Chapter 278 The Martial Art is Completed (New Year's Greetings to You)
Zhu Shuanghua once beat a prince of a county king who had said a few more words to Tang Chuxue in the famous Liuyuan, a powerful country, and even let the latter withdraw from the martial arts palace directly. His domineering and domineering attitude towards Tang Chuxue
The coveting is remembered by all the warriors in the capital.
Now seeing this scene above the ring, the eyes of these guys who have a grudge against Ye Feng suddenly burst into light.
Tie Changkong failed, but Zhu Shuanghua would never fail.
After all, one is only a third-level student in the inner court, while Zhu Shuanghua is a real elite. The two are not above the same level.
Ye Feng had such difficulty dealing with Tie Changkong, how could he deal with Zhu Shuanghua, who was stronger?
If Ye Feng bowed his head and surrendered, their conspiracy might not succeed, but Ye Feng's answer was simply a model of arrogance and aroused Zhu Shuanghua's rage. It seems that this time, Mo Yixiao, Tie Hualong and others took revenge consciously
There is hope.
Originally, as long as one more battle, three places could be decided. If Zhu Shuanghua joined, one more was added, and he could only continue to choose the lottery to decide the next round opponent.
If seven people fight in pairs, one of them will definitely be lucky and will be bye in this round.
Ye Feng's luck is not very good, and of course he can't be said to be bad. He has no bye, but his opponent is Qi Yuankai, a student of the Wufu Palace, who is of average strength.
The two of them came on stage. Qi Yuankai and Tie Changkong were different. He and Ye Feng had no entanglement before. Facing Ye Feng, an opponent with the title of elite, naturally, he felt a little afraid in his heart.
Originally, even if his strength was not as strong as Tie Changkong, his aura was suppressed by Ye Feng, and the result of this challenge was imagined.
About one stick of incense was followed by Qi Yuankai, and the challenge ended.
Ye Feng won easily.
But in the No. 1 ring next to it, Mo Qingfeng was more relaxed than Ye Feng. He defeated Long Chen, a son of the Long family, and successfully advanced.
On the No. 2 ring, Zhu Shuanghua fought against Feng Ye.
As the seventh elite of the Martial Arts Mansion, Zhu Shuanghua's strength is obviously obvious. Moreover, he joined out of thin air and did not consume his spiritual energy before, which was the best.
However, Feng Ye, who had joined the subordinate county and state, had a tenacity that was invisible. He fought Zhu Shuanghua several times on the challenge stage. Although he did not have an advantage, he was not at a disadvantage.
Now the challenge of the first and third are over, and almost everyone's attention is on the two people here.
There was a lot of noise around, all the voices of discussion.
"This Feng Ye is really not simple. He can support Zhu Shuanghua for so long! Do you think he will lose?"
"It should be. Zhu Shuanghua is really too powerful. The seventh elite of the Martial Arts Mansion, with the innate eighth level of cultivation, can completely abuse any student in the inner palace. Feng Ye is not lucky to face him."
"Look, maybe it won't take long before Feng Ye will give in..."
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Hearing the stolen discussions from the crowd, Ye Feng looked at Feng Ye and slowly shook his head.
If Zhu Shuanghua really wants to make things difficult for him, then it will be of great benefit to him if Feng Ye consumes more of his energy and mind at this moment.
You can even use Feng Ye's attack to let yourself see some of Zhu Shuanghua's methods clearly.
Although Ye Feng is not afraid of Zhu Shuanghua, since he has such an opportunity, he naturally needs to grasp it better.
Feng Ye's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. Such a person was essentially somewhat similar to himself, and even if he died, he would not give in easily.
How could it be possible to make him admit defeat?
The two people on the stage were surging, and they were coming and going.
Every move is carried with violent fluctuations of vitality.
Zhu Shuanghua's mouth curled up, and a dark mist surged from his body. This mist turned into a black dragon and then a giant shadow.
The mind controls it, and exudes an extremely cold evil aura, which makes him go up and exude a strong smell of evil.
"Xuanbing Black Evil Aura!"
Someone who knows Zhu Shuanghua has read these words.
Xuanbing Black Evil Aura is one of the unique skills of the Western Tang Dynasty Wufu. It has reached the level of the earth. Only the elites of the Wufu are qualified to practice.
This strange Yuan power can be transformed into any shape with the increase in the power of the heaven and earth energy, and is extremely powerful.
The black air was like a dragon, attacking Feng Ye.
Before he could get close to the other person's body, there was a cold air, as if he wanted to freeze the entire world.
The warriors watching the battle around him could not help but tremble when they sensed this scene.
Feng Ye's figure on the stage quickly retreated. His cultivation was not as good as Zhu Shuanghua, and his martial arts were even less than that of him. But for some reason, Feng Ye's thin figure was always able to be free and easy in the black air.
"The fire of war is gone!"
He flew up and his figure soared into the sky. The weapon in his hand was a thin and long black sword. A long fiery red line shot out from the sword, dividing the black air in front of him into two pieces.
The black sword slowly turned red, releasing the surging heat.
Seeing this scene, Ye Feng nodded secretly: "Zhu Shuanghua's martial arts veins belong to the Yin-cold attribute, but Feng Ye, like himself, belongs to the Fire attribute, which is born with restraint on the Yin-cold attribute."
If it were yourself, he would also have the advantage in terms of martial arts.
"Um?"
Seeing that his black evil aura was restrained by the other party, Zhu Shuanghua frowned slightly, but he did not react much on his face. So what if the martial arts veins were restrained?
Everything depends on strength.
The black evil aura circled in the air, like a huge wind tunnel, sweeping over by whistling, and there is a possibility of rolling over at any time. In Zhu Shuanghua's hand, there was an additional sword.
"I want to see if your fire attribute martial arts are powerful, or my dark ice attribute is stronger."
Stepping over the arena, Zhu Shuanghua looked down at all sides, and his cold murderous intent bloomed.
On the entire challenge stage, there were flames on one side and cold wind whistling on the other side.
It forms two extremely weird sides.
Feng Ye's whole body was shrouded in a fiery red look, his expression was firm, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he had a bold and resolute expression.
At this moment, Zhu Shuanghua, who was floating in the air, shouted loudly, and the sharp sword in his hand emitted a cold sword intent, pierced through the void, and waved it down at Feng Ye.
"Ruthless Fire!"
Feng Ye danced the black thin sword, and a line of fire shot out from the sword body, sniffing, blocking the attack of the frozen sword intent.
The two of them landed in silence at the same time.
Everyone was stunned. No one expected that Feng Ye, who was from a subordinate county and country, would be so powerful and exerted his strength to compete with the elites of the Martial Palace.
On the high platform, Prince Qi and other big figures were slightly moved.