World Wide Martial Art

"Then let's get started!"

With a slight movement of his hand, Ye Feng's dantian roared instantly, and his violent energy was like a scourge. Situ Reading.\\nCOM

When the breath finally stabilized, his cultivation was fixed at the eighth level of the virtual realm.

"I just want to see how powerful a rookie at the eighth level of the virtual world is. I hope... you can last ten rounds in my hands."

With an indifferent smile, the huge pressure belonging to the king realm suddenly fell from the air and rushed towards Ye Feng.

The energy was actually mixed with a biting chill, causing the temperature around the venue to drop a bit.

"Bone-eating Ice Mysterious Needle!"

Amid the cold whistle, the awe-inspiring aura suddenly turned into half-foot-long ice needles, which fell overwhelmingly, cutting off all Ye Feng's paths.

The disciples on both sides subconsciously took a few steps back and stood far away from the aura. Under the influence of the ice cold, a layer of faint ice crystals appeared in mid-air.

"I forgot that the shit-stirring stick has ice-attribute martial arts and is naturally capable of suppressing Yuan force. Junior Brother Ye...won't he suffer a big loss?"

Wang Yuwei at the back rubbed his hands anxiously.

"Hey...he took action."

"Senior Sister Ningzhen, why is Junior Brother Ye standing still?"

The ice needles were piercing out violently, but Ye Feng in the field actually stood without any reaction. This scene shocked the other disciples.

The new Junior Brother Ye, who talks so arrogantly, can't...not be able to last even one round.

At this moment, even Yuan Ningzhen's face showed a look of worry.

Ding ding ding!

Ye Feng waited until the Ice Mysterious Needle shot down rapidly, only a few feet away from his head, before Ye Feng raised his head.

Having tasted the "ice soul madness", the current ice-attributed energy is child's play for Ye Feng and poses almost no threat.

What's more coincidental is that the strange fire in Ye Feng's body is naturally the nemesis of the ice attribute martial arts.

After letting out a chuckle, Ye Feng's entire body rose into the air. Green black fire suddenly broke out of his body and turned into a wisp of fire, quickly engulfing the Ice Mysterious Needle that was shot into the air.

The temperature of the space is rising rapidly, and soon the newly formed ice crystals around it are completely melted.

With a flick of his fingertips, the green flames that originally shot up into the air suddenly condensed into a small green fire phoenix. After a long cry, it crashed into Zhong Ziqi like lightning.

"Um?"

Seeing that the move he had made was broken, Zhong Ziqi was not too angry. He frowned and reached out to hold the air. Countless streams of water vapor gathered in his hand and turned into an ice crystal spear.

After shaking his arm, the sharp spear tip pierced the fire phoenix falling from the sky.

boom!

The moment the two energies of ice and fire collided rapidly, everyone's hearts were tightened.

There were even many handyman disciples who turned their heads at this moment, as if they couldn't bear to see Ye Feng defeated and defeated.

Fighting as a handyman against an outer sect disciple, fighting at the eighth level of virtual realm against king realm, the end... can be imagined.

Click!

There was a clear cracking sound, as if it had hit an iron mountain, and the ice crystal spear broke inch by inch and fell to the ground.

Phew!

With a cry that shot straight into the sky, the fire phoenix opened its mouth and bit it, its speed suddenly increased to the extreme, and it swallowed the last foot of the spear into its belly like lightning.

"What?"

The frightened Zhong Ziqi hurriedly threw away his hand and took a few steps backwards.

The moment this small fire phoenix approached, he couldn't help but feel a deep fear in his heart.

Instinct told him that it was best not to touch that weird cyan flame.

"You look awesome, but in fact... you are vulnerable. You are just a talker."

Under the horrified eyes, looking at the extremely embarrassed Zhong Ziqi, Ye Feng smiled calmly and stretched out his hand to withdraw the strange fire.

"I bother!"

"The outcome has not yet been determined. What qualifications do you have to say this to me? Huh... If your only reliance is this strange flame, then there is no way you can be my opponent."

The furious Zhong Ziqi had a gloomy look on his face. After wiping away the hot breath flowing in the air with his hand, he flicked his fingers and a long sword with flashing blue light jumped out of his hand.

"This is……"

"Inscription Spiritual Weapon!"

As soon as the sword shadow emerged, there was an immediate exclamation of exclamation. As far as the eye could see, everyone saw two inscriptions shining dazzlingly on the blue sword body.

The spiritual light floats, and each inscription is no lower than three or four feet. There is no doubt that the quality of these two inscriptions has reached the second-level upper-middle level.

Even from a distance of dozens of steps, Ye Feng could feel the mysterious evil coming from the sword body.

He raised his hand and swung his sword, creating a series of faint blue sword shadows. A trace of pride flashed between Zhong Ziqi's brows.

This is a low-grade heaven-level spiritual weapon, but after being blessed by two second-level high-grade inscriptions, its power has increased by 30%, making it almost comparable to a mid-grade heaven-level weapon.

Moreover, this spiritual weapon comes from the same lineage as the ice attribute in his body, and the two inscriptions also have the effect of increasing the coldness, making it easy for him to use.

Buzz!

The long sword shook out a blast of cold air, and a huge lion's head faintly condensed on the sword body, with its beard spread out in anger, ferocious and terrifying.

Seeing the sharp weapon appearing in the opponent's hand, Ye Feng just flashed a look of solemnity on his face, and after swaying his arm, he also used the killing knife.

The killing light flashed past, and a flash of scarlet faintly flashed across the blade, with evil energy flowing through it.

"Huh? I didn't expect...you kid also possesses...a heaven-level spiritual weapon?!"

Zhong Ziqi's expression was a little frozen.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. In terms of grade alone, the Shamang Dao was even higher than his Inscribed Spirit Sword.

This kid not only possesses sect Taoist talismans, but also possesses heaven-level spiritual weapons. Perhaps, he is not just a young warrior from the lower city with no background, as he imagined.

While Zhong Ziqi was still meditating, Ye Feng had already swung his sword and used the "Fire Sword Technique" one after another.

There are streams of flames flowing around the blade, like dancing elves. He has long been familiar with this martial art, and the sword's power is undulating, making it very easy to use.

Clang clang clang!

The sword was faster than the sword, and the wave was overwhelming. Ye Feng was spinning at high speed like a top. Zhong Ziqi, who was forced, could only retreat, unable to use any martial arts to stop him.

"Oh shit!"

Under the blazing heat of the green black fire, Zhong Ziqi's face turned red as he suffered constant attacks, and the blood in his body instantly surged, arousing the ferocity in his heart.

In full view of everyone, he was actually forced to retreat step by step by a handyman disciple. How could he keep his face like this?

After taking more than ten steps back, Zhong Ziqi gritted his teeth, raised his vitality, charged forward with his sword, and collided with Ye Feng...