Chapter 242: One pick six

Wu Zhanyun sighed and said, "Oh, our Sword Sect has lacked talents over the years. Even if we participate in the Xiaoxian Association, we can't find a decent disciple. Even if Ye Feng wins the leader, he will never be a rival to Han Xuanzi!"

"First game in the second round, Feiyangfeng Ye Feng won!"

A thick voice came from the high part of the stands. Several disciples entered the venue and lifted Wan Yan, who was seriously injured. At the height of the mountain, a bright red flag slowly fell down!

The best magic weapon was taken away and the heart of melting fire was destroyed. This was something that everyone had never expected. What was even more unexpected was that what was done was a righteous boy from a half year ago or a physical training period! For a moment, Ye Feng's sense of mystery in everyone's eyes increased greatly!

"The second game of the second round, Duan Liangsheng of Lingjian Peak faces Liu Zhinan of Guiyuan Peak!" The elder's deep voice came from the high platform.

Ye Feng was stunned and felt very unhappy. The fighting ** in his heart had just been hooked up. Just as he was about to show his strength, his opponent was beaten down. It was like this in two consecutive games. It felt very unhappy to fight like this. Moreover, the medicine he swallowed [Demon-Sealing Demon Pill] was only effective for three hours. I am afraid that it will be invalid until the finals come. Once the martial arts are used, in front of so many people, it is very likely that the demonic energy in his body will be exposed, and the consequences are very serious!

Thinking of this, Ye Feng turned around and bowed to the elders on the high platform and said, "Disciple Ye Feng, I have something to report to the Immortal Master of the Sect and all the elders!"

The figure in the colorful glow at the highest point nodded slightly, and the elder next to him turned around and said, "What's the matter? Tell me!"

"The boy wants to participate in the finals directly, so as not to end the game one after another!"

"What do you mean?"

"According to the boy's opinion, the Qifeng Sword Fighting is a competition for strength. It's boring to continue like this. Since I have entered the finals, I want to apply to play with the two of them in the second game at the same time, and determine the winner in one game, so as not to waste time!"

"Hard work? You..."

"What the boy means is that I challenge them alone. If I can win, I will naturally be the leader. If I lose, it will not be too late for them to decide the outcome!"

As soon as these words came, there was an uproar in the stands, and then there were bursts of ridicule!

Several elders laughed and said, "This kid really dares to say that he actually made such a request. It is not certain whether he can win the final leader. He actually has to challenge two more!"

"That's right, Feiyang Peak's disciples have always been arrogant. I didn't expect this kid to be domineering. It's the first time I've heard such a request in the past few years!"

"Hahaha... I want to see what this kid has to do to say such big words!"

The stands around were also crowded with people!

"What did this kid say? He wants to challenge two! Was he sobered up by Senior Brother Wan's heart of smelting fire?"

"That's right, Liu Zhinan and Duan Liangsheng are both top-level cultivators in the Golden Body Stage, especially Liu Zhinan, except for the qualifications, does not need Senior Brother Wan, and his strength is almost comparable to Senior Brother Wan. Even if Ye Feng beat Senior Brother Wan, he would not be the opponent of two Golden Body Stage disciples. He is really arrogant!"

Liu Zhinan, who had just walked into the field, clapped and applauded after hearing Ye Feng's words. He ignored the ridicule of everyone, ran to Ye Feng excitedly and said with a smile: "Your idea is good. I just saw that you didn't seem to have played your full strength in the game. If you can challenge us both, I can also see your true strength!"

Duan Liangsheng, who was standing beside him, snorting, said with disdain: "Don't think that if you win Wan Yan, you don't know that the sky is so high and the earth is so thick that you want to challenge us? You really don't know how to live or die!"

Ye Feng glanced sharply around and said coldly: "It seems that everyone thinks there are too few people. It's better to let the eliminated disciples just now come together. Humph, everyone should be satisfied if this happens, right?"

"Crazy! This kid is really crazy! If you add those eliminated disciples, this kid will have to pick six! No matter how powerful this kid is, if six true disciples come together, you will be seriously injured in the blink of an eye!"

"I really don't understand what this kid is thinking? Even if he beat Senior Brother Wan, he wouldn't be so excited, right?"

Wu Ning sat in the stands, staring at Ye Feng with a puzzled look on his face, thinking to himself: What exactly is this kid going to do? He actually made such a request. Has his cultivation really broken through the law condensation period?

Several elders of Feiyang Peak also looked at each other: "What's this guy doing? If you fight alone, you might win the leader and win glory for us Feiyang Peak. But this guy suddenly took the initiative to propose such conditions! He was simply joking about the honor of our Feiyang Peak!"

"Yes! No one has ever made such a request in the Qifeng Sword Fighting in the past. What exactly is this kid doing?"

Elder Yuan also looked worried, and couldn't help but look at Luo Yunfei on the high side of the stands, but saw Luo Yunfei stroking his beard and sitting there calmly, without any expression!

The conditions proposed by Ye Feng have never been in the previous Seven Peaks Fighting Swords, and several great elders and the sect leader gathered together to discuss.

"Zhengmaster Luo, is your personal disciple fine? How could he make such a request?"

"Yes, it's too much for someone to beat one, but this kid actually has to challenge six!"

Luo Yunfei stroked his beard and said slowly: "Anyway, the Seven Peaks Fighting Sword is a meeting where true disciples from each peak compete with each other. The purpose is to select outstanding disciples so that they can train them well in the future. According to me, there is nothing wrong with the conditions proposed by Ye Feng. The sect does not stipulate that only one person can be challenged during the competition. If you win, it means that this kid is asking the disciples we want to train. If you lose, it doesn't matter. At least it proves that my disciples have this courage!"

The other sect leaders thought Luo Yunfei would object to this matter for his disciples, but they did not expect that Luo Yunfei agreed happily. The few of them looked at each other and couldn't understand Luo Yunfei's intention!

Luo Yunfei smiled slightly and thought to himself: You old guys, how could you understand what I mean? With Ye Feng's strength, let alone challenging six, even sixty disciples in the Golden Body Stage may not be his opponent. Our Feiyang Peak's chance to show our face has finally arrived!

Wan Yan of Shenwu Peak lost to Ye Feng, and the sect leader Taoist Yunfeng was even more resentful, wishing everyone could join forces to teach Ye Feng a lesson. After hearing Luo Yunfei said this, he nodded and said, "Since Ye Feng made such a request, it seems that he is still a bit powerful. We old guys have never seen such a game before. As a master, Sect Master Luo agreed. Why don't we take this opportunity to see it carefully!"

The elder in charge of the competition just coughed lightly, but the voice was thick and loud, and the noisy field suddenly became quiet.

"Are you sure you want to challenge the disciples of the other Six Peaks at the same time?" the elder asked with a serious face.

Ye Feng bowed and said, "The Qifeng Sword Fighting is a competition for strength. If you fight a few, you will fight. If possible, it doesn't matter if you add a few more!"

"Hmph, you guys are so big!" Another elder suddenly said loudly: "Who do you think you are? How dare you say such arrogant words? This is the seven-peak sword fighting of the Sword Sect of the Heaven-Defying Sword! It's not the usual fight between you and others!"

"Yes, yes, Feiyang Peak's seven peaks fighting swords in more than a dozen worlds are at the bottom. This time I finally reached the final, but this kid made such a request! If you want to compete for Feiyang Peak, you don't need to be like this! Maybe you will be beaten to death!"

"This kid is so arrogant! Why do you dare to challenge the disciples of Liufeng at the same time? Could it be that he won Wan Yan with him? Humph, what a joke!"

Ye Feng could hear every word clearly, and glanced at the few elders who were talking disdainfully, and suddenly burst into laughter!

"Hahaha...why?!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Feng clenched his fists suddenly, and the true energy in his body burst out instantly! The invisible force that had been suppressing in his spirit spread throughout his body like a rushing river. A strong aura erupted from his body and spread around. In a blink of an eye, the whole person floated up!

"Ah!" Everyone in the stands exclaimed incredible amaze!

"What! Flying out of thin air! Difficult... Could it be..." Several elders from the high side of the stands stood up in a flash!

"How is this possible! How is this...this is possible!" In addition to Luo Yunfei, the six sect leaders of the other peaks were also shocked and stood up one after another!

"What's going on?"

"Impossible! How could this kid do it!"

Tens of thousands of people in the battle arena looked up at Ye Feng floating in the air at the same time. Everyone's heartbeat was twice as fast as usual! Everyone understood that "flying out of thin air" can only be achieved in the cultivation stage of the Condensation Period!

Ye Feng floated in the air, with the complicated eyes of the recipient, and his purple robe fluttered in the wind, and his handsome and upright figure further demonstrated his free and unrestrained temperament!

Ye Feng's spiritual power had been completely opened, and his breath was surging from his body, and his magic power was surging! A stream of thick air flow gushed out from his body, like surging waves rolling around. The powerful invisible power was enough to suffocate!

Condensing Qi into a method! Flying out of thin air!

Wu Ning in the stands was already dumbfounded, staring at Ye Feng without blinking, and only incomparable surprise was left in his heart: What Sun Zhengyang said is true! This kid has really broken through the "Condensation Period"! How is this possible! Impossible! A month ago, this kid was still in the golden body level, how could it be in such a short time... it is impossible! Absolutely impossible!
Chapter completed!