"Ouch——"
A red red dragon flew out from between Ye Zhenfeng's eyebrows, let out a deep roar, and rushed straight towards Shangguan Yaoran with its proud martial soul.
Shangguan Yaoran's body was thrown high by the red dragon, and then fell heavily to the ground. Shangguan Yaoran's bones could be heard crackling on the stage, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His limbs were already cracked, and he was immediately unable to move.
At this moment, Shangguan's disciples all looked as ugly as eating shit.
The Ye family disciples in the audience were trembling. Ye Lixin reached out to cover her delicate lips and exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh my god! Is this still the Ye family boxing we are familiar with? How can it be so powerful?"
Ye Ran said: "It's terrible, this is simply terrible!"
Ye Huairui exclaimed: "Genius, Ye Zhenfeng is simply a genius! He actually defeated Shangguan Yaoran, the third-level member of Yuanzong, it's incredible!"
Ye Aotian was dumbfounded and couldn't say a word for a long time.
There was a burst of cheers from the audience, and everyone applauded. Unexpectedly, the loser could also reverse the situation and kill the genius boy.
Deacon Su Yu rang the gong and shouted loudly: "Night pillow in the wind - win!"
Shangguan's disciples rushed over to help him, but Shangguan Yaoran was obviously seriously injured.
Shangguan Hong looked at Ye Zhenfeng angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "This kid must be cheating, otherwise how could Yaoran be defeated?"
Shangguan Yi on the side frowned slightly and looked at Ye Zhenfeng intently.
I secretly thought that it was incredible that a little Wu Zong could easily defeat the pride of the Shangguan family! Is this guy Ye Zhenfeng really the loser of the Ye family?
Looking at the wailing Shangguan Yaoran, he immediately thought, although I am one year older than Yaoran, my martial arts attainments are not as good as his. Compared with me, who is in the first degree of Yuanzong, Shangguan Yaoran, who is the third degree of Yuanzong, is more It seems dazzling.
Now once the pride of the Shangguan family falls, I will become the only pride of the Shangguan family, but it is not a bad thing for me, hehe!
Shangguan Yi was a very well-off man in the city. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, but he couldn't tell it from the outside at all.
Compared with the arrogant and domineering Shangguan Yaoran, Shangguan Yi who knows how to hide his edge is even more terrifying.
Zuo Sima's face on the invigilation table showed a look of joy, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief for Ye Zhenfeng.
Lan Cangze rubbed his eyes and asked everyone around him: "Just now...did I get blinded? Why do I feel that Ye Zhenfeng's body is the aura of the dragon soul!"
Tang Xundao: "To gather the energy of the dragon soul, one needs to be at the Soul Sect level. How can this child be a Soul Sect?"
Lan Cangze was right when he thought about it. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch his beard and sighed: "It's true that there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons all over the world! It seems that this Ye Zhenfeng is the hidden genius boy of the Ye family! What will happen to this boy in the future?" He must be able to compete with Ye Li!"
Minglong smiled and said: "Ye Li is the proud son of our Sun Academy. I think if Ye Zhenfeng can pass three levels in a row, then he will be received from our Sun Academy!"
Gong Bingyan smiled and said: "How can you allow you to dominate the Sun Academy? Isn't it enough for you to have a night ceremony? I have to settle for Ye Zhenfeng. I think it's better to let him come to our Suixing Academy!" "
There was a dispute on the invigilation stage, and a new round of competition continued in the audience.
At sunset, the first exam comes to an end, and the winner will take part in the second "Soul Hunting" exam tomorrow.
The students were arranged to sleep in the Wuhun Division. At night, Ye Zhenfeng was dressing wounds alone in the room. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly opened the door.
The person standing outside the door was the alchemist Hua Buchi, and behind her was a young girl.
The girl was wearing a blue short skirt, showing off her long slender legs. She looked about twelve or thirteen years old and was very beautiful and cute.
She has fair skin, dark eyebrows, a jade face, peach cheeks, slightly pouty pink lips, and her whole body looks like a jade sculpture.
Especially those big watery eyes, glowing with a slight blue light, like two watery ambers, coupled with the long and curled eyelashes, making them even more agile.
She was carrying a medicine box and hiding behind Hua Buchi, looking at Ye Zhenfeng from time to time with a smile.
The girl in the blue dress had a sweet smile, not as arrogant as Ye Lixin, and seemed very approachable. This made Ye Zhenfeng quite fond of her, but she didn't dare to take the initiative to strike up a conversation with her.
Unexpectedly, the girl spoke first and asked: "Teacher Hua, this is the talented young man on the Wuhun Stage!"
Hua Buchi opened the medicine box and said casually: "Didn't you see it before on the Wuhun stage? Why do you still ask?"
The girl stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, with a shy look on her face. She put her hands behind her back and stood on tiptoes playfully.
Ye Zhenfeng covered his injured chest and smiled awkwardly at the girl.
The girl pouted her pink lips, arched her eyebrows, put her hands behind her back, and stepped forward.
She smiled and said to him: "My name is Lan Zuiwu. Teacher Hua and I just went to treat Shangguan Yaoran. He was beaten half to death by you. You really didn't do it lightly. He is so miserable now!"
Although Lan Zuiwu said this, he did not mean to blame him. Instead, he seemed to be praising Ye Zhenfeng.
Ye Zhenfeng scratched his head in embarrassment, and then asked, "How is Shangguan Yaoran doing now?"
Hua Buchi said: "The injury is not serious, but it didn't hurt Yuan Hai. Just go back and recuperate for a few months. I'm more worried about you. You were kicked by him many times in Yuan Hai. Let me see." Look at your Yuan Hai, hurting Yuan Hai is a big deal!"
Ye Zhenfeng coughed twice, and Hua Buchi reached out to touch his chest. Suddenly his face changed drastically and he shouted: "Oh my God! You have no Yuan Hai..."
Lan Zuiwu on the side hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Teacher Hua, do you mean that his Yuan Hai was shattered?"
Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly explained: "Actually... I... don't have any Yuan Hai at all."
Lan Zuiwu said in confusion: "What are you talking about? There is no Yuan Hai? How can it be possible to cultivate Wuhunling without Yuan Hai?"
Hua Buchi returned the same puzzled look. In order to prove what he said, Ye Zhenfeng closed his eyes slightly and saw a blue fireball appearing between his eyebrows, which was very dazzling.
"Ah - this is Huntian!" Hua Buchi exclaimed in shock.
Lan Zuiwu frowned and said, "Is this the legendary Soul Heaven? Doesn't it mean that no one can cultivate it? This is the first time I've seen it!"
After she finished speaking, she couldn't help but reach out to touch Ye Zhenfeng's eyebrows. Unexpectedly, Ye Zhenfeng frowned slightly, and Lan Zuiwu let out a cry, and was instantly knocked away.
Fortunately, Hua Buchi hurriedly flew to catch her and prevented her from being injured.
Hua Buchi complained: "Silly boy, Hun Tian has the ability to protect the host. Once someone attacks the host, it will fight back. You were so bold just now!"
Lan Zuiwu looked down at the fingers that were burned by Hun Tian, hurriedly put them into her mouth and sucked them, then nodded obediently.
Ye Zhenfeng opened his eyes, and Huntian disappeared.
He looked at Lan Zuiwu with embarrassment and said uneasily: "I'm sorry just now, I couldn't control the soul so I hurt you!"
Lan Zuiwu sucked her fingers, shook her head, and then said: "It's not your fault, it's my own fault!"
Hua Buchi took out the elixir from the medicine box and handed it to Ye Zhenfeng, then helped him bandage the wound and said: "This is an elixir for treating internal injuries. If you take it, your internal injuries will recover faster. You have to participate tomorrow The 'Soul Hunting' exam will be extremely dangerous once you enter the Blood Soul Forest, so be careful!"
Lan Zuiwu asked puzzledly: "I heard that for the 'Soul Hunting' competition, Da Yang Mansion has used a barrier to circle a safe area in the Blood Soul Forest. As long as the students taking the exam do not step through the barrier and enter the depths of the forest, It’s okay, after all, the ones within the barrier are just ten-year-old blood soul beasts, and they have no lethality at all!”
Hua Buchi frowned and said with a smile: "The ten-year blood soul beast is of course fine for people like you, who are at the level of airbenders, but they are new students, so of course it's different."
Ye Zhenfeng was stunned, pointed at Zui Wu, and shouted: "What? You...you are actually at the airbender level?"
"Well, what? Don't you believe it?"
"Excuse me...how expensive are you this year?"
Lan Zuiwu stretched out three fingers and said proudly: "Thirteen years old!"
Ye Zhenfeng looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief, swallowed the saliva in his throat, and said: "Zui Wu, I didn't expect that you are one year younger than me, but you are already at the airbender level!"
Ye Zhenfeng's heart was suddenly filled with envy.
After bandaging Ye Zhenfeng's wound, Hua Buchi left with Lan Zuiwu.
Ye Zhenfeng lay on the bed, holding his head and thinking about what happened on the Wuhun Stage this afternoon.
The Wu Hun Ling that Hun Tian cultivates is indeed very unreliable. He will enter the Blood Soul Forest tomorrow. If the Wu Hun Ling disappears by then, he will have to fight the Blood Soul Beast with a body of flesh and blood. For this reason, he can't help but feel a little worried. .
But then I thought about leaving a letter to my parents before I left home, saying that I must make a name for myself and that I would never embarrass my parents again, so I couldn't help but motivate myself again, yes! Don't give up easily!
"Dong dong dong..."
There was a sudden knock on the door. Ye Zhenfeng hurriedly turned over to open the door. The moment he pushed the door open, the copper bell hanging on the eaves made a crisp tinkling sound.
There was no one around, the lanterns were swaying gently, and pieces of pink cherry blossoms fell from the old trees, entangled with the dark blue night, looking extremely romantic.
There was a bright moon hanging high in the dark blue night sky. The bright moon was so bright that it made people feel at ease.
"call--"
Ye Zhenfeng lowered his head and sighed, only to find a brand new robe lying outside the door. The black robe legs were embroidered with light wisteria flowers, and there was a blue safety bag embroidered on it: "Peace be safe, everything goes well." "
He couldn't help but lower his head and smile, and the tears in his eyes couldn't help but well up.
Ye Zhenfeng has never suffered in his life. Apart from his parents, he rarely feels the warmth given by the outside world. Once someone gives him a small gift, he feels that it is cherished.
His parents had placed high hopes on him since he was born, but who would have thought that he would suffer such a fate, so his parents never talked about their expectations for their son to prevent him from feeling sad.
Although his parents didn't mention it a word, Ye Zhenfeng knew it in his heart. So even if fate is unfair to him, he can't give up. Seize every opportunity and spread your wings like a roc. Even if you have to hit the water three thousand times like Kun, you will never give up. He longs for the vast blue sky, longs for freedom, and longs for the vigor and majesty of the rising sun!
