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Chapter 1605 Ye Fengyun comes to power!

Just over a hundred meters northwest of the arena, there was a breakthrough.

And on the slope, stood a young man dressed in black with a cold and handsome face. Behind this young man, he carried a long sword...

He had witnessed the scene where Ye Fengyun spoke uprightly just now.

"I admit that your medical skills are very good, but I don't know how strong you are? I'm looking forward to it!"

At this time, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth full of evil charm, and he murmured.

Ye Fengyun stood at the back. Many people came to Ye Fengyun's side and said with envy: "Fellow Taoist, although you are a casual cultivator, your actions just now directly won the heart of the beauty. Niu."

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"Fellow Taoist, Wu Chunfang said that you are Chu Ying's wild...boyfriend, is it true?"

Ye Fengyun just glanced at the person who asked this question and did not answer.

The man turned his head angrily, said something, and looked towards the ring.

"Brother Ye, how did you figure out that Wu Chunfang was plotting against Miss Chu?"

At this time, Zhang Fan squeezed over and asked curiously.

"I have studied traditional Chinese medicine with my master since I was a child, so I can identify it through Chu Ying's condition..."

Ye Fengyun just explained casually, he did not elaborate.

Zhang Fan gave a thumbs up and said: "Awesome! This one action of yours has directly won Miss Chu's heart!"

Ye Fengyun smiled bitterly and said nothing more.

"By the way, Brother Ye, it's your turn next time. Are you ready?" Zhang Fan asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I have been prepared for a long time." Ye Fengyun said calmly.

"That's good, but that Zhao Yuan is still a bit powerful, you have to be careful..." Zhang Fan said with concern.

"I know." Ye Fengyun nodded.

Soon, the winner was decided on the stage. The burly Liu Hu won and advanced.

"The next group, Zhao Yuan from Fuhumen, will fight Ye Feng, a casual cultivator from the secular world!"

Cheng Kun stood on the stage and said loudly.

Wow!

When everyone heard Cheng Kun's words, they burst into excitement.

"Rogue cultivators? Since when have rogue cultivators become eligible to come to Kunlun Mountain? You must know that rogue cultivators have no family or sect, so what can they do!"

"Huh? Speaking of casual cultivators, isn't he the guy who stood up to speak for Chu Ying just now?"

"It should be him! Although that kid has a very sharp eye, he can't do anything when it comes to his strength. Anyone who faces him will simply win."

"Zhao Yuan from Fuhumen is in the middle stage of the sixth level of Qi training. It is said that with all his strength, he can fight against the strong ones in the late stage of the sixth level of Qi training, which is pretty good!"

"Everyone will wait and see."

"..."

Just as everyone was talking about it, a sturdy young man with a big body and a round waist, a leopard head and ringed eyes, quickly stepped onto the stage.

This person is Zhao Yuan of Fuhumen!!

Zhao Yuan is only twenty-three or four years old this year, but he is already at the middle stage of the sixth level of Qi training, and he can be regarded as a favored figure of heaven!

As soon as Zhao Yuan came on the stage, he immediately said arrogantly: "My luck is so good that I got the casual cultivator? That casual cultivator named Ye Feng, I think you should not come on stage and just admit defeat, so as not to be beaten by me."

Punch to death!"

"Pfft haha!"

Zhao Yuan's words immediately caused a burst of laughter from below.

To the disciples of these famous sects, casual cultivators are equal to waste.

After all, casual cultivators do not have sects to train them, nor do they have resources. They can only rely on their own efforts, step by step, how much skill can they acquire?

Therefore, Zhao Yuan was very arrogant and refused to let Ye Fengyun come on stage!

Chu Ying, who was standing under the ring, looked calm.

Because she has seen with her own eyes how powerful Ye Fengyun is. Ye Fengyun once knocked away Mo Zicong, a fifth-grade man, with one punch. This Zhao Yuan, who is only a sixth-grade man, dares to bark. Isn't this looking for death?

Nangong Ye saw Zhao Yuan barking and shook his head slightly, thinking that the ignorant are fearless!

Hearing Zhao Yuan's shouting, Ye Fengyun's face remained calm, and he walked slowly towards the ring.

Everyone’s eyes fell on him one after another——

"It's really him! Just now, he helped Fairy Chu to stand up, but he pretended to be cool. Now, he is about to show his true colors!"

"Haha, as a casual cultivator, I have low self-esteem. I just like to impress people! Speaking of which, we people in the world still value our strength. This guy is just a casual cultivator. How can he be so powerful!"

"Hey, to be honest, this group is actually not worth seeing..."

"..."

Ye Fengyun also heard everyone's discussion, his face was extremely calm and he didn't care at all.

Deputy leader Xuanyuan turned to look at Long Hongtu and asked, "Hongtu, is this guy Ye Fengyun, Lao Qin's disciple?"

Long Hongtu nodded and said: "Yes, that's him."

A playful smile appeared on Xuanyuan Che's lips, and he said: "Very good, I have been interested in this boy for a long time, but I want to see if there is anything about this boy that impresses me."

Long Hongtu also smiled and said nothing.

Old Man Xuanyuan and Old Miracle Doctor Qin are sworn enemies. He has long known that Old Qin has a disciple, and is quite interested in Old Qin's disciple.

Before the competition, old man Xuanyuan had actually hinted to his grandson that he would teach Ye Fengyun a lesson at the competition, making his grandfather look bad and also slap Old Qin in the face.

His grandson Xuanyuan Mo naturally agreed and regarded Ye Fengyun as a potential opponent...

However, Xuanyuan Mo also put down his words arrogantly: "I can regard him as a potential opponent, but he must also have the qualifications!"

Now that Ye Fengyun has come to power, Old Man Xuanyuan is naturally very interested. He wants to see how the apprentice of his nemesis, Old Man Qin, is doing?

"Ye Feng, you loser, don't want to be punched to death!"

When Ye Fengyun walked towards the ring, Liang Kai said something mean.

Ye Fengyun looked at him coldly and ignored him.

Ye Fengyun came on stage and stood opposite Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan looked at Ye Fengyun and sneered: "Boy, do you really dare to come on stage? I advise you to admit defeat now to avoid embarrassment later!"

Ye Fengyun's face was as calm as water, and he said calmly: "If I don't fight, how do you know that I will be embarrassed? Maybe it's you who will be embarrassed."

"Hahaha! Am I embarrassed? You are quite crazy! Come on, let's see how I beat you into a dog!" Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth and said with a sneer.

Hearing Ye Fengyun's arrogant words, everyone below burst into laughter——

"A mere secular cultivator, so arrogant, is simply looking for death!"

"That's right, Zhao Yuan once killed a tiger in the Northeast. This guy is so skinny that he will only die!"

"I'm suddenly looking forward to the scene of this guy who has won Chu Ying's favor lying on the ground!"


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