He secretly thought that this step of walking on the wind and grasping the moon was the secret skill of Nangong Qi who had escaped. This boy had a good understanding, and he was 90% similar. He was indeed a martial arts wizard!
Ye Aotian pounced on the dog several times, causing everyone in the audience to burst into laughter. His face turned red and his eyes looked fierce. It seemed that he was completely angered by Ye Zhenfeng.
The night pillow was as dark as the wind, and he stopped walking gracefully, with a few strands of hair on his forehead lazily blowing in the wind. Compared with Ye Aotian, who was covered in sweat and panting from exhaustion, he looked quite relaxed.
Jiao Doubao from Chenxingyuan had already arrived out of breath, and reported urgently to Nangong Qi: "Yes... the opponent is too strong, and has already opened... Yuanzong eighth level!"
Nangong Qi gently blew the tea soup and exclaimed: "Oh? He was promoted to level five in half a year? This Nether Dragon still has some tricks up his sleeve!"
Jiao Doubao thought to himself, you are so complimentary, your students may have been beaten to pieces at this moment, why don't you hurry up and save them?
Seeing that Nangong Qi still had no intention of getting up, Jiao Doubao said anxiously: "Dean Nangong, it's like this, you...don't you go over and take a look?"
Nangong Qi opened the folding fan in his hand, waved his white sleeves, rested his head on his head with one hand, leaned on the recliner, and said with a crooked smile: "It's a big dream! It's time for lunch break!"
Jiao Doubao was so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot. He clenched his fists, suppressed his anger, turned around, and hurried towards the martial arts field.
In the martial arts arena, Ye Aotian was completely enraged. He was like a crazed bear, running rampant and launching powerful attacks with both hands. There were holes everywhere on the arena.
Ye Aotian said angrily: "You little bastard - if you can, don't run away!"
Ye Zhenfeng smiled, thinking that if I don't run away, you can't beat me! I’ve had enough fun today, and you’ve shaken off the last bit of your family fortune, so let’s end it here!
Before Ye Zhenfeng could attack, Ye Aotian slowly took out a red whip from the Taotie ring.
Ye Lixin hurriedly stopped him: "Aotian, you can't use that!"
At this moment, what Ye Aotian took out was the Red Dragon Divine Whip. Although the grade was lower than that of Minglong, it was still considered a first-grade artifact.
There are ten levels of artifacts. The higher the level of the artifact, the more powerful it is.
The first-grade artifacts are one level higher than the tenth-grade weapons. The fifth-grade artifacts and above need to be certified by blood and form a contract with the owner. The tenth-grade artifacts are called ancient artifacts and have the ability to choose their master.
It is difficult for ordinary weapons to compete with divine weapons, not to mention that Ye Zhenfeng does not have any weapons in hand.
Tang Xun also felt something was wrong, and thought to himself, he didn't expect Minglong to pass on the Red Dragon Divine Whip Technique to this boy. He didn't pass it on to Ye Li back then, so this shows that Ye Aotian is not an easy man!
At this moment, Han Ziyue, who was watching silently in the audience, had also gently taken out the Blood Shadow Divine Needle. The Blood Shadow Divine Needle was a third-grade artifact with infinite power.
She has been observing Ye Zhenfeng's strength from the sidelines. She once fought against Ye Zhenfeng, but he has not yet activated the Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique, so he is obviously hiding his strength.
If Ye Aotian wanted to rely on the power of the artifact to deal with Ye Zhenfeng, she would definitely take action at the critical moment.
Ye Aotian held the Red Dragon Divine Whip in his hand. He shook the Divine Whip with a snap, and a red flame suddenly rose around the Divine Whip.
He gritted his teeth and said: "This set of Red Dragon Divine Whip Technique was originally planned to be used in the Qiyao Light Competition. I will let you experience it today!"
Ye Zhenfeng thought to himself, has he finally found his trump card?
Tang Xun secretly thought, Minglong really worked hard to win the Qiyao Light Competition, even he did not hesitate to spend his money! Weapons are easy to find, but this artifact is hard to find!
Ye Aotian held the Red Dragon Divine Whip in his hand and swung it out. The red divine whip suddenly became longer, like an earth dragon crawling on the ground.
Ye Aotian said: "It is dark and dark, and the Bohai Sea is heavy. The clouds are misty, and the red dragon comes out of the sea. The dragon head is not seen, but the dragon's roar is heard. When the red dragon comes out, the rain covers the vast sky."
After saying that, I saw a huge red dragon surrounding Ye Zhenfeng. The scales of the red dragon were like red glass, emitting a faint red light. The red light oozed blood, which was very scary.
"Ouch——" The huge red dragon raised its head and suddenly bit Ye Zhenfeng's head.
"Brother Ye—" Lan Zuiwu was so frightened that he covered his mouth with his hands, his eyes trembling and filled with tears. In front of such a magical weapon, Ye Zhenfeng was afraid that he would be defeated.
Among the crowd, Han Ziyue gently raised her thin sleeves and made a flower-shaped hand inside. A blood shadow needle was ready to go. If the night pillow was in danger, the blood shadow needle would hit the red dragon's eyes.
At this moment, Ye Zhenfeng clenched his fists with both hands, and a blue light rose from his forehead. A powerful martial spirit erupted from his body. The blue light of the martial spirit rose from the ground, like pillars of light surrounding him.
Ye Zhenfeng said in his heart, my Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique is used to deal with you! No matter what dragon you are! I can kill him!
"The first level of the Golden Thunder Dragon-Slaying Technique - Transforming the Dragon into Invisible -"
After Ye Zhenfeng finished speaking, a strong spiritual energy was sent around the arena. Everyone on the stage was shocked by this powerful spiritual energy, and their bodies began to lose their balance. They raised their hands to block their chests and stepped back.
Tang Xun stared in astonishment: "It turned out to be the Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique! This kid has mastered such a difficult technique to the first level? It seems like there is really a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in Liuyao Academy!"
I saw a giant white dragon's energy flying out from Ye Zhenfeng's head. The white dragon opened its mouth, opened its teeth and claws, and suddenly swallowed the red dragon. In an instant, the white dragon swallowed from the red dragon's head to its tail.
The white dragon swallowed the red dragon whole, and the two dragons merged into one. The white dragon trapped the red dragon with his body, and the red dragon kept struggling and twisting inside it, trying to get out of the white dragon's body.
"Such a powerful force! The Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique is indeed powerful!" Lan Zuiwu clenched her fists excitedly, with tears in her eyes and a surprised smile on her face.
Ye Zhenfeng smiled slightly, and then said: "Hua——"
A series of loud bangs were heard, the white dragon dispersed, and the red dragon's entire body began to explode.
In the end, white smoke filled the ring, and a red red dragon whip was thrown towards Ye Aotian's chest. Ye Aotian was attacked on the chest, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fell out of the ring.
Ye Aotian held his chest with his right hand, clenched the five fingers of his left hand tightly into a fist, looked at Ye Zhenfeng angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Asshole——"
Ye Zhenfeng stood on the ring, holding his arms, looking down at him majestically, his eyes full of contempt, and said coldly: "Ye Aotian, you finally have this day! I have been bullied by you for a long time in Yejia, This account can finally be settled today."
After he finished speaking, he picked up Ye Aotian who was like a dead dog, then pointed at Ye Aotian's face and said: "If you don't tell me, it doesn't mean I'm easy to bully! If I don't beat you, it doesn't mean I'm incompetent! Be a human being. Enough is enough, you are the one who brought humiliation to yourself today! Let me tell you, from now on, I will no longer be the night pillow that I used to be. I can’t be insulted if you want, or bullied if you want to be bullied!”
After Ye Zhenfeng finished speaking, he pointed his thumb at himself.
"You...you..." Ye Aotian was so frightened that he peed his pants and trembled all over.
The person in front of him is no longer the same as before, and his aura is as fierce as that of a demon.
Ye Aotian was shocked by the aura in Ye Zhenfeng's eyes. How could he still be the cowardly and incompetent loser he once was? The awe-inspiring aura in his eyes was something that Ye Aotian could never match in his lifetime.
Ye Zhenfeng's eyes flashed fiercely and he said sternly: "Who did you call the old cripple? Who was the little cripple? Who was a waste, a loser, a coward?"
Seeing Ye Zhenfeng's iron fist in front of him, cracking his knuckles, Ye Aotian couldn't help but turn pale with fright, and his lips trembled, fearing that Ye Zhenfeng was going to kill him.
Ye Aotian hurriedly begged for mercy: "Zhenfeng... For the sake of us all being descendants of the Ye family, you... just spare me! I am a cripple, a waste, a straw bag, a coward! I am... I am …”
Ye Zhenfeng nodded, then reached out and slapped Ye Aotian's face fiercely, and said viciously: "Remember, from now on, I, Ye Zhenfeng, will retaliate, and I will do what I say - get out! "
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Ye Aotian nodded like he was talking about something, and turned around and ran away with a look of shit on his face.
Suddenly, the martial arts stage was filled with people, and they all booed towards the Taiyangyuan.
Most of these students were students from other Wuyao Academy. They were often bullied by Taiyang Academy, but now they were finally feeling proud.
"The Sun Academy was defeated by the Chenxing Academy. The Sun Academy is so embarrassed!"
Hearing what everyone said, Ye Lixin hurriedly helped Ye Aotian up and said angrily: "Don't be embarrassed here, let's leave quickly!"
Seeing them fleeing in embarrassment, Lan Zuiwu put his hands to his mouth and immediately shouted: "Look - the people from Taiyangyuan escaped with their tails between their legs!"
"Huh - how embarrassing! The people from Taiyangyuan ran away with their tails between their legs!" Everyone agreed.
Lan Zuiwu was like a blue butterfly, jumping onto the ring lightly, then taking Ye Zhenfeng's hand, raising it high, and loudly said: "Ye Zhenfeng wins - long live Chenxingyuan -"
"Chenxingyuan! Chenxingyuan! Chenxingyuan!"
Everyone shouted.
Tang Xun crossed his arms and turned to leave. Jiao Doubao followed Tang Xun and saw a look of worry on his face.
Jiao Doubao said in confusion: "Dean Tang Xun, Zhenfeng wins, aren't you happy for him?"
Tang Xundao: "I can't be happy. After all, the Qiyao Light competition is coming soon. I'm afraid the Chenxing Academy today is no longer the Chenxing Academy it used to be. We have one more opponent!"
In the Chenxing Courtyard, Lan Zuiwu bragged in front of Nangong Qi, saying how majestic Ye Zhenfeng was in the arena, and even imitated how he beat someone with a certain attitude.
She said with pride on her face: "Dean Nangong, you didn't see it at that time. Brother Ye used the Golden Thunder Dragon Slaying Technique to cut the red dragon into sections. It was so enjoyable! I finally let out a bad breath and killed him. The arrogance of Taiyōyuan!”
Chu Mubai smiled and said: "I didn't expect Zhenfeng to be so powerful!"
Lan Zuiwu said: "You don't know how much I wanted to go up there and try the Flower Shadow Flowing Light Palm, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance!"
After listening to Lan Zuiwu's vivid description, Nangong Qi couldn't help but smile slightly. Seeing this, Ye Zhenfeng knew that Dean Nangong did not blame him.
Compared to dealing with the iron-armed golden ape, Ye Aotian is nothing.
