The cultivation level of the Chimei clan boy is at the peak of the four-star peak, that is, the peak martial spirit cultivation level, and the Chimei clan with special abilities. Ye Feng's cultivation level is only in the late stage of the four-star stage, and he still has no special abilities. The human race with relatively average abilities. From the surface of the combat effectiveness, Ye Feng seemed to be at an absolute disadvantage.
In the duel arena, the young man of the Demonic tribe stared at Ye Feng with his eyes tightly. A fierce light flashed in his eyes.
The opportunity to test his combat power has come. Ye Feng had a look of excitement on his face. His aura burst out. The powerful aura of the high-level martial spirit rushed towards the young man of the Demei clan with great force.
The young man from the Chimei clan also has the cultivation level of a peak martial spirit. Naturally, he will not be shaken by Ye Feng's momentum and stand steadily.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face. Ye Feng's soles suddenly kicked the ground. There was a bang. There was a blast in place. Ye Feng's body rushed towards the Chimei-sect boy opposite like a cannonball. He took the lead in launching an attack. .
The body rushed forward. Ye Feng clasped his palm into a fist with his right hand. A faint fighting spirit lingered on his fist. The violent aura suddenly released.
The twenty feet distance between the two was almost fleeting. The next moment, Ye Feng appeared in front of the young man of the Demei clan. A huge force emerged in his body and condensed on his right hand. He shouted loudly. Right. The fist suddenly swung out, and the sound was terrifying and bombarded heavily at the cheek of the demon teenager.
A violent punch was blown out, and the air was slightly stagnant. A huge breath surged and bombarded the demon clan.
"What a strong attack."
The pupils of the Chimei clan boy contracted violently. Ye Feng punched him out. The terrifying aura almost made him unable to breathe.
Don't dare to neglect. The purple light shines on the right hand of the Chimei clan boy. The momentum of the four-star peak suddenly burst out. The purple light quickly became rich. Then a purple mad lion with a huge aura instantly formed.
The purple mad lion opened its terrifying mouth and roared silently. A leaping step left the right hand of the young man of the Demei clan. He rushed towards Ye Feng's fist with a fierce momentum.
Boom. Two extremely violent auras collided in an instant. The air suddenly stagnated. A strong and powerful wind scattered everywhere. A strong wind suddenly rose in the duel arena.
The strong collision. The young man of the Demei tribe took two steps back to stand firm. Ye Feng shook his shoulders slightly. After shaking his body, he took two steps back to stand firm.
Seeing this scene, a charming smile appeared on Ruoxi's pretty face in the distance. He murmured softly: "The changes in seven days are not small."
All the students of Tianfeng Academy at the bottom of the duel are suddenly in an uproar. They all looked at Ye Feng in shock. They could not use martial arts. With their four-star late-stage cultivation, they fought with the four-star peak demon tribe who used martial arts. It was a draw. This was incredible.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. A faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's face: "It's not bad."
The Chimei Clan boy had a strong look of horror on his originally calm face. Looking at Ye Feng, he said in disbelief: "Why are your attack power so strong?" The Chimei Clan boy knew his strength very well. Although it was only the peak of the four-star Cultivation. However, with the special body and the use of Xuan-level martial arts, the young man from the Chimei clan is very confident that he can achieve the attack power of a first-level general.
But Ye Feng had not used martial arts just now. He fought against him entirely with his four-star late-stage fighting spirit cultivation. The young man of the Chimei clan used the mysterious martial arts skills himself, but he had only fought with Ye Feng in a draw. It shocked the teenagers of the Demei clan.
The girl from the Demei race in the audience covered her cherry lips with her slender hands. Her beautiful eyes were full of shock. Seeing Ye Feng's powerful strength, the eyes of several other teenagers of different races were also full of panic.
"The first battle after leaving the customs."
Ye Feng smiled, a sharp cold light burst out from his eyes. His feet suddenly kicked the ground. His body suddenly ejected like a cannonball. He swung out with a punch. A faint golden light lingered in Ye Feng's hand quickly formed a Huge golden fist. A sharp and violent aura emanates from the golden fist.
"Broken Gold Fist."
With a loud shout, Ye Feng's right fist hit hard. The void suddenly trembled. The huge golden fist magnificently bombarded the cheek of the young man in the Demei clan. The terrifying attack power had reached the mid-5-star stage. The strong strength.
The attack power of metallic attacks is known as the most powerful among all attributes. Although it is only the advanced martial arts of the Xuan level. However, with Ye Feng's powerful body and the cultivation of the high-level martial spirit, this attack can be compared with the intermediate level. Attack of generals.
Seeing such a terrifying attack coming onto him, a terrifying light flashed in the eyes of the young man from the Demonic Clan. His figure flashed quickly without hesitation and disappeared from the spot.
Ye Feng punched the sky. The terrifying golden fist magnificently bombarded the fine iron guardrail on the duel arena in the distance.
With a crisp sound, the fine iron guardrail broke from it and was hit in two pieces by this punch. The terrifying golden fist continued to bombard the crowd behind it.
"ah."
The student in front suddenly screamed and then quickly dodged away.
Boom. The violent golden fists bombarded the ground heavily, making a terrifying explosion. There was a terrifying pit that was ten feet in a radius and several feet deep on the ground.
"Is this a fucking human race? It's simply a monster."
Gudu and the onlookers couldn't help swallowing. If such a terrifying attack fell on a person, even if he had a fighting spirit to protect his body, he would probably be seriously injured by such a terrifying punch.
The boy from the Demei tribe flashed to the other side of the duel arena. Looking at this scene, he couldn't help but wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stared at Ye Feng with his eyes tightly.
He punched the sky. Ye Feng was not surprised. He smiled faintly, turned his body and looked at the boy from the Demei clan.
The young man from the Chimei clan stared and said slowly, "I didn't expect you, a human, to have such terrifying attack power. It seems that I underestimated you too much before. Your combat power can be at least one thousand in front of the outer courtyard." name."
"There are one thousand people in the outer courtyard." Ye Feng smiled faintly: "It's too low."
The boy from the Chimei tribe shrank: "Human. You have a great ambition. You just entered Tianfeng Academy and you actually had such a big tone."
Ye Feng spoke calmly: "What are your rankings?"
A look of pride flashed in the eyes of the young man from the Chimei clan: "Eight hundred."
"Is it eight hundred?" Ye Feng murmured softly: "Eight hundred is not bad."
"Eight hundred people. More than enough to deal with you." A sneer appeared on the face of the young man from the Demei clan.
"Is that true?" Ye Feng smiled faintly: "Today, you are the eight hundred. I want it."
"Eight hundred people. I want it." This sentence has been echoing in the ears of all the students of Tianfeng Academy present. The crowd suddenly exploded.
"Eight hundred. This demon clan can rank in 800, but he also has extremely strong strength. He must have powerful hidden means. This human clan dares to be so arrogant." A young man said in a daze.
"The last time, Mengqifei from the Mongolian tribe was also a strong man who was just under one thousand. However, he was defeated by this human race. This human race is too strong. It just caused such a huge amount of time when he entered Tianfeng Academy. The waves. I think this battle is hard to say." Another young man spoke solemnly.
"This human race is so handsome. It's so strong." Little stars lit up in many girls' eyes.
The young man from the Chimei tribe was slightly stunned. Then he laughed loudly. After laughing, he said coldly: "It seems that you have never seen the real power of the Chimei tribe. I will open your eyes today."
Ye Feng smiled and said disapprovingly: "Let me let you go if you have any signature martial arts. No matter what, I'm going to decide on you, the 800."
The young man from the Chimei tribe smiled coldly, and his fighting spirit was circulating. His huge momentum suddenly became released. At the same time, a dazzling purple light suddenly burst out in his eyes.
"This is another move."
Ye Feng curled his lips disdainfully, and his feet suddenly kicked the ground. His body ejected from the spot like a cannonball and rushed towards the young man of the Demonic Clan.
"The illusion of demons."
With a loud shout, the purple pupils of the Chimei clan boy suddenly rotated rapidly counterclockwise. The dazzling purple light instantly condensed into a purple line. It quickly penetrated into Ye Feng's body with a lightning speed.
Ye Feng suddenly stopped, then his body stood stiffly, his eyes stagnant, and he was obviously trapped in an illusion.
The purple pupils of the teenager of the Chimei clan were rotating rapidly. The purple light continued to invade Ye Feng's mind.
In front of him, Ye Feng was slightly stunned and stood there blankly.
"Brother Ye Feng, what are you doing? Come here quickly. Let's catch fish together."
Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant call came from a distance, accompanied by a pleasant laugh like a silver bell floating in Ye Feng's ears.
Ye Feng was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look at the place where the sound came. Ye Wuyi, dressed in purple, was standing beside the stream. She had a sweet smile on her pretty face. She kept waving her slender hands to call. Take Ye Feng.
"Dance clothes."
What a familiar scene this is. This is how much Ye Feng misses it. Ye Feng was stunned for a moment. His eyes were full of obsession and looked at Ye Wuyi in purple clothes.
"Come here quickly. Brother Ye Feng."
Ye Wuyi was still smiling happily. The crisp laughter of the oriole like a first-time oriole floated in the air.
"Oh." Ye Feng couldn't help but step over, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
Ye Wuyi had a sweet smile on her pretty face. She rolled up her trouser legs and walked down the stream with her white jade feet. She stretched out her slender hands and kept catching the fish in the stream. Cheering ripples on the stream laughter.
Ye Feng was inexplicably infected. He seemed to have forgotten that it was an illusion at this moment. He rushed down the stream like a whirlwind and played with Ye Wuyi. A cheerful laughter suddenly came from the stream.
After a long time, the two of them were tired of playing and sat down on the shore. There was a faint sense of warmth between them.
Ye Wuyi leaned tightly against Ye Feng. He raised his pretty face and looked at Ye Feng. He whispered: "Brother Ye Feng. Do you know what I'm going to do next."
Ye Feng shook his head gently. A confused look flashed in his eyes: "I don't know."
"I want..." A ferocious light suddenly flashed in Ye Wuyi's eyes. A sharp short sword suddenly appeared on Xianxian's right hand, which was originally empty. An infinite sharp light shining on the short sword.