Ye Futian paused for a moment, feeling the spiritual power.
Mental power is an invisible force. If it is used by a powerful person in the heavenly realm, it can indeed be done without anyone noticing.
"That's enough, go back." A deep voice sounded directly in his mind. It was difficult to tell whose voice it was, but it seemed to have no malicious intent, and instead advised him to stop.
In fact, after defeating Xu Qing, he had already said goodbye and was about to leave. However, Zhou Mu stood up and he had no choice but to continue fighting. The teacher was once defeated by the Painting Sage and even lost his life soul. Today, many people insulted the Painting Sage. Disciple Zhou Mu made a strong move to destroy the piano he was playing. If he was defeated and left, where would the teacher's face be
Because of this, he fought furiously and drove Zhou Mu back.
Just as he was thinking, Zhou Mu's painting had taken shape. This time, Zhou Mu painted a golden dragon, which was extremely ferocious and arrogant. This golden dragon hovered around Zhou Mu's body, and Zhou Mu's life soul power The crazy release descended on the golden dragon, just like a real dragon came to the world. The eyes of the young people who were shocked by Ye Futian's power lit up again. Zhou Mu, who was fighting with all his strength, was even more terrifying.
Ye Futian looked indifferent when he saw this scene. The violent storm of spiritual energy gathered around him, and the golden-winged roc spread its wings, shining brightly. It had reached such a point that he had no choice but to fight to the end. He could only accept the kindness of the other party.
The bodies of Zhou Mu and Ye Futian moved at the same time. The golden dragon and the brilliant golden-winged roc were about to collide. The spiritual energy went wild and the situation changed. A strong man at the banquet released his power to block the strong fluctuations caused by the two attacks.
But at this moment, Ye Futian suddenly felt another intrusion of mental power. This time, without any reminder, he attacked directly. Ye Futian only felt a tingling and paralysis in his spirit, as if he was about to lose consciousness. He was already with Zhou Mu. He was suddenly unable to control the flow of spiritual energy when he came into contact with the attack.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and Ye Futian didn't know how the blow was fired. At that critical moment, he was attacked by a sneak attack, which caused the power of the blow to be weakened a lot.
The golden dragon exploded, and the bodies of Zhou Mu and Ye Futian retreated at the same time.
All this happened in a very short period of time. After Ye Futian landed, he was stunned for a moment without getting angry. A smile gradually appeared on his face.
There were many big shots here at the Royal Palace's birthday banquet. The challenge between the younger generations. Naturally, those big shots couldn't help but take action. However, it was obvious that they couldn't do it, and someone secretly attacked him. It seemed that the person who kindly reminded him had the foresight.
However, who is reminding him? Who plotted against him
Of course, he would not be stupid enough to accuse him. He was afraid that Zhengchou would not be able to find an excuse to deal with him. If he dared to accuse those big shots of plotting, he could justifiably deal with him with just a slander.
"I've learned." Ye Futian smiled. When he said the word "learn", he didn't look at Zhou Mu, but at the big shots present. The person who attacked him would naturally understand the meaning.
"I have no choice but to disturb the prince's birthday banquet today. Fortunately, the prince is generous and does not care about the younger generation. I will leave now." Ye Futian smiled and saluted, and then turned around and left without continuing to fight. The other party had already used this method. He will be the only one who suffers in the battle.
"The battle is not over yet, are you leaving?" Zhou Mu seemed to have gained confidence due to the blow just now, and said to Ye Futian's back.
"Zhou Mu, it's enough." The Painting Saint said calmly. Zhou Mu's expression froze, and then he looked at Ye Futian's back and said: "If there is a chance to complete this unfinished battle in the future, I will use all my strength to take action. .”
"Okay, I don't want to disturb the prince's birthday party too much today. I only used 50% of my strength. When we fight again, you will understand." Ye Futian's figure gradually faded away, and an extremely frivolous voice floated on Zhou Mu's face. His expression instantly became extremely wonderful.
After forcing him to this extent today, Ye Futian dared to say that he only used 50% of his strength
"It's shameless to talk big."
"Crazy guy." Voices came out one after another, and someone said coldly: "This boy was repulsed by Zhou Mu. Senior Painting Saint generously did not want to embarrass him, but he was ungrateful and uttered arrogant words. How can it be unreasonable?"
"What a shameless guy." The sarcastic voice continued.
"Zhou Mu has an outstanding demeanor, and he deserves to be the son of Brother Hua." Prince Luo praised, and many people agreed. But in fact, everyone had their own thoughts at the moment. Although they praised Zhou Mu, the big shots knew better, even if Zhou Mu finally Ye Futian's attack was really repelled, but it was hard to say who would win and who would lose if the battle continued, not to mention that Zhou Mu's realm was higher than Ye Futian's.
Therefore, there is really nothing worthy of praise in this battle.
Xia Fan's face was extremely cold. He knew that he had never really 'knew' Ye Futian before. This guy had such a talent. No wonder Qin Mo accepted him as his disciple and went crazy for him. From this point of view, this guy needs to be eradicated as soon as possible. He cannot be allowed to grow.
In this banquet, except for the painting saint who had a feud with Ye Futian's teacher Qin Mo, the others had no grudges against Ye Futian. Even though Ye Futian was a little embarrassed today, it was not really a deep grudge. There was no need to be wary of Ye Futian, but He is different. Once Ye Futian grows up, he will definitely want Xia Fan's life.
"I didn't expect that Ye Futian could actually fight against Zhou Mu. He has some talent. No wonder Qin Mo would accept him as his disciple. Moreover, when I was in Qingzhou City, I saw this man talking sweet words to Hua Jieyu. The relationship between the two was actually very good. I'm afraid that because of his deception, I might have evil intentions." At this time, Xia Fan said calmly, and as soon as he said this, many eyes fell on Xia Fan.
This guy seems to have a grudge against Ye Futian.
"Hua Jieyu is the daughter of the Nandou family. I heard everyone said that he is extremely talented. Brother Nandou has to guard against it." Prince Luo said. Nandou Wenshan's expression flickered and he smiled at Prince Luo: "Your Majesty reminds me, but Hua Jieyu Jie Yu was practicing in Qingzhou City with Qin Mo. Since this son is a disciple of Qin Mo, it is normal for the two of them to have a good relationship, but I will still remind Jie Yu if I have the chance."
"I believe that Brother Nandou will make his own decision." Prince Luo nodded lightly. The painting saint next to him showed his thoughts, and then said lightly: "He did not come to the palace to celebrate his birthday. If my guess is correct, Hua Fengliu will suffer The injury must be cured by the prince."
Prince Luo's eyes flashed and he said, "You mean, he originally wanted to ask me to cure his teacher?"
"That's right." The painting saint nodded, thinking of Ye Futian's declaration of war because everyone insulted the piano demon, he couldn't help but said: "Hua Fengliu has taken on a good apprentice."
The painting sage personally praised Ye Futian, but it was hard for everyone to answer him.
"Zhou Mu, tomorrow you will go to Ziwei Palace of Donghai Academy to practice." The Painting Saint suddenly spoke, his voice was calm, as if Zhou Mu could enter Ziwei Palace directly with just a word from him, without passing the examination at all.
Moreover, the big shots present did not find it strange, as if this was an extremely normal thing. Even the old man from Ziwei Palace did not think there was anything wrong.
I'm afraid Ye Futian didn't even think of this.
"Okay." Zhou Mu nodded. Hua Jieyu of the Nan Dou family was also in Ziwei Palace, and Ye Futian was also in Donghai Academy.
"Congratulations to Ziwei Palace for accepting another disciple." Prince Luo smiled at the old man from Ziwei Palace.
Lin Xiyue had been watching all this quietly, and the unparalleled figure appeared in her mind. That reckless guy probably didn't know the relationship between Ziwei Palace, Painting Saint, and Prince Luo at all.
Fortunately, that guy was also smart, he was reckless and cautious at the same time, and he didn't give anyone any clues. It was not dangerous in such a public occasion as the Prince's Birthday Banquet, but he was afraid that he might have offended some people.
The banquet was still going on, but the atmosphere at the beginning was no longer there. Prince Luo should have been the absolute protagonist today, but the limelight was stolen by that young man.
At this time, Ye Futian was already riding the Black Wind Eagle on his way back to Donghai Academy. The wind blew on him, making his mind particularly clear.
Of course he knew that today's move was a bit reckless, but it was unbearable to see the painting saint being respected by others, the painting saint's disciples being admired by everyone, and his teacher having been deposed and being humiliated and ridiculed behind his back to make the painting saint a foil.
"I'm afraid I might have offended some people this time." Ye Futian said in a low voice. He should be more careful in the future, especially Xia Fan. After seeing this battle, he will definitely want his life. Others are worried about their shame. It's good to deal with him face to face, but not necessarily behind his back. This can be seen from the previous battle between him and Zhou Mu that was affected by mental attacks.
"The person who attacks me is either Painting Saint or Prince Luo." Ye Futian thought in his mind, both of them are spiritual mages.
"The person who reminded me should be a senior from Ziwei Palace." Ye Futian secretly analyzed in his heart.
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In Donghai Academy, when Ye Futian returned to the academy, many people looked at him and whispered about something. Now there are many people who know him in Donghai Academy.
But Ye Futian didn't care and continued walking forward.
But just as he was walking, several figures stood in front of him.
"Ye Futian?" The leader said calmly.
"Is something wrong?" Ye Futian looked at the other person, but he had never seen him before.
"I, Tanlang Palace Jingyang, invited you to fight. Why do you keep avoiding the fight?" the other party asked.
Ye Futian glanced at the other person and felt a little bored, so he didn't bother to pay attention and walked past him.
"The so-called lack of time is just a cowardly excuse. You entered the Wuqu Palace because you defeated my disciple of the Tanlang Palace, and now you are so cowardly after entering the Donghai Academy. Are you afraid that your true colors will be revealed? As a disciple of the Wuqu Palace, Don’t you think it’s also Wuqu Palace’s face that you lose?” The man glanced at Ye Futian and continued.
Many people looked here, and then they saw Ye Futian stopped, turned his back to the people in Tanlang Palace, and said coldly: "I'm not in a good mood right now, so you'd better shut up and stop mentioning it to me. Challenge or you will regret it.”
With that said, he continued to lift his steps and prepared to leave, but the man seemed unwilling to give up and said with a smile: "You can be so confident in running away and not daring to fight. It's eye-opening to me."
Ye Futian's raised steps fell again. Everyone saw him turn around slowly, a bright smile gradually appeared on his face, and said: "Tell Jing Yang that I will wait for him here."
(End of chapter)