All the disciples gasped, and with the cultivation of the peak martial artist, they were able to collide with the initial martial spirit to gain the advantage. This seemed to all the disciples to be very incredible.
Among the inner disciples, there was a boy with a faint number 1 on his chest. His closed eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were lit up: "What a strong body, I don't know how compared to Thunder God."
On his side, there was also a young man with a faint number 3 on his chest. His eyes were concentrated and he slowly said: "I am afraid that with his physical body, he can fight with middle and high-level martial artists without falling behind. With the fighting spirit in his body, even the first-level martial spirit is not his opponent."
The boy with number 1 narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Ye Feng standing like a mountain on the stage, and whispered: "I feel the smell of danger on him."
The boy with number 3 looked shaking, and then he smiled faintly: "Not only that, his strength is probably far more than what he has shown so far!"
Ye Feng was not surprised to defeat Jin Bupo with one punch with all his strength. Although Jin Bupo is a primary martial spirit cultivation, he is not a disciple with excellent strength or defense after all. He will naturally lose his terrible power when facing his own terrible power.
"What a pity," Ye Feng shook his head and said softly: "The body tempering and body refining scripture is still at the third level. The cultivation I have experienced is only practicing strength and speed, and it has not been tempered to the physical body at all. Otherwise, the physical body will reach the fourth level, and it will be easy to deal with the initial level martial spirit!"
As more and more battles on the arena ended, a group of outer disciples surrounded Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao's battle arena, with fanaticism in their eyes.
Ye Feng looked towards Xiang Lingxiao's battlefield. Compared to Ye Feng's violence, Xiang Lingxiao's attack was much more fierce. The sword lights were flying all over the sky, and the sharp sword intent enveloped the entire audience. The majestic fighting spirit burst out everywhere. Under Xiang Lingxiao's full attack, the inner disciples on the opposite side were sweating profusely, and could only barely dodge the attack of the sword intent, and were completely at a disadvantage.
As he pulled the corner of his mouth, Ye Feng smiled faintly: "It's time for me to end the battle."
Seeing the other party's eyes leave, Jin Bupo's eyes flashed in his flash, and there was a flaw! After shook his numb right hand, Jin Bupo's body was running wildly, and his feet kicked the ground and bang! His body moved, and his speed was more than half faster than before. He flashed in place and quickly appeared in front of Ye Feng. His right palm stretched out, and the green light flashed on his entire palm, and his five fingers suddenly became sharp, and the wind roared.
"Wind Devouring Finger!" Jin Bupo shouted loudly, and the right palm lingering with green light was blasted out. The five fingers poked out the green light, aimed at Ye Feng's face and blasted over.
The five green fingers in front of him cut through the sky and roared and printed over. Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the sharp palm prints were as if they were cutting the wind.
The hands quickly formed seals, sniffed! A water-blue mirror quickly appeared in front of Ye Feng.
Jin Bubo's pupils contracted: "It turned out to be a defensive martial art?"
Puff! The blue and sharp five fingers were directly printed on the water-blue mirror. When they collided slightly, a palm print appeared on the water-blue mirror. The next moment, the water-blue mirror suddenly broke, and the blue and sharp five fingers continued to magnify in front of Ye Feng.
"What an amazing Feng-attribute martial art!" Ye Feng pulled the corner of his mouth, without any panic, raised his left hand and greeted him with his sharp blue fingers.
Ah! The girls around exclaimed, because what Ye Feng used to fight against the sharp five fingers was not the fist, but... the wrist!
Jin Bupo looked at Ye Feng suspiciously, but the latter's face was expressionless, which made him unable to see any clues at all.
No matter what, Jin Bupo gritted his teeth and printed the blue and sharp five fingers of his right hand hard.
"The Wind-Devouring Palm of Jin Bubble is unique, extremely sharp. Ye Feng is too careless and his wrist will be broken." The young man with the number 1 said coldly.
"That may not be!" A beautiful smile appeared on the face of a girl next to her. It was Yu Fengwu. There was a faint number on the green shirt on Yu Fengwu's chest: 2.
Oh? The boys next to him, with the numbers 1 and 3, were stunned and couldn't help but look at Yu Fengwu.
"Look at it!" Yu Fengwu had a beautiful smile on her bright pretty face, and her eyes were filled with trust in Ye Feng.
Both boys were shocked and their eyes moved to the arena in confusion.
The unparalleled five fingers seemed slow, but in fact they were extremely fast and hard on Ye Feng's wrist.
Crane! Something surprising happened. The seemingly extremely sharp wind-eating finger attack made a sound of metal and iron clashing on Ye Feng's wrist. The expected wrist breakage did not happen at all. The boy with the number 1 was stunned.
Everyone's pupils shrank and they stared blankly at the scene.
Even Jin Bupo was slightly stunned. His sharp five fingers were not printed on Ye Feng's wrist as expected, but were printed on a circle of raised inexplicable objects. A powerful rebound force came, but he did not even leave a fingerprint.
"What is that?" On the huge platform, a sharp-eyed elder's eyes suddenly condensed.
"It seems..." Another elder spoke suspiciously.
Yu Longxiang and Lu Zhenqun both smiled slightly and did not answer.
Blocking the attack of the Fengfeng Finger, Ye Feng's expression remained unchanged. He suddenly flipped his left wrist against Fengfeng Finger, and grabbed Jin Bubo's right hand firmly in his hand like an iron claw. At the same time, he swung his right fist, and a faint fighting spirit surrounded the fist. The fist flashed and blasted towards Jin Bubo's cheek.
Jin Bupo was captured with his right hand, and Jin Bupo was suddenly startled. Before he could break free, the fist flashing in front of him continued to magnify in his eyes. The powerful power contained in it made Jin Bupo creepy.
Unable to get rid of it, Jin Bupo's body tilted and his head tilted to one side.
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, punched Kong with a strong aura, and brushed through Jin Bupu's ear.
Jin Bupo was still in shock, and his fierce punch made his ears hurt like a knife.
A smile appeared on his face, and Ye Feng said lightly: "It's over!"
The left hand holding Jin Bubo's wrist suddenly flipped, and Jin Bubo's muscles twisted instantly. He used force to thrust his right hand, and at the same time, his footsteps quickly moved on the ground, following the direction of Ye Feng's rotation, trying to get rid of the twisted force.
"It's too late!" Ye Feng said lightly, firmly controlling Jin Bupu's right wrist in his hand, and exerted force with his left hand, instantly turning it up, and the powerful force was lifted, and Jin Bupu's body was forcibly flipped in the air.
Release his left hand, Ye Feng easily kicked with a whirlwind, and powerful force kicked Jin Bupo's body.
Puff! Jin Bupo opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. His body flipped in the air and was kicked out and fell outside the arena.
The outer disciples outside were stunned at first, and they woke up until Jin Bupo's body flew over. They rushed to catch Jin Bupo and gently placed him on the ground.
"This is a first-level martial spirit!" Lan Qingshang, An Wuye and others widened their eyes and looked at Ye Feng in disbelief. Even the first-level martial spirit could not cause harm to Ye Feng. How powerful is this.
After a breath of time, Jin Bupo's face flushed, he stood up with a little difficulty, bowed to Ye Feng on the court and said, "Brother Ye is indeed strong, Jin Bupo believes that he is not as good as him."
The situation of the battle changed in a flash. The Feng-Devouring Finger, who thought that Jin Bubble could defeat Ye Feng, changed drastically in an instant. Ye Feng broke Jin Bubble's Feng-Devouring Finger without any damage, and easily damaged Jin Bubble, which really surprised all the disciples.
"So strong!" The outer disciples were amazed. Ye Feng's performance was impeccable and defeated the second inner disciple intact.
All the inner disciples' faces were not very good-looking. Not only was Jin Bupo defeated, but even the inner disciples who were fighting against Xiang Lingxiao were completely defeated. They were completely controlled by Xiang Lingxiao's fierce sword intent, and in the end they did not hurt Xiang Lingxiao, even a corner of her clothes.
The successive outbreak was unfavorable. Among the inner disciples, except for Yu Fengwu, few of them had good looks, especially Shao Zhu's face was even more pale and was defeated by Ye Feng in three rounds.
"It's really strong!" The boy with the number 3 looked solemn and said slowly: "But he gave me the feeling that it was more than these superficial strengths."
"I'll know next." The boy with number 1 smiled faintly: "I'll know next. This is the end of today, let's go!"
With Jin Bupo and another inner disciple joining, all the battles on the field have ended. Tens of thousands of outer disciples have decided to participate in tomorrow's second round of battle after the first round of battle. Each disciple received a pill to recover from his injuries.
With Yu Longxiang's order issued, all the disciples and deacons in the field slowly dispersed. On the first day of the inner disciples' assessment, there were naturally some people who were happy and some were worried.
On the huge platform, Yu Longxiang smiled faintly: "Elders, let's disperse!"
All the elders of the inner sect looked at Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao deeply, with a strange look on their faces, nodded, and disappeared from their original positions one after another. The elders of the outer sect were also shocked by the battle just now. After a moment of silence, they dispersed one after another.
Yu Longxiang smiled faintly: "It seems that the assessment for Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao is still a little simpler."
Lu Zhenqun stroked the white beard and laughed: "It's not too early to decide whether it is simple or not!"
With a big sleeve, Lu Zhenqun's figure slowly disappeared from the spot.
Yu Longxiang smiled faintly, took a step lightly, leaving a afterimage on the spot, slowly dissipating.
The first day of the inner disciple assessment came to an end.