Shao Zhu got up in one go, and was abused in two consecutive moves, making his eyes full of fear when he looked at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng curled his lips. Seeing Shao Zhu's appearance, he was no longer interested in fighting.
A small vortex of air appeared under his feet, and his body flashed. Ye Feng's figure quickly disappeared from the spot and instantly appeared in front of Shao Zhu.
"Go down!" Ye Feng shouted loudly, surrounded by fighting spirit on his right foot, kicked out with huge force, and accurately hit Shao Zhu's waist.
"Puff!" With a dull sound, Shao Zhu screamed, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The huge force in his body kicked out of the competition arena and fell heavily to more than twenty feet away.
The previous two attacks were lighter, but this time he took all his strength. Although Shao Zhu still had no external injuries, his huge potential caused his internal organs to be shaken and he suffered significant internal injuries.
Ye Feng's mouth was slightly raised and he vomited lightly: "Next."
The deacon who was stunned from the audience immediately reacted and said quickly: "Only, it is a battle every day, and then there will be pills to distribute. After recovering from the injury, the second battle will be held."
Ye Feng spread his hands and said, "I have nothing to do, go and call the next one!"
"It's okay!" While the deacon was hesitating, Yu Longxiang's faint voice sounded: "Call both of them!"
The deacon looked shaking, and he looked at the battle arena next to him, Xiang Lingxiao was floating in white, and his ancient long sword slowly returned to the sheath.
Crane! The long sword returned to the sheath, and the boy opposite knelt down in a daze, covered his neck with his hands, and there was a thin blood line at his neck. Blood slowly poured out between his fingers, and Ye Feng's eyes condensed.
Looking at Ye Feng, Xiang Lingxiao said calmly: "Brother Ye is indeed powerful, and the battle was resolved in three rounds."
His pupils shrank slightly, and Ye Feng said relaxedly: "Brother Xiang is not bad, his swordsmanship is superb! He can control the fire and perfectly control the fire!"
All the inner disciples looked shaking. Even though Shao Zhu and another disciple were at the bottom of the inner disciples, they were extremely powerful for the outer disciples. Unexpectedly, they could not walk a few rounds out of Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao's hands. It can be seen that there are too many outer disciples who surpass ordinary outer disciples.
At this moment, Shao Zhu got up from the ground, screaming in pain, and slowly walked back.
Another disciple also came to his senses and touched his neck. Although it was bleeding, it was not much hurt. He stood up and bowed to Xiang Lingxiao, saying gratefully: "Thank you for your mercy."
Xiang Lingxiao looked calm: "You're welcome."
Shao Zhu and another disciple were listed. This time, all the inner disciples did not make fun of them, but looked at the two of them with serious eyes. After this battle, all the inner disciples had regarded Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao as opponents on an equal footing with him.
In the crowd, Fatty Liu's pupils shrank violently, and the fat on his face trembled. Looking at Ye Feng's expression was full of shock. Although Shao Zhu was not strong, he only walked three rounds under Ye Feng's men. This made him have to believe that the Fire Wolf Cavalry Team was indeed damaged by Ye Feng's men. Since that's the case, Ye Feng is definitely a strong enemy!
Ignoring the reactions of many inner disciples, Ye Feng wrapped his hands around his chest, waiting for the next opponent to arrive.
The deacon walked to the inner disciple and shouted, "No. 439,470."
Two inner disciples walked out in response. After confirming their opponents, the two inner disciples walked towards the competition arena between Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao respectively.
The boy with a chest number of 439 jumped into the arena with a light body and looked at Ye Feng with a serious expression.
Ye Feng's expression narrowed slightly, and there was a faint smile on his face: "This assessment is really difficult."
The boy with the number 439 opposite stood quietly in place, and the aura naturally emitted was already higher than Ye Feng. At least he had the cultivation of a primary martial spirit. Moreover, the strength of a primary martial spirit who could enter the inner sect of Qingyun Sect is naturally not weak.
Is this just the second-last person among the inner disciples he chose? Ye Feng's expression became solemn, and he will face several fierce battles next!
Looking at the boy opposite, Ye Feng smiled slightly and punched: "Ye Feng."
The young man looked solemn and bowed: "Gold is not broken!"
"Let's start!" The deacon below shouted softly.
Boom! Jin Bupo's body was moving, and his momentum was rising steadily, and he quickly rose to the height of the first-level martial spirit. His majestic and powerful momentum rushed over like a tide.
"First-level martial spirit? Not enough!" Ye Feng smiled faintly, the peak martial artist burst into an aura, his black clothes fluttered without wind, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
Jin Bupo's pupils shrank, and when he saw that the momentum could not be suppressed by Ye Feng, his feet suddenly kicked the ground, and his body was like a cannonball, and his aura rushed towards Ye Feng with a strong momentum.
"Fire Spirit Fist!" With a flash, Jin Bupo appeared in front of Ye Feng, raised his right fist, and a red light flashed on his fist, and a sharp punch hit him.
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, his right foot stepped out, stepped heavily on the ground, and his right fist stretched out, a faint blue light lingering, and a heavy punch hit Jin Bupu's fist hard.
Bang! A strong collision occurred, and a huge strong wind scattered everywhere.
The two of them took a few steps in a row, and before they could stabilize their bodies, they collided violently again. The extremely powerful aura was astonishing.
At this time, many opponents with huge strength in the square had already resolved the battle, gathered next to the battle arena between Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao, watching the battle between the two without blinking, among which were outstanding disciples from the outer sect such as Mian Wuye, Leng Xingchen and Lan Qingshang. Wu Wenqiu also had a cold face, preparing to watch Ye Feng's battle.
"Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao are indeed walking in front of us!" Lan Qingshang sighed slightly. Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao faced the opponent of the first-level martial spirit in the field, and his expression was still extremely relaxed, and it seemed that he had enough energy.
"Indeed, if we face an opponent of such strength, we may not be able to guarantee that we will not be at a disadvantage if we take all our strength." Looking at the extremely violent battle on the field, the light in An Wuye's eyes dimmed slightly, and he sighed softly: "It's only half a year, and the gap has become bigger. While we are still fighting with the outer disciples, they have already started a higher level of battle."
After patting An Wuye's shoulder, Leng Xingchen smiled slightly and said, "At least we have worked hard, right?"
An Wuye's expression sterned, and after a moment he returned to normal, he smiled and said, "Yes!"
The battle on the field was still thrilling, and the strong winds of each punch and kick were extremely terrifying. Both sides exhale their anger, full of momentum, and the battle was surging. The heavy punches were trembling, and the fighting was trembling in the field.
"The second opponent's number is 439!" Lan Qingshang's expression slightly condensed.
"Under this situation, they are very likely to encounter opponents on the Fengyun List." An Wuye said slowly.
"That's the top 50 strong men among the inner disciples. They are not Yi and others. I'm afraid Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao will have a fierce battle." Leng Xingchen looked solemn.
On the battlefield, two figures kept colliding and flickering, and a huge strong wind scattered everywhere.
Ye Feng laughed happily and said, "Brother Jin, I'm going to do my best!"
Jin Bupo was suddenly shocked. He had fought to this level and had not yet put in full force? Is this just a peak martial artist?
His pupils contracted violently, and Jin Bupo said in a deep voice: "Brother Ye can do his best!"
"Okay!" Ye Feng shouted loudly, and a small vortex of air appeared under his feet. His toes pointed to the ground, and his body quickly disappeared from the spot.
Whoosh! After crossing five or six feet apart, Ye Feng appeared in front of Jin Bupu. The golden light flashed on his right fist, and soon a golden fist formed, with an extremely sharp aura.
"Broken Gold Fist!" Ye Feng shouted softly, and the blue veins on his right arm burst out, his fist clenched tightly, and even his knuckles turned slightly white. It was obvious that he had used all his strength. Boom! The broken gold Fist swung out violently, and the golden fist slammed into Jin Bubo's chest hard.
"So strong!" Jin Bupo was shocked. The punch was extremely powerful, and it was indeed much stronger than the attack just now.
Hey! Faced with such a powerful attack, Jin Bupo could not retain it anymore. The fighting spirit exploded in full swing. The same golden light flashed, but the light was dimmer than Ye Feng's broken gold fist. The golden light quickly condensed, forming a small golden evil wolf.
"Golden Wolf Fist!" Jin Bupo roared and swung his right fist. The small golden evil wolf rushed towards the golden fist in front of him.
"Is it a metal martial art?" Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right fist aimed at the small golden wolf and smashed it without hesitation.
Boom! The terrifying collision sound of the sky was heard, and the golden fist faced the golden evil wolf like a comet hitting the earth. The sound was extremely terrifying. A strong wind suddenly blew around, and smoke and dust rose up in the sky, making everyone's clothes flutter.
Influenced by such powerful movements, most of the battles couldn't help but stop fighting, staring at the battles in the center.
As the smoke and dust dissipated, Jin Bupo kept waving his numb right arm, and the tiger's mouth of his right hand had broken open, and a trace of blood oozed out. He raised his head, Jin Bupo looked at Ye Feng opposite him in horror: "It actually has such a powerful force!"
Ye Feng's momentum remained unchanged, and his black clothes fluttered.