The gun light condensed by the top-grade soul technique Black Snake Gunjue was pierced by Ye Chenfeng's finger full of nearly 100,000 jin of strength. Immediately afterwards, his two fingers clamped the tip of the spear that was stabbing rapidly, preventing him from advancing a single point. .
A strong counter-shock force formed on the surface of the spear, shaking Shangguan Qi's arms so numb that he almost couldn't hold the spear in his hand.
Witnessing the scene in front of them, there was an uproar.
"It's so strong, Ye Chenfeng's strength is really as strong as in the legend."
"Two fingers broke the Black Snake's gun execution in the Dacheng realm. Is this a human thing?"
Just when the disciples were amazed by Ye Chenfeng's astonishing strength, Ye Chenfeng's body erupted with terrifying power, and he punched the shocked Shangguanqi.
Ye Chenfeng's punch seemed simple and unpretentious, but it gave Shangguan Qi a feeling of suffocation.
"Beast Soul Armor!"
Sensing the horror of Ye Chenfeng's punch, Shangguan Qi quickly condensed his soul armor to protect his body, and placed his trembling spear across his chest to resist Ye Chenfeng's punch.
"Boom!"
Ye Chenfeng punched the barrel of the spear with a force of 100,000 jin, and with the barrel, he slammed into Shangguan Qi's chest fiercely, shattering the soul armor condensed by the spirit beast rhinoceros, and sent him flying out with his fist. After leaving the arena, a cloud of blood mist was left in the air.
"Strong, too strong. Shangguan Qi, who ranked sixth in the Tianhuo Martial Arts List, was defeated by Ye Chenfeng with a single punch."
Witnessing the scene in front of them, the ring stand became noisy. This ending was something they never expected.
"Ye Chenfeng, you are very good. I hope you don't lose to Shen Tukuang, so that I can have a hearty competition with you."
Having defeated his opponent by an overwhelming advantage, Lin Fu looked at Ye Chenfeng with high fighting spirit, and said through sound transmission.
"As you wish." Ye Chenfeng looked at Lin Fuxin, who was full of fighting spirit but harmless, and responded through sound transmission, and jumped off the arena under the awe-inspiring eyes.
"Ye Chenfeng!"
Looking at Ye Chenfeng's back, Fu Youyue, who has a hot body and a charming appearance, but with a strong killing intent all over her body, also has a strong fighting intent in her deep eyes.
"Okay, very good, it seems that this year, Ye Chenfeng has another adventure, he really is a person with great luck." Gan Daobai was very satisfied with Ye Chenfeng's performance, nodded and said.
The second round of competition ended, and the third round of competition began immediately, and the results of the competition were almost unpopular. Shen Tukuang and others won a complete victory with an overwhelming advantage, defeating their respective opponents.
"Senior Sister Fu Youyue is here, and I can finally see Sister Fu make a move."
"I heard that Senior Sister Fu took over the most difficult task in the mission building. In just three days, Senior Sister Fu completed the task and killed the three major and fifth-level beast generals of the Black Mountain Sect."
The fourth round of the competition began. Fu Youyue, who was wearing tight black clothes, had a hot body and a murderous intent, lightly tapped her toes, crossed a distance of tens of meters, and landed on the competition field.
"It's her, so she is Fu Youyue."
Hearing the sound of worship in his ears, Ye Chenfeng finally knew who the woman he met in the Gravity Cave that shocked him was.
"I, I admit defeat."
Just when all the disciples were expecting Fu Youyue to make a move, the Wufu disciple who was fighting with him couldn't bear the murderous aura emanating from her, so he bit his lips tightly and admitted defeat on the spot.
Fu Youyue glanced at the Wufu disciple with a pale face and beads of sweat on his forehead, shook his head, jumped off the stands, returned to his seat and continued to close his eyes and adjust his breath.
The competition was intense, and the morning's knockout round passed quickly. After the morning's competition, 15 disciples were eliminated, and the rest of the disciples took a break to compete in the afternoon.
Due to the strength of the three seeded players, with Gan Daobai's consent, Fu Youyue, Lin Fuxin, Shen Tukuang had a bye in the second round, and Ye Chenfeng and other 12 players were drawn for the afternoon match.
After drawing lots, Ye Chenfeng's opponent in the second round was a young man named Ling Tong, a first-level beast general who was good at stick skills, and ranked thirteenth in the Tianhuo martial arts list.
"Morrowind, come on!"
Lin Kezhu came to Ye Chenfeng's side and cheered him up softly.
"The same to you!"
Ye Chenfeng responded with a faint smile, his body flickered slightly, and a long afterimage was drawn in mid-air, landing on the opposite side of Ling Tong, waiting for the start of the competition.
Chapter 118 Let's Go Together, Both of You
"Ye Chenfeng, your offensive power is very strong, but my defensive power is not weak. If you want to win against me, you may have to show some real skills."
Holding a high-grade black gold long stick, which is as tall as a person, the calm and imposing Ling Tong looked at Ye Chenfeng with high fighting spirit, and said in a deep voice.
"Then I will teach you how to defend yourself." Ye Chenfeng responded lightly, with neither joy nor sadness on his face.
"Wind Dance Stick Array."
At the beginning of the match, Ling Tong, who knew that his strength was far inferior to Ye Chenfeng, quickly waved the Wujin long stick in his hand, and a large number of stick shadows were reflected, interweaving an airtight stick array with amazing defensive power.
"This Wind Dance Stick Formation is indeed the first defensive spirit skill of Tianhuo Martial House, its defensive power is too terrifying."
Seeing Ling Tong surrounded by endless shadows of sticks, the martial arts disciples in the stands talked a lot. They were all looking forward to how Ye Chenfeng would break the formation of Feng Wu sticks and defeat Ling Tong.
"Blood Snake Mark!"
Looking at the impenetrable wind dance stick formation, Ye Chenfeng twisted his hands quickly, and the rolling force and soul power quickly condensed into a blood-red snake, which printed on Ling Tong with a strong blood light. .
"Blood Snake Seal, Senior Brother Ye actually used a mid-level spiritual skill, the Blood Snake Seal, to attack the Wind Dance Stick Formation. Doesn't he know that the Wind Dance Stick Formation is known as the number one defensive soul skill in the Heavenly Fire Martial House? It's just a mid-level spiritual skill. How can you fight against it?"
Witnessing the scene of Ye Chenfeng attacking with the Blood Snake Seal, the Wufu disciples who followed the match talked a lot, and even several Wufu elders shook their heads.