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Wang Qiang smiled bitterly as he stood up and rubbed his aching chest. Then, he walked towards his seat!

In the elders' seats, all the elders' eyes shone brightly as they looked at Ye Feng. No one would have thought that Ye Feng would actually take care of so many disciples below the stage.

"This kid is extraordinary!"

"Courage and planning, strong strength, the key is that his temperament is pretty good!"

"Old Sun, it seems like you've picked up a good grandson-in-law for nothing!"

"Humph, who cares? A little hooligan can't make it onto the stage!" Hearing the Elder's words, Sun Huo disdainfully said.

"Quiet!" "Now, I declare that Wang Qiang and Ye Feng are competing and that Ye Feng is the victor!" The referee elder smiled as he glanced at Ye Feng, who was sitting on the elder's seat, getting up and announcing.

"I refuse to accept this, Ye Feng is obviously a shameless sneak attack, I want to compete with him, as long as he wins against me, I will recognize his victory!" Zhang Kuang suddenly stood up, and looked at Ye Feng with incomparable anger, as if his eyes were about to spit fire.

"Zhang Kuang, don't be rude. I'm the referee!" The referee elder glared at Zhang Kuang and said.

"Yeah, gorilla, the referee elder already said it, you should just go climb the tree!" Ye Feng waved his hand and said to Zhang Kuang.

"You're courting death!" Hearing Ye Feng call him gorilla again and again, Zhang Kuang finally could not take it anymore, his eyes turned blood-red, he jumped up from the stage, stared at Ye Feng, pulled out his horse-slaying blade from his back, pointed it at Ye Feng and said angrily: "Ye Feng, if you don't accept my challenge today, you won't be a man!"

Seeing that Zhang Kuang was truly angry, the referee sighed and glanced at the other Elders, but didn't stop them. At this point, everyone could see that Zhang Kuang was truly angry!

Moreover, these inner elders also wanted to test Ye Feng's strength, after all, from the start of Ye Feng's fight until now, no matter who it was, it was only one move, and even Wang Qiang, who was recognized as a genius swordsman, was defeated by Ye Feng's palm attack, so these elders wanted to see the extent of Ye Feng's strength!

"You're crazy! Who wants to fight you? Hey, hey, hey! Whose gorilla is this, hurry up and bring you back so you don't lose face here!" Just when everyone thought that Ye Feng would accept the challenge when faced with Zhang Kuang's provocation, they did not expect him to actually say such a thing.

In an instant, everyone was stunned once again, followed by a burst of laughter!

Ye Feng finished his speech, without even looking at Zhang Kuang, he turned around and walked towards his seat. Ye Feng finished his speech, did not even look at Zhang Kuang, directly turned around and walked towards his seat.

"Hey!" Ye Feng showed a smile that he thought was very coquettish as he looked at a girl.

"Ah, did you see that? Brother Ye is smiling at me!" A girl's eyes lit up as she excitedly shouted at her companion.

"What? Senior Brother Ye is obviously smiling at me!"

"No, it's me!"

"Me!"

Ye Feng helplessly shook his head and secretly said: "Sure enough, handsome men are very attractive."

"Shameless, you pervert!" On the other side, Sun Ling'er said in a disdainful manner while looking at Ye Feng with her golden fur in her arms.

"Ye Feng!" Just as Ye Feng was about to sit down, a loud roar suddenly came from behind him, and then an incomparably terrifying Bladelight directly rushed towards Ye Feng, and this terrifying power shook the surrounding air of Ye Feng, making a buzzing sound!

The expression in Ye Feng's eyes changed. He did not have the time to turn his head around. His body suddenly rolled and disappeared from the spot!

"Rumble!"

As soon as Ye Feng left, Zhang Kuang's Bladelight arrived and immediately, a burst of sawdust flew everywhere, and everywhere the Bladelight passed, all the chairs were shattered into powder, and some of the disciples who could not dodge in time were even injured by the Bladelight, they looked at Zhang Kuang with aghast!

Ye Feng stood up angrily. Previously, because he had to dodge the blade light, his clothes were in a mess, but Ye Feng's breathing was calm, and his eyes were filled with anger as he looked at Zhang Kuang!

"You won't compete today. If you don't, I'll beat you until you're done!" Zhang Kuang's eyes were bloodshot. The black Zhanmadao in his hand emanated a terrifying aura …

"Alright, as you wish. Let's go to the arena!" Ye Feng faintly said, but no one could tell whether he was angry or not from his calm tone.

"Whiz!"

The spirit energy under Ye Feng's feet suddenly turned into a force which carried Ye Feng to the arena and gently landed on the ground!

On the other side, Zhang Kuang saw that Ye Feng had agreed to compete with him, so he grinned and put the Zhanmadao on his shoulder and walked step by step onto the stage!

"I will cripple you to vent the hatred in my heart!" Zhang Kuang stared at Ye Feng with bloodshot eyes.

"Similarly, your actions just now also angered me. If you are still standing on the stage after three moves, it would be considered my loss! "Let's begin!" Ye Feng took a deep breath, and his eyes gradually turned ice-cold, just like a wild beast, filled with a dangerous aura.

"Arrogant!" "First form of the Berserker Blade Three Styles!" Zhang Kuang had a fierce look on his face, he loudly shouted and the spirit energy in his body suddenly exploded, and the Zhanmadao in his hand released a huge blade light towards Ye Feng.

Rumble rumble rumble!

The air vibrated, forming many waves of air. Even before the sword beams arrived, the waves of air were the first to arrive!

Whoosh!

A cool breeze blew past. Ye Feng's complexion was calm, and just as the blade light was about to reach Ye Feng, Ye Feng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly made his move!

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

Five consecutive palm strikes formed a terrifying wave of spirit power that surged and blew away all the dust on the stage!

Boom! *

The Bladelight and the palm collided, and the Bladelight instantly shattered into pieces. Ye Feng's palm was also blocked by Zhang Kuang!

The first move was a draw!

"Second form of Wild Blade!"

Zhang Kuang shouted. The black Zhanmadao in his hand suddenly burst out with boundless spiritual energy fluctuations, and even Zhang Kuang's entire body became incomparably malevolent and crazy. The Zhanmadao followed the person's movements, but before the person had even arrived, the Zhanmadao was already in front of them!

"The second move!"

Ye Feng shouted and his body suddenly jumped up like an eagle soaring in the sky, but also like a fierce tiger descending from the mountain. His palm kept hitting out, one palm, two palms, three palms... Six palm strikes!

The six palms of nine waves combined with Ye Feng's two thousand jin terrifying strength instantly arrived in front of Zhang Kuang!

Rumble rumble rumble!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Feng's palm fiercely slapped on Zhang Kuang's Zhanmadao and the terrifying force instantly shattered the Zhanmadao. A clear crack appeared under Zhang Kuang's feet and continued to spread!

Humph!

Zhang Kuang groaned, his body quickly retreated, a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale white as he looked at Ye Feng, he could not believe that his Berserker Blade Three Movement's Second Style had been broken by Ye Feng!

"Is that the Nine Waves? I never thought that Ye Feng actually practiced the Nine Waves, and it seems that he has already practiced to the Nine Waves realm! " An elder in the elder's seat said.

"He hasn't used his full strength yet!" another opening

When the other disciples saw that Zhang Kuang was actually pushed back by Ye Feng's palm, and that Zhang Kuang was slightly injured, they immediately revealed looks of shock!

"This is his true strength?" Not far away, Wang Qiang looked at Ye Feng with a slightly absent-minded expression.

"Last move!"

Ye Feng turned a deaf ear to the discussions below the stage. His beast-like eyes flashed with a fierce light. This time, he did not wait for Zhang Kuang to make the first move, instead he took the initiative to attack first!

"Whiz!"

This terrifying speed caused Ye Feng to instantly disappear in front of Zhang Kuang, bringing up a strong wind, and countless dust and dirt began to condense along with Ye Feng's continuous movement!

This was the result of Ye Feng tempering his body with spirit liquid for ten days with the help of Long Xiaotian!

"So fast, what martial skill is that?" Below the stage, the crowd only felt a blur in front of their eyes, Ye Feng had already disappeared in front of them, and when they looked again, they saw that Ye Feng had already arrived three feet away from Zhang Kuang.

"Die, Berserker Blade's Third Move!"

Zhang Kuang was also very surprised by Ye Feng's speed, right now he was already regretting provoking Ye Feng, but there is no medicine for regret in this world, people must take responsibility for their own actions!

Rumble rumble rumble!

The black Zhanmadao in his hand seemed to be about to merge with its body as it exuded a terrifying blade aura. It was like a sharp, unsheathed saber that was unstoppable!

The three moves of the Wild Blade were ruthless in their moves. Otherwise, Zhang Kuang wouldn't have relied on this martial skill to become an outer disciple of the sect, second only to Ma Long!

But unfortunately, he had met Ye Feng!

Such terrifying speed, absolute power, a high level Mortal level martial art combined with Ye Feng's incomparable physical body, forming a terrifying set of coordination, eight waves were shot out, and one after another, waves of sound were emitted from Ye Feng's palm, and this terrifying power formed a terrifying storm, slamming towards Zhang Kuang!

"Defeat!" A low roar came out from Ye Feng's throat, and his palm accurately pressed on Zhang Kuang's Zhanmadao!

Boom! * "Pfft!"

Zhang Kuang felt as if he had suffered a heavy blow. He spat out a mouthful of blood as the jet black Zhanmadao flew out of his hand and down the arena!

On the stage, Ye Feng's complexion did not change. He held his hands behind his back and coldly looked at Zhang Kuang who was lying on the ground like a dead dog!

Below the stage, many of the disciples looked at Ye Feng who looked like a god of war, and in their hearts, they were full of worship!

In the elders seating area, the elders were similarly shocked as they looked at the youth standing in the middle of the arena!

All eyes were on him, as resplendent as the stars!