Three days passed in a flash, and Ye Feng came to the Realm Hall again.≡

The middle-aged warrior who had received Ye Feng was waiting at the door of the hall. When he saw Ye Feng, he quickly responded and said, "Brother, we are ready. Please..."

"Yeah!" Ye Feng nodded, responded softly, and followed the middle-aged warrior toward the hall.

"Look, this guy challenges the title-banned warrior!"

"No! So young?"

"Damn, I dare to challenge the title-titled warrior at the peak of the Martial Saint? How is that possible?"

"What's this young man's name? Which realm is from?"

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it, and I'm afraid I won't say it even if I ask. I haven't started to pass the first level yet. If I haven't passed the first level, it will only be embarrassing to say the name!"

"Yes, it must be like this... If you haven't passed the first level, not only himself, but even their realm will become a laughing stock!"

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At this time, the hall was filled with people. When these people saw Ye Feng, they immediately started to talk.

In their opinion, Ye Feng has no chance of success.

If a Martial Saint can successfully challenge the title of the top martial arts saint, then at such an age, they will be considered to be living in the belly of a dog.

There are countless realms in the entire realm alliance, but there are only one hundred Saint King-level strong men in total, and none of these strong men are the peak Martial Saint, and the worst ones are the ultimate martial Saint.

Although it looks just a little worse in realm, its combat power is too different.

Ye Feng turned a deaf ear to these comments and followed the warrior in front of him through a gate and came to the back hall.

There are more than a dozen warriors in the back hall. The three with the highest cultivation level are god-level powerful people, and the others are also half-step martial god-powered people.

These people are also the guardians of this camp.

When they saw Ye Feng, they were obviously stunned.

Although they had heard of Ye Feng's age and cultivation, they were also shocked when they saw it.

While frightened, he unconsciously looked down on Ye Feng.

"Little brother, you have thought about it. This first level requires a thousand merits. If you can't even pass this level, the merit will be deducted directly. If you can pass this level, the merits will not only be given to you, but you will also gain the right to challenge the title-titled warrior!"

One of the three god-level powerful men said to Ye Feng with a gloomy face.

"Yeah, I understand!"

During these three days, Ye Feng also had a certain understanding of these, so he nodded and said.

The first level can be carried out in each camp, but it is not possible when attacking the title-sealed strongman. The title-sealed strongman is carried out in an inexplicable space.

No one knows where this space is, and even ordinary people don’t seem to know the existence of that space.

In other words, it should be that they don’t know, and only those who have reached a certain level of cultivation can know.

After hearing Ye Feng's words, the god-level powerful man nodded and took Ye Feng to the back hall, entered a light gate, and came to a small space.

This space is very small, only a few dozen kilometers in radius, and there is a plain in the space.

It is said that these small spaces existed since ancient times. Now no one can open up these small spaces. Anyone who can open up small spaces has reached an unpredictable level of cultivation. But now no one can reach this point, or even if there is one, it is no longer known.

"The first level, I will pass the level if I accept ten moves and I will not defeat you!"

After coming to this small space, the leading god-level powerful man spoke.

After the god-level powerful man finished speaking, he jumped into the air.

"Okay!" Ye Feng nodded when he heard this, responded, and jumped up to the opposite side of the old man.

"I won't hold back!" the old man said casually.

Ye Feng heard this and bowed, "No, please!"

"The first move!" the old man said softly, and after that, he waved his hand to slap Ye Feng.

Rumble...

As the old man slapped his palm, a huge palm emitting green light suddenly appeared in the sky. The giant hand covered the sky and the sun, with an unparalleled power, slapped Ye Feng like thunder.

Ye Feng looked at the huge palm with a straight look. The power of this palm would definitely not be able to be able to catch the peak of the ordinary Martial Saint, and it would not be impossible to even be slapped into meat paste.

In an instant, Ye Feng clenched his fists, and all his spiritual power burst out. He also used the fifth style of Jin Zhiyi's artistic conception, "Invincible" but Ye Feng did not use the power of **.

He wanted to weigh the power of this palm.

Ye Feng's momentum suddenly increased with the explosion of his spiritual power and the artistic conception of gold. In just a short moment, Ye Feng seemed to have turned into a spear, and his whole body emitted a series of sharp edges, and even these sharp edges seemed to tear apart the surrounding space.

"It's really not simple!"

Seeing this scene, the people around him couldn't help but feel nervous and muttered to themselves.

Although Ye Feng has not taken action yet, even now, they know that Ye Feng is not simple. At least his combat power has surpassed the peak of the Martial Saint. Even among the martial artists who are at the limit of the Martial Saint, they are still top.

Of course, this is just about the limits of ordinary martial saints.

"break!"

After seeing this huge palm coming to the top of his head, Ye Feng shouted angrily and slapped his fist at the huge palm.

"Bang!" A huge thunderous sound rang out, and the sound echoed throughout the space.

And at this time?

The palm that fell rapidly suddenly stopped and did not make any progress.

And under the palm, Ye Feng, who was originally like an ant, was standing there like a giant pillar that raised the sky. His fists emitted a golden light, pressing against his huge palm tightly.

Ye Feng, who was like a huge palm and ant, was in stalemate, and a terrifying wave emanated from the direction where they were fighting.

"Break it for me!!!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng roared again, his whole person's aura skyrocketed, and his huge palm was pushed up little by little.

"Bang!!"

With a loud bang, Ye Feng's fist emitting golden light was like a spear. He passed through the middle of this huge palm.

Rumble...

With the sound of muffled thunder, the huge palm exploded instantly. In just a moment, the palm turned into a stream of green air, and then disappeared.

"Not bad!" Seeing this scene, the god-level powerful man who took action nodded.

The other people watching also nodded.

Ye Feng is the peak of the Martial Saint. It is good to be able to do this step. There is a reason why he can become a second-level elite warrior.

"The second move!" After the god-level powerful man finished speaking, he did not give Ye Feng any room to breathe, and waved his palm again to slap Ye Feng.

Rumble...

As the palms were slapped, a gust of wind and thunder sounded.

This time, the palm was far from huge for the first time, only a few feet in a radius, but the momentum was much stronger, and the whole palm was even more solid, emitting a blue jade-colored light.

Qingyu's palms were very fast. In just one blink of an eye, it came to Ye Feng's head.

"Hmph!" Ye Feng snorted coldly, shouting in his heart: "The eighth level of the Nine Level!"

In an instant, Ye Feng's aura surged again, and he swung his fist to the sky towards the jade palm.

Bang!bang!bang!bang!bang!bang!bang!bang!

In an instant, a series of explosions rang out.

After each sound, the blue jade color of the palm faded a little, and the originally solid palm gradually became illusory.

"Um?"

"What?"

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When the people watching saw this scene, they immediately exclaimed. No one expected that Ye Feng's combat power was so strong. They thought they had just reached Ye Feng's limit, but they did not expect that they had not reached Ye Feng's limit.

You know, this palm is not something that ordinary martial saints can handle.

At this moment, the God-level powerhouse who was originally relaxed, looked gloomy at this moment.

In his opinion, Ye Feng, a peak Martial Saint, would never block his two moves, even if Ye Feng is not an ordinary peak Martial Saint.

But unexpectedly, Ye Feng is not only not an ordinary warrior, but also a genius.

Even his combat power was beyond his imagination.

"Bang!"

Just when they were shocked, there was a loud bang. The entire Qingyu palm exploded and turned into pieces and disappeared.

"The third move!"

At this time, the god-level powerful man was also angry. The Qingyu palm had just disappeared. He shouted angrily and slapped Ye Feng again.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!!"
To be continued...