Although most people have guessed the result, the words from Elder He still made the entire mountain peak cheer sound.
Even most of the inner disciples were impressed by Ye Feng's combat power and indomitable spirit, and sincerely expressed their feelings and praise.
Ye Feng's mind suddenly relaxed, and until this moment, the feeling of fatigue and pain that surged like a tide invaded his whole body.
He could no longer hold on and fainted.
"Go away quickly and take Junior Brother Ye back to the servant building to heal his wounds. Wang Yuwei, go and buy the best pills quickly, don't worry about how many spirit stones!"
Yuan Ningzhen carefully hugged Ye Feng and gave Wang Yuwei a hurried order.
"Let's wait!"
Several people were about to leave, and a sound like heavenly sound came. Miss Tianlan, who was beside the sect leader Yu Tingtian, suddenly spoke and said softly: "Ye Feng is seriously injured. You can take him to Qingyun Palace for recuperation.
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As soon as he finished speaking, countless envious and jealous eyes immediately appeared on Ye Feng, who knew nothing.
It is a dream for countless people to be able to get such favorable treatment from Miss Tianlan. So what if you are in a coma? Even if the bones in your body are broken, I am afraid that some people will be willing to do so.
A trace of displeasure flashed through Yuan Ning's pretty face and muttered in a low voice, but when he saw Ye Feng's injuries, he had to nod his head.
Several people surrounded Ye Feng and ran away under the guidance of his maid Xiaoya.
"Everyone, the second round of our competition for Yuan Sect has ended. Xiao Chennan, Zheyan, and Ye Feng, the inner sect of this sect, respectively, won the first three places. One month later, the sect arranged for them to enter the Sutra Dharma Temple and be baptized.
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"In addition... Bu Jingyu, Gu Mingdao, Shan Yicheng... and seven people will be the top ten of this competition. The rewards of the sect will be issued soon..."
"This competition ends here. Thank you for coming from afar."
With the announcement of Elder He one by one, the competition finally came to an end. However, the excitement of the Di Yuan Sect disciples did not leave the peak and were still savoring and discussing the last battle.
"What a Ye Feng, it's really... to my surprise. I didn't expect that even Bu Jingyu was defeated by him."
At this moment, Zheyan also expressed more respect for Ye Feng.
Bu Jingluo is called a madman by the warrior of Diyuan Sect, and Ye Feng’s fighting spirit is even better than Bu Crazy.
What made Zheyan feel particularly awe was that until the end, Ye Feng always had a skill, and his scheming was enough to compete with some old monsters who had practiced for hundreds of years.
"It certainly didn't disappoint me..."
Luo Mi next to Zheyan had a bright color flashing in her beautiful eyes, and a faint smile appeared on her iceberg-like face, and she said softly, "If Mr. Nie knew that Ye Feng's body could actually carry it.
The inscriptions below the fifth level, I wonder what he would feel?”
"After this war, the two words Ye Feng should be praised by the entire Jinhua City. This guy really took a look at it at the beginning."
Dan Yicheng smiled like a self-deprecating person.
Ye Feng did not take any tricks, but defeated Bu Jingyu directly. Even if he was the one who had to say the word "submission".
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If the competition ended according to the past practice, it would soon be flooded by the wave of the Inscription Master Conference, but this time it became an exception.
Three days have passed, and the disciples of Diyuan Sect are still immersed in the hot atmosphere of the war. As soon as they meet, they talk about the final final confrontation.
Even the dimest sweeping door in the past has soared for a while, becoming a topic of conversation for countless people after dinner.
Ye Feng's past was also turned to the sky, and his identity as an inscription master was naturally boasted of, which was somewhat overwhelming than Gongziyuan's momentum.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the sweeping door also smelled unlimited business opportunities.
Yuan Ning really showed off his skills and recruited several inscription masters to further expand the inscription business. With the advantage of quality, he shaved a lot of money.
Zhong Ziqi disappeared, and even a ghost could not be seen. Qing Zhenyi also couldn't go into seclusion, for fear that someone who wanted to step on him would come to him, and Luowang's business plummeted.
However, during these three days, Ye Feng, the protagonist who was talked about by everyone, had no news at all.
The inner sect of Diyuan Sect.
Qingyun Hall, the garden behind, has a lake inside.
The fish swim in the shallow bottom, and the lake is as blue as a state of water. On the calm water surface, there is a jade platform about the size of an abbot floating. At this moment, Ye Feng, who is naked on the jade platform, was sitting cross-legged.
Although his sitting posture was a little tilted, it was much better than three days ago, and his face was already very rosy and shiny.
There were many medicine bottles thrown around Ye Feng's body, and the pills were obviously taken, but there was still a strong medicine fragrance.
If an alchemist smells these medicines, he will definitely be shocked.
Because the elixirs that Ye Feng took were obviously not ordinary people, most of them reached the fourth level, and there were even two of them, which belonged to the fifth level.
Each one is worth tens of millions of spirit stones.
"Miss, his body is simply a bottomless pit. If an ordinary person takes so many fourth- and fifth-grade pills in a short period of time, he will probably have already exploded his body."
In a pavilion not far from the lake, looking at the strong muscles exposed by Guo, Xiaoya's face flashed with a little shyness, but she was not willing to look away.
"Well... If you hadn't had this physical body, how could you block Bu Jingyu's Heaven-Punishing Spirit Hammer?"
"And... I'm also curious, how could Junior Brother Ye carry the fifth level inscription?"
Tianlan, wearing a blue long skirt, held her cheeks and leaned against the pavilion on her shoulders. After saying this, she stretched out her fair arms and picked up a bright red cherry placed on the stone table in front of her, on her lips and teeth
He couldn't stop rubbing his mind, looking like he was wandering around the sky.
"Miss, how did he carry the fifth level inscription?"
Xiaoya, who was staring at Ye Feng with all her concentration, did not notice the strangeness of Tian Lan beside her, and asked on her own.
"I don't know..."
"This is also something that confuses me. Perhaps... it is related to the strange martial arts he practices. Of course, now is not the time to guess these things. Compared with Junior Brother Ye's physical cultivation, I want to know more about his inscriptions.
Can defeat Qing Zhenyi, but in the end... is there any hidden one hand?"
He opened his mouth and swallowed the cherry into the sandalwood mouth. Tianlan smiled slightly and asked a sudden question.
This guy is too cautious.
Only when the real crisis is reached will one after another bet will be continuously used.
What is known at present is that he can defeat the fourth-grade inscription master Qing Zhenyi in full view of the public. Although Ye Feng has only passed the third-grade inscription master certification of the Inscription Master Guild, since the mental power and color appear blue, there is no doubt that the spirit is spiritual.
The intensity has reached 14 or even 15 levels.
It's astonishing.
If it really keeps a hand, will the rumors from the outside world be true?
This is what Tian Lan wants to figure out the most.