When Ye Feng heard Qin Huan say that the Sword Emperor was reborn, he secretly said to himself: "Qin Huan, you really guessed it right. I, Ye Feng, am the reincarnation of the Sword Emperor! You are so self-righteous, let's see how you end up!"
After Ye Feng was excited for a while, he said expressionlessly: "Master Qin Huan, if you are so sure, why don't you dare to say it again?"
"Hmph!" Qin Huan snorted, also expressionless, his eyes emitting sinister hatred, and shouted: "Since you won't cry until you see the coffin, I will convince you today. Ye Feng, listen to me, what is the essence of the sword art of the Refining Spirit Palace! That's the question I asked you just now! If you have the guts, answer it!"
Ye Feng deliberately exclaimed, pretending to be nervous, with anxious eyes.
Seeing Ye Feng's clueless expression, Qin Huan laughed a few more times and said, "Why, Ye Feng, are you pretending to be deaf or dumb? Didn't you ask so confidently just now? Why are you so weak now that you dare not even say a word!"
"Yeah! How could he know the essence of the sword art of the Soul Refining Palace? He is really asking for trouble!"
"I think you are not only asking for trouble, but also asking for trouble!"
"No matter how brave you are, you still have to act according to your ability in the situation!"
"You are right. He deserves a hundred lashes of the cane!"
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Among the new disciples present, some were humiliating and scolding Ye Feng.
Ye Feng glanced at the disciples who were scolding him, then turned around, and a calm and indifferent look suddenly appeared on his expressionless face. He said, "Master Qin Huan, it turns out to be this simple question. I thought it was extremely difficult."
Seeing Ye Feng saying these things nonchalantly, Qin Huan pretended to be surprised and said, "Really? If this question is so simple, why don't you answer it, Ye Feng? Are you going to find some excuse?"
After he finished speaking, the disciples in the audience burst into laughter.
Ye Feng looked calm and composed, and said: "The essence of the sword training in the Refining Spirit Palace is to control the sword with spirit. There is spirit in the sword, and there is sword in the spirit. Those who control the sword with spirit are superior, and those who control the sword with sword are inferior!"
After finishing speaking, Ye Feng said calmly: "Master Qin Huan, the sword master, what Ye Feng said is the essence of the sword art of the Soul Refining Palace?"
"How is this possible? He is just Ye Feng, who has just entered the second level of martial arts. How could he know the essence of the sword-controlling method of the sword of the Refining Spirit Palace?" Qin Huan exclaimed, and after taking a look at Ye Feng, he frowned and said angrily: "Ye Feng, what are you talking about? How can such a mess be the essence of my sword of the Refining Spirit Palace?"
"Really! Qin Huan!" Ye Feng said.
"There is no right or wrong. If I, Qin Huan, say you are wrong, then you are wrong, because I am at the peak of the lower divine energy realm, and you are just a scum who has just entered the realm!"
Qin Huan had an arrogant look on his face and glared at Ye Feng angrily.
"Qin Huan's intention is to confuse right and wrong and say the dead are alive, and the living are dead!" Ye Feng was not afraid of Qin Huan at all and spoke in a tough tone.
"Ye Feng, do you know what you are? You are a junior disciple who has just entered the sect. To the Soul Refining Palace, you are just a piece of trash. Do you know what a piece of trash is? You know that you are a piece of trash, but you still think you are so shameless!" After Qin Huan finished speaking, he shouted angrily: "Come here, give me a hundred lashes!"
"Qin Huan, you are determined to beat me, Ye Feng, today!" Ye Feng said.
"Haha!" Qin Huan laughed arrogantly twice and said, "It's unjust. Even if I beat you up, what can you do? In my eyes, you are just a scum who can only take a beating!"
Ye Feng looked at Qin Huan's arrogant and complacent face, and said in a cold tone: "Really? Qin Huan, let me tell you, I, Ye Feng, am not an incompetent person who can be beaten up at will by a villain like you!"
"Haha!" Qin Huan looked at Ye Feng and laughed again, saying: "If you are not incompetent, then what are you? You are completely incompetent, a waste!"
"Qin Huan, don't go too far! Otherwise..." After Ye Feng finished speaking, a cold light flashed in his eyes and he stared at Qin Huan.
"Oh! Are you still not convinced? You are going too far. I am bullying you. What can you do? You are still denying it! What are you denying?" Qin Huan looked at Ye Feng with disdain and ridiculed him.
Ye Feng's eyes exuded a cold and intimidating light, and he said loudly: "Otherwise I will attack you!"
When Qin Huan heard Ye Feng say that he would attack him, he burst into laughter and said, "Attack me! How dare you attack me! I only need to move my fingers and you will lie down wherever I want you to!"
"Really? Then you try it!" After Ye Feng finished speaking, he walked out from the queue of new disciples and looked at Qin Huan fearlessly.
"Oh! You're really itching for trouble. Could it be that I, Qin Huan, am afraid of you?" Qin Huan appeared in front of Ye Feng with a whoosh.
"Brother Qin, there is no need to use a butcher knife to kill a chicken. There is no need to use force to deal with this kind of trash. It is more than enough to let me, Zhang Lei, teach him a lesson!" Zhang Lei followed Qin Huan to Ye Feng, stared at Ye Feng with disdain, and said arrogantly.
"Okay! Zhang Lei, today we will teach him a lesson in front of all the new disciples, otherwise he really won't know who he is!"
Just as Qin Huan finished speaking, Zhang Lei looked down on Ye Feng and said, "Ye Feng, you are such a fool, take the beating!"
Zhang Lei was a man of bad temper and acted impulsively. When Hu Feng asked for help, he was about to seek revenge on Ye Feng, so after he finished speaking, he swung his palms and hit Ye Feng violently.
When the disciples who were meditating on the ground in Cangjian Pavilion saw this situation, they all stood up and stepped aside.
These disciples were all laughing at Ye Feng for not knowing the consequences.
"You are just a junior disciple, don't you see who Zhang Lei and Qin Huan are? Can you afford to offend them so easily?"
"This is what they call "You can survive a disaster sent by heaven, but you cannot forgive a disaster brought upon yourself!"
"Just wait and see! If you don't make a single move, you'll be beaten to a pulp and beg for mercy on your knees!"
Zhang Hua glanced at the disciples who were talking about something, and then saw Zhang Lei's angry look as he hit Ye Feng with both palms, his eyes showing anxiety.
The moment Ye Feng saw Zhang Lei slapping him, his face was calm and composed.
Because he knew that even if Zhang Lei's spiritual cultivation level surpassed Hu Feng's, he was only at the intermediate level of the "lower spiritual energy" realm. When he obtained the Invincible Sword Monument cultivation method under the Spirit Refining Mountains, he had already cultivated the first stage and reached the peak level of the "lower spiritual energy".
Therefore, in Ye Feng's eyes, no matter how powerful the moves Zhang Lei used to attack him at this moment were, they could not surpass the gap of one level.
However, Zhang Lei was completely unaware of the fact that Ye Feng had already reached the peak of the "Lower Spiritual Energy" realm. With a look of disdain and arrogance on his face, he had no idea that he was so impulsive and thought he would win, but in the end he would be defeated by Ye Feng.
The people on the field saw Ye Feng standing there for a long time without any movement, and they were all talking about how Ye Feng was not asking for his own life or death.
"Hey! Look, he was still shouting that he was going to take action, but his words were really nice. Now he doesn't even dare to take action!"
"This is called pretending to be rich and making a fool of yourself! You are trying to learn from others and I think you have really come to the fore now!"
Just when everyone thought that Ye Feng would definitely be defeated by Zhang Lei, Zhang Lei's palms were filled with murderous intent and were about to hurt Ye Feng in the blink of an eye.
It was at this moment that Ye Feng turned around and avoided Zhang Lei's attack.
"If you want to escape, it's not that easy!" As Zhang Lei finished speaking, he once again swiftly attacked Ye Feng with both palms.
Ye Feng was still fearless, but he also took action at this moment. After he avoided Zhang Lei's attack again, he pushed off the ground and slapped out his palms to forcefully attack Zhang Lei's palms.
Seeing Ye Feng's palms coming towards him, Zhang Lei said with disdain: "Ye Feng, is this what you call Kung Fu? With such little strength, you dare to fight me, Zhang Lei! Humph, you are really a fool!"
In order to continue to hide his weakness, Ye Feng only used 50% of his strength when he struck out with both palms. His purpose was to let Zhang Lei suddenly reverse the situation and defeat him when he thought he was sure to win.
Usually when teaching someone a lesson, the more critical the moment, the more satisfying and satisfying it is.
"Ye Feng, get out of here!" Zhang Lei shouted angrily, his palms only a hair's distance away from Ye Feng's palms.
When everyone saw this scene between Ye Feng and Zhang Lei in front of them, they all thought the same as Zhang Lei, that Ye Feng's ending this time could be summed up in one word: defeat. In two words, it could be summed up as defeat, defeat.
However, at the last moment of the fight, "divine energy" suddenly spread from Ye Feng's palms, and in the blink of an eye, they touched Zhang Lei's palms.
Bang bang bang!
After the loud sound of the two palms colliding, one of them was knocked back several meters by the other.
Before everyone could react, with a whoosh, another person quickly ran over and slapped the man who was beaten back three times in the face.
When everyone saw the scene in front of them clearly, they were all deeply shocked.
They clearly saw that the person who retreated after being defeated was Zhang Lei, not Ye Feng. Ye Feng, whom they had never been optimistic about, actually defeated Zhang Lei, which once again shocked them and made them look at him with admiration.
Zhang Lei stood there with a pale face, holding his right hand on the face that was hit by Ye Feng's slap, with no expression on his face.
I was filled with doubts.
How was it possible? How could I be defeated by Ye Feng in just one move? His palms just now were obviously ordinary and weak, how could he have repelled me
Qin Huan, who was originally smug at the side, was also shocked when he saw Zhang Lei defeated by Ye Feng. He wondered in his heart, "Who is his origin? How could he defeat Zhang Lei in just one move? Zhang Lei is a mid-level cultivator at the Lower Spiritual Qi realm. How could he be defeated by a junior disciple of the Spirit Refining Palace?"