"Stand up, Ye Feng stands up!" For a moment, the surrounding audience was all excited.
In their hearts, they prefer Ye Feng, who always uses the strength of the third-level Sword King, but defeats the powerful eighth-level Sword King.
Seeing Ye Feng stand up first, the audience all around gave him the warmest applause.
Ye Feng leaned on his long sword and moved forward slowly.
As he got closer and closer to Ning Tao, Ning Tao, who was lying on the ground, felt a chill coming from his bones.
Ning Tao didn't know what Ye Feng would do. As Ye Feng had the ability to move, it wasn't too much to kill him with his sword.
Realizing that death was so close to him, the hairs all over Ning Tao's body stood up.
He gritted his teeth and suddenly summoned all his strength to stand up from the ground.
As Ning Tao stood up, his legs kept shaking and his body kept shaking.
Suddenly, his feet felt weak, his body staggered, and he fell to the ground again.
The second time he fell, Ning Tao lost all his last strength and fighting spirit.
As he watched Ye Feng approach him step by step, Ning Tao's pupils shrank into needle shapes, and his heart was filled with fear.
To this day, Ning Tao does not regret his defeat, nor does he regret that he was killed. What he feels most regretful is that he was unable to fulfill his original vow and become the youngest powerful Sword King.
Ning Tao is not old, only twenty-five years old. But compared with Ye Feng, he knows that he is old.
When he was twenty years old, he was only a first-level sword king who had just understood the meaning of the sword. He knew very well that as long as Ye Feng could maintain his current strength forever, even if he was not a strong sword king now, he would be able to do so in the twenty-fifth year.
When he is 20 years old, who can guarantee that he will not be able to become a powerful sword king.
A powerful Sword Emperor who is only twenty-five years old, this is definitely something that alarms the entire Tianyuan Continent.
Ning Tao could imagine how noble Ye Feng's status would be at that time.
After thinking about Ye Feng's future, Ning Tao slowly closed his eyes.
He knew that death was coming, but he didn't want to show any signs of cowardice. Even if he died, he had to be upright.
Ning Tao closed his eyes for a full minute, but still no pain came as he imagined.
In surprise, Ning Tao opened his eyes and was shocked to find that Ye Feng, who was standing less than five meters away from him, stopped where he was and closed his eyes.
"Huh...huh..." Ye Feng snored slightly.
Ning Tao almost collapsed when he realized that Ye Feng fell asleep standing up at the critical moment of life and death.
"What is this?" Ning Tao felt speechless and was silent for a long time. He used up his last strength, raised his arms, and said to the many judges on the judges' bench: "I give up!"
Ning Tao announced that he had given up, and this life and death battle was finally over.
Before the judges announced the results of the competition, Jiang Ziwei and He Huan rushed forward and supported Ye Feng at the same time.
Jiang Ziwei was stunned when she realized that Ye Feng had fallen asleep standing up.
He looked at Ye Feng, then at the expressionless Ye Feng, and finally said nothing.
At the judges' table, Sima Tang stood up and looked majestically at the many spectators below.
Attracting everyone's attention to himself, he said in a deep voice: "I now announce that the champion of the youth group of this Ten Nations Sword Cultivator Exchange Competition is..."
Sima Tang cast his eyes on Ye Feng and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. With his eyesight, he could see that Ye Feng was asleep at a glance.
"This boy can actually fall asleep in such a situation!" Sima Tang helplessly shook his head and announced loudly: "The champion of this youth group competition is Ye Feng!"
"Roar" In the Yin Shang camp, people roared with excitement.
Not only the disciples of Yin Shang Kingdom shouted loudly, but also the spectators around them were delighted that Ye Feng won the championship.
Ye Feng has always been qualified to enter the finals without taking the exam.
At that time, everyone was very unconvinced by his strength, but it is different now. After seeing Ye Feng's performance, everyone recognized Ye Feng from the bottom of their hearts.
A swordsman who only used the strength of a third-level sword king defeated an eighth-level sword king in a head-on confrontation. This is a legend, a myth, and a classic battle that will never be forgotten.
Anyone who knows something about swordsmanship knows how difficult it is to defeat a high-level swordsman with low-level strength.
Ye Feng used his actual actions to prove that low-level swordsmen have no chance of winning in cross-level challenges. As long as they are strong enough and dare to fight hard, everything is possible.
Originally, after the competition, the winner would go on stage to give his acceptance speech. But no matter how He Huan and Jiang Ziwei called, Ye Feng always fell into a deep sleep and never woke up.
Seeing the winner of the competition falling into a deep sleep, the spectators around him were all stunned.
Among the people present, many people have seen various competitions, but so far, this is the first time that they have seen the winner fall asleep immediately after winning.
Ye Feng did not wake up, which delayed his acceptance speech and the progress of the award ceremony.
In desperation, Simatang made a temporary decision to postpone the youth championship award ceremony to the third day, when the competition ends.
In front of everyone's attention, the sleeping Ye Feng was carried out by Jiang Ziwei.
While carrying Ye Feng on his back and walking out of the square, Jiang Ziwei muttered in a low voice: "Boss Ye, you are truly my idol. You actually fell asleep during the award ceremony."
After Ye Feng and others from the Yin Shang Kingdom left the venue, audiences began to leave the venue one after another.
However, not all spectators left the arena. Many people stayed and continued to watch the survival competition in the Mixed Forest Mountains.
After a whole day of exertion, three of the ten teams participating in the survival competition gave up the game.
Among the three teams that gave up on the competition, there was the Xiuyun Kingdom Swordsmanship Team who just dealt with the situation and didn't even think about getting ranked.
Contrary to the expectations of Hai Wuya and others, when they saw the list of withdrawing teams, they did not see the names of Su Yafeng, Lang Wen and Lu Fei.
Looking through the image stone and searching carefully, Hai Wuya was surprised to find that throughout the whole day, Su Yafeng and the three of them had all maintained excellent physical strength. They even had the leisure to make a fire and roast the tiger meat after hunting a saber-toothed tiger monster.
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Although Su Yafeng and the other three seemed to have a good time, in fact, none of them were as relaxed as they appeared on the surface.
They spent the entire day on alert. It was Su Yafeng and Lu Fei's innate keen sense of danger that allowed them to escape three waves of assassinations and two sneak attacks by monsters.
In three waves of assassinations, Su Yafeng personally killed a fourth-level swordsman from Hanhai Kingdom, and was stabbed in the shoulder by the opponent.
Now, although the wound has been bandaged, Su Yafeng's strength has undoubtedly dropped by more than one level.
"Hmph, I have always been an arrogant person, but in the end I became a drag. Su Yafeng, if you can't continue to participate in the next game, you can abstain. Lu Fei and I can complete the game." While eating roasted tiger
Meat, Longman said unceremoniously.
Hearing that Langwen was squeezing him, Su Yafeng's eyes flashed with wolfish light. He said angrily: "Huh, until the end of the competition, we still don't know who is the loser. Even if I am injured, I still killed a Hanhai
National Sword Cultivator, as for you, not only were you unable to detect the external situation, you also did not help in any way during the battle."
"Bah!" Langman bit into a piece of grease, and his mouth was filled with greasy paste.
"Yes, I am indeed not as good as you in terms of investigation. But don't forget, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't just have injured your shoulder, and you might have died a long time ago." Longman said angrily.
What Lang Wen said was true. In the afternoon, they found that the sword cultivator of the Hanhai Kingdom was ambushing them, and they immediately clashed with the opponent. Originally, with the strength of the sword cultivator of the Hanhai Kingdom, they were no match for the three of them, but at the last moment, a
Ming Han Hai's sword cultivator suddenly threw out a dusty mushroom emitting thick smoke.
The dusty mushrooms fascinated Su Yafeng's eyes, causing him to be attacked by the opponent.
If Langman hadn't been quick and quick and warned, Su Yafeng's chest might have been pierced by the opponent.
After attacking each other for a long time, Su Yafeng and Lang Wen both felt that this verbal attack was meaningless.
After eating and drinking enough, the two of them leaned on the rocks, sat on the ground and closed their eyes to rest.
Among the three, the most taciturn person is undoubtedly Lu Fei.
Also leaning against the rock, Lu Fei raised his head and looked at the endless starry sky above his head, with a soft color flashing in his eyes.
"I wonder if Senior Brother Ye has won the youth competition championship?" Lu Fei, who had been silent all day, suddenly said.
Hearing his words, Su Yafeng remained silent, while Langwen nodded confidently and said, "I have a hunch that Senior Brother Ye has won the youth group competition."
"Really?" Lu Fei said as if unconsciously.
After saying this, he turned his attention to Longman and Su Yafeng, and said: "No matter whether Senior Brother Ye wins the championship or not, the three of us will get the ranking this time. My requirements are not high, as long as we can enter the front of the survival competition.
Just three, so that you can have the honor to go back and meet Senior Brother Ye."
"Top three?" Su Yafeng and Lang Wen were both stunned.
When they came to participate in the survival competition, they always had the idea of winning the championship in their hearts. But after a whole day, they already knew that it would not be easy to win the championship in this competition.
Realizing that there was little chance of winning the championship, Su Yafeng and Lang Wen almost gave up their efforts. Now when they heard that Lu Fei had set his goal at third place, the two of them couldn't help but feel very embarrassed at the same time.
Among the younger generation of disciples of the Li Shui Sword Sect, apart from He Huan who worked the hardest, the second one was undoubtedly Lu Fei.
When he first entered the inner courtyard, Lu Fei's cultivation was far behind Longwen.
But now, after nearly two years, Lu Fei has become a being with the same strength as Longman. It must be said that Lu Fei has worked a hundred times harder than ordinary people during this period.
It is right for a sword cultivator to be dedicated to making progress, but while making progress, he must also have the tenacity to refuse to admit defeat.
After hearing Lu Fei's words, Su Yafeng and Lang Wen, who had always liked to quarrel, both remained silent.
They knew very well that they were also strong swordsmen, but in terms of mental cultivation, they were already far behind Lu Fei.
After the three of them rested for about half an hour, Longman suddenly stood up.
Looking towards the finish line, which was still hundreds of miles away, Longman said in a deep voice: "Let's go, let's head towards the finish line. Even for the third place, we can't continue to rest here and waste time."
Behind Lang Wen, Lu Fei and Su Yafeng stood up without saying a word.
Seeing that when Su Yafeng stood up, the pain caused by the movement of his shoulder tugged at the corner of his mouth, Langwen asked: "It's okay. If the injury is serious, you can stay here and rest."
"Humph!" Su Yafeng glared at Langwen angrily.
He punched the unsatisfactory wound hard and said disdainfully: "It's okay. Don't worry. Even if I risk my life, I will never hurt you."