The opponent in this match was He Zijing from Weiwu Hall, who was very good. After three rounds, he had one win, one loss and one draw, with four points, ranking in the middle of the pack.
"Senior brother, thank you very much, please!"
Ye Feng was still calm and calm, making a gesture of invitation.
"Junior brother, please be gentle, senior brother is afraid of pain."
He Zijing twisted a bit and said angrily, he was actually a sissy, but he also had a fan in his hand, which was neither fish nor fowl.
Seeing He Zijing's look, Ye Feng secretly despised him. He was actually a hermaphrodite, and he was ogling Ye Feng, which made Ye Feng feel chills and goosebumps all over his body.
"Ahem, senior brother, please take action!"
Seeing He Zijing ogling him, Ye Feng couldn't bear to look at him. He coughed a few times and asked the other party to take action quickly. As he continued to watch, he felt sick to death. Before he could fight, Ye Feng ran away in fear.
"Junior brother, why are you so anxious? I don't want to be thrown out by you!"
He Zijing rolled his eyes at Ye Feng. Ye Feng trembled all over and punched He Zijing hard.
"Plop!"
Before He Zijing could react, he was knocked away by Ye Feng's punch and rolled down the ring with a grunt. Ye Feng quickly left the ring and went back to rest.
"Hahaha… "
A series of loud laughs came from all around, and the entire academy knew that He Zijing always winked at the handsome guy. Many disciples couldn't stand him. Now that they met Ye Feng, they finally got a kick out of it.
Although everyone was very disgusted, because He Zijing was very powerful and did not dare to do anything to him, now when they met Ye Feng, they swept him away with one punch without any explanation.
He Zijing got up from the ground, patted the dust on his body, and slowly returned to his seat as if there was no one around. This time, he actually sat next to Ye Feng, because they were the first to finish the game, and there were only two of them in the rest area.
"Junior brother, you are so strong, but you hit me so much that it hurts!"
He Zijing said angrily, touched his butt, and ignored Ye Feng's murderous eyes.
"Ahem, Senior Brother He, please respect yourself!"
Ye Feng still coughed dryly. The game was over and he couldn't take any more action. Besides, He Zijing didn't break the rules and was just talking to himself.
"Yeah!"
He Zijing cleared his throat, his voice became a little heavier, and he looked more like a man, restraining his previous expression.
"Junior brother is very good. I'm very optimistic about you. I guess no one can stop you except those few!"
He Zijing shouted angrily at Nu Dalu. Ye Feng looked over and saw that it was Yue Wuhen, Ding Buhui, Luo Yifeng, and Xu Qingfeng.
Although Xu Qingfeng lost one game, he must not be careless. Ye Feng knew Xu Qingfeng's strength well. It was even possible that Xu Qingfeng deliberately conserved his strength and gave up one game when it was time to save his strength for the next game.
"Oh, how can I see it!"
Although Ye Feng heard the news about Yue Wuhen and Luo Yifeng, when it came out from He Zijing's mouth again, Ye Feng asked sideways.
"I tell you it's okay, but don't do this to others again!"
As soon as He Zijing regained his serious look, he immediately changed again. He really couldn't change his attitude, which made Ye Feng feel contempt for him again.
"Let me talk about this month Wuhen first. I heard that when he was born, it happened to coincide with a lunar eclipse. On that night, countless invisible images appeared near the place where he was born. Since he was born, his cultivation talent has been reflected, beyond There are too many ordinary people, and there are rumors from the outside that he is the reincarnation of a spirit fox, but the details are not very clear! "
He Zijing pointed at Yue Wuhen and said slowly.
Ye Feng nodded. Yue Wuhen talked little, and even cherished his words. He was rarely seen speaking. Otherwise, Xu Qingfeng, the senior brother of Yizhongtian, would not be able to get his turn. It was because Yue Wuhen did not compete for fame or gain.
"And this Luo Yifeng, although he was not born with a vision, he has a powerful father and is definitely a very important figure in the Southern China, so his future achievements will definitely be high."
He Zijing continued.
Since ancient times, a tiger father has no dog son, Ye Feng also nodded. It seems that Luo Yifeng's sudden fame is not accidental, but inevitable.
"As for Ding Buhui, his origin is rather strange. He was adopted and finally joined the academy. It is said that he has lived with wild beasts since he was a child. He has a violent personality. So far, he still inherits some of the characteristics of monster beasts."
Speaking of Ding Buhui, He Zijing was more afraid. Although Ding Buhui was not necessarily the most powerful among the three, he was definitely the hardest to offend.
"If this is not your ultimate strength, it is probably difficult for others to stop you, but you have to be careful!"
He Zijing also saw that Ye Feng wanted to win the championship, so he said this.
"Thanks for the warning!"
Ye Feng has been busy practicing and doesn't know much about the backgrounds of some of the disciples in the academy. After hearing He Zijing's analysis, it seems that every genius' success is not a coincidence.
He Zijing seemed to be interested in making friends with Ye Feng, and he restrained himself a lot. He no longer had the flattering look just now, but his expression was solemn.
"Junior brother, you are certain to become a core disciple. I hope you can take care of me when you become a true disciple in the future!"
He Zijing's tone was more serious.
"Senior brother, you are too polite. Junior brother is not even a core disciple, let alone a true disciple!"
Ye Feng smiled bitterly. Although he had a mutated physique, the Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons, and the Seven Heaven-Slaying Styles, Ye Feng had great confidence in becoming a true disciple, but it was not a sure thing.
"I'm very good at judging people, as long as my junior brother remembers what I said today!"
After saying that, He Zijing left. Because someone had already finished the game, Qi Ruomei came over.
"What did he tell you just now? He didn't come here to seduce you, did he?"
Of course Qi Ruomei also knew who He Zijing was, so she rolled her eyes and glared at Ye Feng fiercely.
"Ahem, you're jealous."
Ye Feng smiled evilly.
"Who is jealous of you?"
Qi Ruomei snorted coldly, then turned her head and ignored Ye Feng.
They walked back one after another. As they went to the back, the battle became more intense, and the test of Qi became even more severe. Fortunately, these were genius disciples and their recovery ability was very fast.
After a cup of tea, entering the fifth round, Ye Feng had no intention of changing the arena, it was still the same one just now.
People landed on more than a dozen arenas at the same time, and soon a figure landed opposite Ye Feng, watching the Crazy Saber.
"Crack!"
A large knife about the same height as Ye Feng appeared in Kuang Dao's hand. The handle of the knife was inserted into the ground, making a clicking sound, and a large piece of bluestone on the ground shattered.
"I heard that your physical body is very powerful. I wonder if you can withstand my Overlord Sword!"
Crazy Sword has a set of Overlord Sword Techniques. As the name suggests, the Sword Techniques are very domineering.
“You won’t know until you try it!”
Ye Feng was full of fighting spirit, and the momentum of the mad sword was very manic, like a wild beast, huge in size, and equipped with a big sword as high as a person, giving people an invisible pressure.
"Take the move!"
With a twist of the blade, the big knife jumped into the air and stabbed straight at Ye Feng. Such a big knife was as flexible as an embroidery needle in the hands of Kuang Dao.
"What a domineering sword technique!"
Feel the sharp sword energy, very domineering, a sword intention appears, it is very slight, you can understand the sword intention, this crazy sword is really not simple.
The sword has the intention of the sword, and the sword has the intention of the sword. It may be easy to understand the intention of the sword, but if you understand the intention of the sword, there is no one among them. This crazy sword can be regarded as a genius among swords.
At an extremely high level, you don't need weapons to kill, you can kill your opponent using your artistic conception. It seems that Crazy Sword has not reached that stage yet, it is just a prototype.
The Ba Dao carried a bunch of strong wind, and the air cut by the blade creaked. Ye Feng felt that his skin was about to be cut open, but he still stood there with no intention of taking action.
"What's going on? Is this kid going to take a blow from the mad knife?"
Many people couldn't understand it at all. Ye Feng stood on the spot, not even planning to fight back. He turned a blind eye and watched the sword getting closer and closer.
"That's so arrogant. I've never seen such an arrogant boy dare to ignore a crazy sword strike!"
Some people expressed disdain, thinking that Ye Feng was too arrogant.
Some people are puzzled, and some are pity. It is not easy for Ye Feng to reach this point. If he loses to the hands of Crazy Sword, many people will sigh with regret. Until now, many disciples have begun to support Ye Feng, and he has won the favor of some people, especially He was a member of the Nine Star Alliance and started roaring, telling Ye Feng to take action quickly.
The Tyrant Sword was getting closer and closer, and even if Ye Feng counterattacked, it was too late, so he could only retreat passively. A hint of a smile flashed on Crazy Sword's face, and his originally rough and crazy face became ferocious.
Everyone knows that Kuang Dao and Ding Buhui are as close as brothers. When Ye Feng brutally tortured Jian Chengfeng and returned to the high platform, there were several vicious eyes looking at Ye Feng, one of which came from Kuang Dao.
The relationship between Kuang Dao and Jian Chengfeng is also unusual, so they both regard Ye Feng as their enemy. Although Kuang Dao tried his best to hide it when they entered the ring, when they actually fought, they immediately released hostility and even murderous intent.
"Yang Hua, this kid couldn't have been frightened!"
Yu Zhongtian saw Ye Feng standing still, watching the sword fall, and said to Yang Hua with a mocking look.
"Why are you so anxious? The battle has just begun!"
Yang Hua frowned. Although he didn't understand why Ye Feng didn't take action, he believed that Ye Feng must have his reasons.
Don't say they don't understand, everyone does. Those true disciples all look at the competition below with playful smiles. Although these battles seem boring, there are some things that make the true disciples shine.
"Boy, you're dead!"
Crazy Blade finally showed his true nature and let out a ferocious smile.
Manslaughter would not be considered a violation of the rules, because Ye Feng would not dodge, so if he was killed by a crazy knife, he would have to admit that he was unlucky.
"Really? You think you can really kill me."
Ye Feng sneered, watching Ba Dao gradually come to him, his arm moved slightly, his body suddenly leaned forward, and he held Ba Dao with one palm.
The distance between the two was only more than ten meters. In one breath, the blade of Ba Dao could pierce Ye Feng's body. At this moment, Ye Feng's arm suddenly moved.
"Qiang!"
A crisp sound appeared, and time seemed to freeze. The lightning-fast sword suddenly stopped in the air and stopped moving forward. (To be continued)