Chapter 340 Arena Battle

In the dream, Ye Feng is the master, and all the changes in the rules are within his thoughts. Even, Ye Feng can use the power of the dream to create a dream that is suitable for cultivation. Ye Feng can cultivate in the dream to suit himself. Attributes of martial arts and martial arts.

At the same time, while comprehending the power of dreams, Ye Feng also did some research on the divine runes of this fantasy formation. He found that the way of divine runes itself incorporates too many attribute powers.

It can evolve into a variety of forms, and the dream god pattern is one of them. The power of heaven and earth is gathered through the god pattern to evolve the attributes of the dream.

With Ye Feng's comprehension of the Way of the Divine Runes, it is easy to fully understand this set of Divine Runes.

"Now that I have basically mastered all the attributes of the power of dreams, it's time to go out."

A satisfied smile appeared on Ye Feng's face. Unexpectedly, a dream trip brought him a harvest.

"Ye Feng is out of action, he will be eliminated! Still want to welcome the princess?"

A strong man jokingly opened his mouth. Some people with prejudice against Ye Feng showed disdain on their faces.

"Ye Feng is only famous in Zhao country, what can he count in the entire Qingyun domain?"

Another strong man said jokingly.

"Hey!"

In the main stand, Zhao Guojun sighed helplessly, and lost confidence in Ye Feng's promotion.

Zhao Xinyi also showed a worried look, and said secretly in her heart: "Is Ye Feng really going to be eliminated?"

"Wake up! Someone woke up again!"

At this moment, another voice came out from the crowd, which immediately attracted the attention of many people. Amidst the remaining unawakened crowd, a young figure slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of deep eyes released a dazzling light.

"It turned out to be him, Ye Feng! Ye Feng actually woke up at this time! It's incredible!"

At this moment, many people's eyes fell on Ye Feng, and their eyes were full of unbelievable lustre.

"The twentieth awakened powerhouse, this Ye Feng is really lucky!"

Seeing that Ye Feng woke up in the last one, many people thought Ye Feng was lucky.

Even the king of Zhao State thought so.

Seeing Ye Feng wake up, Zhao Xinyi's beautiful eyes showed a touching smile, Ye Feng did not disappoint her.

"Just catch the last train!"

Ye Feng didn't have too many requirements for his performance in this round. After all, what really determines the ranking depends on the performance in the final round.

"Twenty people are enough, this round of competition is over!"

After Ye Feng woke up from the fantasy formation, the minister in charge on the main stand got up from his seat and spoke aloud to the people below.

As soon as the words of the minister in charge fell, the four strong guards who were guarding around the crowd participating in the competition played several tricks one after another and descended on the fantasy formation.

Immediately, the runes on the fantasy formation quickly surged, and strange lights flashed, and the whole formation became extremely unstable.

Those powerhouses who were still immersed in the dream seemed to feel the throbbing of the great formation, and they all woke up from the dream with a blank look on their faces.

When they saw that twenty people were the first to wake up from the big formation, a look of loss appeared on the faces of these people.

However, they also had to accept this reality. They were eliminated.

It is also the supreme arrogance, and there are strong and weak points.

"Trash! I didn't expect you to be lucky enough to make the cut. Then, in the next round of competition, your life will not belong to you!"

When Ye Feng walked off the stage, Huang Yanming said coldly to Ye Feng.

"If you want to kill me, you have to have that ability. Don't forget, there are many people in your city of the sky who want to kill me, but none of them have succeeded, and they all died in my hands."

Ye Feng sneered at Huang Yanming, ignoring the opponent's provocation at all, sarcastically, and walked directly past the opponent.

Huang Yanming's face turned ashen with anger, how could he forget about the city in the sky, it was a shame for his city in the sky!

The main purpose of his visit this time was to kill Ye Feng. In the last round of the competition, Huang Yanming would definitely kill Ye Feng with Qin Shou.

The second round of the test was over, and the minister in charge ordered a half-hour break. Ye Feng didn't waste time, just sat cross-legged and began to consolidate the power of dreams.

Soon, half an hour passed, and the presiding minister announced the start of the third round of competitions, and this round of competitions would also determine the final ownership of the consort.

"The third round of the competition is about your real combat power. You will choose your opponent by drawing lots. The winner will advance, and the loser will be eliminated. The rules are simple and direct, and it can best test the true strength of your cultivation. It's my consort of the Zhao Kingdom's royal family!"

The presiding minister spoke loudly to the remaining twenty people, and his voice seemed to be filled with endless temptation, making those people high-spirited. There seemed to be a terrifying war intent burning in his eyes.

The following draws lots, and two people who draw the same lot are the opponents of each other.

Soon, twenty people came to the stage to draw lots.

Ye Feng's opponent is Liu Gang, a genius of the Liang Guoliu family who just woke up before him from the dream formation.

"It's really lucky, I actually got the weakest one among the twenty people. It seems that God is the same. I Liu Gang advanced to the next round!"

When Liu Gang saw that he and Ye Feng had drawn the same lottery, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a smug look appeared on his face instantly. He thought he was simply too lucky.

Among the 20 people present, Liu Gang had no certainty of winning against anyone, and even some of them could not protect himself.

Only Ye Feng, Liu Gang had full confidence to defeat Ye Feng. You must know that he is a powerhouse at the peak of the eighth level of Zhenwu, and it is not easy to defeat a person of the third level of Zhenwu.

"The first round of draws is over, and ten groups of people can fight on the battlefield at the same time. Let's start now!"

The voice of the minister in charge came over again, and after hearing his words, the eyes of the crowd froze slightly.

Ten groups fighting at the same time can save a lot of time. After a round of battles, half of the people will be eliminated.

Sikongxuan, Wei Zhentian, Huang Yanming, Liang Bupo and the other four also drew their own opponents, and all of them went to battle.

Sikong Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, his white robe moving with the wind, and he looked extremely unrestrained. His opponent was an eighth-level Zhenwu powerhouse from the great sect of the Chen country. Powerful.

"I surrender!"

However, even so, facing Sikong Xuan, that person didn't even have the courage to fight, and he just conceded defeat.

Perhaps, he knew that the gap between him and Sikong Xuan was not only a star and a half, and admitting defeat was the best choice.

Sikongxuan's body just stood there, and he just glanced at the young man lightly from beginning to end, not paying attention to the other party at all.

In the field, only Sikong Xuan had such a treatment to advance without a fight. The opponents of Wei Zhentian, Huang Yanming, Liang Bupo and others chose to fight one after another.

Wei Zhentian was so furious that he and Sikongxuan should be equal in strength. Why, he Sikongxuan could enjoy the promotion without a fight, but Wei Zhentian couldn't?

Therefore, Wei Zhentian didn't keep any hands, and he eliminated his opponent within three moves, making the opponent pay the price of despising him.

Besides, Huang Yanming and Liang Bupo both resolved the battle within three moves. Extremely powerful, the crowd marveled at the strength of these two.

"The third level of true martial arts, do you admit defeat yourself, or let me solve you with one move?"

In one position on the battle stage, Ye Feng and Liu Gang stood opposite each other. Liu Gang joked to Ye Feng who was facing him. His words were direct and domineering. In Liu Gang's opinion, with his strength, he would face low-level people like Ye Feng. Should be so domineering.

"Ye Feng and Liu Gang were drawn together. They were the last two people to wake up from the formation in the second round of the fantasy formation. However, Liu Gang's cultivation has reached the peak of the eighth level of true martial arts, which is much higher than Ye Feng's. Out of the five realms, there should be no suspense in the battle, Ye Fengfeng was crushed by Liu Gang!"

Many people were paying attention to the movements of Ye Feng and Liu Gang, and some people started guessing.

And his guess is not unreasonable. Among the twenty people, only Ye Feng's cultivation base has not exceeded the fifth level of Zhenwu, and the rest of the nineteen are all strong people above the eighth level of Zhenwu.

Ye Feng was already very lucky to have come this far.

"I think it's better for Ye Feng to imitate Sikongxuan's opponent and just admit defeat. Otherwise, he won't be able to get good fruit in Liu Gang's hands."

A strong man said, not because he looked down on Ye Feng, but because the difference in cultivation between Ye Feng and Liu Gang was too great, he had never seen a person of the third level of true martial arts who dared to be at the peak of the eighth level of true martial arts. counterbalanced.

"One move to solve me? I really want to know, where did you get such a big tone?"

Ye Feng looked at Liu Gang with a sneer and said indifferently. His eyes were full of contempt.

"I don't know how to live or die! This is the first time I, Liu Gang, have seen a guy like you who has only the third level of true martial arts, and is so arrogant!"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Liu Gang's eyes were particularly cold, and he said, "If that's the case, then you should pay the price for what you said!"

Saying that, Liu Gang's aura bloomed violently, and above his body, a layer of fighting light rose up, releasing the endless power of fighting.

He roared and punched out, and the huge boxing shadow instantly enveloped the entire space. The power of one punch was enough to destroy the body of an ordinary ninth-level real martial artist!

"Pailing Palm!"

Ye Feng was too lazy to say nonsense to the other party, so he shot it with a palm, the terrifying force of the mountains surged in the palm of his hand, and lines of lines were engraved on the surface of the palm print, and the terrifying attributes of the spear were integrated into it, and under a single blow , the strength exceeds 300,000 catties!

"Boom!"

At this moment, I only heard a shocking sound that pierced the world, the palm print and the fist collided together, and the power of destruction spread in the void.

Ye Feng's body didn't move like a mountain, but Liu Gang let out a scream, and flew out, his body was still in the air, and he made a piercing scream.

He fell on the battle platform thirty feet away and vomited blood!