World Wide Martial Art

Although Ye Feng was only at the first level of Xiantian, since he was able to defeat Tie Changkong and advance to the next level, the warriors present no longer dared to underestimate him. Situ

Tie Changkong and Situ Qing were about the same strength as Long Chen.

At this moment, the crowd started talking quietly.

On the high platform, Prince Qi, Fang Tianlei, Master Dong and others also looked thoughtful.

"Deputy Palace Master Fang, look, who will get the other two places?" Prince Qi glanced at the six people and couldn't help but ask.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at Ye Feng a few more times.

He always felt that although Ye Feng's cultivation level was low, he might become a dark horse in this selection. Although he had a deep hatred for Ye Feng in his heart, Prince Qi could not ignore Ye Feng's superhuman strength.

"Your Highness, if I were to let this Deputy Palace Master make a guess, the other two should be Long Chen and Ye Feng."

Fang Tianlei looked at Prince Qi and said casually: "One of the two people has the most profound cultivation, but the other is difficult for me to see through. Although Feng Ye and the others are very powerful, the one I am most optimistic about is still Both of them."

The answer that Prince Qi had in mind should be similar to Fang Tianlei's. He smiled sinisterly and said, "In that case, let them start early."

Fang Tianlei nodded and was about to make an announcement when suddenly, a man came up to the high platform and bowed to salute.

Prince Qi and Fang Tianlei both had shocked faces. When they raised their heads, Fang Tianlei had already seen the appearance of the person coming. He was an proud young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing the uniform of a martial arts elite.

"Zhu Shuanghua? Well, what are you doing on stage?"

As soon as he said the name of the cold and arrogant young man on the stage, a commotion immediately broke out in the audience, and the minds of Mo Yixiao, Tie Hualong and others were instantly raised.

"I am Zhu Shuanghua, the seventh elite of the Wu Palace. I have met Prince Qi, Deputy Palace Master Fang, and Master." The cold and arrogant young man Zhu Shuanghua cupped his hands and said, "I have just come out of seclusion in the Little Heaven Realm. I heard that the selection of martial arts for next year's Four Nations Congress will be held here today. I am the candidate, so I came here specially to ask His Highness the Prince and the Lord of the Palace to let me participate in the competition and win glory for our powerful country. "

As soon as these words came out, the voices in the audience became even more sensational.

"What? The seventh elite Zhu Shuanghua also wants to participate in the selection?"

"But the preliminary round is over. Didn't Zhu Shuanghua break the rules?"

"As the seventh elite of the martial arts, of course I have some small privileges. Besides, what does it matter whether I participate in the preliminary round or not? Is it possible that with Zhu Shuanghua's strength, he will be eliminated in the preliminary round?"

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Fang Tianlei on the high platform frowned slightly. After thinking for a moment, he said to Prince Qi and Master Dong: "Two of you, it stands to reason that Zhu Shuanghua has not signed up and participated in the preliminary round. It is against the rules to directly enter the semi-finals. However, the Four Kingdoms will use martial arts." It is really of great importance to our powerful country, so next year it will be more appropriate to send the most powerful young disciples to compete for luck. If the two of you have no objections, I agree that Zhu Shuanghua will join. "

Master Dong nodded.

What Fang Tianlei said is true. Since the selection is not over yet, there is no reason not to allow strong people to participate.

The stronger you are, the greater the luck you can win for a powerful country, which is good for everyone.

Seeing that both Fang Tianlei and Master Dong agreed, and the three votes passed with two votes, Prince Qi naturally could not have any objections, so he nodded slowly.

Fang Tianlei said: "Zhu Shuanghua, after discussion by the Deputy Palace Master and the two hosts, I agree that you will directly enter the finals. In this selection, three of the seven of you will be selected."

Upon hearing Deputy Palace Master Fang's announcement, Mo Zixiao, Tie Hualong and others looked at each other with inexplicable excitement in their eyes.

They have been waiting for this moment to arrive for a long time.

Zhu Shuanghua, the seventh elite of the martial arts palace, is the Liuyuan martial artist mentioned by Mo Yixiao.

Zhu Shuanghua thanked him with his hand and stood in front of the six people. His eyes glanced around fiercely, and a faint coercion burst out from his body, finally falling on Ye Feng.

"Are you the newly promoted eleventh elite? Ye Feng?"

"That's right." Ye Feng nodded unhurriedly.

From the look in Zhu Shuanghua's eyes, Ye Feng saw a trace of sternness. Even Ye Feng himself found it very strange. This was the first time he heard Zhu Shuanghua's name. The two of them had never had any disputes before. How could the Seven Elites observe themselves with such eyes?

"I'll give you a piece of advice. Stay away from Chuxue from now on. I don't want to hear your name having anything to do with Chuxue."

Zhu Shuanghua looked at Ye Feng with a half-smile, and the words he spoke were old-fashioned, as if the person he was talking to was a dog and a cat.

After listening to Zhu Shuanghua's words, Ye Feng smiled brightly.

"Huh? What are you laughing at?" Zhu Shuanghua's eyes were sharp.

Ye Feng's smile faded and he said calmly: "Chu Xue and I can go as far or as close as possible without your having to tell us what to do. I can also give you a piece of advice. The first few people who talked to me like you all had their Dantian destroyed by me. ”

"What……"

It was not only Zhu Shuanghua who heard Ye Feng's words, but all the other five people on the stage heard them clearly.

Even Mo Qingfeng, who was looking at the sky, couldn't help but cast his gaze on Ye Feng.

Several students from the Wu Mansion, such as Long Chen and Qi Yuankai, were even more surprised and dumbfounded.

Zhu Shuanghua, that was the seventh elite. He was at the eighth level of innate cultivation. His strength was almost invincible among all the inner and outer students.

Haven't you seen that after he came to power, he didn't even bother to take a look at long Chen, Qi Yuankai, and other veteran internal powerhouses...

This Ye Feng is so arrogant and domineering that people have nothing to say.

"Ha ha……"

Zhu Shuanghua had never heard such words before. Ye Feng was so angry that his fingers trembled. He stared at Ye Feng with his sinister eyes, wishing to stare him directly to death.

However, facing his murderous gaze, Ye Feng remained calm and downplayed, with a signature smile on his lips, completely ignoring the existence of this man.

"Okay... hello... just wait for me..."

The strong blood energy on top of Zhu Shuanghua's head suddenly rushed into the air, causing a void to wash away, and the entire challenge stage was enveloped in thick blood.

Seeing this scene, Long Chen and others were frightened to death.

This is a tragedy. The fight will probably be desperate. If anyone encounters Zhu Shuanghua, he will definitely not hold anything back.

Damn Ye Feng, how could he be so arrogant and care so little about others?

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"Look, Zhu Shuanghua and Ye Feng are at odds with each other as soon as he comes on the stage. Let's see if he is still alive!"

Mo Yixiao, Tie Hualong and others in the distance all looked happy, and their laughter revealed a strong sense of schadenfreude.