Chapter 492

Ye Feng is also a teenager at heart, and with the gathering of geniuses, he also wants to go out and have a look, observe the genius disciples in the northern snowfield, and get to know each other better.

After receiving the instructions from the Great Elder, the three of them quickly stood up and walked outside, only to find that the other two tents had already been emptied, and they went to a huge platform not far away.

Hundreds of people gathered together, and many people did not come. These people gathered the top talents from the Southern Region Shenzhou and the Northern Region Snowfield. No one was over the age of twenty-five. As long as they were over this age, they could not participate in the Vientiane Ceremony. Will be rejected by the real dragon.

The platform is so big that hundreds of people don't feel crowded at all, and there is a huge space in the middle, which is probably used for sparring.

"Senior Brother Ye, this time the northern snowfield is aggressive, and I guess it will continue to challenge our southern Shenzhou!"

Zhang Wenqiang did a lot of homework when he came here. He found all the materials of the Vientiane Grand Ceremony in history, and watched them carefully. Basically, there will be such a pre-match match every time.

Ye Feng nodded, and also saw the continuous provocations from the snowfield in the northern region, and several people even pointed at the disciples in the southern region of Shenzhou and issued provocative tones.

"My name is Zhou Ziqiang, and I will be a guide today, but someone is willing to come up and discuss with me!"

In the central area, a thin man walked in, probably in his twenties, and punched all around, hoping to learn from each other.

"Just let me meet you!"

After finishing speaking, a figure flew out, it turned out to be the tenth-ranked song of the Holy Son of Tianling Academy, and it seemed that he planned to take the last chance to hone it.

"Please state your name!"

Zhou Ziqiang clasped his fists and fought before the match. He was only allowed to exchange ideas, not to hurt others, and basic etiquette must be followed.

"Tianling Academy Saint Subtitle!"

The sound of Qu Xiang was like a bell, constantly echoing on Nuoda's platform.

When the words Tianling College appeared, outside the crowd, a girl was wearing a veil with a faint smile on her face.

"Zhou Ziqiang from Xiangyun College!"

The opponent also reported his family background, Ye Feng was taken aback, it seemed that he had seen this Xiangyun Academy before, and he quickly remembered it.

Speaking of Xiangyun College,

It is well-known in the Northern Snowfield, ranking first among the four major academies. This time, it has sent fifteen disciples.

Sure enough, Ye Feng saw a few familiar shadows in the crowd. After seeing Ye Feng, he actually nodded to Ye Feng. It was Yan Ruolan and others that Ye Feng met in Eastern Shenzhou.

Yan Ruolan nodded towards Ye Feng, and soon whispered something to a girl beside her.

Ye Feng's actions also attracted the attention of Leng Bing and Zhang Wenqiang, who looked over there.

"Senior Brother Ye, I have some impressions of that girl. She seems to be the princess of the Duoluo Royal Family in the Northern Snowfield. She is a younger generation in the Northern Snowfield and ranks first. Even Wei Min, who ranks first in Xiangyun Academy, is willing to bow down!"

Zhang Wenqiang introduced Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked over again, and found that Princess Doro's eyes were looking this way, and the four eyes met. Ye Feng nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

Princess Doro gestured slightly.

The battle on the field was quickly decided. Qu Xiang lost with one move, and Zhou Ziqiang won this time.

"Is there anyone who comes up to continue the discussion!"

Zhou Ziqiang's fighting spirit increased greatly, he did not leave the central area, and continued to look for opponents to compete.

After Qu Xiang left, he didn't feel dejected, but felt that he had gained a lot, and benefited a lot from being able to compete with masters.

"I come!"

Another young man came out, and he was also a well-known genius in Southern China, named Hua Zhishang. This man first practiced alone, and was later accepted as a disciple by an expert, showing a little bit of a genius halo.

After a few moves, Zhou Ziqiang was defeated, and Hua Zhishang performed a set of mandarin duck saber techniques, which was very strange and hard to guard against. Zhou Ziqiang lost because he didn't understand the routines of mandarin duck saber techniques.

Hua Zhishang did not continue to choose to challenge, but returned to the original place, sat down cross-legged, and digested the experience from the previous battle.

Soon there were more people on the field. There were challenges from the Southern Region Shenzhou, and there were challenges from the Northern Region Snowfield. Each had their own winners and losers. At the beginning, they were challenged by ordinary genius disciples, and gradually some top masters began to appear.

The challenge lasted for most of the day, and there was no great attraction. Many people already planned to retreat.

"Let me experience the geniuses of Southern China!"

A burly man with a height of more than two meters appeared, walked to the center of the platform with heavy steps, and walked to the direction of Shenzhou.

"Doro Royal God of War, Sikori!"

Someone uttered an exclamation. This man was a member of Doro's royal family. He was known as the God of War, implying that he was militant and won many battles. Especially on the battlefield, he had the title of God of War.

This time, he also represented the Doro royal family and participated in the Vientiane Grand Ceremony.

The surrounding area was completely silent, and no one spoke. It seemed that he was unwilling to fight against Sikeli. In terms of body, no one in Southern China could match him. In terms of realm, Sikeli was infinite and close to the Immortal Martial Realm.

"A group of cowards, no one dares to make a move!"

Sikori's voice was very loud, sending out a shock wave, the sound was like thunder, and it caused many people's eardrums to hurt.

"Presumptuous, let me experience it!"

A man jumped out, wearing Liuligu costumes, probably a disciple of Liuligu. Ye Feng glanced and found that Diewu was also in the crowd. It is estimated that in this year, he has also been promoted to the level of a holy child.

"chatter..."

"You are so small, you are not afraid of being blown up by me!"

Sikori laughed loudly, looking at the man who was half a body shorter than himself, showing disdain.

"Being able to defeat you is enough!"

The body of Liuligu's disciple turned into a long line, and he punched Sikeri's face. The face is the weakness of human beings, and the way this disciple attacked was correct.

"Overreach!"

Sikori waved his giant fist, and a gust of wind blew up on the ground, blowing up waves of dust. Many people couldn't open their eyes and couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

"boom!"

There was only a bang, and a shadow flew out.

"Wow!"

The one who was knocked into the air was the disciple of Liuligu, with an extra fist mark on his body, he was blown away directly, and even the others didn't see clearly, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly shrank, and he narrowed his eyes to look at Xi Keli.

"With this little ability, I dare to come to participate in the Vientiane Ceremony. I think you all of the southern regions of Shenzhou will go back to me. After the Vientiane Ceremony, we only need to participate in the Northern Region Snowfield!"

Xi Keli was so unreasonable and utter nonsense that he actually brought the entire Southern China into it. Many people showed indignation on their faces. Since ancient times, the Vientiane Grand Ceremony has always been attended by the Southern China and the Northern Snowfield. They actually said such a thing.

"Why don't you accept it? If you don't accept it, come up to challenge me and give me a reason for not accepting it. I think you are all cowards. Are you scared out of your wits!"

After Xi Keli finished speaking, there was a series of laughter from the Northern Snowfield, and they began to taunt. They played dozens of games, and the Southern Region Shenzhou won less and lost more.

"Arrogance, let me meet you!"

Zhang Wenqiang couldn't bear it anymore. It was very uncomfortable to be ridiculed. At this moment, there was no conflict between colleges or sects, and there were only two great gods.

"You are not his opponent, and you will be injured in vain if you go up. If you are injured, the Vientiane Ceremony will end early for you!"

Ye Feng held down Zhang Wenqiang and did not let him go up.

"Then what should we do, let Beiyu Xueyuan mock us like this!"

Zhang Wenqiang was very angry. Not to mention the holy sons sent by some second-rate forces, they all chose to be turtles at this time. The two colleges, Liuli Valley, and Guiyun Castle have not spoken yet.

After being repeatedly provoked by Sikeli, a disciple of Guiyun Castle stood up, wearing a blood-red battle robe, extremely powerful, and at the moment he appeared, a strong bloody aura emanated from his whole body.

"I want to drink up your blood!"

This disciple of Guiyunbao had a cold voice and licked his lips, wanting to drink up Xi Keli's blood.

"Grandson of Guiyunbao, you should go back and suck the blood of your own family!"

Xi Keli has a thorough understanding of the southern China, and basically pays attention to the disciples of several major forces.

Provoked by Sikori, the Guiyunbao disciple fired a long shot, and his body turned into a shooting star. Instead of fighting Sikoli head-on, he chose Youdou.

Xi Keli's speed was not as fast as that of Guiyunbao's disciple, and he was circled around, which gave Guiyunbao's disciple a chance to bombard Sikori with one punch after another.

"Using some force, are you tickling me!"

Although he was constantly bombarded by the disciples of Guiyun Castle, Xi Keli acted as if nothing happened, these fists hit him without any threat.

The angrily Guiyunbao disciple's face was ashen, and he increased his strength, making punches, and this time, the angry Sikori screamed.

"The lion's roar breaks!"

Suddenly, Sikori let out a roar, and a huge shock wave appeared, and some of the disciples who were closest to Sikori were directly blown out and flew off the platform.

The first one was the disciple of Guiyun Castle who was fighting against him. He felt his head swell, his body was out of control, and he was directly sent flying.

"Sonic skill. Such a strong sonic skill!"

More than half of the people covered their ears and barely endured the sonic attack. As for the other half, either their eardrums hadn't recovered, or they passed out in a coma.

As for the Guiyunbao disciple who fought against Xi Keli, he was already unconscious.

All the disciples in the Southern Region Shenzhou changed their complexions. This Xi Keli actually practiced a very powerful sound wave skill.

"Is there anyone who continues to challenge!"

Xi Ke was expressionless, and after using the sound wave skill, he also consumed his true essence for a while.

The surrounding area was completely silent, some top genius disciples were unwilling to reveal their secrets, and kept them for participating in the Vientiane Grand Ceremony, so they would never hurt themselves before the match.

"You, come out for me, I want to challenge you!"

Seeing the silence around him, Sikori pointed his finger at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, he just came to watch the excitement, he didn't intend to make a move at all, he just observed the strength of these disciples in the Northern Snowfield.

Countless eyes stared at Ye Feng in unison, not understanding why Xi Keli challenged Ye Feng alone, which seemed unreasonable, after all, the two parties did not know each other.

"Brother Ye, you have to be careful!"

Leng Bing saw with his own eyes the disciples of Guiyunbao who were unconscious. The disciples of Guiyunbao who made the move just now were even stronger than himself, and they were not opponents of Xi Keli. Ye Feng would also be in danger if he went up. u ()