"This is my life-chasing compass. No matter how you avoid it, my compass can find your direction. You have to be careful!"
Fang Hanzhuo changed the topic, the compass in his hand started to rotate, and he attacked Ye Feng.
"Really? Then I'd like to try it!"
Ye Feng became interested and wanted to know what power this compass had.
A pulling power radiates from above, as if it has established a connection with Ye Feng. Even if Ye Feng leaves here, the compass can still find Ye Feng.
"Huh!"
Ye Feng made a sound of confusion, twisted his body, and found that the compass actually moved with him, which was very strange.
The phantom body technique continued to be used, and Ye Feng wanted to get rid of the entanglement of the compass, but no matter how Ye Feng avoided it, the compass followed him closely, and a purple light appeared and shrouded Ye Feng.
This is the purple aurora. If it is covered, the consciousness will fall into it. Finally, the soul will be pulled out, enter the soul-chasing compass, and be imprisoned. Unless Fang Hanzhuo releases the soul, the soul and body can only be separated.
This is the role of the soul-chasing compass. It does not attack the human body, but specifically attacks the human soul. At the beginning, it locks Ye Feng's soul. As long as it is swept by the purple aurora, it can extract Ye Feng's soul.
The red light was getting stronger and stronger, and Ye Feng didn't want to avoid it anymore. If he just avoided it, he would easily fall into passivity, so he punched the Soul Chasing Compass.
"boom!"
With one punch, the entire arena shook, but the soul-chasing compass disappeared, and Ye Feng's fist hit the air, causing ripples.
suddenly!
The soul-chasing compass appeared on Ye Feng's right side, as if out of thin air, and another purple aurora enveloped Ye Feng.
"It's useless. My soul-chasing compass has locked you. The moment you attack, it senses it and can easily avoid it."
Seeing Ye Feng attacking the Soul Chasing Compass, Fang Hanzhuo said lightly.
"That's not necessarily the case!"
Ye Feng's speed suddenly increased, and he punched again, hitting the Soul Chasing Compass hard. Strange things happened again, and the Soul Chasing Compass disappeared strangely.
After several consecutive misses, Ye Feng was a little irritable. His boxing techniques had no effect on the soul-chasing compass, and he couldn't get close to Fang Hanzhuo. Everything around him was wrapped in purple aurora. Ye Feng tried several times, but once he got close, his soul was unconsciously... Pull out the gravitational force.
"Don't waste your efforts. Just admit defeat. As long as you are locked by the Soul Chasing Compass, you will never be able to escape!"
Fang Hanzhuo said lightly with a smile when he saw Ye Feng clumsy.
Fang Hanzhuo has only lost one game so far, against Luo Yifeng. So far, he has won eight games and lost one against Xu Qingfeng.
Ye Feng ignored it and was thinking about countermeasures. Any martial arts or magic weapon has its flaws. Ye Feng was looking for flaws in the soul-chasing compass.
"Since the Soul-Chasing Compass can lock people's souls, if I gather my soul and look at things with my eyes, can I avoid the Soul-Chasing Compass' attack?"
Ye Feng suddenly had a flash of inspiration. As long as he was caught in a battle, everyone would emit their spiritual consciousness. This was a habit, because the spiritual soul could see the flaws in the opponent's moves and the changes in the surroundings.
Therefore, the soul-chasing compass can instantly lock Ye Feng's soul. If he takes back all his spiritual consciousness, like an ordinary person, the soul-chasing compass will lose its effect.
Whatever he wanted to do, Ye Feng quickly took back all his consciousness, relied on his eyes, and looked again, and found that the purple aurora around him had disappeared.
"It's true!"
A joyful look appeared on Ye Feng's face. Without his soul as a medium, the soul-chasing compass was like a headless fly, flying around and unable to find Ye Feng.
"No need to compete, I lost!"
The purple aurora disappeared, and Fang Hanzhuo immediately admitted defeat. When he saw Ye Feng swinging his fist, he was about to attack. Before Ye Feng attacked, he said quickly.
Withdrawing his fist, Ye Feng stood up straight and found that the soul-chasing compass circled around him and returned to Fang Hanzhuo's hand.
"You can find the flaw in the Soul Chasing Compass so quickly. I underestimate you. You win this round!"
Fang Hanzhuo was not depressed. After all, he was not a martial artist. He mainly practiced Qimen Bagua and did not pay much attention to winning or losing.
"Accepted!"
Ye Feng returned to the rest area, closed his eyes and rested, savoring the battle just now and absorbing experience. Every opponent was not easy, which was an eye-opener for Ye Feng.
The rest area was very dull. No one said anything, including Qi Ruomei and Ye Feng. They were both very nervous. Ten rounds had already been played, and the champion would be decided in four more rounds. The clash between the powerful was about to begin.
Standing up together, everyone looked at each other again. Ye Feng jumped up and landed on the ring, followed closely by a figure who followed him and landed.
"I've heard about Junior Brother Ye's name a long time ago. I was lucky enough to have a battle today, which made Xu feel what it means to be a genius. Compared with Junior Brother Ye, we geniuses are still far behind."
Xu Qingfeng was full of fighting spirit. Although he praised Ye Feng, he could tell from the words between the lines that Ye Feng had endangered their status.
Yizhongtian has always been ranked first for dozens of consecutive sessions. Although his strength is not the strongest this session, with the existence of Yue Wuhen, it should not be difficult to win the championship.
"Senior brother, you're very honored. It's an honor for me to compete against you. Please give me some advice!"
Ye Feng started fighting with him, and both of them were ready to fight after bragging.
Xu Qingfeng also practices ghost-hand swordsmanship, but it is slightly different from Gui Ming, because Xu Qingfeng practices left-handed swordsmanship.
Everyone must know that among a hundred people, there may not be one person who uses a weapon with his left hand. This Xu Qingfeng is a special case, using a sword with his left hand.
"brush!"
The long sword was unsheathed, and a cold air came out. The long sword was not much different from Gui Ming's. They both took a frivolous path. Swordsmanship pursues speed. Only a thin and thin long sword can achieve this. .
"This is my Wind Chasing Sword. If you beat me, you will be fourth. I hope you won't let me down!"
Ye Feng has won ten games in a row. If he beats Xu Qingfeng this time, he will naturally be ranked fourth.
The long sword explodes with one shot, and the Wind Chasing Sword is known as Chasing the Wind. The speed of the sword technique is not slow. Combining the two, the essence of Chasing the Wind is fully brought out. The sword technique is like the wind, following the shadow.
The body dodges, but Ye Feng dodges first, looking at his sword skills first, and allows Xu Qingfeng to attack crazily. The fierce sword skills are overwhelming, covering up all the flying rocks on the ground, and flying into the air. They are hit by the ruthless sword. Crush the air and turn it into powder.
"Chasing the Wind Style!"
Xu Qingfeng shouted low, and his long sword changed like a whirlwind. The human sword merged into one, and it flew down towards Ye Feng, extremely fast.
"Well done!"
After dodging four or five moves in a row, Ye Feng felt some movement tracks of the sword technique. When he saw the long sword coming again, he advanced instead of retreating. He leaned forward and swept his fist into the air. It looked like it was sweeping thousands of armies, and it was like ten thousand soldiers. Horse galloping.
The whole ground made a rumbling sound, like thousands of horses galloping, and the sea was roaring, like the suppression of Mount Tai, rushing over with mighty power, disintegrating everything and cutting off the illusion.
Ye Feng's punch was like an overwhelming force, forming a curtain wall in front of him, tightly controlling all swordsmanship outside, unable to break through Ye Feng's defense.
"Chasing life style!"
With a flick of his backhand, Xu Qingfeng's sword force changed. This time it was even more powerful. Just now he was chasing the wind, now he was chasing his life. Countless sword energy criss-crossed, mercilessly destroying Ye Feng's fist power.
"good!"
Ye Feng shouted "good words". Xu Qingfeng's swordsmanship seemed to be slightly better than Guiming's. It was more weird and difficult to deal with. Because he used the sword with his left hand, Ye Feng had no way of figuring it out.
The sword technique transformed into countless sword blades, covering the sky and the sun. If he was hit by the sword blade, he would be riddled with holes and die. The sky was filled with sword marks, blocking every inch of space that Ye Feng could move.
Like a heavenly sword coming, Xu Qingfeng used the Ghost Hand Sword to the fullest. He couldn't lose in this match. Defeat meant that Ye Feng was ranked in front of him. Don't forget that Xuan Courtyard ranked second from the bottom last time.
What's more important is that Ye Feng has just joined the academy for only half a year. If he were replaced by Dongfang Bai, they would still be able to accept it. However, Dongfang Bai has been disabled by Ye Feng and will not be able to recover for even a year and a half.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, Ye Feng shouted loudly, as if his body suddenly grew taller, and a fierce momentum burst out, like an awakened beast that roared in excitement when it saw its prey.
Ye Feng regarded Xu Qingfeng as prey and his own food. The scarlet aura rushed towards his face. He squeezed his fist and made a clicking sound. The terrifying infuriating energy swarmed out like a tide.
"Stormy storm!"
The linkage of body skills deflected the sword edge. Even the spiritual weapon could not threaten Ye Feng's fist. After the long sword was deflected, Ye Feng's fist did not stop and continued to impact. The fist turned into a phantom, one punch after another, and one breath after another. In a short time, Ye Feng punched hundreds of punches.
"Bang bang bang!"
The space was blown apart and a series of explosions erupted. Ye Feng went from passive counterattack to active counterattack, forcing Xu Qingfeng back step by step.
Xu Qingfeng was very frustrated. His swordsmanship was very powerful. There was no doubt about this. However, facing Ye Feng, his swordsmanship was useless. He was forced back by Ye Feng's powerful boxing skills and could not get close.
His martial arts are powerful, but they cannot resonate with heaven and earth, and cannot rely on the power of heaven and earth. He is not fighting Ye Feng now, but fighting against heaven and earth. Not only must he withstand Ye Feng's attack, but he must also withstand the pressure of heaven and earth.
"Both the jade and the stone will perish!"
Ye Feng was angry and wanted to attack fiercely. He punched Xu Qingfeng again, and the force was even greater. It was like a giant standing behind Ye Feng, pushing his body and sending out punches.
The light of jade shone thousands of miles away, lighting up the entire Xuanwang Peak, completely covering their bodies. Ye Feng's body exploded out in an extremely crushing manner.
"boom!"
A fierce punch hit him, a scream appeared, and a figure flew out of the jade light and fell towards the ring.
Countless pairs of eyes were watching this scene closely. When they saw the figure flying out, everyone stood up together, wanting to see who was flying out. (To be continued)