Chapter 193 Ghostly Brushwork

After Hongyue and the others left, the restrictions in the cave also disappeared. Ye Feng sensed the situation outside the cave with his spiritual sense, and frowned slightly.

A dozen powerful auras descended suddenly, seeming to be slightly hostile. Ye Feng smiled wryly, "It is estimated that Hongyue entered his cave, and these true disciples showed hostility."

Ye Feng's guess was right, many true disciples were ruthlessly rejected in pursuit of Miss Hongyue, but now, Hongyue committed herself to come to Ye Feng's cave, making these true disciples unable to sit still, wanting to find out.

Ignoring the disciples outside, since they couldn't come in to look for trouble anyway, Ye Feng sat down cross-legged, immersed in his mind, watching the dark beads in the yin dantian, exuding a cold breath.

Yin Zhenqi was slowly mobilized along the silver thread, and appeared on Ye Feng's palm, exuding a cold mist.

"It's so cold!"

Ye Feng felt that the temperature in the entire cave suddenly dropped, and his whole body shivered, infected by this cloudy energy.

"laugh!"

The zhenqi in the palm of the hand turned into a sword of qi, flew out and pierced the wall of the cave, and Ye Feng was amazed by the next scene, the wall of the cave that was stabbed was actually frozen, and crystals formed on the stones, one by one fall down.

"What a strong ice qi!"

"If this is shot on a human body, wouldn't it be frozen!"

Just imagine, if such cold qi hits the human body, it will definitely cause short-term stiffness and make people lose the ability to move instantly. If a master fights, a slight mistake will be a fatal blow.

"Okay, okay, there is another attack method!"

Ye Feng secretly liked that there are more and more means of attacking now, which means that he can make more adjustments when he encounters opponents in the future.

After getting used to Yin Zhen Qi, Ye Feng took it back into his dantian and stored it in the black bead, which can be mobilized at any time. The next step is to recover the Yin Zhen Qi and prepare for tomorrow's battle in the strongest form.

** Time passed quickly, and a new day began again.

This time Ye Feng did not come to the martial arts training ground, but directly rushed towards Xuanwang Peak. It took a long time for Ye Feng to arrive at Xuanwang Peak, and a large number of people began to gather.

After waiting more than ten breaths,

The high level of the academy descended again and landed in the middle area of ​​Xuanwang Peak. Following the order of Elder Hunyuan, everyone continued to draw lots. There were still fifty rings, and one hundred people participated in the competition each time.

Ye Feng was still in the first round, and this time it was No. 8. He turned around and landed on the No. 8 ring. Because of the reason he fought Meng Kui last time, many disciples looked at Ye Feng.

"Brother please!"

Ye Feng's opponent was a young man in his twenties, with a slightly thin figure, who was very polite and punched Ye Feng.

"Please!"

Ye Feng also made a gesture of invitation, the two sides expressed friendship, it seems that the young man has no malicious intentions.

Without saying too much, the young man punched Ye Feng, intending to strike first, because Ye Feng's strength is obvious to all, even Meng Kui is not an opponent, and it is difficult for ordinary disciples to hurt Ye Feng.

With a flying shot of true energy, Ye Feng did not move, and punched and counterattacked. The young man felt a gust of wind blowing towards him, and his body involuntarily fell towards the bottom of the ring.

"Concession!"

Ye Feng didn't speak too much. After defeating his opponent, he fell back to his own area. The young man who was knocked into the air didn't even know what was going on. He was thrown off the ring by the strong wind, and he still looked at Ye Feng with grateful eyes. It seemed that Ye Feng's subordinates Show mercy, just sweep him down.

The first round of Huolongfeng also played, it was not very unfortunate, the opponent was too strong, the two fought a hundred moves, Huolongfeng was still defeated, and was out of the game helplessly.

Soon the second round started, Ye Feng glanced at the fifty arenas, and finally landed on the fifteenth arena, his eyes narrowed, and he stared closely at one of the disciples.

"Senior Brother Luo, it is said that you are a formation genius who has not been seen in the academy for a thousand years. It is really an honor for the younger brother to have the honor to fight today!"

Ye Feng's eyes were locked on this brother Luo. Yesterday Hongyue reminded him to be careful of this Luo Yifeng, Ye Feng only paid extra attention today.

"That's for the face of the brothers. It doesn't matter whether you are a genius or not. The important thing is to have a fearless heart to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts!"

Luo Yifeng said slowly.

Ye Feng nodded, this Luo Yifeng is really not simple, not only the formation method surpasses his predecessors, but also has deep attainments in the martial arts, especially this explanation, others do not know, Ye Feng is very clear, to pursue martial arts, you must have a Fearless.

"Even though the younger brother knows that he is not the opponent of the senior brother Luo, he still wants to experience the colorful formation of the senior brother!"

This disciple is very self-aware, knowing that he is not Luo Yifeng's opponent.

The seven-color chain formation is Luo Yifeng's famous formation. Since he practiced it, no one has broken it. It is said that there is only one core disciple who broke through six of them. He still couldn't get out of the last one and lost to Luo Yifeng.

"When it's time to cast the formation, I will naturally cast it!"

Luo Yifeng didn't intend to use the formation, the match had just started, and the opponent was not very strong, so it was impossible to reveal the secret of the formation so early.

The young man didn't force it, he struck first, and swept his sword towards Luo Yifeng, pulling out more than a dozen sword flowers, his sword skills were very good.

Luo Yifeng's weapon is a judge pen, which is very strange. Generally, a pair of judge pens are used, but Luo Yifeng actually has one. What is even more weird is that this judge pen has two points, and the pen holder is one , making people unpredictable.

It's not so much a judge's pen, it's more like a fork, but how can there be such a big fork, the tip of the pen breaks the sword flower of the long sword, one flips, the blade deflects, Luo Yifeng's judge's pen actually stretches and shrinks , blocked all the way out of this young man, so he had to avoid it.

At the moment when the young man evaded, the judge's pen shot obliquely again, like a spirit snake spitting out a message. The young man had no place to hide, his body retreated repeatedly, and finally fell under the ring. He couldn't figure out why his sword skills failed .

"What a weird way of writing!"

Ye Feng finally understood why Hongyue wanted to make herself be careful of Luo Yifeng. With his set of brushwork, he was able to break into the top ten, and there was also a seven-color chain formation that he hadn't shot yet.

"I didn't expect Brother Luo's Guisha brushwork to be cultivated to such a level, it seems to have surpassed the Dzogchen realm!"

Already some disciples started pointing and exclaiming, attracted by Luo Yifeng's brushwork.

"That's right! This time, the array view was brilliant. Last year, I was at the bottom. I didn't expect Luo Yifeng to appear in the sky last year. No one can match the formation method. Even in the array view, he is a genius who does not appear in a thousand years. For martial arts His cultivation is no weaker than other disciples, and I think he may even win the championship this year."

Another disciple said with surprise.

"I don't think so. This year's championship might be won by Senior Brother Ding. Although Luo Yifeng is powerful, he is still at the Innate Realm after all. Senior Brother Ding is already at the Real Martial Realm!"

There are also people who disagree, thinking that Ding Buhui from Tianxing Academy can win the championship.

"What kind of person is he? I guess it must be Yue Wuhen, who is in the sky. Don't think that senior brother Yue is not as high as Xu Qingfeng. Yue Wuhen's opponent!"

A disciple of Yizhongtian said complacently, after all, in terms of overall ranking, Yizhongtian ranked first.

"I think Ye Feng from Xuan Yuanyuan also has the strength to win the championship. If there is nothing else, it is estimated that the championship will be produced by these people."

Some people think that Ye Feng has the strength to win the championship, but they are not optimistic.

Although Ye Feng has been gaining momentum recently, after all, he has only joined the academy not long ago, and these disciples are deeply entrenched, and they joined the academy very early. In terms of background, they are definitely stronger than Ye Feng.

Everyone was talking to each other, guessing with each other to see who would win the championship, and some even started to bet on who would be the champion.

People began to place bets in every area, even the Xuanyuan Courtyard, but the amount of bets was not very large, Ye Feng was not interested, they were just looking for fun.

When Luo Yifeng returned to the viewing area, he couldn't see any fluctuations in his expression, as if winning a game couldn't arouse his interest. Such a person is too scary, with a calm mind and strong strength, he is almost invulnerable.

The third round will soon begin, and this time several powerful disciples will appear again.

The big brother Fang Hanzhuo from Wenxing Academy, Ye Wuyou from Wukui Academy, Wang Anguo from Luohan Hall, and Leng Xue from Danguan all came on stage one by one, causing many disciples to scream. Famous side, playing at the same time at this time, don't know whose game to watch.

Ye Feng locked his eyes on Fang Hanzhuo of Wenxing Academy, Wenxing Academy ranked high, and from the perspective of overall strength, Fang Hanzhuo's strength was slightly higher.

The battle started in an instant, and it was no accident. These senior brothers all defeated their opponents with one move. Ye Feng looked dull and couldn't see their bottom line clearly. It seemed that if he wanted to know their strength, he would have to wait until the next round.

As the match progressed, the rest were masters, and the battle became more and more intense.

The fourth round started again. This time, Ding Buhui from Tianxing Academy, He Zijing from Weiwu Hall, Gui Ming from Shura Hall, Qi Ruomei from Black and White Hall, Qiguan Kuangdao, and Tiguan Jinkui all played one by one. Xu Qingfeng is in the final round.

This time Ye Feng set his eyes on Qi Ruomei, and found that Qi Ruomei returned to a cold expression.

When encountering the big brothers and sisters of the various halls, those disciples could only shake their heads and smile wryly, and within a single round, they were mercilessly swept out.

The fifth round continued, only less than half of the arena was lit up, and Ye Feng locked onto Xu Qingfeng. This disciple seemed to be slightly stronger than Ding Buhui. It seemed that Yi Zhongtian really had a lot of talents.

The whole group rested for half an hour to prepare for the next round of competition. After five rounds, there were less than 500 disciples left, about 480, and a new round of lottery was held.

It was very strange that it was difficult for powerful disciples to collide with each other. Ye Feng began to suspect that there must be something strange in this lottery cage.

I don't know if it was intentional, but this time Ye Feng was still drawn to the first round, and he was the first to play, which was extremely weird.