Chapter 74 Challenge
On this day, Diancangtai was once again crowded, and even nine of the top ten masters of the academy came.
Except for Liuyun, the first master of the academy, who had not arrived, the other nine people stood under the Diancang stage.
"Ye Fei, Zhao Lin faced the challenge." Zhao Lin is the son of the Zhao family's fourth-level emperor. Although he is the weakest among the Zhao family's children, he is not comparable to that of the second-level emperor of the Death.
"Please." Ye Fei was still standing on the stage empty-handed. He had never used weapons in his challenge these days.
"You still don't use weapons?" Zhao Lin asked calmly.
Ye Fei once said that no one in his class is qualified to use weapons. When facing the Third Death Heaven, he still did not use weapons.
Could it be that he is still so arrogant when facing his own fourth-level death?
"As long as you can take my ten punches, I will use weapons, otherwise I won't have to worry about it." Ye Fei originally used combat to refine his body, so of course it was impossible to use weapons.
After hearing this, Zhao Lin was calm on the surface, but was extremely angry in his heart. He was even more despised by the second level.
"Since that's the case, I'll fight you empty-handed. My weapon is an attack magic weapon, which is too powerful. If you compete and compete, you may hurt your life." Zhao Lin was taken by Ye Fei's words.
Ye Fei faced with his hands. If he used the magic weapon to face him, his face would be unconscious.
Ye Fei looked at him in surprise, thinking that he had met an honest man. Since this is the case, he should take action lightly in a while.
With this idea, Ye Fei's moves were not as violent as before when facing the Third Death Heaven.
The two of them went back and forth, but they even fought for thirty punches.
Ye Fei has not used his spiritual power, but Zhao Jin has already tried his best.
Others couldn't see it, but Zhao Jin, as the person involved, knew clearly that Ye Fei had been fighting him with his physical strength.
"I lost." After ten punches against each other, Zhao Jin took a few steps back and stopped, his face calm, without joy or sorrow.
Ye Fei was angry before and looked down on him, but now he no longer felt that way.
After fighting for forty consecutive punches, his spiritual power was already bottomed out, but Ye Fei did not use any spiritual power and only used his physical strength to fight him.
If Ye Fei uses his spiritual power, how many punches can he take?
Perhaps it is as Ye Fei said, he can't even catch ten fists.
Of course, this is just a martial arts competition, not a life-and-death battle. Zhao Lin is a kind person at heart. He has no martial arts skills or magic weapons.
He was also the first person to escape unsuccessfully when he competed with Ye Fei.
Although Zhao Lin admitted defeat and Ye Fei won, the students watching the game couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
In their eyes, Ye Fei's victory was not surprising, but Zhao Jin was able to escape unscathed, which surprised them a little.
"After all, I'm inferior to Senior Liuyun." The senior students who watched the game were already comparing Ye Fei and Liuyun.
"How can he be compared with Senior Liuyun? Senior Liuyun is a super monster who can fight above the fifth level. There are very few people in the entire cultivation world who can compete with Senior Liuyun." Some students sneered.
"How do you know that junior Ye Fei doesn't have that strength? He has never used a weapon yet." Someone retorted.
"Maybe he did this on purpose, maybe he is good at fists?"
"Classmate, are you here to make fun of it? What martial arts are used by fists? I have watched Ye Fei's battle every time. He has never used martial arts at all. He relies on pure strength and speed to win. You don't think Ye Fei can't even have martial arts, right?"
"That can't be compared with Senior Liuyun." The student who was criticized said dissatisfied.
"No one said he could compete with Senior Liuyun, but the entire Canglan Academy is just as Ye Fei as the level of demonic senior Liuyun."
"I agree with this."
While the spectators were talking, the second challenger came on stage.
By observing the battle between Ye Fei and Zhao Lin, he already had a scheming in his mind.
He believed that the reason why Zhao Lin lost was because he was too arrogant and did not use weapons, and even had no martial arts skills from beginning to end. He just foolishly fought with Ye Fei.
In his opinion, Ye Fei should have practiced martial arts to strengthen his body, which made his fist power unexpectedly powerful.
Most people will not practice this kind of martial arts because their body is too strong. If the spiritual power level cannot keep up, it will consume its own vitality to maintain its vitality.
The cultivators who practice and strengthen physical martial arts are all those with extremely evil talents.
Their spiritual power realm has improved too quickly, resulting in the physical strength not meeting the requirements, so that they can practice the body to strengthen their physical body.
Generally, such people have more than several times the strength of pure physical strength than that of those of the same level of immortal cultivators.
He admitted that Ye Fei was a more evil cultivator, and he believed that his physical strength reached the fourth level of the Death and even higher.
But he would not agree that he could win by fighting with his physical strength over two levels.
Of course, he would not be foolish in fighting with Ye Fei with his fist as Zhao Lin. This is purely a way to defeat him based on his own shortcomings and his strengths.
"Zhang Sheng responded to the challenge and told you in advance that the martial arts I practiced are sword drawing, so no matter whether you use weapons or not, no matter what weapons you use, my weapons are swords? This will not change." Zhang Sheng expressed his intention as soon as he came up, thinking that if you continue to be empty-handed, don't think I will give up my weapons.
"Sword drawing? I have encountered two during this period. Sword drawing is a relatively powerful martial art. I hope my senior can give me a little surprise." Ye Fei said indifferently. During this period, he challenged many students, and the martial arts that could catch his eye were just a little bit like this sword drawing.
However, this kind of martial arts requires too high speed. The speed of the two people was crushed by him before and could not exert the power of sword drawing.
"You will be surprised." Zhang Sheng's mouth raised, and his momentum continued to accumulate.
Ye Fei allowed him to accumulate momentum without any intention of attacking in advance.
A glimmer flashed in Zhang Sheng's eyes. The sword drawing technique was the most important in the early stage to reserve momentum. A real strong man could instantly condense his momentum to the peak state.
The two people Ye Fei met before had not even achieved the ability to condense his momentum.
Therefore, it is only considered as the shape of sword drawing, but lacks various charms.
Zhang Sheng naturally did not have the ability to gather momentum in an instant. He had thought that Ye Fei would interrupt his aura, so he secretly borrowed a defensive magic weapon from the high-level children of the family from the beginning.
If Ye Fei attacks before his momentum condenses and forms, he will activate this defensive magic weapon to temporarily block Ye Fei's attack.
Who knew that Ye Fei actually asked Dajing to wait for him to gather momentum. Since that's the case, then just decide the outcome with one move.
Zhang Sheng held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, his eyes were stern, and his aura gradually reached its peak.
Ye Fei felt that the energy was locked by Zhang Sheng, and he felt that a danger was approaching.
A flash of light, Zhang Sheng drew his sword and came out. His sword instantly appeared in front of Ye Fei's eyes. The tip of the sword pointed at Ye Fei's throat.
If this sword is stabbed, he will not be as simple as being injured, but will lose his life directly.
Chapter completed!