The sharp-faced boy's eyes flashed with viciousness. He saw Ye Feng's difference in the first round of assessment. Although he didn't see it in the second round, it can be seen from the lack of scars on his body that Ye Feng is extremely strong.
Hehe smiled, and the sharp-faced boy said: "Now that you are so arrogant that you want to challenge us, then you must die! You have to pay the price for your arrogance."
Ye Feng smiled and said: "Stop talking so much nonsense and just come over here!"
Boom, the three of them unleashed their aura, which was comparable to that of two high-level warriors. The arena was filled with invisible ripples, and the terrifying aura pressed towards Ye Feng.
A strong momentum rushed towards his face, and Ye Feng's eyes narrowed. The momentum was so strong that it should not be underestimated. In this battle, he should go all out.
The sharp-faced boy shouted: "Come on!" Then he took the lead and rushed towards Ye Feng. The fighting spirit on his right palm surged and glowed with fiery red light. The brilliant fiery red light was filled with heat from the sky.
An extremely hot breath came, and boom, the sharp-faced boy shouted loudly: "Xuan level intermediate martial arts, flame palm." The fierce hot wind attacked Ye Feng.
The sharp-faced boy spared no effort to deal with Ye Feng, and he used the strongest method from the very beginning.
The two people behind also took out their own methods, and the terrifying strong wind blasted towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng looked at the mysterious trajectory in front of him, and a vague route appeared in his mind. He was suddenly stunned. The Xuan-level intermediate martial skill, Flame Palm, isn't this the martial skill rewarded by Qingyun Sect this time? It's a martial skill that he hasn't learned yet.
Use it, damn, open a plug-in! It seems that the background of this sharp-faced boy is not simple, Ye Feng cursed in his heart, Xuan-level intermediate martial arts cannot be underestimated.
The crowd of onlookers looked closely at Ye Feng, not noticing that the sharp-faced boy was using a cheat. They watched how Ye Feng, who was in the center of the storm, was going to fight.
Boom, Ye Feng moved.
Boom boom boom, terrifying and violent energy surged in the arena, and they all attacked Ye Feng.
Ye Feng waited intently, then bang, kicked the ground with his feet, and shouted, like a gust of wind blowing by, Ye Feng had disappeared in place.
The sharp-faced boy who took the lead watched Ye Feng disappear in place, his pupils shrank, and he was shocked. It was so fast. Is this the speed that a high-level warrior can achieve? Boom, the terrifying flame palm hit the air, and even Ye Feng was hit.
Not a single corner of his clothes was touched. The attacks behind him were all missed. No one expected Ye Feng to be so fast.
The three of them were shocked at the same time. When Ye Feng dodged, they realized something was wrong. Whoops, Ye Feng's figure appeared around the sharp-faced boy. He punched the sharp-faced boy with a violent punch. The violent and surging energy
The anger made the sharp-faced boy's face hurt. He was shocked and reluctantly raised his left hand to meet Ye Feng's charged punch. Boom, the sharp-faced boy's left hand went numb and his body kicked back.
He took four or five steps back before he could regain his balance.
The sharp-faced boy looked at Ye Feng in shock. He was so strong! Although he only punched in a hurry, when his fists came into contact, he could feel the terrifying and majestic power from Ye Feng's punch. The three people's faces were solemn.
, looked at Ye Feng carefully.
Ye Feng was also slightly surprised. This sharp-faced boy reacted so quickly. A high-level warrior was indeed extraordinary. It seemed that he had to deal with weaker opponents first.
Boom, Ye Feng kicked the ground with the soles of his feet and took the initiative to attack the disciples of the Zhao family. The fighting spirit was running wildly and gathered in his right hand. The right fist held by Ye Feng emitted a faint cyan light, mixed with the violent fighting spirit, and he shouted loudly.
: "Xuan level low-level martial arts, air-breaking fist." He bombarded the Zhao family disciples.
The disciple of the Zhao family did not dare to neglect. Just six words of low-level martial arts at the Xuan level were enough for him to go all out. His right palm emitted a faint yellow light and he faced Ye Feng's air-piercing fist. The sharp-faced boy and Ye next to him
Ge watched Ye Feng attack the Zhao disciples, and at the same time used his own martial arts to bombard Ye Feng, surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao.
Seeing that he was attacked from three sides, Ye Feng took a deep breath, his left fist flashed with green light again, and another terrifying force surged out, attacking the sharp-faced boy with his empty punch. At the same time, he twisted his body slightly and tried his best to
Avoid the frontal attack from Ye Ge on the right.
With a bang, two powerful air-breaking fists met the Zhao disciple and the sharp-faced boy. The strong wind squeezed, collided and then rebounded. Ye Feng's violent force with all his strength directly broke the Zhao disciple's martial arts, and the remaining force
It hit the chest of the Zhao family disciple continuously, and the Zhao family disciple immediately flew backwards, his chest felt tight, he opened his mouth and spurted out blood, and he fell on the ring and fainted.
The left hand's air-piercing fist collided equally with the sharp-faced boy, and Ye Ge's attack also came hard on Ye Feng, but surprisingly, it only made a clanging sound, and Ye Feng's right chest
A small wound opened up, and a trace of blood flowed out from the wound.
Poof, Ye Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood involuntarily, and his figure was pushed back repeatedly by the powerful force, but he smiled and had already solved one of them.
The sharp-faced boy and Ye Ge looked at Ye Feng in shock. Such a powerful body had only received some damage. However, it seemed that fighting spirit could still hurt Ye Feng.
Ye Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the remaining sharp-faced boy and Ye Ge. Both of them looked stern at the same time and looked at Ye Feng solemnly.
Boom, Ye Feng took the initiative to attack again. This time, his target was Ye Ge, and the battle continued.
Because his body was slightly injured, Ye Feng's speed dropped slightly, but he was still much faster than the two of them. With his speed advantage, Ye Feng's figure kept dodging and moving around the ring. Boom, Ye
Feng's fists met the two attacks again.
The battle was in a stalemate, with the three men constantly bombarding and colliding.
However, the battle soon progressed. Boom, Ye Feng tiptoed the ground and rushed towards the sharp-faced boy. At the same time, green light burst out from his right fist, obviously preparing for an air-breaking punch.
The sharp-faced boy's expression tightened, and a fiery red aura came out from his right palm, and he struck out with a fierce flame palm.
A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and the toes of his galloping figure touched the ground again, and he turned around and rushed towards Ye Ge.
Damn, the sharp-faced boy was furious and started attacking in the east and west! It turned out that this was the reason for the delay in launching the empty punch, but it was a pity that it was too late.
Ye Feng's full-strength air-piercing fist hit Ye Ge who was caught off guard. Ye Ge looked stern, reluctantly raised his fist and struck Ye Feng's air-piercing fist with surging fighting spirit.
Boom, Ye Ge was knocked out of the ring by this strong blow and fell on the field. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. He raised his head, glanced at Ye Feng unwillingly and fell down again.
The sharp-faced boy's flame palm missed, and he turned around to look at Ye Feng with a gloomy face.
All the spectators at the scene were surprised. Although such a powerful young man was injured, he successfully defeated two intermediate warriors, leaving only one high-level warrior. The situation seemed clear.
Both companions were defeated, and the sharp-faced boy was dejected. This boy is so strong! Regardless, he gritted his teeth. Violent fighting energy burst out from the sharp-faced boy's right palm, and the flame palm erupted again, attacking Ye Feng violently.
past.
Ye Feng watched the trajectory of the flame palm attentively. Just when he attacked for the first time, Ye Feng noticed that this Xuan-level intermediate martial skill was indeed extraordinary. Its power was much higher than his own Sky-Breaking Fist. This was it.
Are there any martial arts skills that will be rewarded in this competition? A smile appeared on the corner of the mouth. It is rare for someone to take this opportunity to observe and learn from it.
Since the change in his body, Ye Feng feels that his insight and understanding have improved to an extremely powerful level, and now is the time to put it to use.
Boom, Ye Feng dodged away like a ghost, and the flame palm missed again. The sharp-faced boy became angry, and boom, he continued to attack.
While Ye Feng was dodging, he was observing the firing techniques of Flame Palm. Every movement of the sharp-faced boy was constantly replayed in Ye Feng's mind.
Just like that, boom boom boom, the sharp-faced boy kept using the powerful flame palm that emptied heat waves, but Ye Feng kept dodging and learning and observing.
The sharp-faced boy was anxious for a while. No matter how powerful the martial arts were, it would be in vain if he could not attack the opponent. Now his continuous attacks with the flame palm were beyond the load, and his fighting spirit was also consumed. If he continued like this, he might not be able to attack him.
The opponent has exhausted all his fighting spirit and is self-defeating without attacking.
The sharp-faced boy said angrily: "Don't hide if you can." Boom, the fighting energy in his right palm exploded, flames rose into the sky, the fiery red heat wave appeared again, and the surging fighting energy attacked Ye Feng.
Bang bang bang, every movement of the sharp-faced boy was combined in Ye Feng's mind and strung together into a line, extremely smooth.
A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and he laughed heartily and said: "Then it is as you wish."
Seeing that Ye Feng no longer dodges, the sharp-faced boy was immediately overjoyed. He couldn't help but put more force on his hand, and boom, the flames that picked out people became more intense. The fiery red right palm violently attacked Ye Feng, as if
It's like swallowing up Ye Feng.
Feeling the overwhelming flames, Ye Feng stopped laughing, his eyes sharpened, and he raised his right palm. The fighting energy in his body was running wildly, and wheeze, a fiery red light glowed from his right palm, dazzling people.
The old man in yellow robe shrank his pupils and stood up from his seat suddenly, while the sharp-faced boy was full of shock. Isn't this... The audience didn't understand why, watching the changes in the two men, and continued to watch the battle attentively.