Chapter 3 How can a dignified man make a slender beauty stand out?
The time shown on the invitation letter for the Qingyun Sect's Disciple Recruitment Conference is half a year later, so Ye Feng still has half a year to practice. Anyone who can participate in the Qingyun Sect's Disciple Recruitment Conference is not a weakling. This time, Ye Feng cannot let himself lose.
, he must not let his incident in the Ye family happen again.
Ye Feng clenched his fists and smiled confidently.
On the back mountain, Ye Feng started practicing without leaving home.
This practice lasted for half a year.
On the back mountain, Ye Feng looked at a huge boulder in front of him. The height of this boulder was more than double that of Ye Feng, and its width was also amazing. It looked like an indestructible fortress.
Ye Feng looked at the giant fortress in front of him indifferently. The fighting energy in his body was running wildly, and finally gathered in his right hand. He shouted loudly: "Xuan-level low-level martial arts breaking air fist." The fighting energy flowed quickly, and Ye Feng's fist gave off a faint cyan color.
Light, boom, the right fist was violently swung out, and the fierce energy seemed to tear the air, making a sharp whistling sound.
Boom, Ye Feng's right fist hit the boulder, and it clicked. Almost at the moment of the collision, the boulder made a clicking sound, as if overwhelmed, Ye Feng's fist was embedded in the boulder, and at the same time, he quickly moved around
A large number of cracks appeared, and the next moment, boom, the cracks in the large boulder spread to the entire boulder in an instant, and bang, exploded into countless pieces and scattered away.
This empty-breaking fist was given by the old man in green robe whom Ye Feng accidentally rescued half a year ago. Together with the invitation letter for the Qingyun Sect's disciple recruitment meeting, Ye Feng originally wanted to spend a lot of time to practice this mysterious low-level martial arts, but after just one day,
While practicing, Ye Feng soon discovered that his understanding seemed to have improved after the change in his body that day. Practicing the Piercing Fist turned out to be a matter of course and very easy. Compared with the Xuan-level low-level martial arts that took others half a year to practice,
, in the hands of Ye Feng, he succeeded in practicing it in just five days. This is such a monster-like understanding.
After that, Ye Feng began to practice with all his strength. In this half year, Ye Feng's cultivation level has been upgraded to a high-level warrior. In half a year, he has crossed two levels from a junior warrior to a high-level warrior. This is Ye Feng back then.
The genius at home has now regained his confidence and is practicing like a fish in water.
While practicing, Ye Feng also discovered another advantage of his, that is his body. After experiencing the changes in his mind and being immersed in the blood pool, his physical body was astonishingly strong. The explosive power of his whole body was quite powerful, and his strength was even greater.
It was several times stronger, and the muscles in his whole body were like steel. The ordinary iron sword could only leave a faint white mark and could not scratch Ye Feng's body. However, the warrior's fighting spirit was not included in this.
Compared with the Ye Feng half a year ago, there is a huge difference. Today's Ye Feng has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Withdrawing his right fist, Ye Feng smiled faintly: "It's been half a year so soon, Ye Ge, are you ready? Do you know that this time, I will suppress you again so that you can't lift your head."
Boom, Ye Feng kicked the ground with the sole of his foot, and leaped down the mountain like an arrow from a string.
There are only two days left for the Qingyun Sect's disciple recruitment conference. Ye Feng also needs to pack his clothes and prepare to return to Jiancang City. The Qingyun Sect's disciple recruitment conference will be held in Jiancang City. Qingyun Sect recruits disciples in all cities in the Wushang Empire, but
Each city only recruits a few people, so those who can be selected into the Qingyun Sect are all people with outstanding qualifications. For this spot, Ye Feng is bound to win.
The Wei family in Xingling Village is no longer as arrogant as before. After experiencing the incident half a year ago, the Wei family has restrained themselves a lot, and life in Xingling Village is calm and comfortable.
Returning to Ye's house, he simply packed up his clothes and said goodbye to Uncle Liu. Ye Feng grew up under Uncle Liu's care and was as affectionate as his child. This time, Ye Feng is leaving, Liu
Although Uncle was reluctant to give up, he could only silently wish Ye Feng and hope that everything would go well for him.
Ye Feng left Xingling Village and headed towards Jiancang City.
An hour later, Ye Feng returned to Jiancang City. He looked up at the majestic gate of Jiancang City with a dazed expression. He revisited his old place. In the blink of an eye, half a year had passed. Head of the Ye family, Wu Yi, how are you?
Shaking his head to get rid of his thoughts, Ye Feng strode into the city. In the city, everything seemed to be much more prosperous than half a year ago. After all, the Qingyun Sect's triennial recruitment meeting for disciples was coming soon. Every time, Qingyun Sect
The scale of organizational competitions is extremely large, attracting many people to come and watch. Even if you don’t participate in this conference, you can feast your eyes on it and make your trip worthwhile. In addition, you may be able to get appreciation from the host of Qingyun Sect, or make friends with other families.
If you are a character, then your rise will be smooth. Therefore, every time when a conference comes, the crowds in Jiancang City are turbulent, dragons and snakes are mixed, and there are people of all walks of life, but they don’t dare to mess with Qingyun Sect. As the most powerful in the Wushang Empire,
The majesty of the big sect is still unmatched.
Ye Feng first found an inn and settled down. Because the conference was just around the corner, the inns in the city were overcrowded and almost overcrowded. After finally finding an inn, Ye Feng walked out and took a walk.
While walking and thinking deeply, Ye Feng unknowingly walked to the arena in the center of Jiancang City. The area around the arena was filled with people and surging crowds.
Jiancang City built a ring in the center of the city for daily martial arts competitions. Most of the regular visitors to this ring are the four major families located in the southeast, northwest, and northwest of Jiancang City. The four major families, Ye, Zhao, Lin, and Fang, serve as Jiancang City.
The most powerful force in the city has always been a check and balance between each other. The development model of the four major families is the same. They recruit young cultivators with better qualifications from all over the country to supplement the strength of the family.
Because he was born as a young man, he was expected to have a strong spirit, so the young men from the four major families refused to obey anyone, so they became frequent visitors to this arena.
Ye Feng is a genius with excellent qualifications in the Ye family. Whenever other disciples of the Ye family are bullied by disciples from the other three families, Ye Feng will stand up for them and beat the disciples from the other three families to pieces, quite like a big brother.
There was a noise in his ears, huh? Ye Feng raised his head in confusion, what happened? His eyes shifted to the center of the ring, Ye Feng's pupils shrank, it was Wu Yi.
On the ring, Ye Wuyi stood there a little at a loss, her two slender jade hands tightly grasping the clothes, her pretty face was at a loss, she lightly pursed her small cherry mouth, her long eyelashes kept trembling, a bit
Standing helplessly on the ring.
Ye Feng grew up with Ye Wuyi since he was a child. He knew that Ye Wuyi had been practicing hard, but he would never cause trouble, and he had never competed with others, so he was at a loss. Opposite the ring, Ye Feng recognized it as the Zhao family.
One of his disciples, Zhao Shangjie, had pretty good qualifications and had bullied many Ye family disciples in the past.
Ye Feng's eyes were sharp and his energy flashed. Now he dared to offend Ye Wuyi. He was really impatient.
Zhao Shangjie looked at Ye Wuyi and chuckled: "Are you also a disciple of the Ye family? I've never seen you before!"
Ye Wuyi pursed her lips and said nothing, looking at Zhao Shangjie angrily.
Zhao Shangjie continued to laugh and said: "What's the matter? If you want to stand up for Ye Feng, isn't that just a waste? Is it worth it?" Ye Wuyi looked at Zhao Shangjie angrily and said: "You are not allowed to speak ill of brother Ye Feng."
"Ouch, ouch!" Zhao Shangjie laughed a little evilly: "What about brother Ye Feng? It seems that Ye Feng, that good-for-nothing, treats you well! But I have to say, what's wrong with you? Look, I'm better than your Ye Feng
Brother Feng is much better. I am a junior warrior. Ye Feng is not just a waste. He is not even a warrior. How about you come with me? Haha." Zhao Shangjie has many years of experience in boxing and can tell that the girl in front of him is absolutely
She has no experience in martial arts competitions. She just got angry at the Zhao family and has been unable to vent her anger. Although the opponent is a female, she brought it on herself.
Moreover, when Ye Feng was still in the Ye family, Zhao Shangjie had been suppressed by Ye Feng and bullied by Ye Feng one after another. He had been suffocating for a long time. Now that Ye Feng could not break through to the warrior, he was naturally relieved.
Hearing Zhao Shangjie's words change, Ye Wuyi's eyes burst out with angry flames, and she was about to take action.
At this moment, a hand gently placed on Ye Wuyi's slender shoulder. Ye Wuyi was slightly startled. When she turned around, she saw a familiar young man in black. Her beautiful eyes were suddenly filled with moisture.
He threw himself into Ye Feng's arms and sobbed softly: "Brother Ye Feng, you are finally back."
How can a dignified man let a delicate beauty stand out? Ye Feng held the beauty in his arms, patted Ye Wuyi's back gently, and said softly: "Yes. I'm back."
Ye Wuyi cried with joy in Ye Feng's arms and began to sob softly. There was a sudden silence around the arena. Who is this young man?
The appearance of Ye Feng made Zhao Shangjie's pupils shrink, and he was about to speak. Suddenly, Ye Feng's eyes sharpened, and an invisible light burst out, which suddenly startled Zhao Shangjie. He wriggled his lips, but finally did not say,
The inexplicable fear made Zhao Shangjie unable to speak.
After a while, Zhao Shangjie woke up. He was actually frightened by the look in Ye Feng's eyes. He was no longer what he used to be. With his cultivation as a junior warrior, he could let Ye Feng know two things.
There is a huge gap between people. Innate talent can never be a match for a warrior. How could his cultivation level surpass his own?
Ye Feng's expression was indifferent, and he actually bullied Ye Wuyi. Not to mention your insult to me, based on this alone, I won't let you go.