One-step Sword Sovereign

Chapter 41
ps: While reading the book, I hope everyone will vote!

On the contestants' bench, after the fifth elder's voice fell, Ye Feng walked towards the ring, bounced up, and stood steadily on the edge of the ring.

On the other side, when Ye Cheng saw Ye Feng stepping onto the ring, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, he raised his breath, swept his body gracefully, flashing a fancy demeanor, and landed on the ring smoothly.

"Mysterious-level low-level body technique cheats: Flowing Smoke Lost Trace."

In the auditorium, someone who knew the goods recognized the lightness kung fu performed by Yecheng Yecheng.

"The Misty Trace of Beichenzong!"

"Well, this Yecheng joined Beichenzong four years ago, a year earlier than Ye Yun and the others."

Ye Cheng, a collateral child of the Ye family, is 16 years old this year. He joined the North Star Sect four years ago. He usually doesn't show off his mountains and dews. Unexpectedly, he is now at the peak of the early stage of the Xuanyuan Realm. In an instant, Ye Feng's mind flooded with information about Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng proudly raised his head and looked at Ye Feng, and said with a contemptuous smile: "Ye Feng, admit defeat, although you defeated Ye Long, but your cultivation is not at the Xuanyuan realm, and you will lose miserably compared to me."

"Really?" Ye Feng smiled.

Hearing this, Ye Cheng frowned slightly, and the other party's relaxed tone made him feel uneasy, but this kind of thought was suppressed as soon as it was born, he is not Ye Long, he worshiped Beichenzong a year before Ye Long and Ye Yun, and now He was at the peak of the early stage of the Xuanyuan Realm, and he was an inner disciple of the Beichen Sect. Ye Long, who was not in the Xuanyuan Realm, had long been out of his sight.

"It is rumored that the talent of the Ye Family Ye Feng is extremely poor. He was able to reach the second level of the Qi Gathering Realm at the age of 12. It has only been three years since he entered the Xuantian Sect. Now he is at the peak of the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Realm. Is this poor cultivation talent?"

"It's useless to be at the peak in the late stage of the ninth level of Qi Gathering Realm. Ye Cheng is already at the peak of the early stage of Xuanyuan Realm. It's not even a star and a half behind. There's no comparison."

In the auditorium, words were exhausted from everyone's mouths. Although there seemed to be a lot of words, they all pointed to Ye Cheng's victory, and Ye Feng, who had defeated Ye Long before, was not favored by everyone.

Competitor seats.

"Ye Zhen, who do you think will win?"

Ye Minghao's pale face returned to a little rosy, and his eyes turned to the boy in black on the seat next to him.

Although he failed in the previous competition, Ye Minghao did not leave the Martial Arts Square, but stayed to watch the competition. He didn't take the loss to Ye Zhen seriously.

"Hard to say!"

After pondering for a while, Ye Zhen continued: "I have always suspected that Ye Feng did not use all his strength in the last round of competition, and his strength should be reserved."

Ye Minghao's eyes widened in disbelief: "No way, I watched him fight Ye Long in the last round, and the strength of each move was evenly matched, at most slightly better than Ye Cheng, who was at the peak of the Xuanyuan Realm in the early stage. , still not enough."

Seeing the change of Ye Minghao's face, Ye Zhen said meaningfully: "You can find that they are evenly matched in strength, but have you ever thought that this is Ye Feng suppressing his own strength and deliberately controlling the strength to be evenly matched."

"If that's the case, the outcome is unpredictable."

Hearing Ye Zhen's words, Ye Minghao recalled Ye Feng's previous battle in his mind, and felt that something was wrong. It seemed that it was exactly as Ye Zhen said!
When Ye Zhen and Ye Minghao were discussing, the two had already fought in the arena.

"Bah!"

Ye Cheng exhaled forcefully, with a solemn face, his hands turned into fists, and the mysterious energy in his body rolled and poured into the iron palms of both hands. Soon, the two huge palms were bursting with air vortexes.

With a movement of his feet, Ye Cheng ran straight ahead with the momentum of thunder and lightning, the distance quickly narrowed, and he waved his arms to launch a fierce attack on Ye Feng.

"Could it be Duanyue Palm? It is said that 300 years ago, a strong man in the star field realized Taoism for a hundred days under the Jiuchongfeng. There is a copy of the Duanyue Palm cheat book."

"Nine Layered Peaks! Tsk tsk..., in places like that, I'm afraid we can't even survive the first peak, and the gravity of the second peak is enough to crush us..."

Facing the giant palm that was coming to oppress him, Ye Feng didn't dodge either. He clenched his fists tightly and stepped on the soles of his feet, facing Ye Cheng directly. At the same time, a soft halo appeared on the surface of his body. The combination of rigidity and softness is at the peak level, and the defense ability is greatly enhanced.

boom!boom!
A violent gas explosion sounded suddenly, the void shook slightly, and the ground trembled slightly.

Rioting in the void, Ye Cheng rebounded unbearably, retreated more than ten steps before stopping his figure, his handsome appearance before, immediately turned into a slovenly beggar, with his blue clothes in tatters and disheveled hair.

Competitors seat.

Looking at the ring, Ye Minghao said in a muffled voice, "Ye Zhen, it seems that your guess is right."

After the storm in the ring, Ye Minghao's mouth twitched when he saw Ye Cheng's distressed appearance. Is this Ye Feng still human?Fighting across borders, he still has the upper hand. Moreover, seeing Ye Feng standing steadily, his whole body unscathed, and his eyes wide open, this is a perverted defense.

"It seems that not only your cultivation base has improved, but your combat power has also been improved. Unfortunately, you will still lose. Ye Cheng hasn't played his cards yet."

Ye Yu also saw the scene on the ring. Although he was surprised by Ye Feng's current strength, he didn't think Ye Feng could win.

"Sister Sisi, isn't Ye Feng really a Xuanyuan realm warrior?" Not far from Ye Yu, Ye Lu raised her head and asked doubtfully.

Ye Sisi shook her head calmly, "No, I can sense that he is still at the late stage peak of the ninth level of Qi Gathering Realm."

Ye Sisi, with a beautiful appearance, elegant and refined, 15 years old, is also a collateral child of the Ye family, her cultivation talent is not weak, and her cultivation has reached the peak of the early stage of Xuanyuan Realm.

Ye Lu didn't believe it, "But look, Ye Cheng was almost defeated by Ye Feng, how could his cultivation level be low."

Hearing this, Ye Sisi lowered her head and remained silent. This is exactly where she was puzzled. If she was allowed to fight against Xuanyuan Realm warriors at the late stage of the ninth level of Qi Gathering Realm, she would definitely fail.

Just as everyone in the audience was discussing, another change occurred on the field.

On the ring, the two figures were indistinct, and Ye Cheng's roar could be faintly heard, the wind was gusty, and the screams were endless and endless, and for a while, it was difficult for everyone in the audience to see the figure clearly.

"Xingyao Nine Fists!"

Puff puff puff!

The domineering vigor rubbed against the air, and there were bursts of ear-piercing thunder. Counting until the shadow of the fist blasted out, it formed a fan shape and rushed towards Ye Feng, cutting off the possibility of avoiding it.

Ye Lingshan frowned, and said to Ye Lingfeng in a deep voice: "Second brother, let Feng'er admit defeat, this Xingyao Nine Fists! I know from Long'er that it was taught to Ye Cheng by an inner sect elder of the Beichen Sect. It is said that Ye Cheng used this boxing technique to forcibly defeat an inner sect disciple of the middle stage of the Xuanyuan Realm, Feng'er might be in danger if he continues to fight."

"This"

Ye Lingfeng was at a loss for words, should he tell his elder brother that Feng'er would not lose, and would win, even if he said it, he would not believe it. After all, there are very few people who can fight across borders. Da Zongmen's top genius.

On the side, Yue Potian smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, Ye Feng won't lose, the one named Ye Cheng will lose."

Of course, the voice of discussion in his ears could not escape Yue Potian's perception. He knew that Ye Feng possessed the prototype of the sword intent, but he actually possessed the sword intent. That is to say, Ye Feng is a master of swordsmanship, and his boxing skills are only used as a minor.

(End of this chapter)