"Oh? It turns out he is a coward who ran away from the battlefield!" Laogari raised his head and laughed. At the same time, the students of the Sun Academy also laughed.
When Ye Zhenfeng heard this, he couldn't help but tremble all over. He clenched his right fist, suppressed the anger in his heart, and pulled Lan Zuiwu aside to leave.
Ye Aotian sneered: "What? Are you going to run away with your tail between your legs again?"
"You!" Lan Zuiwu stepped forward and said angrily: "You guys who can't speak human language, what are you yelling about here? If my brother Ye hadn't risked his life to come back and notify, how could we bring in reinforcements?"
Lao Shou sneered and said: "Who am I to be a night pillow? It turns out that he is just a guy who hides behind women and wants their protection! Hahaha!"
Ye Aotian pointed at Ye Zhenfeng, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said coldly: "Ye Zhenfeng, do you dare to fight me?"
Laoshou sarcastically said: "Boy, if you don't dare, your Chenxing Academy will withdraw from this competition... Anyway, your Chenxing Academy has only a few people, unlike our Sun Academy which has so many talents. I don't think you can win. Yes, just don’t come out and embarrass yourself.”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone in the Taiyang Courtyard bent over with laughter.
Ye Aotian held his arms in his arms, shook his legs, and said domineeringly: "No wonder, his father is an old cripple, and he is just a little cripple, a waste, a straw bag, a coward, how can he dare to fight with me? It's embarrassing. Thing! I bah——"
After Ye Aotian finished speaking, he spat hard at Ye Zhenfeng, then turned around and left with everyone.
"Hahaha! Coward..." Ye Li let out a sarcastic laugh in his heart.
Ye Zhenfeng clenched his hands into fists, his finger joints cracking, he gritted his teeth and trembled all over, his eyes filled with endless resentment.
"Who do you think is the old cripple? Who is the young cripple? Who is embarrassing?" These words came out of his mouth one by one.
Ye Ao felt stunned, then stopped, put his hands on his hips, and turned his head to smile disdainfully.
Pointing at Ye Zhenfeng with his index finger, he said word by word: "I said your father is an old cripple and you are a young cripple. Your whole family is a disgrace! You are discrediting our Ye family!"
Ye Zhenfeng lowered his head and gritted his teeth and said to himself, "This is really too much!" Although I don't want to cause trouble, this has gone to my head and insulted my parents and Chenxingyuan. It's really intolerable.
Since you can't bear it anymore, there is no need to bear it anymore.
Ye Zhenfeng raised his head and raised his chest, his eyes burning with anger, he pointed at Ye Aotian and said angrily: Ye Aotian! You bastard! I sleep in the wind at night - accept the challenge! "
… …
On the martial arts stage, war drums thundered.
Hearing the sound of drums, the students rushed to watch.
Da Yang Mansion is a place for martial arts training, and it is common for students to compete in the ring. This is also helpful to stimulate the fighting spirit of the warriors and enhance their actual combat experience. Therefore, as long as no lives are lost, the school will generally not interfere.
Ye Zhenfeng and Ye Aotian jumped onto the ring, one on the left and the other on the right. Everyone gathered around the martial arts stage to watch, the crowds of people were very excited:
"Have you heard? It's the Ye family's children who are fighting among themselves!"
"Really? Aren't these Ye Aotian and Ye Zhenfeng?"
"Not long after Ye Aotian entered the Sun Academy, he was deeply loved by Teacher Minglong. Now Teacher Minglong has passed on the Red Dragon Divine Whip technique to him!"
"I heard that this night's pillow is pretty good. I once had zero martial arts spirit, but in a short period of time I made rapid progress. I even defeated Shangguan Yaoran in the entrance exam!"
"Shangguan Yaoran was careless that time. I heard that in the Ye family, Ye Zhenfeng never defeated Ye Aotian. He only had to be taught a lesson by Ye Aotian all day long!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, is it true?"
"Whether the rumors are true or not, you will know after you see it!"
As soon as the drums fell, the two sides began to fight.
Ye Aotian opened the tenth level of Wuzong as soon as he came up, wielded the Yejia Fist, and said: "Yejia Fist—Holy Fire—"
Ye Zhenfeng clenched his fists with both hands and sneered: "Ye Family Fist - Holy Fire -"
Someone in the audience whispered:
"Yejia Fist vs. Yejia Fist, it's worth watching!"
"Ye Zhenfeng is only at the first level of Wuzong, and Ye Aotian has opened the tenth level of Wuzong. Even if the tenth level is fully opened, he still has some power left. I think Ye Zhenfeng will obviously suffer!"
"Same boxing skills, same moves, it seems we can only fight Wuhunling!"
At this moment, Jiao Doubao rushed to Chenxing Courtyard in a hurry, looked at Nangong Qi who was reading a book on the recliner, and Chu Mubai who was practicing beside him, and said breathlessly: "Nangong... Dean, it's not good, Zhenfeng Heye Aotian is competing in the martial arts arena!"
When Chu Mubai heard this, he immediately stopped and prepared to rush to support.
Nangong Qi shouted: "Go back - continue practicing!"
Chu Mubai lowered his hands and had no choice but to go back and continue practicing.
Jiao Doubao asked in confusion: "Dean Nangong, aren't you worried about Zhenfeng at all?"
Nangong Qi stood up, took a sip of tea, and then asked: "Are they fighting alone or in a group?"
"One on one."
Nangong Qi still had a calm look on his face, but the Jiaodoubao who came here to report the news in a hurry made Nangong Qi sigh: "The child is old, it's time to take him out to practice. You go tell Zhenfeng and ask him to teach him a lesson casually. Just go with the opponent, save your strength, and save it for the Qiyao Light Competition."
Jiao Doubao said in disbelief: "What? Just give me a lesson? Do you want to preserve your strength? Dean Nangong, Zhenfeng and Ye Aotian are not on the same level, okay? Zhenfeng is only at the Wuzong level, and Ye Aotian is at the Yuanzong level. Okay!"
Nangong Qi reached out and patted the anxious Jiao Doubao, and then said: "Doubao, it's okay, don't worry, you have to believe in Zhenfeng!"
Jiao Doubao clenched his fists and thought to himself, I heard that Dean Nangong was unreliable, but I didn't expect him to be so unreliable. No wonder no one wants to join his Chenxing Academy. I'd better go to Dean Tang Xun to be more reliable.
Thinking of this, Jiaodoubao ran out. Nangong Qi raised the tea cup in his hand and said in shock: "This kid...how can he run faster than a rabbit! Hahaha!"
On the ring here, Ye Zhenfeng and Ye Aotian punched at the same time. Their moves were exactly the same. They saw two fierce punch waves like white tigers coming down the mountain, and they collided with each other. Ye Aotian was obviously weak and even stepped back. Two steps.
At this moment, the two of them were competing for martial souls. They both wanted to test each other's strength, so they didn't find another move.
Seeing that Ye Aotian's punches were obviously not as powerful as Ye Zhenfeng's, and that he even took two steps back, losing to Ye Zhenfeng in terms of momentum, Ye Lixin on the side hurriedly cheered: "Come on Ye Aotian! Taiyangyuan come on!"
Upon hearing this, everyone in the Taiyang Courtyard pumped their fists and cheered together. Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers on the martial arts stage, and Ye Aotian couldn't help but feel more energetic.
I saw him pushing his palms left and right to give blessings, and shouted: "Yuanzong Section 1 - open!"
"What's wrong, Ye Aotian has become a member of the Kaiyuan Sect, and Ye Zhenfeng is finished now!" someone shouted.
Lan Zuiwu saw the fist wave on Ye Aotian's side getting stronger, and couldn't help but worry and shouted: "Come on Ye Zhenfeng! Come on Chenxingyuan!"
There are only two people in Chenxingyuan, and one of them is still competing on the ring. Naturally, only Lan Zuiwu is cheering.
Ye Zhenfeng turned to look at Lan Zuiwu, who was shouting for him with all his strength, and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.
Because Nangong Qi wanted him to hide his strength and prepare him to be a destructive weapon in the Qiyao Light Competition, he did not use all his firepower when he faced off against Ye Aotian.
In addition, he also wanted to see Ye Aotian's training in the past six months, so every time he exerted force, he was only a little higher than Ye Aotian.
Seeing that Ye Aotian had added Wuhunling, he couldn't help but secretly thought, in this case, Ye Aotian, let me see how strong you are!
"Yejia Fist - Broken Dragon -" After Ye Zhenfeng finished speaking, he punched again with his left hand. At this moment, he had activated the power of the third level of Yuan Zong.
Ye Aotian's pupils were trembling, and his eyes were full of Ye Zhenfeng's powerful punches. He was almost defeated, and he gritted his teeth.
He secretly thought in his heart, how much strength does Ye Zhenfeng, a boy with such a strong martial soul, hide? I thought it was just a fluke that he won Shangguan Yaoran, but I didn't expect him...
Ye Li saw Ye Aotian being forced back step by step by Ye Zhenfeng, leaving long marks under his feet, and was about to fall off the ring. He shouted anxiously: "Aotian, come on, you can't lose to Ye Zhenfeng." Feng that loser!"
When Lan Zuiwu heard what Ye Lixin said, he was furious: "Who are you calling a loser?"
She had already rolled up her sleeves as she spoke, and was about to run over to teach Ye Lixin a lesson when suddenly Ye Aotian shouted from the ring: "Yuanzong 8th Dan - open!"
Lan Zuiwu looked back in surprise. She didn't expect that Ye Aotian would open five levels in a row in just six months!
Everyone in the audience whispered:
"This Taiyang Institute is really talented! In just half a year since Genius Ye Ao came here, his Wuhunling has actually been promoted to five levels!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! It seems that the Sun Academy will win the first prize again in the Qiyao Light Competition!"
"I'm afraid Ye Aotian is not a devil. There is no student in Qiyao Academy who can advance to level five in just half a year!"
At this moment, Ye Zhenfeng's fist wave on the ring had obviously been suppressed by his opponent.
Ye Zhenfeng thought to himself that Ye Aotian is really powerful. It seems that he has improved a lot in the past six months, but is this his final strength?
If he continues to fight Wuhunling, the secret of his Soul Sect level cannot be hidden. At this moment, Lan Zuiwu outside the stage looked at Ye Zhenfeng with worry on his face. The opponent was too strong, and he didn't know if Ye Zhenfeng could do it. Handle?
At this moment, Jiao Doubao also ran over with Tang Xun. Tang Xun looked at the situation on the ring, glared and secretly said, Yuan Zong 8th Dan!
Tang Xun shouted loudly: "Ye Zhenfeng, Ye Aotian is too strong. He has reached the eighth level of Yuan Zong. You can't beat him. Why don't you withdraw your punch quickly?"
Seeing that Ye Zhenfeng did not listen to the advice, Tang Xun said angrily: "You bastard! If you continue like this, you will suffer a loss. Doubao, go to Chenxingyuan and tell Nangong Qi that the other party has reached the eighth level of the Kaiyuan Sect. The gap between the two is too big. He comes quickly!"
"Yes!" Jiao Doubao nodded and ran towards Chenxingyuan again.
On the stage, Ye Zhenfeng suddenly withdrew his fist, turned around, and said secretly, Ye Aotian, since it is not convenient for me to show my true strength, then I will use something else to accompany you first!
I saw him turning his black robe, walking like wind, dodging left and closing right, causing Ye Aotian who came to attack to pounce like a big bear.
Lan Zuiwu clapped his hands and was overjoyed: "It's walking on the wind and embracing the moon!"
Seeing that the situation on the stage had improved, Tang Xun couldn't help but watch the battle with his arms crossed.
