World Wide Martial Art

The battles continued until dusk, and the other warriors participating in the city competition had just concluded their competition. Situ Reading

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For the spectators on the surrounding high platforms, witnessing the life-and-death fight between Ye Feng, Mo Lengchang, and Qing Hua, the subsequent challenge seemed a bit boring.

"Next...the finals will begin, and everyone will still choose their opponents until the last three are decided."

Ding Mo also announced in an orderly manner, pushing Chengbi to a climax. After a lot of fighting, there were only eight people left, all of whom were considered to be the pinnacles of the younger generation in Starlight City.

"Dianqiu faction Chenlong challenges Blood Dragon Flag Mo Xue!"

"Zhou Ruoyun of the Giant Spirit Sword Sect challenges the city lord's mansion Zhang Song!"

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Another hour passed, and most of the warriors had already appeared, but no one had the courage to call out Ye Feng, as if there was no Ye Feng in the final list at all.

In the end, only three people were left on the field.

They are... Mo Lengdao from the Blood Dragon Banner, Ning Yun from the Extreme Fire Castle, and Zhou Ruoyun from the Giant Spirit Sword Sect.

Although the three sects are arrogant, they can become the strongest force in Starlight City. Their strength is indeed incredible. They have knocked down all the warriors from other sects participating in the war one by one. Many of them were injured or died. But as long as the rules of the competition are not involved, No one interferes.

Belonging to the three major sects, these three people looked at Ye Feng with eyes filled with deep-seated hatred.

"It seems... I'm under a lot of pressure!"

Ye Feng, whose eyes were half-closed, opened his eyes. After seeing those hostile glances, he chuckled and jumped onto the competition ground in a few steps.

Whistles and cheers immediately sounded from the top of most of the Qifeng Mountains. At the end of the final, there was another confrontation between Ye Feng and the three factions. This was a big scene that many warriors wanted to see clearly.

The surroundings suddenly became lively.

"I'm too lazy to waste time. You three... why not come together." Ye Feng's sharp eyes swept over the three of them, and he stood opposite the three of them with his hands hanging down and said loudly.

"What?"

The three of them suddenly became furious.

This is because Chi Guoguo doesn't take them seriously at all.

"Ye Feng, you... you are too arrogant!" Zhou Ruoyun pressed her sword and shouted harshly. She hated Ye Feng deeply. Her little lover was killed by this madman in front of her.

"The three of us represent the three major factions in this city. If you humiliate the three of us, you are humiliating the three major factions in Starlight City."

Ning Yun from Extreme Fire Castle shouted coldly.

This man was broad-shouldered and round, holding a long glazed sword in his hand. His face looked a bit ferocious and somewhat suggestive, but he was a little embarrassed for the time being.

"It's not that I want to humiliate you, but that you... are humiliating yourself! Of course... if you don't want to fight me, just surrender and step down. I, Ye Feng, will never embarrass you!"

In a flash of light, the Heavenly Level Spiritual Weapon Shamang Dao appeared with thin blade light. Ye Feng flipped it over casually, and the three people watching were furious, with a tendency to grind their steel teeth into pieces.

But they all know how powerful Ye Feng is. The three of them look at me, and I look at you, but no one dares to take the lead in attacking...

"Haha, this is the style of the core disciples of the three major sects? The three of them joined forces... and they didn't dare to challenge Ye Feng. They were so embarrassed that they were thrown into my grandma's house!"

"It's wise to protect yourself, but I don't have any brains to show off. Don't waste time, admit defeat and get out!"

There was a burst of laughter from the surrounding high platforms, and the other forces that had previously been defeated by the three factions were also ridiculing.

The warriors from the three major sects looked gloomy, their eyes spitting fire, wanting to stare Ye Feng to death.

"It's too much to bully someone! How could our three factions suffer such humiliation and fight with him?"

"Ye Feng, I will kill you!"

Ning Yun waved the glazed sword in his hand, and Po Feng Sheng kept whimpering. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he could not turn a blind eye and suppress it after suffering such humiliation.

The three of them are considered to be the best among the younger generation. On weekdays, even some king-level experts in Xingguang City would praise them for their outstanding talents and great future for the sake of the three sects.

Now they are like rats crossing the street. The eyes of everyone looking at them are full of contempt and ridicule. The huge psychological gap has made them lose their minds.

"Two senior brothers, let's take action together and kill him to wash away the shame of the three factions!"

Zhou Ruoyun knew that he was outmatched, but the three of them took action, greatly increasing their hope of killing Ye Feng. After all, Ye Feng had consumed so much energy against Mo Lengchang and Qing Hua just now, and it would definitely be difficult to recover in a short while.

"Go...kill him!"

Under the leadership of Zhou Ruoyun, Ning Yun and Mo Lengdao mobilized their Yuan Power at the same time, and rushed towards Ye Feng like a ferocious spirit.

"I asked you three to join us a long time ago. It's a waste of time!"

Ye Feng, who smiled calmly, was not afraid at all. With a slight lift of his wrist, streams of original power surged into the sky like torrents.

The faces of the three people changed wildly, and their bodies retreated involuntarily. Zhou Ruoyun's face turned even pale, and the last hope in her heart was shattered.

"What the hell, what methods did this kid use? Why is this domineering power... so endless!"

Ning Yun's hands holding the glazed sword were trembling slightly. The burst of breath from Ye Feng made his heart palpitate. In contrast, although the three of them appeared to join forces to suppress, their momentum dropped. Downwind.

How to fight this?

"In the competition arena, life and death are determined by destiny."

"Don't say I didn't remind you..."

The blade in his hand suddenly rose, and Ye Feng's aura radiated from his body surged, scaring the three of them so much that they subconsciously ran back.

When they thought of the scene where Ye Feng mercilessly killed several people on the fighting stage, hearing such words again at this moment was like hearing the death curse of the impermanence, which made the three people feel desperate.

"Give up!"

Just when the three people could not attack or retreat, the tall and strong master of Jihuo Fort Ning Shentong stood up on the high stage. His face was gloomy, as if covered by dark clouds.

"Ning Yun, you are not Ye Feng's opponent. Fighting to death is useless. Give up and step down."

"Disciple... obey your command!"

It is indeed too embarrassing to give up without fighting, but when Ning Yun heard Master Ning Shentong say this, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt like he had survived a disaster.

He put away the glazed long sword very simply and clasped his fists to Ding Mo on the side, "In this fight, I, Ning Yun of Jihuo Fort... give up!"

Mo Wuqing and the master of the sword of killing heart changed their eyes, and they also stood up and spoke, making the same decision as Ning Shentong.

The three of them left the arena, leaving only Ye Feng standing alone in the empty arena, looking around.

Many warriors watching the fight were shocked, but the three people's surrender did not attract too much ridicule. After seeing the previous battle, everyone knew how terrifying Ye Feng was. If they really had to fight, the three might be defeated one by one and lose their lives.

The will to fight was gone.

For them, surrendering was the best outcome...