Facing Jian Chengfeng's Hanling Sword, Ye Feng must crush his opponent in an absolute way and completely destroy his self-confidence.
Ten fingers emerged instantly, drawing a trace in the void, which was not weaker than the power of the spiritual weapon. His body shot out, and his fingers grabbed Jian Chengfeng's arm.
"court death!"
Jian Chengfeng was furious, and two consecutive moves were broken by Ye Feng's claws. With a roar, the long sword transformed into countless sword lights, and various sword auras were everywhere, trying to crush Ye Feng's arms.
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
The flying sword energy was torn apart by Ye Feng. Through the sword curtain, he grabbed it with his ten fingers in the air, like a goshawk, and let out a light whistle. Ye Feng's body bounced up in the air, and his five fingers were like a five-clawed golden dragon, emitting vast dragon power. Ye Feng absorbed a trace of the dragon's bone and even had some dragon power in it.
Three drops of Shura blood boiled in the blood, as if the whole blood could be ignited. The blood roared in the veins, and could turn into a Shura god at any time and trample everything.
"Die!"
Affected by the essence and blood of Shura God, Ye Feng became even more violent, as if he had turned into a demon god, unstoppable, and the demon's claws finally reached out to Jian Chengfeng.
"Crack!"
Ten fingers grasped the Han Ling Sword, making a crisp click sound. The ruthless sword energy cut on Ye Feng's body, making a hissing sound. It was unable to break Ye Feng's body, but only cut the clothes into pieces.
"What's going on? Ye Feng actually broke through Jian Chengfeng's sword curtain!"
Many disciples on the high platform exclaimed at the same time. Faced with the overwhelming sword energy, Ye Feng actually did not dodge, but stretched out his hands to break the sword energy. Now he has a claw on the Hanling Sword again, which is simply incredible.
"What a powerful body. How did he cultivate it?"
Some disciples also saw clearly that although Ye Feng's clothes were torn, his physical body was not damaged. How powerful this physical body was.
Generally, cultivation is based on Kung Fu and supplemented by martial arts. As the realm continues to improve, the physical body will become stronger accordingly. Only very few people practice Kung Fu and the physical body at the same time, which wastes time.
But after cultivating the physical body, the benefits are self-evident. Although the cultivation speed slows down a lot, when encountering a battle of the same level, the physical body is strong and the advantages can be distinguished.
The Han Ling Sword was firmly controlled in the palm of his hand, and the sword Chengfeng could not be drawn out.
"You... you monster, can actually hold my sword with your bare hands!"
Jian Chengfeng's eyes showed a look of horror. Two months ago, Ye Feng's physical body was strong, but not to this extent. Only two months later, Ye Feng's physical body was comparable to a top-quality spiritual weapon.
"I just said that I was able to disable your long sword two months ago, and I can also disable your long sword now!"
Ye Feng sneered, and his true energy suddenly burst out, flowing down his arm into his palm. The Hanling Sword seemed to make a mournful sound. The top-grade spiritual weapon already had a trace of spiritual intelligence, and he felt the crisis at this time.
"What are you going to do!"
Jian Chengfeng wanted to withdraw the sword, but found that his body was out of control and could not withdraw the sword. He finally showed a look of shock.
"Don't you know what I want to do?"
Ye Feng glanced with disdain, and suddenly exerted force on his palm. The cracks on the Han Ling Sword that he was holding were getting more and more. Gradually, the cracks turned into turtle patterns and covered the entire sword. The luster on it dimmed instantly and it lost its spirituality.
"You... you destroyed my Hanling Sword, I'm going to fight you!"
Jian Chengfeng was like a mad lion. He roared angrily, gave up his long sword, and punched Ye Feng in the face. He lost his mind. This Lingling Sword was made for him by his grandfather himself. It has not been officially used yet, but now it is How could he not be angry after being deposed by Ye Feng.
"Just because you want to fight me to the death!"
Ye Feng threw away the long sword and turned it into countless pieces in the air, which clattered everywhere in the arena. The long sword lost control of his true energy and broke apart along the cracks, breaking into hundreds of pieces.
Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, Ye Feng drew an arc at the corner of his mouth, moved his palm, and slapped it hard.
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap appeared. It was very harsh and loud. It could even spread to every corner of Xuanwang Peak and fell into everyone's heart. Some people's hearts even twitched unconsciously.
"You...you slapped me!"
Jian Chengfeng was stunned. He turned around and found that the left side of his face was completely swollen. He didn't even understand what was going on. He had always slapped others since he was a child. Today, he was slapped hard by Ye Feng. Slap, completely frozen in place.
"You actually slapped me, you actually slapped me, you are dead, you are really dead, I want to kill you, I want to tear you apart, I want your whole family to be buried with you..."
Jian Chengfeng seemed to have lost his mind. He kept cursing and all kinds of vicious words came out of his mouth. He did not look like a rational person at all.
"You're looking for death, how dare you threaten my family!"
Ye Feng was furious. Dongfang Bai threatened his family last time and was tortured by him. Now Jian Chengfeng threatened his family again, causing Ye Feng to shoot out murderous intent with a whooshing sound. His eyes were scarlet, like an awakened beast.
With a loud bang, his arm slapped again, this time twice as powerful as before.
"Snapped!"
This time it was his left hand that slapped Jian Chengfeng's right face hard. A mouthful of blood shot out from his mouth, and his body was thrown out like a kite with its string broken.
"boom!"
His body fell to the ground and he vomited blood. Ye Feng did not kill him harshly. There was no life and death agreement between the two, so it was impossible for Ye Feng to kill him in the ring.
In addition, he also has a Supreme Elder as his grandfather, Ye Feng has to worry about something. Although he is not afraid of death, Ye Feng still has family, and he doesn't want to hurt his parents because of his hatred.
Everyone looked at each other, looking at each other, and they all felt incredible. Ye Feng had broken Jian Chengfeng's sword energy in one move, and now he slapped him hard twice. It was simply incredible.
"puff!"
Jian Chengfeng's face was as swollen as a pig's head. He wanted to get up from the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood, along with several teeth. His eyes were furious, and he was knocked awake with a second palm.
"I am going to kill you!"
Jian Chengfeng stood up, and the first thing he did was rush towards Ye Feng. He still refused to give up. In front of the senior officials of the college and in front of countless disciples, he was slapped twice. This was a great shame and humiliation. It was even worse than killing him. He still felt uncomfortable.
"snort!"
Ye Feng snorted coldly and watched as Jian Chengfeng rushed towards him. He shot his arm and hit him in the face with a punch. This time, even the corners of his eyes were crooked. His nose and tears suddenly flowed out, and Jian Chengfeng's Eyes mesmerized.
“%￥￥&… &**”
After Jian Chengfeng fell to the ground, he was still cursing, but the corner of his mouth was punched by Ye Feng. At this time, he couldn't understand what he was saying.
"Snapped!"
Under everyone's gaze, Ye Feng stepped on Jian Chengfeng's face with his right foot, which no one expected.
"Kaka!"
Ye Feng exerted a little force on his right foot, and Jian Chengfeng's bones made a cracking sound. As long as Ye Feng exerted force, he could crush his head.
"Don't challenge my patience. If you do anything wrong once in a while, I will kill you!"
Ye Feng knelt down, patted Jian Chengfeng's swollen face, said coldly, kicked Jian Chengfeng's body away, and fell hard under the ring.
"This round, Ye Feng wins!"
The referee did not hesitate and announced the end of the game in an instant. He wanted to announce it several times just now, but Jian Chengfeng did not admit defeat, and he still had fighting ability, which was different from Kou Chenlong's nature.
The high platform was surprisingly calm, and the disciples around him were also very calm. They stopped talking and watched everything calmly. They didn't understand at all how Ye Feng was able to defeat Jian Chengfeng's swordsmanship in one move.
"Master Yu, I'm sorry, you lost the bet, so I'll accept the Wannian Discontinuous Pill!"
Yang Hua showed joy on his face and put away the two porcelain bottles on the stone table, ignoring Yu Zhongtian's murderous eyes.
"Damn this kid. He dares to insult my Tianxing Academy disciples like this, and he is also the grandson of the Supreme Elder. Not even the Academy Master can save him this time!"
Yu Zhongtian had a sinister tone, Jian Chengfeng was ravaged by Ye Feng, leaving him with no face at all. Not to mention losing Wannian Discontinuous Pill, face is the most important thing.
"It's a joke. There will inevitably be some friction during the competition. In the last round, Jian Chengfeng brutally tortured our disciples in the Xuan Courtyard. Did I say anything? Only officials are allowed to set fires, and private households are not allowed to light lamps. What kind of logic do you have!"
Yang Hua is not a soft persimmon. If he fights back, no one can harm Ye Feng.
Under the gaze of thousands of people, Ye Feng returned to the high platform, and several sinister eyes shot towards him instantly. Ye Feng turned to look over, and it was none other than Tianxing Dean Ding Buhui.
Ding Buhui, who injured Tianxingyuan Jianchengfeng himself, was of course disgraced as his senior brother. At this time, he showed hostility and glared at Ye Feng. If this was an arena, the two of them would probably have had a big fight.
However, this sinister look quickly disappeared, and the second competition soon began, and ten more disciples were eliminated.
As the competition progresses, Ye Feng feels more and more something is wrong. Why can't the thirteenth senior disciple or any disciples with potential come into contact and can be avoided skillfully? Is it a deliberate arrangement by the academy
If Jian Chengfeng had not met Ye Feng, it is entirely possible that he would have entered the top 30. The rest of the competition was very boring. Those powerful disciples encountered disciples whose strength was far different from his own.
In other words, the places to enter the top thirty have been arranged long ago. These disciples are very powerful, and the academy will try to avoid them meeting in advance. If they do not encounter super strong opponents, they will definitely be able to enter the top thirty smoothly.
This is understandable. The reason why the academy arranged it this way is to allow those disciples with potential to better display their potential. If the thirteenth senior disciple met in advance, one of them would definitely be eliminated, and the competition would lose its appeal.
"The most exciting moment has arrived. Next, we will draw lots to select our opponents and determine the qualifications for the top fifteen!"
Master Hunyuan stood up and announced to the disciples who had safely entered the top thirty. (To be continued)