

What is known so far is that he can use inscription skills to defeat Qing Zhenyi, a fourth-level inscription master, in full view of the public. Although Ye Feng has only been certified as a third-level inscription master by the Inscription Masters Guild, since the color of his mental power is cyan, there is no doubt that his spiritual power is cyan. The intensity has reached fourteen or even fifteen levels.

It's jaw-dropping.

If he really kept a secret, would the rumors from the outside world be true?

This is what Tianlan... wants to figure out most right now.

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