The Wolf Clan attached great importance to the first duel and gave Ye Feng and Fengling enough time to adjust their status to the best peak.
Near the battle platform, there was a sea of people. The first genius of the Wolf Clan was about to be decided. Countless demon cultivators from all major tribes of the Wolf Clan, including demon cultivators from other nearby races, also came to witness the birth of the peerless genius.
Many people were talking and whispering about Ye Feng's strength in several battles and the various rumors about Fengling's strength. Some people thought Ye Feng could win, while others thought Fengling was invincible.
This was a duel between the top geniuses of the wolf clan. When the two figures appeared on the battlefield, the whole audience burst into cheers. Many people were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.
Feng Ling stood proudly on the battlefield, with his hands behind his back, and the clouds were clear and refreshing. His whole body seemed to be integrated with the wind. If he could not see it with the naked eye, he would not be able to sense his existence at all with his spiritual mind.
Unlike those geniuses with special talents, Wind Spirit is just a common origin of the Wind Wolf clan, and his talent is an ordinary wind talent.
However, his understanding and perception of the law of wind is unmatched by anyone of the younger generation. This understanding is enough to make up for his lack of talent.
The Wind Wolf clan also invested a lot of resources in cultivating him. What was originally just an ordinary Wind Wolf bloodline was upgraded to the superior Xuanfeng Demon Wolf bloodline.
Integrating with the wind, Feng Ling looked at Ye Feng opposite and said: "I don't care about the so-called first place. What I care about is whether there are geniuses in the wolf clan who can fight with me. I will go all out. I hope
Don't let me down."
Ye Feng had shown extremely strong strength before, but Fengling was still so arrogant and confident, but no one thought he was arrogant.
Because a few years before the Genius Ranking Competition was held, Fengling's reputation had already spread throughout the wolf clan.
Since reaching the seventh level of cultivation, Feng Ling has been challenging geniuses from other tribes and other races, including the bear tribe, tiger tribe, etc.
He has experienced countless battles of geniuses and has never been defeated. He has always been known as the number one genius of the wolf clan. What he lacks is just the title of champion of the once-in-a-century competition.
Even if Ye Feng emerges from the sky and rises like a comet, he cannot shake his belief in victory.
Yes, it is faith. From Fengling, Ye Feng felt the same faith as himself, with an invincible heart and a firm will!
Even the Mingquan, which had borrowed forbidden death energy from the underworld before and obtained extremely powerful power, only had a strong desire to win and too much desire, and did not have the firm and invincible Taoist will.
Regardless of whether it is a demon clan or a human clan, the martial arts they practice, as their cultivation level improves, the concept of caring about one heart becomes more and more vivid.
The heart of martial arts determines a martial artist's vision and will also affect the martial artist's lifelong achievements.
For example, Ye Feng's Taoist will is transcendent and superior to the way of heaven, so he shaped his Tao foundation into a tower shape to live between heaven and earth and carve out his own world.
Fengling is different from him, but his Taoist will is equally firm and invincible. He only wants to be defeated by a genius of his generation who can compete with him!
"Let's take action!" Ye Feng flipped his palm, and the killing heavy sword jumped out of his hand.
At the same time, Feng Ling moved, and Ye Feng just saw his hand trembling, and then countless overlapping afterimages appeared behind him, appearing in front of him in an instant.
At some point, a cyan dagger appeared in Feng Ling's hand. He charged at it at extreme speed. The inertia of his speed gave the dagger as heavy an attack power as a mountain.
"Qiang!"
Ye Feng blocked with his horizontal sword, and the short sword collided with the heavy sword, causing a loud thunderous explosion, and the terrifying energy aftermath swept through, destroying everything around him.
Ye Feng's footsteps did not move at all, and his arrogant physical strength was as motionless as a mountain.
The killing heavy sword flipped over, and the killing sword way merged with the power of space, forming a bloody storm that enveloped the wind spirit.
But what the storm tore apart was just an afterimage. Wind Spirit used its speed to the extreme and moved around in the center of the storm without being affected at all.
"How can the speed evolved from the Law of Wind have such wonderful effects?" Ye Feng's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but praise Feng Ling's excellent understanding.
The true law of wind is pervasive. No matter how intensive your storm attacks are, there will still be traces to follow, and the wind spirit can move between these traces with ease, coming and going freely.
The law of wind has reached this level, and ordinary magical powers or Taoist attacks have almost completely lost their effectiveness against him.
Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared, disappearing without a trace, and the Shadow of the Void activated.
Everyone looked nervously at the battlefield. This perfect concealment ability could only be restrained by Mingquan, who had mastered the power of the underworld.
"Come out."
Feng Ling spoke indifferently. With him as the center, the originally erratic power of the wind suddenly became violent and raging. The terrifying storm swept across the entire battle platform, rolled up the remaining clouds, and rolled back the sky.
Ye Feng's hidden figure was forced to appear, and a corner of his robe was torn apart by a sharp wind blade.
"The Wind Knife Shocks the Magnificent."
Feng Ling muttered softly, and then his whole body turned into a ray of light, and it flashed away, like a startled giant, and suddenly appeared in front of Ye Feng.
Ye Feng's pupils shrank.
Space teleport!
Whoosh!
The sword light formed by the fusion of wind spirit and wind penetrated Ye Feng's body, but what was penetrated was obviously the afterimage left in place after teleportation.
Feng Ling was calm and calm, and seemed to be able to predict the direction where Ye Feng would teleport. When the sword light turned, the sword energy transformed by the power of the wind formed a vortex and strangled Ye Feng.
The killing swordsmanship merged with the power of space, and a dark sword trace slashed through it, tearing apart the sword energy vortex.
Despite this, Fengling's performance still surprised Ye Feng. The opponent's attacks were simple yet sharp, and his unrivaled speed and extremely keen insight were something he had never seen before.
"Since wind can achieve this kind of speed effect, can the power of space, which is more advanced than the power of wind, and the sword of killing, also be able to do the same?"
Ye Feng seemed to have some enlightenment. The instinct derived from the battle dragon bloodline made him involuntarily immersed in a state of enlightenment.
Whoosh!
Fengling's attacks came one after another, with almost no pause. The sword energy intertwined in the air, the breath was extremely sharp, and it broke through all obstacles with extreme speed.
Suddenly, Ye Feng's whole body seemed to merge into the void, and he burst out with extreme speed in an instant. The killing heavy sword collided hard with the short knife in Feng Ling's hand, causing sparks to fly.
Ye Feng himself was physically strong, and coupled with the extremely rapid increase, his attack power suddenly increased. Feng Ling was unexpected. He groaned and retreated quickly. The energy and blood in his body were restless. Finally, a hint of calmness appeared on his face.
A look of disbelief.
"Is this the extreme speed of space?"
Fengling's surprised voice reached the ears of everyone present, and in an instant, the expressions of countless people became dull in an instant.
Because in Ye Feng's previous actual combat performance, he did not understand the magical use of extreme speed in his mastery of the power of space, but only knew how to manipulate the power of space to form powerful attacks.
The way of space has endless mysteries. In addition to forming extremely powerful destructive attacks, it can also produce extreme speed.
Teleportation is only the most preliminary use of the speed advantage of space.
"Did he realize the magical power of space speed after seeing the wind speed of Feng Ling?"
When such an idea appears in their minds, even the Wolf King and Qi Qiong Demon Immortal find it ridiculous. They understand it in battle and apply what they have learned. Isn't this too evil?
But in fact, Ye Feng spent time with Xiaolong, who was gifted with speed, and he actually had some deep understanding of the way of speed.
This time, Feng Ling saw the magical effect of the extreme speed of wind. Combining his past understanding of the way of speed with the special comprehension ability of the War Dragon bloodline, he was able to grasp the mystery of the extreme speed of space.
Even some ninth-level experts with wind talent may not be able to comprehend the extreme speed of wind, but Feng Ling was able to achieve it at the early eighth level, and it has always been his biggest trump card and source of confidence.
But today, his extreme wind speed encountered the extreme speed of space, and his advantage was gone in an instant.
A smile appeared on Qiqiong Demon Immortal's face. He felt that this time he had discovered a truly extraordinary genius. It was like an endless treasure that would always give people great surprises inadvertently.
If the secret method of cultivation can be obtained through chance, but a martial artist's understanding of space, killing, and swordsmanship depends on understanding and personal Taoist will. Just having chance is not enough.
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Ye Feng can be called a monster-level genius in all aspects of god refining, body refining, qi refining, and martial arts, but his cultivation is inferior to those of his generation. Perhaps this is where other geniuses can find a slight psychological balance.
If his cultivation reached the eighth level like other top geniuses, he would be a real monster among monsters.
Refining the spirit, body, and qi improve one's cultivation, and understanding the mysteries of martial arts is the fundamental challenge after reaching the seventh level and entering the Tao through martial arts!
To have such a strong strength in the middle of the seventh level depends not only on skills and strength, but most importantly, on the understanding of martial arts!
On the battlefield, the short sword in Fengling's hand hummed softly.
"I didn't expect you to realize the speed of space. Your talent is unprecedented. I have to admit that I am not as good as you in this aspect."
While speaking, Fengling held the short knife in his hand and made a flower. His eyes suddenly shrank and he stared at Ye Feng and said: "I, Fengling, are not afraid of failure, because failure will only make me more frustrated and courageous, but I am also the same."
You won’t give up easily, so if you want to defeat me, you still have to look at your ability!”
"Phantom clone!"
Suddenly, Feng Ling formed a seal with one hand and swayed. Eighteen figures exactly like him appeared on the battlefield. There was no difference in aura or cultivation. It was impossible to tell which one was the real body and which one was the real one.
One is the essence.
At the same time, eighteen wind spirits all used the extreme speed of wind in an instant, attacking Ye Feng from all directions.
Among these eighteen clones, only one is the true body of Wind Spirit. The other clones do not have any attack power, but it is not easy to find the location of the true body in an instant.
The instinct derived from the blood of the war dragon allowed Ye Feng to activate the secret technique of the Eye of Creation. His pupils flashed with green light, and all illusions and phantoms were invisible in his eyes.
Bang!
He waved the killing heavy sword in his hand, using the space to move extremely fast, and drew it out in an instant. The broad sword body contained majestic power, and the body of the wind spirit was suddenly drawn away.
puff!
A blood flower bloomed in the air, and Feng Ling turned pale and almost fell from the battle platform.
At the same time, seventeen phantom clones also rushed towards Ye Feng, collapsing and dissipating one by one.
"I lost."
Feng Ling stood up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, turned around and jumped off the fighting platform.
Suddenly, he turned around under the fighting platform and looked up at Ye Feng, "But sooner or later, I will surpass you!"