After Hong Yue and the others left, the restrictions in the cave also disappeared. Ye Feng sensed the situation outside the cave and frowned slightly.
A dozen powerful auras suddenly descended, seemingly with a hint of hostility. Ye Feng smiled bitterly, "It's probably because Hong Yue entered his cave that these true disciples showed hostility."
Ye Feng's guess was correct. Many true disciples were pursuing Miss Hongyue, but were ruthlessly rejected. Now, Hongyue actually committed herself to Ye Feng's cave, which made these true disciples unable to sit still and wanted to find out.
Ignoring the disciples outside, since they were unlikely to come in to cause trouble anyway, Ye Feng sat down cross-legged, immersed in his mind, and looked at the dark beads in the Yin Dantian, which exuded a cold aura.
Yin Zhenqi was slowly mobilized along the silver thread and appeared on Ye Feng's palm, emitting a cold mist.
"It's so cold!"
Ye Feng felt that the temperature of the entire cave suddenly dropped, and his whole body shivered, feeling infected by this yin energy.
"laugh!"
The zhenqi in the palm of his hand turned into an air sword, which flew out and hit the wall of the cave. The next scene surprised Ye Feng. The wall of the cave that was hit was actually frozen, and crystals formed on the rocks. Fall down.
"What a strong ice energy!"
"If this were slapped on someone's body, they would freeze to death!"
Imagine that if such cold Qi hits the human body, it will definitely cause short-term stiffness and make the person lose the ability to move instantly. In a competition between masters, a slight mistake will be a fatal blow.
"Okay, okay, there is another attack method!"
Ye Feng was secretly pleased that he now had more and more attack methods, which meant that he could make more adjustments when encountering opponents in the future.
After adapting to the Yin Qi, Ye Feng took it back into his dantian and stored it in the black beads. It can be mobilized at any time. The next step is to restore the Qi and be in the strongest shape to face tomorrow's battle.
The night passed quickly and a new day began again.
This time Ye Feng did not come to the martial arts training ground, but rushed directly to Xuanwang Peak. After spending a stick of incense, Ye Feng arrived at Xuanwang Peak, and a large number of people had begun to gather.
After waiting for more than ten breaths, the top management of the college came again and landed in the middle area of Xuanwang Peak. Following the order from Elder Hunyuan, everyone continued to draw lots. There were still fifty arenas, and one hundred people participated in the competition each time.
Ye Feng was still in the first round, this time No. 8. He turned around and landed on the No. 8 ring. Because of the last battle with Meng Kui, many disciples looked at Ye Feng.
"Senior brother please!"
Ye Feng's opponent was a young man in his twenties, slightly thin, very polite, and he punched Ye Feng.
"please!"
Ye Feng also made a gesture of invitation. Both parties expressed friendship. It seemed that the young man had no ill intentions.
Without saying too much, the young man punched Ye Feng, intending to strike first, because Ye Feng's strength was obvious to all, even Meng Kui was no match for him, and it would be difficult for ordinary disciples to hurt Ye Feng.
With a flying shot of zhenqi, Ye Feng remained on the spot and counterattacked with a sweeping punch. The young man felt a strong wind coming towards him, and his body fell involuntarily towards the bottom of the ring.
"Concession!"
Ye Feng didn't have too many words. After defeating his opponent, he fell back to his own area. The young man who was knocked away didn't even know what happened. He was thrown off the ring by the strong wind. He still glanced at Ye Feng with grateful eyes. It seemed that Ye Feng's men Show no mercy, just sweep him down.
Fire Dragon Peak also appeared in the first round. It was not very unfortunate. The opponent was too strong. The two fought hundreds of moves, but Fire Dragon Peak was still defeated and was helplessly eliminated.
The second round soon progressed. Ye Feng glanced at the fifty arenas and finally landed on the fifteenth arena. His eyes shrank and he stared closely at one of the disciples.
"Senior Brother Luo, they say that you are a formation genius that has not been produced in the academy for thousands of years. It is really an honor for me to have the honor of fighting today!"
Ye Feng's eyes were fixed on this senior brother Luo. Yesterday Hongyue reminded him to be careful about this Luo Yifeng, so Ye Feng paid extra attention today.
"That's the face given by my fellow apprentices. It doesn't matter whether you are a genius or not. What matters is that you have a fearless heart to pursue the peak of martial arts!"
Luo Yifeng said slowly.
Ye Feng nodded. This Luo Yifeng is indeed not simple. Not only does his formation skills surpass those of his predecessors, he also has profound attainments in martial arts. Especially with this explanation, others don't know. Ye Feng is very clear that to pursue martial arts, you must have a heart. Fearless heart.
"Although Junior Brother knows that he is no match for Senior Brother Luo, he still wants to experience Senior Brother's seven-color chain formation!"
This disciple is very self-aware and knows that he is no match for Luo Yifeng.
The Seven-Colored Chain Formation is Luo Yifeng's famous formation. No one has broken it since he started practicing. Legend has it that only one core disciple broke six of the formations. He still couldn't break out of the last one and lost to Luo Yifeng.
"When it's time to use the formation, I will naturally use it!"
Luo Yifeng had no intention of using the formation. The game had just started and his opponent was not very strong. It was impossible for him to reveal the secret of the formation so early.
This young man didn't force himself, he took action first, sweeping his sword towards Luo Yifeng and pulling out more than a dozen sword flowers. His swordsmanship was very good.
Luo Yifeng's weapon is a judge's pen, which is very strange. Normally, a judge's pen is used in a pair, but Luo Yifeng actually has only one. What's even weirder is that this judge's pen has two tips and one pen barrel. , which is unpredictable.
It is more like a fork than a judge's pen, but there is no such a big fork. With a turn of the pen, the sword flower of the long sword is broken, a flip, a deflection of the sword, Luo Yifeng's judge's pen actually stretches and retracts. , blocking all the way for this young man, so he had to avoid it.
At the moment when the young man stepped aside, the Judge's Pen fired another diagonal shot, like a spirit snake spitting a message. The young man had no place to hide, and his body retreated continuously. Finally, he fell under the ring. He couldn't understand why his swordsmanship failed. .
"What a weird writing style!"
Ye Feng finally understood why Hongyue wanted to be careful about this Luo Yifeng. Just with his brushwork, he could break into the top ten, and there was a colorful chain formation that he had never taken action.
"I didn't expect that Senior Brother Luo's 'Gui Sha Brushwork' could be cultivated to such an extent. It seems to have surpassed the Great Perfection state!"
Some disciples had already begun to point and exclaim, attracted by Luo Yifeng's brushwork.
"Yes! This time the formation has really shined. It was at the bottom last time. I didn't expect that Luo Yifeng would appear last year. No one can match him in the formation. Even in the formation, he is a genius who has not appeared in thousands of years. He is very good at martial arts. My cultivation is no weaker than that of other disciples, and I think I may even win the championship this year.”
Another disciple said with surprise.
"I don't think so. This year's championship might be won by Senior Brother Ding. Although Luo Yifeng is powerful, he is still in the Xiantian Realm after all. Senior Brother Ding is already in the Earth Martial Realm!"
Some people disagree and think that Ding Buhui from Tianxingyuan can win the championship.
"Who is he? I guess he must be Yue Wuhen from Yi Zhongtian. Don't think that Senior Brother Yue's ranking is not as high as that of Xu Qingfeng. I have heard that once the two of them competed secretly. Xu Qingfeng was not Yue Wuhen’s opponent!”
A disciple of Yizhongtian said proudly that after all, in terms of comprehensive ranking, Yizhongtian ranked first.
"I think Ye Feng from Xuan Courtyard also has the ability to win the championship. If nothing else happens, I guess the champion will be born among these people."
Some people think that Ye Feng has the ability to win the championship, but they are not optimistic about it.
Although Ye Feng has been gaining momentum recently, after all, he has only joined the academy not long ago, and these disciples are all deeply rooted and have joined the academy very early. In terms of background, they are definitely stronger than Ye Feng.
Everyone was talking to each other, guessing each other to see who would win the championship. Some people even started to place bets on who would be the champion.
People began to place bets in all areas, even the Xuan Courtyard was no exception. However, the number of bets was not very large. Ye Feng was not interested. They were just having fun.
Luo Yifeng returned to the formation area. He could not see any fluctuations in his expression, as if a victory could not arouse his interest. Such a person is too scary. With a calm mind and powerful strength, he is almost invulnerable.
The third round soon took place, and this time several more powerful disciples appeared.
Senior brother Fang Hanzhuo from Wenxing Academy, Ye Wuyou from Wukui Academy, Wang Anguo from Luohan Hall, and Leng Xue from Danguan all came on stage one by one, causing many disciples to scream. Each of these people were A famous team, both playing at the same time, I don’t know whose game to watch.
Ye Feng locked his eyes on Fang Hanzhuo of Wenxingyuan. Wenxingyuan ranked high, and from the overall strength point of view, Fang Hanzhuo's strength was slightly higher.
The battle started instantly, and as expected, these cousins all defeated their opponents with one move. Ye Feng looked bored and couldn't see their bottom line. It seemed that if he wanted to know how strong they were, he would have to wait until the next round.
As the competition progresses, the remaining ones are all masters, and the battle becomes more and more intense.
The fourth round started again. This time Ding Buhui from the Tianxing Academy, He Zijing from the Weiwu Hall, Gui Ming from the Shura Hall, Qi Ruomei from the Black and White Hall, Qiguan Kuangdao, and Body Viewer Jin Kui all came on stage one by one, and Yi Zhongtian's Xu Qingfeng ranked in the last round.
This time Ye Feng cast his eyes on Qi Ruomei and found that Qi Ruomei had returned to a cold expression.
When encountering senior brothers and sisters, those disciples could only shake their heads and smile bitterly. They would sweep them out without mercy in a single round.
The fifth round continued, with less than half of the arena lit up. Ye Feng locked on Xu Qingfeng. This disciple seemed to be slightly stronger than Ding Buhui. It seemed that Yizhongtian was indeed full of talents.
The whole group rested for half an hour to prepare for the next round of competition. After five rounds, there were less than 500 disciples left, about 480, and a new round of drawing was held.
It was very strange that it was difficult for powerful disciples to collide with each other. Ye Feng began to suspect that there must be something strange in the lottery cage.
I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but this time Ye Feng was still drawn in the first round and was the first to play. It was extremely weird. (To be continued)