The other opponents on the round platform were already standing on the round platform, and there was still only Zhang Chongyuan on the No. 1 platform, and no one fought with him.

After a long time, a figure floated like an immortal and flew down from the stands and stood in front of Zhang Chongyuan. He was wearing a Taoist robe and naturally fitted with Fu Xingyi.

"I guess you didn't have enough fun in the last battle. Let's continue the battle!" Fu Xingyi said calmly.

"Is this necessary? We have fought for a while, but I won't fight with you if I give this opportunity to others." Zhang Chongyuan smiled faintly, his breath was restrained, and he turned his head to look at Ye Xiaofeng's position, his eyes were like lightning, "Ye Xiaofeng, aren't you quite arrogant? Say I'm not your opponent, come down to fight."

When Zhang Chongyuan turned his attention, Ye Xiaofeng felt that he was going to take action. As expected, Zhang Chongyuan had already said that if he didn't take action, he would definitely be looked down upon. It is important to be low-key, but young people are showing their sharpness. When it is time to show their sharpness, they must show it.

Ye Xiaofeng's body flashed and came to the No. 1 round platform, and turned his eyes to Zhang Chongyuan, "We fight together?"

"No, give this to Xingyi! I won't fight with him. Xingyi's cultivation is extremely strong, don't let him down." Zhang Chongyuan glanced at Ye Xiaofeng, and then returned to his seat.

Originally, he was waiting for Ye Xiaofeng on the round platform, but he didn't expect Fu Xingyi to appear. Fu Xingyi's appearance made him think of letting Ye Xiaofeng and Fu Xingyi fight first, so that he could see some of the two's trump cards.

When he fought with Fu Xingyi, he felt that Fu Xingyi was also hiding his strength. Since Ye Xiaofeng dared to say that, his own strength must be very strong. Who knows what tricks they have hidden? Although he is arrogant and arrogant, he is not stupid and understands the principle of knowing oneself and being an enemy.

"What a coward." Ye Xiaofeng said disdainfully as he looked at Zhang Chongyuan's back as he left.

"I can feel that your strength is very strong, and I hope we can fight happily." Fu Xingyi said to Ye Xiaofeng.

"Don't you Taoism also emphasize tranquility and inaction? When did you become so fond of fighting?" Ye Xiaofeng asked.

"Our tranquility and inaction are about pursuing the surrounding environment and changing ourselves. In a peaceful and peaceful environment, we are the free and singing immortals who drink and sing. In this passionate competition environment, we are the martial cynics." Fu Xingyi explained to Ye Xiaofeng tirelessly, with excellent patience.

"I am worthy of being a Taoist person. What I say is reasonable. Even if it is a nonsense, people will not be able to find fault." Ye Xiaofeng said with a smile.

Hearing Ye Xiaofeng's words, Fu Xingyi was not angry, and still had that expression. He said calmly: "Let's start!"

After saying that, the whole person instantly merged with the world around him, and the whole person was hazy, like an immortal about to ascend.

Ye Xiaofeng was secretly surprised. It was really not simple. He even said that he would merge with the surrounding heaven and earth, without a trace of unnatural feeling. This kind of natural way is indeed powerful.

Ye Xiao's body was majestic, covering the entire circular platform, with a mighty power, as if a god descended to the world. He took the lead in attacking, and a tentative palm, the space in front of him seemed to squeeze forward, and an inexplicable power emanated.

Due to the excessive fluctuation of space, Fu Xingyi was freed from that state and took inexplicable steps to avoid Ye Xiaofeng's attack.

"You are indeed very strong. With this move alone, you are stronger than Zhang Chongyuan." Fu Xingyi said calmly, his eyes clear and transparent, as if he had seen through everything. He moved forward with the method of the Nine Palaces, his steps were mysterious, and he fought in a series of palms, both offense and defense.

"Baguazhang method?" Ye Xiaofeng raised his sword eyebrows, and two brilliant lights burst out from his eyes, and he said coldly: "Look at your Baguazhang method, or is it the palm method I learned from the hundreds of schools."

After saying that, his figure flashed like a ghost, his palms slowly slapped out, sometimes soft like willow catkins, sometimes violent like a storm, one after another, and the rolling waves of energy rush out, like the endless waves of surging sea waves.

"It's indeed extraordinary." Fu Xingyi said, and his waving speed increased a little bit. His attack surface was relatively wide. With his continuous flapping, a unique palm space was formed around him, as if Ye Xiaofeng's attack power could not be close to him at all.

"Break." Ye Xiaofeng's tongue burst into thunder, and his eyes flashed. His palms suddenly changed, and his sword fingers stabbed out. A glazed sword energy burst out, with a very fast speed, and it suddenly broke the special palm space around Fu Xingyi.

The surging energy burst and hit Fu Xingyi. He was calm and calm, his face was always as clear as water, and he always looked like neither sad nor happy, and he was really quiet and inaction.

"Turn the universe." He recited four words, drew arcs with his hands, and drew a wonderful trajectory. The surging energy surged in front of him, and was all guided by him in his palms. After several arcs, it suddenly pushed out. This violent energy was compressed several times more than the energy just now, and it was even more powerful.

Ye Xiaofeng took a step forward, slashed straight down with his palm and knife. The air in front was divided into two halves, and the violent energy rushed through both sides of Ye Xiaofeng, and he did not receive any damage.

Although the two were just tentative attacks, the combat skills and adaptability they showed made many people feel inferior. The so-called details determine success or failure, which reflects the strong cultivation of the two people in this regard.

Zhang Chongyuan in the stands had to admire Ye Xiaofeng's cultivation.

Ye Xiaofeng and Fu Xingyi were inseparable from fighting on the round platform, and slowly transitioned from a tentative attack to a competition of true strength.

The violent energy was raging on the round platform, and gusts of storms started to smuggle, as if they were to tear this space apart. The two of them remained motionless in it, as if they were completely unaffected.

"Tai Chi." After fighting for countless rounds, Fu Xingyi finally used Wudang's unique skills and Tai Chi path. A vast force seemed to surge from the ancient times, or it was like it surged from the depths of the vast universe. This force was full of fusion and destructiveness, making people feel powerless.

"Overlord God Fist, smash the Yue with one punch." Feeling the power of this attack, Ye Xiaofeng shouted loudly, using combat skills he had never used before. Now he can't reveal the abilities of his talented people. If those old antiques know that they have special talents in them, who knows what the result will be.

This punch is extremely domineering, full of power to destroy everything, as if there is no power to stop it.

"It turned out to be the Overlord God Fist. This is a lost combat skill in the ancient era. How could he have it?"

"It's really incredible that this kind of boxing actually appears in the world."

"Is it because of the old antiques that have survived to this day?"

"No wonder he has such cultivation. I'm afraid he is probably the disciples taught by that senior."

On the central round platform, the dozen masters of the Holy Realm were very uneasy when they saw the boxing techniques Ye Xiaofeng used.

Some knowledgeable people in the stands also had storms in their hearts, screaming, explaining this set of boxing to the people around them.
Chapter completed!