All the girls had bright smiles on their faces. Seeing the wonderful performance of the two, they couldn't help but cheer wildly. The whole scene was filled with screams, which completely suppressed the momentum of the fight between Sisi and the seventh overlord Zhang Dongcheng.
Ye Feng touched the cold sweat on his forehead. It was so powerful! The screams could pierce the sky! Who are these two people? Why are there so many fan groups?
Reaching out and patting a boy next to him, Ye Feng pointed at the boy in white and the boy with blue hair, and asked: "Brother, who are those two?"
The young man turned around and saw that it was Ye Feng. He was startled. Then he looked in the direction Ye Feng pointed and said with a smile: "Oh, the one in white is called An Wuye, and he is the second overlord of the outer sect. Lan
His name is Leng Xingchen, and he is the third overlord of the outer sect. They have a very good relationship with each other, and they often compete with each other to learn from each other and promote each other."
Oh, Ye Feng nodded, I see, this is a good way! Since there is no chance to go out for actual combat, it is indeed a good choice to increase combat experience. Moreover, both of them have considerable fighting spirit.
Control, as long as it doesn't get out of control, it won't hurt if you compete with each other like this. However, the only regret is that such competition cannot stimulate the potential in the body, nor can it completely consume the fighting energy in the body and make progress.
The battles that Ye Feng has experienced are all life-and-death struggles. Several times he almost couldn't hold on and was on the verge of death. Every time after such a battle, Ye Feng can feel that his fighting spirit will become more refined, and his awareness of fighting will become stronger.
Also stronger.
However, Ye Feng is also interested in An Wuye and Leng Xingchen. As the second and third overlords of the outer sect, his strength must be quite good. To be ranked second only to Xiang Lingxiao, he must have a brush.
Observing the strength of the two of them is not bad. As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger! This time, they are just ready for the ranking competition.
Ye Feng moved towards the crowd at the bottom of the fighting arena between An Wuye and Leng Xingchen. Just as he was about to carefully observe the enemy's situation, his eyes swept away. Suddenly, Ye Feng was stunned, and saw Yu Fengwu's competition next to him.
In the fighting arena, I was attracted by the wonderful battle between these two people, but I didn't notice that Yu Fengwu was also here.
Yu Fengwu's opponent was the Shao Zhu Young Master. At this moment, the Shao Pig Young Master looked at Yu Feng Wu with saliva, rubbed his hands, looked at Yu Feng Wu with an extremely lewd attitude and said: "Feng Wu, that...
"
Yu Fengwu frowned, and a trace of disgust flashed across her pretty face. She didn't talk nonsense to him. She kicked the ground slightly with her small toes, and her figure suddenly rose, and her speed increased sharply. She was no worse than Ye Feng, and her figure was extremely high.
He rushed forward quickly, waved out his slender white right hand, with strong fighting energy in his palm, and slapped Shao Zhu directly in the face.
Shao Zhu saw a green shadow flash in the sky, and Shao Zhu, who was about to drool, was suddenly stunned. Unexpectedly, Yu Fengwu launched an attack and caught him off guard. In desperation, he could only activate his fighting spirit and punched out with his right fist.
, the strong fighting spirit rushed towards Yu Fengwu's right palm.
Ye Feng looked at it and nodded. Although Shao Zhu was also a young master, he was not weak at all and had the cultivation of an intermediate martial artist.
Boom, the powerful wind collided, and the remaining wind overflowed. After all, Shao Zhu was only an intermediate martial artist, and he resisted in a hurry. Of course, he could not block the charged blow of Yu Fengwu, who was already a high-level martial artist, and his figure was directly bombarded.
Backwards continuously.
Yu Fengwu was unyielding when she gained the upper hand. She rushed forward and struck Shao Zhu's chest with her powerful right palm again.
Shao Zhu was helpless, unable to stabilize his body, so he could only swing out his right fist again, and the fierce fighting spirit hit Yu Fengwu's right palm.
Boom, Shao Zhu's body continued to retreat, kicking and kicking, and his body kept retreating.
At this time, Yu Fengwu knocked Shao Zhu back with a slight contact with her right palm. She kicked the ground slightly with her toes and did a somersault. She slapped the ground with her left palm in fighting spirit. She took advantage of the situation and bounced up. She turned over and fell to the ground.
In the air behind Shao Zhu, Qianqian Yuzhi swung out, twisted his body slightly, aimed at Shao Zhu's cheek, and kicked him.
The graceful posture, wonderful figure, and charming face formed a beautiful picture. The young people were so fascinated by it that they even forgot to blink.
Seeing Yu Fengwu leaping into the sky, Shao Zhu knew that the situation was not good. Suddenly he felt the wind behind his head. The strong wind was aimed at his face and hit him. Shao Zhu's face was filled with horror.
, the right hand that was so painful from the shock could no longer be raised, and the left hand was not that flexible and could not reach the position at all. The body kept retreating, and it was completely out of control. It was a tragedy!
Shao Zhu closed his eyes, and his face was full of the smell of a strong man who would never return. Bang, the jade footprints touched Shao Zhu's face. Yu Fengwu controlled his fighting spirit in time. Even so, with a snap, he kicked directly
A small mark was printed on Shao Zhu's face, and the powerful force kicked Shao Zhu away instantly.
Bang, a wonderful parabola was drawn in mid-air, and Shao Zhu's figure hit the center of many teenagers. Everyone was startled and quickly stepped aside!
Ah! Shao Zhu let out a scream. It seemed that the pain in his skin, muscles and bones was indispensable! The small footprints were clearly printed on his face, which attracted the attention of many teenagers. After Shao Zhu screamed, his face was in a state of intoxication, and he stretched out his arms.
He kept stroking his face with his right hand and kept laughing.
The teenagers looked at the footprints on Shao Zhu's face, and then looked at Shao Zhu's expression. They couldn't help being frightened, and then looked at Yu Fengwu, who stood taller and more graceful on the battlefield.
This series of battles took place between lightning and flint. The movements were very coherent and completed almost instantly. The young man who was immersed in the wonderful posture of the phoenix dance ended the battle before he could react.
Click, many teenagers’ eyes widened and their jaws almost dropped!
Ye Feng was also stunned and couldn't see what he was seeing! This is how the battle ended! He couldn't help but despise Young Master Shao Zhu. After all, you are also a mid-level martial artist, but you were beaten so easily in front of Yu Feng Wu that you had no power to fight back.
It doesn’t matter if I’m slapped in the face, I’m so drunk, it’s really a disgrace to the dignity of a man!
Just as Ye Feng was stunned, all the teenagers around the arena suddenly let out a huge cheer. Thousands of teenagers cheered at the same time. The scene was extremely spectacular.
Then, another young man walked out from among the many young men and jumped onto the arena with a slight jump, preparing to compete with Yu Feng Wu.
Ye Feng looked away. With Yu Feng Wu's strength, I believe these competitions are not of much interest. He might as well get to know his opponents in the ranking competition!
He swept his eyes and returned to the competition between An Wuye and Leng Xingchen. He saw the two people in the competition arena bowing to each other with smiles on their faces, then jumped off the competition arena and left together.
Got it!
What? The competition is over? Ye Feng almost bit his tongue. He didn't see anything, but the competition was over.
Seeing that An Wuye and Leng Xingchen had disappeared and were sure to have left, all the girls sighed slightly and prepared to turn around and leave.
Ye Feng looked at other competition arenas and was slightly surprised to see an acquaintance again.
Following Ye Feng's line of sight, he saw a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes standing on the battlefield. He still had that signature evil smile on his face. He was clearly the sixth overlord Wu Wenqiu.
Standing opposite him was a young man in a blue shirt. The young man in blue shirt had a calm face and a confident smile on his face. He was extremely lazy and lacked any momentum, as if he didn't pay much attention to this competition.
Wu Wenqiu licked his lips, with an evil smile on his face and said: "Let's get started!"
Hearing these words, the blue-shirted young man's eyes suddenly sharpened, and invisible aura radiated out. The aura on his body surged instantly, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and the aura in his body was released with all his strength without any concealment, which was completely different from the lazy aura just now.
It was different, he seemed to be a completely different person when he entered the fighting state.
Ye Feng's pupils shrank slightly, such a strong momentum. The strength of the boy in blue shirt should not be underestimated. In Ye Feng's opinion, the strength of the boy in blue shirt is comparable to the strength of the second overlord An Wuye and the third overlord Leng Xingchen.
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Wu Wenqiu's evil-smiling face suddenly became serious. It was obvious that the boy in blue shirt was so powerful that he did not dare to underestimate him.
Boom, a sharp look flashed in the eyes of the young man in blue shirt. He kicked the ground slightly, his body was like a cannonball, his speed increased sharply, and he shot towards Wu Wenqiu.
Wu Wenqiu's pupils shrank, but he did not shy away. He stretched out his body and rushed towards the young man in blue shirt in front of him. It was obvious that he was going to have a head-on confrontation.
Boom, the powerful wind collided, and the strong residual wind spread out in all directions, making the young people watching beside him couldn't help but feel shocked.
As expected by Ye Feng, the boy in blue shirt was obviously stronger. In a head-to-head encounter, the boy in blue shirt had a slight upper hand.
Boom, the two of them seemed to be angry. They were all firing on the battlefield. The sound of violent collisions kept ringing out. The strong fighting spirit overflowed. All the onlookers frowned and kept retreating.
Go, for fear of being affected by the fighting.
Ye Feng looked at the strong collision between the two and frowned slightly. This boy in blue shirt must not be an ordinary character, but Ye Feng only focused on cultivation matters and was not familiar with the distribution of strength within the Qingyun Sect, so he did not
Know who this boy in blue shirt is.
Moving forward, Ye Feng was about to move forward to take a look, huh? Something seemed not right! He looked away from the arena and looked around, suddenly startled, what's going on?