When this sentence came from the crowd, the Ye family member who was talking about the bet with disdain on his face looked towards the place where the voice came from.
When he saw the person coming, surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
The person who came was none other than Ye Qi.
"You slave! You gamble! Do you have the silver?"
When someone mentioned slave, some people who didn't know Ye Qi asked, "Who is he?"
Ye Pei looked down on Ye Qi and said with a squinting gaze: "He! He is the ignorant lackey of Ye Feng on the stage!"
"So you're just a slave! What right do slaves have to gamble with us?"
Their eyes were as white as snow, staring at Ye Qi.
"I'll give you a bet!" Ye Qi's face was full of indignation. Although his surname Ye was given by Ye Long and he was timid before, after seeing everything Ye Feng did with his own eyes, he was influenced. Now he is not only not timid, but also knows what justice is.
Ye Pei looked at Ye Qi with a sidelong glance, and said in a scolding manner: "Ye Qi, you are just a servant, what can you use to gamble with us!"
Ye Qi believed that Ye Feng could not only take Ye Kui's move, but also defeat Ye Kui, so he immediately said: "I, Ye Qi, gamble my life with you! If the young master loses, Ye Qi will be at your disposal. If the young master wins, you will be at my disposal!"
Hearing Ye Qi's words of punishment, Ye Pei deliberately glanced at Ye Qi and said loudly: "As you wish, how dare a mere servant like you sit with this young master!"
"Master Ye Pei, do you think Ye Kui can't beat my master?" Ye Qi not only built up his courage, but also learned how to provoke his opponent.
When Ye Pei heard that Ye Feng would win, he said without hesitation: "Ye Feng can win, unless the sun rises from the west. Let's bet. This young master is still in need of a servant to do odd jobs."
There was a lot of discussion outside the martial arts training ground, and everyone thought that Ye Feng would definitely be defeated by Ye Kui.
"Pass the imperial examination! The power of the golden pen!" Ye Kui roared, and his fist enveloped Ye Feng like a golden brush.
When seeing Ye Kui's name being admitted to the imperial examination, everyone present nodded in praise, while some sighed with regret.
"From ancient times to now, among the younger generations of the Ye family, the only one who can integrate this aura into his fist is Ye Kui!"
"Yes! Ye Kui has a very good understanding of the 72-style boxing combined with the internal energy. It's a pity, otherwise he would have become a sixth or seventh level master by now!"
Although Ye Feng's boxing technique is the most ordinary one among the 72 boxing techniques, with the help of the physique of the Dragon Warrior Body and his understanding of boxing techniques, he can make this seemingly ordinary move as powerful as a horse.
In Ye Feng's boxing, it seemed as if one saw a galloping horse, roaring between the sky and the earth.
Wherever Ye Kui's fist energy reached, the ground of the martial arts training ground vibrated with a rumbling sound, sweeping up all kinds of fallen objects on the earth, which were sucked tightly by the powerful fist wind and turned into sharp swords that rushed towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was still standing on the ground, attacking the name on the list of successful candidates that was coming down from the sky.
Two forces appeared above the martial arts training ground, and two rays of light, one golden and one white, suddenly met in the air.
The loud explosions startled the birds in the hills behind the martial arts training ground and caused them to scatter in panic.
After the first move, many people present thought that Ye Feng would definitely be defeated by Ye Kui's move of getting a place on the gold list.
No matter the changes in boxing techniques, the power of boxing, or the control of internal energy, they are all enough to defeat Ye Feng with ease.
After the two rays of light collided rapidly, the light disappeared.
Everyone looked at the martial arts training ground again. Ye Feng was still standing on the stage unharmed, with a calm expression.
"Why is this happening! Isn't Ye Feng just a fourth-level warrior? How could he receive my name on the imperial examination!" After Ye Kui landed, he saw that Ye Feng was unharmed. He glanced behind him with an embarrassed expression on his face.
The top scorer in the 72-movement boxing technique could not defeat an ordinary move like Yima Pingchuan.
Ye Kui, a fifth-level martial artist who has practiced fifth-level internal energy for five years, couldn't defeat a fourth-level martial artist with just one move.
Ye Kui was right to be worried. The Ye family members behind him were instantly terrified when they saw that Ye Feng was safe and sound against the Golden Pen nominee.
They all fell silent for a moment, because a miracle that was absolutely impossible to happen once again happened to Ye Feng.
Man thought that as long as Ye Feng was defeated by Ye Kui in one move, not only could he humiliate Ye Feng completely, but he could also legitimately choose the successor to the position of family head.
In the blink of an eye, the raging fire of victory in their hearts was completely extinguished after the two rays of light disappeared, as if it were hit by a torrential rain.
Ye Long, who was sitting on the judges' seat, nodded at Ye Feng with satisfaction. At the same time, he was surprised that Ye Feng could perform so differently.
Seeing this, Ye Pei broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, Ye Qi and he were not betting on the same move, otherwise how would he save face in front of so many people.
The young masters in the audience who bet on Ye Feng to lose, saw that he tied with Ye Kui with one move, and they also showed worry in their eyes.
In order to win money, they shouted loudly in the audience: "Ye Kui must win and defeat the useless Ye Feng!"
Ye Kui felt the pressure and power coming from behind. In the blink of an eye, he stopped using the Seventy-Two Boxing Techniques. His eyes flashed with ferocity and his palms were raised.
A little bit of breath instantly appeared between the palms. When he turned his palms over, he could feel a strong airflow coming and going.
With two whoosh sounds, Ye Kui leaped a few meters away and pounced towards Ye Feng with his palms filled with great power.
Overwhelming and earth-shattering are the best descriptions of Ye Kui's palm, which is also the palm sea realm of a fifth-level internal martial arts master.
In a blink of an eye, as if on the martial arts training ground, one could hear the sound of huge waves, one after another.
"Swallow the sky and spit out the earth!"
The people present exclaimed in amazement as Ye Kui used the Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Spitting Palm Technique, which was at the fifth level of the Palm Sea Realm.
Although they were unable to defeat Ye Feng on the last list of top scorers, when faced with such an exquisite and huge Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Spitting Art, their frowns relaxed and their faces were filled with relief.
"Great! Swallowing the Heaven and Spitting the Earth is all about momentum. Ye Kui performed this palm strike so vividly. He is truly a top master who has never been seen before and will never be seen again in the fifth level of martial arts!"
"Even if Ye Feng has three heads and six arms, he will probably be swallowed by Ye Kui's palms!"
"Ye Kui! Remember not to seriously injure Ye Feng!" Ye Ran deliberately shouted loudly when he heard the seniors praising Ye Kui. In fact, everyone knew the meaning of his words, which was to ask Ye Kui to kill Ye Feng.
Facing Ye Kui's overwhelming force, Ye Feng remained calm and composed. He did not raise his palm. Instead, he continued to punch out with his fists, using the Sky Thunder Fist from the 72-movement boxing technique.
"Second brother! Look, Ye Feng is using the Sky Thunder Fist!"
"What! Thunder Fist!"
When they heard that Ye Feng had used the Sky Thunder Fist, everyone was instantly filled with fear.
However, within a moment their faces returned to calm, because they also knew what the Sky Thunder Fist meant among the 72 boxing techniques.
The Sky Thunder Fist is one step higher than the Golden List Fist that Ye Kui used. Only a warrior with the sixth level of internal energy cultivation can have the powerful essence to control and dominate the use of breath in the Sky Thunder Fist.
A type of boxing without the support of internal energy is like a blank sheet of paper, and will become weak and powerless.
The Ye family's internal energy records state that a martial artist at the sixth level of martial arts can only practice the upper half of the Heavenly Thunder Fist's punching moves and release power. To fully cultivate the Heavenly Thunder Fist's power of both retracting and releasing fists, only the peak martial artists above the sixth level of martial arts have the ability to dominate the Heavenly Thunder Fist.
In their eyes, a month ago, Ye Feng was only a fourth-level martial artist. A month later, even if they were beaten to death, they could not believe that it was impossible for him to advance to the first level of martial arts. Therefore, they did not even think about breaking through to the second level within a month.
Therefore, they did not take Ye Feng, who used the Sky Thunder Fist, seriously at all. Even if Ye Feng had comprehended the mantra of the Sky Thunder Fist, without the assistance of huge internal energy, it would be useless and he would not be able to resist Ye Kui's massive Heaven Swallowing and Earth Spitting Fist.
Ye Kui also saw that Ye Feng was using the Sky Thunder Fist. Ye Kui had also painstakingly practiced the Sky Thunder Fist for a year, but ultimately failed halfway due to insufficient internal energy.
"Haha! Ye Feng, are you scared out of your wits? How dare you use the Sky Thunder Fist!"
Ye Kui laughed at Ye Feng loudly.
Everyone present, even Ye Feng's father Ye Long, was not only surprised that Ye Kui could use the Swallow the Sky and Spit the Earth with such momentum, but also admired him. Although they had seen Ye Feng use the Heavenly Thunder Fist with their own eyes, they were still worried.
Ye Qi stared blankly at the situation on the stage, dumbfounded at how powerful Ye Kui was. Although he was only a second-level warrior, he was standing dozens of meters away from the stage, and he could feel a powerful force coming towards him.
Seeing Ye Kui perform the Swallow Heaven and Spit Earth move, Ye Peina danced with joy and cheered excitedly. Then he looked at Ye Qi with a smug look on his face and said, "Slave Ye Qi, lick the dust off my shoes right now with your mouth!"
The young master will not lose, he will definitely not lose!
Ye Qi said firmly in his heart, and then said to Ye Pei: "The victory or defeat has not yet been decided?"
"Hahaha! If I say you are a slave, then you are a slave. Can't you see it? Victory or defeat will be decided in the blink of an eye!" Ye Pei proudly scolded Ye Qi loudly.
"I can't hear your orders until the victory or defeat is decided!" Although Ye Qi was also nervous, his words were still firm and resolute.
"Humph! You are such a stubborn slave. I am telling you, if Ye Feng can still defeat Ye Kui, I will lick your shoes!"
Just as Ye Pei finished speaking.
Ye Feng on the stage jumped up and down, shouting loudly: "Heavenly Thunder Fist, release the power of the fist, Heavenly Thunder Fist retract the power of the fist!"
Ye Feng was in mid-air, calm and composed, his fists and breath blending together, and in the blink of an eye he unleashed the power of Heavenly Thunder Fist.
In a blink of an eye, the two powerful airflows in Ye Feng's fists, like two galloping and roaring dragons, fiercely rushed towards Ye Kui's power of swallowing the sky and spitting out the earth.
Boom boom boom!
Ye Feng's two fist shadows, like two galloping dragons, collided with Ye Kui's Swallowing the Sky and Sputtering the Earth, breaking through endless resistance along the way.
Boom boom boom!
Another huge cracking sound was heard, shocking the sky.
At that moment, the wind and clouds surged, and the earth seemed to turn from day to night.
This moment did not last long. In the blink of an eye, the smoke dissipated and the entire earth and sky became calm.
In the center of the martial arts training ground, the martial arts stage had been split in half. At this moment, when everyone saw the martial arts stage, their faces turned pale as paper, as if the snow had suddenly melted.
In that scene, Ye Feng was still standing on the martial arts stage like Mount Tai.
In that scene, Ye Kui fell into the ruins of the collapsed martial arts training platform.
"How is it possible? How is it possible? Isn't Ye Feng just a fourth-level warrior? How can he perform the Heavenly Thunder Fist?"
Ye Kui fell under the collapsed martial arts stage with a pale face. His internal energy had been severely damaged and he no longer had the ability to fight Ye Feng.
Is Ye Feng a human or a demon? How can he defeat me in just one month
"Heavenly Thunder Fist!"
I am a fifth-level inner martial artist, and I have been practicing for eight years but I still cannot control the aura of the Heavenly Thunder Fist. How did he, a fourth-level warrior, do it
Ye Kui lost, and lost miserably.
Ye Ran, who was watching the fight from the audience, was so lifeless when he saw that his son was actually defeated by Ye Feng. Ye Hu and others were even more pale-faced.
An opportunity that was originally thought to be able to get rid of Ye Feng, but an incredible scene occurred again.
None of them believed that the scene before their eyes was real, because they also felt it was impossible!
It is impossible for Ye Feng, a fourth-level warrior, to break through two levels of martial arts cultivation and even perform the Heavenly Thunder Fist within a month.
Ye Kui was breathing weakly and looking pale, his vitality was severely damaged. He was helped out of the ruins by his disciples and was about to leave the training ground.
Ye Feng appeared in front of Ye Kui with a brisk step and said lightly: "Brother Ye Kui is not nice. You made such a big scene, how can you leave so quietly? Brother Kui is the phoenix of our Ye family!"
Ye Kui was so ashamed that he lowered his head and dared not look at Ye Feng, nor did he dare to face the other people in the Ye family. With the support of his disciples, he limped past Ye Feng step by step.
"Brother Ye Kui, take care! If they don't send you off, I, Ye Feng, will!"
Hearing Ye Feng's deliberate humiliation of Ye Kui, Ye Ran rolled his eyes at Ye Feng and snorted, "Ye Feng, don't be too proud. Today is just the first test for the succession to the position of the family head. We will see the result at Wuding Tower on August 15th!"
The Ye family has a traditional rule that when the incumbent head of the family is over 60 years old, the next head of the family will be elected from the younger generation.
In Xuanwu Continent, the strong are respected, so the Ye family living in Xuanwu Continent naturally knows the truth that the strong are respected. Every head of the family must surpass the entire family in martial arts in order to convince everyone and unify the family.
In the Ye family's procedure for selecting an heir, there are two stages: the preliminary test and the final test.
The initial test is to select qualified candidates for the position of head of the family from the family and conduct a preliminary competition.
After the initial test, the ultimate test will be held in the family’s Wuding Tower on August 15th of each year to formally determine the family heir. At the same time, the elders of the Ye family will also be present.
In fact, it was not only Ye Ran who held a grudge against Ye Feng. Ye Hu and two other branch family heads also held a grudge. They looked at Ye Feng angrily and sinisterly, then walked away.