Shi Yongcheng, the only one who could compete head-on with him in terms of strength and body, rarely fought bravely with others because he was a monk.

Over time, Meng Jun felt a little aggrieved because no one could fight with him, and his temper even became extremely hot because of this.

Therefore, when Ye Feng was able to fight him head-on, Meng Jun was extremely happy.

This head-on confrontation made him feel the joy he had not seen for a long time!

Even his impression of Ye Feng has changed.

"Boy, although I don't like you very much, I can see that you are very capable!"

"This fighting style is quite powerful! It's good for your temper!!"

"Thank you for the compliment, senior."

After hearing what Meng Jun said, Ye Feng did not feel proud at all, but humbly said to Meng Jun with cupped hands and fists.

"Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you. The next punch is my strongest punch. If you take this punch, you will win."

"If you can't accept it, I'm afraid you will lose your life. If you are not completely sure, I advise you to admit defeat."

Although Meng Jun didn't have a good impression of Ye Feng, he was an upright person.

Especially for someone like Ye Feng who is young but physically strong, he has some appreciation.

Therefore, he did not want Ye Feng to suffer misfortune at such a young age.

After all, he is so young and has the current martial arts attainments. If he is given ten or even twenty more years, who knows how far he will grow!

God is jealous of talented people, but he, Meng Jun, is not!

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng just smiled slightly and said to Meng Jun.

"Thank you, senior, for reminding me, but I am bound to win this challenge! Please give me some advice, senior!"

After speaking, Ye Feng put one hand behind his back and the other hand bent forward, making a gesture of invitation.

After hearing this, Meng Jun said no more.

Meng Jun's momentum suddenly changed, and he immediately pressed down with his hands.

Next, Meng Jun kept waving his fist randomly at the air as if he had a convulsion.

People like Gu Changtian who don't know much about martial arts may not know it well.

However, Ye Feng, who was closest to Meng Jun, could clearly feel that every time Meng Jun punched, the power of his fist became stronger.

As Meng Jun's fists moved faster and faster, more and more afterimages were left on the field.

At the end, Ye Feng discovered that the power contained in Meng Jun's fist was hundreds of times stronger than at the beginning, and there were hundreds of afterimages of fists in his eyes. Each afterimage had the same power, making it impossible to tell them apart.

Which one is true and which one is false.

At this time, even Gu Changtian, who did not understand martial arts, could feel the power of this punch and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and even felt the cold sweat on Ye Feng's nervous palms.

He had already made up his mind. If Ye Feng really couldn't catch this move, even if he rushed to the stage, he couldn't let Ye Feng die in front of his eyes.

At this time, Meng Jun had already brought hundreds of fists and punched towards Ye Feng.

But no one expected that Ye Feng suddenly closed his eyes at this moment.

"Is he accepting his fate? No, based on my understanding of him, he is definitely not such a person."

Guan Xiaoshan squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Feng on the stage and thought to himself.

Yang Zhenshan shook his head regretfully, and Shi Yongcheng closed his eyes and recited the Heart Sutra.

Obviously both of them felt sorry for Ye Feng.

Even Meng Jun felt a little strange at this time. It stands to reason that in such a head-to-head confrontation before, even if Ye Feng couldn't take this move, he wouldn't just accept his fate.

Meng Jun even began to think about whether he should stop.

But just when everyone was confused, Ye Feng entered an ethereal state.

At this time, Ye Feng's observation of the outside world did not rely on the naked eye at all, but relied on mental power.

Ye Feng's mental power continued to radiate out, and the detected information returned to Ye Feng's mind.

Now Ye Feng's mind seems to be live broadcasting every scene of the outside world.

The only difference is that Meng Jun on the ring is no longer surrounded by countless fists, but only one fist.

Because no matter how many fist shadows there are, they are only illusions, not reality.

A very great benefit of mental observation is that it can eliminate the false and retain the true, eliminate the illusory and leave the real.

Just when Meng Jun's punch was about to hit Ye Feng.

Guan Xiaoshan was already bursting with joy at this time, but he couldn't hold it back because of the people present.

Suddenly Ye Feng opened his eyes, and the next second, Ye Feng's expression turned serious.

The three Qi meridians in the body continuously circulated Qi to his right hand, and then Ye Feng punched a very inconspicuous fist shadow near the edge that was about to disappear.

There was only a dull sound, and the shadows of fists that filled the field suddenly disappeared.

Meng Jun's body flew out like a kite with its string broken.

Before he landed on the ground, Ye Feng jumped up, coming first, and suddenly appeared beside Meng Jun.

Meng Jun was shocked, but in the current situation, he was still in mid-air and had no way to change direction.

I just heard Ye Feng whisper in Meng Jun's ear: "Senior Meng, I'm offended!"

As he said that, Ye Feng grabbed Meng Jun's collar and lifted him up before Meng Jun was about to land.

Then he punched Meng Jun in the chest.

But what surprised Meng Jun was that the severe pain he imagined did not come, but a very gentle force.

The next second, Ye Feng very secretly picked up Meng Jun's hand and printed it on his chest.

This move made Meng Jun unable to react for a moment.

After receiving Meng Jun's palm, Ye Feng kept retreating, as if in great pain, and even spit out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, Meng Jun also faded lightly off the ring.

Others may not be able to understand this scene, but how could Lu Zhenhua not see it.

This is clearly Ye Feng trying to save Meng Jun's face.

Lu Zhenhua tilted his head and said happily to Gu Changtian: "Old squad leader! You have found a good grandson-in-law!"

Gu Changtian didn't know the twists and turns, and thought Lu Zhenhua was just praising Ye Feng's strength.

He raised his head proudly and said, "That's right! You don't even know whose grandson-in-law he is!"

At this time, Ye Feng covered his chest, weakly hugged Meng Jun in the audience, and said, "Thank you, Senior Meng, for showing mercy!"

If Meng Jun didn't know Ye Feng's intentions at this time, then all these years would have been wasted.

Meng Jun glanced at Ye Feng with a grateful expression, and Meng Jun hugged his fists in return.

But at this time, Guan Xiaoshan's expression changed. He didn't expect that everything would turn around so quickly.

Seeing that Ye Feng was about to die on the spot, why did the situation suddenly change and Meng Jun fell off the stage?

But without giving everyone a chance to think too much, Lu Zhenhua walked onto the ring.

After looking around at everyone, he stayed on Ye Feng for a long time.

Then, Lu Zhenhua announced loudly: "According to the rules, Ye Feng defeated Meng Jun, and the challenge order was successfully activated!"
Chapter completed!