Under the ring, the crowd that was silent at first suddenly erupted into a huge noise.
"I recognize this young man. Isn't he Ye Feng from the Ye family? A genius boy from the Ye family. I haven't seen him in the ring for a long time."
"You don't know something about this. It is said that Ye Feng was sent away because he could not break through to the warrior level, and he came back somehow."
"So is he coming back this time to make a strong comeback? Does he want to win the quota of disciples recruited by Qingyun Sect in one fell swoop?"
There was a lot of chatter among the crowd. Zhao Shangjie woke up and said angrily: "Ye Feng, you are looking for death." A pair of eyes looked at Ye Feng fiercely.
Ye Feng completely ignored his gaze, gently pushed Ye Wuyi away from his arms, stretched out his hands to wipe away the tears from the corners of Ye Wuyi's eyes, and said softly: "Wuyi, go down and wait for me."
Ye Wuyi blushed at Ye Feng's gentle movements, and the blush reached to the root of her neck. Her blushing pretty face was even more beautiful, her eyelids were drooped, and her long eyelashes were constantly fluttering, showing the owner's innermost feelings.
Feeling uneasy, he whispered softly: "Yes." The voice was almost inaudible.
He broke away from Ye Feng's arms and ran towards the bottom of the ring.
Zhao Shangjie, who was completely ignored by Ye Feng, had a sinister look in his eyes and said viciously: "Ye Feng, I will let you know how to write the word "death".
Ye Feng smiled faintly, stretched out his index finger towards Zhao Shangjie, and said softly: "One move is enough to deal with you." Although his voice was small, it was loud and clear. There was no doubt in his tone, full of supreme authority and confidence.
The crowd fell silent again, and Ye Feng's words shocked everyone.
Ye Wuyi stood there quietly, with ripples in her beautiful eyes. Looking at Ye Feng's resolute face, she was actually crazy.
Zhao Shangjie was stunned for a moment, then he laughed instead of being angry: "Hahaha...hahaha..." As if he heard something terrible, he laughed so hard.
Ye Feng was content and content, with full confidence on his face, completely ignoring Zhao Shangjie's crazy attitude.
After a moment, Zhao Shangjie stopped laughing, looked at Ye Feng and said, "You didn't dare to say this to me two years ago, and now you actually say it, you really overestimate your capabilities."
Ye Feng's outstretched index finger was slightly bent, hooked his fingers, and said calmly: "Are you overestimating your abilities? You will know if you try it?" This was a clear provocation.
Ye Feng wanted to use this battle to prove that he, Ye Feng, was back. After half a year, he had become stronger. He was bound to win the spot for Qingyun Sect to recruit disciples.
Boom, a flame soaring to the sky burned in Zhao Shangjie's heart, ah! Zhao Shangjie looked up to the sky and roared, with one move, let's try it! His figure rushed upwards, fighting energy circulated throughout his body, and he raised his right palm while advancing, and it was full of energy.
With a hint of fighting spirit, he pushed suddenly, and the strong wind on his right palm flew away, and he shouted loudly: "Huang-level intermediate martial arts, Lingfeng Palm."
A powerful force of wind shot out from his right palm and violently attacked Ye Feng.
The strength of the junior martial artist is indeed extraordinary. Combined with the yellow-level intermediate martial art Ling Feng Palm, it is indeed unique. Ye Feng raised a smile on his lips, but it is far from enough to deal with me.
He gently stretched out his right fist and circulated his fighting energy. The surging fighting energy in his right fist faced Zhao Shangjie's Lingfeng Palm.
Zhao Shangjie was overjoyed when he saw Ye Feng coming up to him without any martial arts skills. You brought this on yourself. You are so arrogant and you will die! He exerted force on his right palm, and his fighting spirit became even stronger.
Boom, they collided. The violent fighting spirit on Ye Feng's right fist broke through Zhao Shangjie's martial arts skills and hit Zhao Shangjie's right palm directly.
Bang, click, two sounds sounded at the same time, Zhao Shangjie's right palm was directly scrapped, and his whole body was pushed backward by the powerful force, flew down the ring, fell straight to the ground, rolled his eyes, and that's it
Fainted.
Click, the jaws of the audience under the ring dropped to the ground, and their jaws dropped in shock. They were all speechless looking at this scene. They were so strong. They defeated the junior warriors with just one ordinary attack. The crowd of onlookers
Looking at Ye Feng, his eyes were full of awe and admiration.
Ye Feng calmly stopped his hand and muttered: "What a waste."
He turned around and jumped off the ring, took Ye Wuyi's delicate hand and said, "Let's go!" Ye Wuyi nodded shyly and the two left hand in hand.
After a brief silence, huge cheers erupted from the ringside.
"Is this the power of the Ye family's genius? It's too powerful."
"How amazing! The outstanding disciple of the Zhao family is actually not the enemy of Yihe."
"It seems that the number of disciples recruited by Qingyun Sect belongs to none other than Ye Feng."
After Ye Feng and Ye Wuyi left, with the strong power of the masses, the already stormy Jiancang City was filled with a tense atmosphere. The genius of the Ye family made a strong return and defeated the outstanding disciple of the Zhao family with one move.
The news spread like wildfire, making all those who hoped to get the quota for Qingyun Sect to recruit disciples nervous, and everyone was in danger. This competition can be said to be a good opportunity to rise to Qingyun. Suddenly, such a huge threat to the enemy appeared, and they successfully qualified.
The chances are naturally small.
The four major families had different reactions to this news.
The Ye family closed the door tightly, worked behind closed doors, and practiced hard, but there was no response.
The disciples of the Zhao family were all in disbelief, but the half-dead Zhao Shangjie who was carried back and the residents of the city confirmed this, so they could only remain skeptical.
The Lin family is sharpening their swords in preparation for this battle.
There is an air of listlessness permeating the Fang family. It can be said that this time the Fang family does not have anyone capable of taking part in this competition.
After Ye Feng took Ye Wuyi out of the ring, he took Ye Wuyi leisurely around the city, making Ye Wuyi very happy. There was always a sweet smile on Ye Feng's pretty face. Ye Feng's strength
Returning also made her extremely happy.
In the end, Ye Feng sent Ye Wuyi back to the Ye family, but he returned to the inn alone. After all, he had been sent to other territories. Generally, he could not return to his family unless there was any important matter. This was the rule of the Ye family.
That night, Ye Feng was practicing cross-legged in the inn, staying in top condition to prepare for the conference the day after tomorrow. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and Ye Feng raised his eyebrows. Who came to disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night, and said: "Please come in.
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The door opened, and a mighty middle-aged man walked in, who was clearly Ye Qingyue.
Ye Qingyue said: "I didn't bother you, did I?"
Ye Feng said angrily: "I'm sorry for disturbing you, but please get out." He was driven to the countryside by Ye Qingyue. Although he knew this was a rule, Ye Feng felt unhappy and didn't have a good temper towards Ye Qingyue.
When Ye Qingyue heard this, he didn't say much. He took out a piece of paper with a faint golden color from his arms, handed it to Ye Feng, and said, "Here is this for you."
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, then his heart warmed up, and he said, "I have it."
"You have?" Ye Qingyue was stunned, obviously surprised, then withdrew the invitation, turned and walked outside, saying: "Then I'm going." After saying that, he strode out and disappeared into the night.
Ye Qingyue had a smile on his face, then spread out his body and left quickly.
Ye Feng felt uneasy. Ye Qingyue came here in the middle of the night just to give him an invitation letter. Although he was usually cold, but now he showed deep affection. Regardless of whether it was because of his sudden increase in strength, Ye Qingyue, after all,
He is still an affectionate person. Although he is not his biological parents, Ye Feng sighed when he thought of his biological parents. He did not know where his parents were. Ye Feng had also asked Ye Qingyue, but Ye Qingyue himself did not know about this matter.
It is clear that when I first saw Ye Feng, Ye Feng was an orphan, and he was then taken to the Ye family.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng closed his eyes and continued to practice. The conference was right in front of him and he couldn't afford to neglect it. After entering the Qingyun Sect and increasing his strength, finding his parents became much easier.
The next day, the news of Ye Feng's return had been confirmed, and the atmosphere in the city was tense, like a dynamite bag that only needed a little fire. Once detonated, a crazy battle would break out.
No matter how intense the atmosphere in the city was, Ye Feng, the man who created the incident, was content and content, walking around the city. When he was at the Ye family before, he had never been idle. He worked hard to practice and practice again. Genius is one percent talent plus one hundred percent.
Forged with ninety-nine efforts, it is not unreasonable for Ye Feng to become the number one genius of the Ye family.
The visitors from Qingyun Sect united the city lord of Jiancang City and the four major families in the city, and began to arrange the venue for the conference. The city was crowded with people, people coming and going, just to have a look at the three-year Qingyun Sect disciple recruitment conference.
It can be said to be magnificent. Although the number of participants each time is not large, they are all outstanding, and every battle is exciting.
Ye Feng held a piece of foxtail in his mouth and lay cynically on a tall building. The corner of his mouth raised, "Ye Ge, you must have known that I am back! Haha, I said, I will make you regret it. Tomorrow, you will accept it"
It's time to pay the price. The consequences of insulting me are serious. D.
Looking at the scorching sun in the sky, Ye Feng squinted his eyes, then stood up, jumped downstairs, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.
After a day of intensive work, with all people with martial arts or above serving as coolies, the venue for the Qingyun Sect's disciple recruitment conference was finally completed.
After a sleepless night, the next morning, the opening day finally arrived. With the continuous sound of earthquakes and cannons in the sky, the Qingyun Sect's disciple recruitment conference officially began.