World Wide Martial Art

Ye Feng felt as if his fist hit an iron wall, making a clanging sound of metal. Situ Reading

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"Wow!"

His body was shaken back a few steps uncontrollably, and his wrists and arms became numb, as if he could no longer use much strength.

But the petals came one after another as if they were coming forward.

"It's amazing. It seems that I can't have any reservations anymore."

Ye Feng gritted his teeth and took advantage of the moment of retreat to raise his left arm. All the energy in his body rushed toward his left arm. The power of artistic conception that had been brewing for a long time in his body finally exploded at this moment.

A bolt of red light, carrying a domineering martial arts conception, collided with seven or eight flying lotus petals.

"Snapped……"

Two completely different and huge forces merged with each other, making a loud and ear-piercing sound.

One after another, the petals turned into nothingness under the collision of the power of artistic conception, but each collision also consumed less and less of the power of artistic conception, and in the end, this powerful force finally disappeared, and the last petal carried The strange wind sound quietly penetrated into Ye Feng's chest.

Ye Feng was shaken suddenly, as if he was struck by lightning, and his body was shaking violently.

He forcibly stabilized his body and stepped back.

Although he looked very embarrassed, he did not fall to the ground. He still held on to his body and remained standing.

"Wow..."

Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, his arms were in splitting pain. If Ouyang Huan punched him again at this moment, he would definitely die.

Staring at the crumbling Ye Feng standing opposite, Ouyang Huan said softly: "The first move I made, I used 20% of my strength, the second move, I used 30%, and the last move, I used 50%. If you are born at the first level and can catch my three moves, you are proud of yourself. Just pretend that the past has never happened. I hope you will forget it completely."

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Last time, I was also framed."

Ouyang Huan did not listen to his explanation, but nodded slightly. The floating figure in white jumped off the ring and disappeared in a flash.

Seeing her leaving, Ye Feng finally sat down with support, but Ye Feng was not too discouraged. After all, this woman in white was so powerful that she was the first person he had ever encountered, and if it was just as she said, He used 50% of his strength to deal with him. The woman in white, whose name he didn't even know, was absolutely terrifying.

There is no shame in losing to such a person.

What's more, Ye Feng didn't use all his methods just now.

If the power of the Blood God Armor is activated, even though it is still no match for this woman, she may not be injured.

Of course, what happened last time was that I was reckless and broke into someone else's courtyard, causing something so embarrassing to happen. No matter what reasons I had, it can be said that I cannot absolve myself from the blame.

This is also one of the reasons why Ye Feng is unwilling to wear the Blood God Armor and use the Flame Lion King.

He was injured and vomited blood, which was equivalent to accepting the punishment of the woman in white. If he really uses all his means to forcefully accept the opponent's attack and prevents others from getting angry like this, I'm afraid he will be in trouble next time...

…

Ouyang Huan, the woman in white, left and returned to peace and quiet.

"Now the prince announces that the three people who passed this selection are..."

After everything settled, Prince Qi slowly stood up on the high platform and made an announcement. Everyone was paying attention to the arrival of this moment.

There was silence all around the noisy challenge stage.

"...Mo Qingfeng, Ye Feng, and Feng Ye."

Although everyone knew that it was undoubtedly the three of them, it still caused a shock when the prince said it himself.

Especially Ye Feng, who was born at the first level, defeated Tie Changkong and blocked the three moves of the super powerful Xuan Bang master Ouyang Huan, which really attracted everyone's attention.

Being able to do this with the first level of innate talent, it seems that it can be said that Ye Feng, who was specially appointed as the eleventh elite by the master of the palace, is definitely a peerless genius that can only be encountered once in hundreds or even thousands of years.

At this moment, Ye Feng's limelight even overshadowed Mo Qingfeng's.

"Ye Jingli!"

"Ye Feng!"

"Invincible!"

Han Chong, the third prince, and the warriors from Yuanwu Commandery came on stage together and lifted Ye Feng up. Everyone was so excited that they almost cried with excitement.

As for Mo Yixiao and the other two, their faces were ashen, especially Tie Hualong's expression, which was frighteningly ugly.

This time, their Tie family suffered heavy losses. Not to mention the loss of a talented disciple, Tie Changkong, the entire family's reputation was about to plummet.

The two outstanding sons of the third generation were actually both destroyed by Ye Feng. This was such a shame and humiliation. It was a major event that the Tie family had never encountered since its founding in the capital of the powerful Western Tang Dynasty.

Tie Hualong asked several Tie family servants to lift Tie Changkong, and stared at the cheering crowd at Ye Feng's side with a malicious look. Mo Yixiao and Situ Ba also looked downcast.

"Walk!"

Mo Yixiao waved his hand fiercely and left in a hurry with a group of people.

"Let's go too."

Ye Feng's steps were a little frivolous.

The woman in white may have shown mercy as she said, but the energy burst out from the last petal still bruised his internal organs. At this moment, although he was barely suppressed by Ye Feng, his body was weak. inevitable.

Ye Feng must go back as soon as possible to resolve the strange energy left in his body.

Everyone stopped staying and left together.

After returning to the courtyard where he lived, Ye Feng told Han Chong, the third prince and others a few words, and immediately entered a state of cultivation.

He was too weak now and needed recovery.

After entering Xiantian, the normal operation of the body can be maintained by absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Warriors can also take pills and absorb the energy of spiritual stones. However, Ye Feng is different from others. As long as he has various spiritual herbs, the Evergreen Veins can absorb enough from them. of nutrients.

Just now, Ye Feng handed Han Chong one million spiritual stones and asked him to help collect various spiritual herbs and elixirs.

As long as there is a steady supply of energy from the spiritual grass, he can recover as quickly as possible.

…

At the same time, just as Ye Feng was in seclusion and starting to heal, Mo Yixiao, Tie Hualong and others also returned to Prince Han's Mansion.

"Bang!"

Mo Yixiao's expression was gloomy and his eyes were full of ferociousness. He kicked a servant who came up to flatter him far away, and the anger in his heart was like a flash flood.

"Damn it! It's so abominable!"

"how so?!"

His face was distorted, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and the murderous aura around him seemed to be driving him crazy. The people in the palace were so frightened that no one dared to come forward to serve him.

Tie Hualong and Situ Ba followed Mo Yixiao, their expressions equally gloomy and terrifying.

Unexpectedly, even after all the mechanisms were exhausted, Ye Feng was still unable to stop Ye Feng's progress. Even Ouyang Huan, the master of the Xuanbang, took action, allowing Ye Feng to escape.

At this moment, Mo Yixiao and others felt that there was nothing they could do.