Back at the cultivation room and closing the door, Ye Feng entered the mysterious round platform again, took the last True Man Blood Pill, and began to refine it.
After refining this pill, Ye Feng was about to go out. Because he did not have the pill and spiritual herbs, with his talent from the two martial arts, it was too difficult to rely on his own cultivation to improve his realm.
After only practicing for a while in the cultivation space, Ye Feng refined this Zhenman Blood Pill. The blood energy in the pill penetrated his whole body, making him clearly feel that his power had increased slightly, and his cultivation progress finally entered the second level of the innate junior high school stage.
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When he walked out of the room, it was already early morning the next day.
Ye Feng actually discovered that in the courtyard outside, two figures were still chasing proudly like lightning.
Han Chong and the third prince are still practicing the "Kunpeng Jiutian" body technique?
Ye Feng stood by and looked around. Two figures shuttled back and forth, with agile footwork. Although they were different from him, they were almost a little bit higher than ordinary innate warriors.
Especially Han Chong, whose cultivation level had reached the fifth level of innate level, his understanding of martial arts was far above the Third Prince. His steps were flowing under his feet, and he dragged a shadow behind him, and his speed was very fast.
"Those who can enter the martial arts palace to practice are worthy of being warriors with great talent. After my explanation, after just a period of practice, I am afraid that Han Chong and the Third Prince will be able to get this set of steps in their hands. At that time,
It is probably very difficult for warriors of the same level to catch up with them."
Ye Feng nodded secretly.
At this moment, Han Chong and the others also noticed Ye Feng's figure. Their feet moved, like Kunpeng spreading their wings, and quickly appeared in front of Ye Feng, and said happily: "Ye Jieying, are you up? Thank you for your kindness in passing on your skills and practicing this
After getting martial arts, my speed has almost reached fifty or sixty feet per breath."
Compared with Ye Feng, this speed is naturally much worse. After the third level of the innate level, it can control the air and fly in the air, and the speed has been greatly improved. However, generally, warriors who have not practiced special body techniques only need to be thirty or forty in one second
ten feet.
In just one night of practice, Han Chong increased his speed by nearly 50%.
This is because his understanding of the "Kunpeng Jiutian" body technique is in the beginning stage, and there is still a lot of room for growth, so he can't help but be unhappy.
Ye Feng said: "Practice well. Once you have completed your official completion, you can at least increase your speed to more than one hundred feet. Now I want to go to the Treasure Pavilion. Should you continue practicing? Or do you go shopping with me?"
"I have been practicing all night, so go with you." The third prince was already quite tired at this moment and said, panting.
You can't be impatient for a moment when practicing.
Ye Feng nodded.
In the Treasure Pavilion.
On the third floor, a maid walked into the most luxurious and luxurious room, bowed and said, "Peace Master, the martial arts elite Ye Feng is here again. Mr. Mo is receiving it on the second floor. Do you want to see him in person.
See him?"
Today, Yan Siya was wearing a big red long skirt. She leaned lazyly on the cotton pier in the center of the room, climbing her hair high, and three golden hairpins were inserted in her hair, bright and beautiful eyes, crimson lips, blowing
With its elastic and shattered skin, there are a pair of plump peaks on its chest. Although it is covered with a layer of gauze, you can still see the proud outline.
In this way, there is an attractive charm everywhere.
Hearing the maid's report, Yan Siya's eyes slightly raised and she said, "Here's coming so soon? I heard that Ye Feng was seriously injured by Ouyang Yatou in the selection competition? Well, go and get him
Bring it up.”
"There are two martial arts practitioners who came with Ye Feng. Should I bring them to the Pavilion Master together?" the maid asked in a low voice.
"Forget it for everyone else! You ask Lao Mo to receive them."
The maid bowed and left.
Yan Siya nodded, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and she smiled and said, "It seems that I am not wrong. Ye Feng has really passed the selection? Maybe something interesting will happen to the next strong country! Ye Feng, you let me
Very looking forward to it. Haha!"
Ye Feng was soon taken to the third floor by the maid.
However, Yan Siya was not seen on the third floor. Ye Feng sat in the VIP room and the maid served tea. He waited patiently, and there was no anxiety on his face, and he seemed very calm.
After a moment, footsteps came from outside.
Yan Siya walked in.
At this time, Yan Siya had already changed into a more formal outfit, no longer had the lazy and seductiveness she had before, but she looked more elegant and charming.
Her steps moved lightly, and her expression looked at Ye Feng was very fond of her.
Ye Feng put down the teacup, stood up from the chair, saluted Yan Siya respectfully, and said, "Ye Feng has met the Pavilion Master."
Yan Siya smiled and nodded slightly. Every time she saw Ye Feng, she felt very calm. It seemed that Ye Feng had a maturity and stability that was inconsistent with her peers, which made it difficult for Yan Siya to regard him as a person.
A boy of sixteen or seventeen.
"I heard that you passed the hurdles and defeated the outstanding child of the Tie family and successfully obtained the quota for the martial arts of the Four Kingdoms? The master of this Pavilion has really not misunderstood..."
Sitting beside Ye Feng, Yan Siya's body was straight, making her chest tilt forward, revealing a snow-white area under her neck.
She sat next to Ye Feng, outlining beautiful curves, and her long hair scattered on her back like a black waterfall.
Ye Feng sat upright, staring straight, and said, "It's just luck to be on the ground. He didn't meet a master like Mo Qingfeng or Feng Ye in the challenge."
"A warrior, strength is important, but luck is absolutely indispensable. No matter what, you did it." Yan Siya smiled.
Ye Feng tried hard to control his eyes and tried not to fall on Yan Siya.
Seeing him like this, Yan Siya asked again: "So what's wrong with you here this time? You can't just come here to see me."
She leaned towards Ye Feng, her charming body almost stuck to Ye Feng, and the fragrance emitted from her body was like a seductive devil, drilling into Ye Feng's nostrils.
Ye Feng turned his head and saw the snow-white skin exposed on Yan Siya's chest, which was still extremely sexy even though it was through her clothes.
His eyes condensed, suffocated slightly, his heart beat wildly, and he immediately forced his eyes away.
After calming down, Ye Feng said, "People Master, thanks to your tips last time, I asked me to participate in the selection competition to get points. Ye Feng lived up to the expectations of the Pavilion Master, obtained a quota, and was awarded by the Martial Arts Mansion.
One hundred points will pay back the debts of the Pavilion Master. Thank you for your care before."
A bright light appeared in Yan Siya's eyes and said, "It's only ninety points, you don't have to take it too seriously. If you are tight, it doesn't matter if you come back after some time."