After the Tianlong Academy hunting competition, Ye Feng and Qin Huan from the Menial Works Department were promoted three levels and became elite disciples.
Today is the first day that Ye Feng and Qin Huan reported to the Elite Gate. As soon as he arrived at the Elite Gate, Ye Feng looked around and asked the disciples in the Elite Gate about the whereabouts of Murong Xiaoxue.
"Murong Xiaoxue, isn't she my senior sister? You are a new disciple, why are you looking for our senior sister!" A disciple of the Elite Sect, wearing a large blue suit with the Elite Sect's logo, of medium height, with an evil look between his eyebrows and less heroic spirit, said in a confident voice and looked at Ye Feng with disdain on his face.
Knowing that Murong Xiaoxue was indeed in the Elite Gate, Ye Feng felt excited.
Excitement. For Ye Feng now, there is more than just excitement in his heart.
When a person is in a weak position, he is humiliated and ridiculed as worthless by a strong person. The most important thing is that this strong person actually sells out his own feelings to deceive the feelings of a weak person.
Once such a weak person becomes a strong person, the first thing he wants to do is to find the person who once bullied him, defeat her, and then repay her a hundredfold or a thousandfold.
Ye Feng was such a weak person, who was scolded and humiliated by Murong Xiaoxue, the so-called strong man, and his feelings were deceived.
Therefore, when Ye Feng knew that Murong Xiaoxue was in Tianlong Academy, he couldn't wait to enter Tianlong Academy. When Ye Feng knew that she was in the Elite Gate, Ye Feng also wanted to enter the Elite Gate.
Ye Feng wanted revenge. He wanted revenge when he was bullied and deceived by Murong Xiaoxue.
So, when Ye Feng heard the Elite Sect disciples confirm that Murong Xiaoxue was in the Elite Sect, he said silently in his heart: "Murong Xiaoxue, I really want to know what expression you will have when you see me in the Elite Sect!"
Ye Feng was so absorbed in his hatred towards Murong Xiaoxue that he paid no attention to what the elite sect disciple had just said.
The disciples who came with Ye Feng to report to the Elite Gate also went to the Elite Gate at Ye Feng's request to inquire about Murong Xiaoxue's whereabouts.
The elite disciple with an evil face looked at Ye Feng in silence, and he didn't seem to be afraid of him at all.
Who is he? He is an old disciple of the Elite Sect. Most people in the world know him and will unconsciously form this kind of thinking.
No matter where in the world or whoever comes, newcomers will be humiliated, scolded and looked down upon by those who came earlier.
In Xuanwu Continent, in the elite school of Tianlong Academy, it is the same.
The young disciple who arrived first looked at Ye Feng domineeringly. He thought that it was natural and justifiable for him to scold and humiliate Ye Feng just now.
Even a severe beating would not be excessive.
Because in everyone's mind, the first comers are always better than the newcomers in every aspect.
This is a realistic way of thinking that can no longer be realistic: those who come first are said to be the strong, and those who come later are said to be the weak.
The young man who had just scolded Ye Feng had this kind of realistic thinking. When he saw that Ye Feng ignored what he said, a strong evil aura appeared between the young man's brows. He was not talking to Ye Feng, but yelling at him.
"Hey! Grandpa is asking you a question. You're so arrogant on your first day here! Are you pretending to be deaf?" The young disciple glared at Ye Feng angrily, wishing to give him a severe lesson.
The young disciple was eager to do so. Relying on his first-come-first-served status, he raised his fist and was about to hit Ye Feng on the head.
"How dare you hit me, you insignificant person like you!" Ye Feng shouted at the young disciple with an angry face.
At this time, the young disciple couldn't help but slow down his punches, and said with disdain: "Grandpa was almost fooled by your appearance. What's so great about a freshman? No matter how arrogant you are, Grandpa will still beat you up!"
"Really? Then let me see how good you are at beating me!" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, his face remained unchanged, his eyes gleaming coldly as he stared at the young disciple.
The young disciple looked old-fashioned and attacked quickly with his eyes wide open.
Bang bang bang!
At the moment when the young disciple's fist was about to hit Ye Feng, several loud noises suddenly sounded on his face.
"Ouch! How dare you hit me!" The young disciple covered his face which was hit by Ye Feng with his hands, wailing, but still roaring unwillingly.
"If you dare to fight me, I, Ye Feng, dare to fight you. What can you do to me? If you have the guts, I will beat you up even if you say it again!" Ye Feng stared at the young disciple fearlessly and said in a firm voice.
The young disciple's eyes turned white with anger. He suddenly stood up and prepared to punch Ye Feng.
"Come on! Let's see if I, Ye Feng, dare to fight you!" Ye Feng looked at him with disdain and no fear at all.
Seeing that Ye Feng did not change his expression, and thinking of the slaps he had just received, the young disciple quickly hit Ye Feng in the face like crazy, and said angrily: "You hit my left cheek, I will return the favor and hit your left cheek too!"
"Really?" As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he jumped up with a whoosh and slapped the young disciple on the right side of his face several times.
"Ouch! You dare to hit me!" The young disciple covered his right face and roared unwillingly: "Ye Feng, you, just wait..."
The young disciple glared at Ye Feng with a fierce look in his eyes and hurriedly ran into the elite gate.
Ye Feng knew from the young disciple's arrogance and arrogance that he must have gone to the Elite Gate to seek help.
Although he knew it, Ye Feng remained calm and did not leave, because the bigger the fuss he made, the faster he could find Murong Xiaoxue.
However, Ye Feng did not realize that Murong Xiaoxue had been hiding in the attic of the Elite Gate where she could see him.
Ye Feng could not have imagined that Murong Xiaoxue already had a plan to get rid of him.
Just as Murong Xiaoxue was staring at Ye Feng deeply, the young disciple who had just been slapped by Ye Feng ran out aggressively with a middle-aged man.
"Senior Brother Liu, it's him. He doesn't take our Elite Sect elders seriously. He slandered me maliciously and even hit me!" The young disciple said to the middle-aged man with a face full of grievance.
After that, he said to Ye Feng maliciously and coldly: "Ye Feng, Senior Brother Liu is here, let's see if you dare to be so arrogant again!"
When the young disciple brought the so-called Brother Liu here, Ye Feng's earlobes began to tremble noticeably.
The breath is even and gentle, just like a trickle of water flowing in a long stream.
His steps were steady and calm. At that moment, Ye Feng knew from what he felt and thought that a martial arts master above the ninth level was approaching him step by step.
The disciple who was asked by the young disciple to teach Ye Feng a lesson was a top disciple of the Elite Sect. When he came in front of Ye Feng, he, like Ye Feng, used the skills of a top cultivator to feel Ye Feng's martial arts skills.
Ever since Ye Feng obtained the Qiankun Heart Sutra with the help of the Qiankun Mirror, he has been practicing day and night and has already demonstrated powerful strength when hunting in the forest.
For Ye Feng now, with the help of Qiankun Heart Sutra, let alone a mere ninth-level warrior, even the "Heaven and Earth Realm" above the ninth level is no longer his opponent.
So, the moment the young disciple brought his Senior Brother Liu here, Senior Brother Liu looked at Ye Feng with shock on his face. In fact, he was secretly paying attention to Ye Feng's breathing, and his bright eyes could see through Ye Feng's level of cultivation.
The "Senior Brother Liu" addressed by the young disciples is Liu Shan, a second-generation disciple of the Elite Sect, and he himself is Guo Tao, a third-class disciple who is always eighteen years old.
The elite disciples of Tianlong Academy are divided into three generations according to the time when each disciple entered the sect and the level of their martial arts training.
The third-class disciples include two categories. The first category is the disciples who have just entered the elite gate like Ye Feng. The second category is the young disciples who were beaten by Ye Feng. Although they are already veterans of the elite gate, they have made slow progress in martial arts training and have made no achievements.
For a second-class disciple, his cultivation level must reach the ninth level or above, and he must be able to practice the True Essence Heart Sutra to the second level in the elite sect.
The so-called True Essence Heart Sutra is the most supreme martial arts technique in the entire Tianlong Academy.
Precisely because it is the supreme martial arts mental method, ordinary people, even if you are allowed to practice it, will suffer the reverse flow of true energy and die due to the huge mental method of Zhenyuan Heart Sutra.
Therefore, before practicing the True Essence Heart Sutra in the elite sect, one must thoroughly understand the practitioner's comprehension talent, as well as the strength of the cultivation Qi in one's own body.
The Zhenyuan Heart Sutra is divided into three major realms, namely the human heart realm, the earth heart realm and the heaven heart realm.
Liu Shan watched Ye Feng silently, and in the blink of an eye his frown suddenly relaxed, because among the disciples of the Elite Sect participating in the hunting competition in this hunting forest, except for the eldest senior brother, all the other disciples were third-generation disciples.
So, when Liu Shan heard that Ye Feng was hunting in Sanchong Mountain and killed two tiger spirit beasts with one punch, he was surprised and questioning.
At that time, I had a thought and expectation in my heart that I must meet this incredible disciple from the menial school.
When he first came, his brows were frowned because he was worried about Ye Feng's strength, but the moment his brows relaxed.
The look he showed towards Ye Feng changed from doubt at the beginning to fearless arrogance.
Because he was a second-generation disciple, and had cultivated himself to the second level of the True Yuan Heart Sutra, he held his breath and paid close attention to Ye Feng.
He felt from Ye Feng's breathing, as well as the aura emanating from his body, that the connection between Ye Feng's breathing and his aura was not smooth, and he did not sense any trace of a strong aura.
After Liu San relaxed his frown, he said with disdain, "Are you Ye Feng, the disciple from the Servants' Court who killed two tiger spirit beasts with one punch?"
"It's really me! Ye of the leaf, Maple of the maple tree!"
Liu Shan did not see Ye Feng's true strength because Ye Feng was hiding his abilities once again.
However, Ye Feng saw through Liu Shan's cultivation level, so he knew both himself and his enemy.
Therefore, in Ye Feng's mind, Liu Shan who appeared in front of him was not his opponent at all.
"Young man, you are so arrogant! How dare you, a mere third-class disciple, speak to me, a second-generation disciple, like that? Is this how your ancestors taught you to be a human being?" Liu Shan scolded Ye Feng.
Because before, Ye Feng's martial arts skills were a god-like mystery in his heart, but now, he was just a third-generation disciple with extremely poor martial arts skills. In his heart, he felt that defeating Ye Feng would be as effortless as stepping on an ant.