"Oh my god! No, Xu Yifeng really wants to do it by himself? Isn't this too bullying?"
"I originally wanted to bet on Beichen to win. I have lost so many times, but Xu Yifeng is here!"
"It's too exaggerated. He is the eldest disciple of the fifth elder and has the cultivation level of the sixth level of transcending tribulation. How can he fight against Beichen?"
When they first saw Xu Yifeng coming on stage, everyone didn't know what it meant, but after hearing his words, everyone understood that Xu Yifeng was really going to fight Beichen.
The superiority in cultivation between the sixth level of Tribulation and the second level is very obvious, and as a leader among the core disciples, Xu Yifeng naturally has a powerful magic weapon.
As a result, Beichen's chances of winning became even slimmer.
However, as one of the hosts of the arena, Xu Yifeng's challenge to Beichen was within the rules.
Here, strength is the only evidence, without strength it is nothing.
In this arena, there are actually many people who can win ten consecutive victories.
But there are very few people who can achieve a hundred consecutive wins. It can be said to be only a handful.
And those people are all earth-shattering big shots. Even in Shuiyue Holy Land, they are also very powerful geniuses.
Therefore, if Ye Fan wants to achieve this goal, he needs to face great difficulties.
Xu Yifeng walked to the center of the arena and looked at Ye Fan like this.
"Beichen, what do you think, let me be your opponent?"
He had a confident smile on his face, and his voice wasn't very loud, but an invisible momentum filled the air.
Suddenly, these momentums were like sharp swords, filling the entire square instantly.
"What is going on? Why do I feel an invisible pressure!"
"It's not just pressure. I feel my body tingling slightly. Is this sword energy?"
"This kind of invisible aura is so powerful. If you don't have super strong internal strength, you wouldn't be able to achieve this level."
…
Feeling the biting sword energy coming from the center of the arena, many monks felt very stressed.
This kind of suppression is not only based on internal strength, but also based on laws. This is a gap in understanding.
Although Xu Yifeng's cultivation level is high, his comprehension ability is even more extraordinary and suppresses everyone present at countless levels, which is why everyone feels such pressure.
In the arena, Ye Fan looked at Xu Yifeng in front of him. From his body, he could feel a completely different aura from other opponents.
"The sixth level of transcending tribulation, not bad!"
Ye Fan responded coldly, seemingly not too nervous.
This made Xu Yifeng feel even more interesting. It seemed that his appearance and the release of his aura did not suppress Ye Fan at all.
"You are really confident!"
Xu Yifeng looked at the opponent in front of him, and he was a little confused, where did Ye Fan get the confidence?
"It's just so so. It's just that my opponent is too weak, and I don't want it to be like this. If you can put some pressure on me, I'd like to thank you!"
"Hahaha!"
Xu Yifeng laughed. He knew that Mark was a bit crazy, but he didn't expect that he would be so arrogant against him.
Hearing this, several monks who had been following Xu Yifeng in the stands were shocked.
When they were around Xu Yifeng, they could all feel his aloof temperament and pressure that ordinary people could not compare with.
I didn't expect that this kid Ye Fan would actually speak like this in front of Xu Yifeng. He simply didn't take him seriously.
"You think...is this kid sick? How could he be so arrogant? Doesn't Senior Brother Xu's strength put pressure on him?"
"Yes, I felt the pressure that Senior Brother Xu released just now!"
"It seems that this battle is inevitable. Let's let Senior Brother Xu teach this boy a lesson and see how crazy he can be!"
…
Several monks worked with Xu Yifeng, so they admired him very much.
Now that they see Ye Fan being so arrogant, they are naturally unconvinced, because Xu Yifeng's face has been cut, which means they lose face by following him.
They came to the side of the arena together and shouted to the inside: "Senior Brother Xu, don't be polite to this kid, show him some color!"
Hearing the shouts of his men outside, Xu Yifeng smiled slightly.
He didn't respond to those people because that would make him feel demeaning.
However, this was exactly what he was thinking. Ever since he saw the sacred weapon Xiangjian in Ye Fan's hand, he could not suppress the desire to fight in his heart.
Therefore, this time he wants to challenge Ye Fan. Even if everyone thinks he is bullying, he still wants to come up and try the power of the Wuxiang Sword.
"How about it, Beichen, do you agree to fight with me? Actually, I don't have to ask for your consent, but I respect you!"
Xu Yifeng once again challenged Ye Fan, and the entire audience was waiting for Ye Fan's response.
Previously, Ye Fan faced off against core disciple Ye Lang and easily won, but Ye Fan's level of cultivation was incomparable to Xu Yifeng's.
At this time, everyone thought that he would definitely not agree, because as long as he won nine more games in a row, he would have the opportunity to go to the Treasure Pavilion to get the treasure.
Ye Fan smiled and looked at Xu Yifeng in front of him. He already had the answer, because no matter who the opponent was, he would fight and win.
However, Ye Fan's silence caused others to misunderstand.
"This kid is cowardly!"
"Isn't that right? This time it's Xu Yifeng. The core disciples are all famous ones. Beichen giving in is the best choice so he can keep his previous reputation!"
"Hahaha, this time it's interesting. This kid will probably not agree."
…
Seeing that Ye Fan was "bragging" before, but now there is a high possibility of giving in, many people became excited. This was a good opportunity to vent their anger.
As long as Ye Fan gives in, they will feel happy, at least he is not invincible.
Of course, some monks felt unhappy and wanted to see the battle between Ye Fan and Xu Yifeng.
Under the spotlight, Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his eyebrows, looked at Xu Yifeng and said, "Okay, no problem! I accept your challenge!"
The response this time was very straightforward and neat.
"Wow!"
Countless monks screamed in surprise, as expected there was a good show.
"Since you agreed, my level is much higher than yours, so I will give you three moves!"
"Let me do three moves?"
Ye Fan shook his head and said, "If you really ask me to do three moves, I'm afraid I won't even have the chance to do it!"