Chapter 208

The opponent in this game is he Zijing of Weiwu hall. His strength is good. After three rounds, he won one, lost one, drew one, accumulated four points and ranked in the middle.

"Elder martial brother, I'm flattered, please!"

Ye Feng is still calm and makes a gesture.

"Younger martial brother, you should be gentle. Elder martial brother is afraid of pain."

He Zijing pinched for a moment, and his father said angrily that he was a sissy, but he had a fan in his hand.

Seeing he Zijing's appearance, Ye Feng secretly disdains him. He is actually a yin-yang person. He is making eyes at Ye Feng, which makes Ye Feng feel chilly and goose bumps all over.

"Cough, elder martial brother, please do it!"

See he Zijing a strength toward his eyes, Ye Feng can't bear to look directly at, dry cough a few, let the other party quickly hand, in see down, must disgust to death, haven't fight, Ye Feng himself scared away.

"Why worry, younger martial brother? I don't want to be thrown out by you!"

He Zijing white leaf maple one eye, leaf maple whole body trembles, a fist mercilessly toward He Zijing sweep past.

"Poop

He Zijing didn't react. He was swept away by Ye Feng and rolled down the challenge arena. Ye Feng left the challenge arena and went back to rest.

"Ha ha ha..."

A series of laughter came from all around. The whole college knew that he Zijing was flattered when he saw the handsome guy. Many disciples couldn't stand him. Now he met Ye Feng and finally touched the ash of his nose.

Although everyone is very disgusted, because he Zijing is powerful and does not dare to do anything to him, now he meets Ye Feng without any explanation and sweeps him out with one punch.

He Zijing got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body. If there was no one in general, he slowly returned to his seat. This time, he actually sat beside Ye Feng, because they were the first to finish the competition, and there were only two of them in the rest area.

"Younger martial brother, you are so powerful, but you are hurting people!"

He Zi Jing father sound father gas of say, touched to touch buttocks, the slightest ignore Ye Feng homicide general eyes.

"Cough, please respect yourself, elder martial brother he!"

Ye Feng is still dry cough, the end of the game, also can't in hand, and said he Zijing didn't violate the rules, just talk to himself.

"Yes

He Zijing cleared his throat, and his voice became heavier. It was like a man, and he restrained his expression just now.

"Younger martial brother's strength is very good. I'm very optimistic about you. It's estimated that no one can stop you except those guys!"

He Zijing uses his mouth to anger Nu's challenge arena. Ye Feng looks in the past. It's Yue Wuchen, Ding Buhui, Luo Yifeng and Xu Qingfeng.

Although Xu Qingfeng lost one game, he must not be careless. Ye Feng knows Xu Qingfeng's strength well, and it may even be that Xu Qingfeng deliberately keeps his strength. When it's time to let one game go, he should keep his strength for the next.

"Oh, how can we see that?"

Although Ye Feng heard about the news about the moon without trace and Luo Yifeng, he Zijing said it again. Ye Feng asked.

"I tell you that you can. Don't treat people like this in the future!"

He Zijing just recovered a serious color, immediately changed, really can't change the dog eat excrement, cause Ye Feng is a burst of contempt.

"Let me first talk about this month without trace. I heard that when he was born, he was just in time for the eclipse of the moon. There were countless invisible images in the vicinity of his birth that night. After he was born, he showed his cultivation talent, which exceeded the ordinary people. There are rumors outside that he was reincarnated as a spirit fox, but it's not very clear!"

Jing ziyue said slowly, pointing to no trace.

Ye Feng nodded. Yue Wuchen said little, and even cherished his words. He seldom saw him speak. Otherwise, the elder martial brother of Yizhongtian couldn't reach Xu Qingfeng. It was because Yue Wuchen didn't fight for fame and fortune.

"There is also this Luo Yifeng. Although he was born without vision, he has a powerful father, and he is absolutely an important figure in southern China, so his future achievements will not be low."

He Zijing continued.

Since ancient times, tiger father has no dog son, Ye Feng also nodded. It seems that Luo Yifeng's sudden fame is not accidental, but inevitable.

"As for Ding Buhui, his origin is strange. He was adopted and finally joined the college. It is rumored that he lived with wild animals since childhood, and his character is violent. Up to now, he still follows the characteristics of some monsters."

When it comes to Ding Buhui, he Zijing is more afraid. Although Ding Buhui is not necessarily the most powerful among the three, he is definitely the most difficult to get.

"If it's not your ultimate strength, it's hard for others to stop you, but you have to be on guard!"

He Zijing also saw that Ye Feng wanted to be a champion, so he said that.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Ye Feng has been busy with cultivation, but he doesn't know much about the back of some of the college students. After hearing he Zijing's analysis, it seems that every genius's success is not a coincidence.

He Zijing seems to have the meaning of making friends with Ye Feng. He has converged a lot and is no longer flattering just now. His expression is solemn."Younger martial brother, you are determined to become a core disciple. I hope you can take care of elder martial brother when you become a true disciple in the future!"

He Zijing's tone is more rigorous.

"Elder martial brother is too polite. Younger martial brother is not even a core disciple, let alone a true disciple!"

Ye Feng gives a bitter smile. Although he has a variant constitution, nine changes of magic skills and seven ways of killing heaven, Ye Feng has great confidence to become a true disciple, but he is not sure.

"I have a good eye for people, as long as my younger martial brother remembers what I said today!"

With that, he Zijing left. Because someone had finished the game, Qi ruomei came over.

"What did he tell you just now? He didn't come to hook you up!"

Qi ruomei, of course, knows who he Zijing is. She looks white and stares at Ye Feng.

"Cough, you are jealous."

Leaf maple evil smile.

"Who is jealous of you?"

Qi ruomei snorted coldly, then turned her head and ignored Ye Feng.

One by one, they come back one after another. The more they get to the back, the more fierce the battle is. The test of true Qi is even more severe. Fortunately, these are all gifted disciples, and their recovery ability is very fast.

After a cup of tea, entering the fifth round, Ye Feng didn't plan to change the challenge arena at all. It was just the same one.

At the same time, more than a dozen people landed in the challenge arena. Soon, a figure fell on the opposite side of Ye Feng, and he saw the crazy knife.

"Click!"

There was a big knife about the height of Ye Feng in the hand of crazy Dao. The handle was inserted on the ground and made a click. The bluestone on the ground broke into a large piece.

"I heard that your body is very strong. I don't know if you can bear my overlord sword!"

Crazy Dao has a set of overlord Dao technique. The Dao technique is as powerful as its name.

"I didn't know until I tried!"

Ye Feng is full of fighting spirit. The momentum of Kuangdao is very manic. It looks like a wild animal. It's huge. With a tall sword, it gives people an invisible pressure.

"Take it!"

As soon as the blade turned, the big knife jumped up in the air and stabbed at Ye Feng. In the hands of crazy knife, it was like an embroidery needle, very flexible.

"What a powerful sword technique!"

It's very domineering to feel the sharp Sabre spirit. There is a little sense of sabre spirit. It's really not easy to understand the sabre spirit.

The sword has the meaning of the sword, and the knife has the meaning of the sword. It may be easy to understand the meaning of the sword, but there is no one in ten thousand. This crazy sword is a genius in the sword.

At a high level, you don't need weapons to kill. You can use artistic conception to kill your opponent. It seems that the crazy sword hasn't reached that stage yet. It's just a touch of rudiment.

Ba Dao carries a gust of wind. The air cut by the blade creaks. Ye Feng feels that his skin has to be cut. He still stands in the same place and has no intention of moving.

"What's the matter? Is this boy going to take a mad knife strike?"

Many people can't understand it. Ye Feng stands in the same place and doesn't even have the intention to fight back. He turns a blind eye to it and looks at the saber getting closer.

"It's arrogant. I haven't seen such a arrogant boy before. I dare to ignore the attack of crazy knife!"

Some people make a disdainful sound and think Ye Feng is too arrogant.

Some people don't understand, some people are pitiful. It's not easy for Ye Feng to come to this step. If he loses in the hands of crazy Dao, many people will sigh. Up to now, many disciples have begun to support Ye Feng and won the favor of some people, especially the members of the NINE-STAR alliance, they start to roar and let Ye Feng move quickly.

Ba Dao is getting closer and closer. Even if ye Feng doesn't have time to fight back, he can only retreat passively. A grim smile flickers on Kuang Dao's face, and his rough face becomes ferocious.

Everyone knows that Kuangdao has the same relationship with Ding Buhui as his brother. At the beginning, Ye Feng cruelly abused the sword and took advantage of the wind to return to the stage. At that time, there were several vicious eyes looking at Ye Feng, one of which came from Kuangdao.

The relationship between Kuangdao and Jian Chengfeng is different, so they all regard Ye Feng as the enemy. Although Kuangdao tried to cover up when he stepped into the challenge arena, he really fought and immediately released hostility and even murderous spirit.

"Yang Hua, this boy will not be scared silly!"

Yu Zhongtian sees Ye Feng standing in the same place, watching the sword fall, and says to Yang Hua with the color of irony.

"What are you looking for? The battle has just begun!"

Yang Hua frowned tightly. Although he didn't understand why Ye Feng didn't do it, he believed that Ye Feng must have his reasons.

Don't say they don't understand, but everyone doesn't understand. The zhenzhuan disciples look at the fight one by one with playful smiles. Although these battles seem dull, there are still some places for zhenzhuan disciples to see.

"Boy, you're dead!"

Crazy Dao finally showed his nature and gave a grim smile.

If you commit manslaughter, it's not against the rules, because ye Feng doesn't dodge. If he is killed by a crazy knife, he can only admit his bad luck.

"Yes? You think you can really kill me. "Ye Feng sneer, looking at the sabre gradually in front of him, the arm slightly moved, the body suddenly forward, a palm toward the sabre pinch in the past.

The distance between them is only ten meters. The blade of the sword can pierce Ye Feng's body in one breathing time. At this time, Ye Feng's arm suddenly moves.

"Bang!"

A clear voice appeared, time seemed to freeze, fast as lightning in general, the sword suddenly stopped in the air, no longer forward.

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