Chapter 118: You two together,

"Ye Chenfeng, your attack power is very strong, but my defense is not weak. If you want to win me, you may have to come up with some real skills."
Hand-held one person is high, and the top grade is Wujin long stick. The imposing Lingtong warrior looks at Ye Chenfeng with a high voice.
"Then I will teach you to defend the ability." Ye Chenfeng responded faintly, his face is not happy.
"Wind Dance Club."
The beginning of the game, the self-knowledge strength is far less than the Wujin long stick in the hands of Ye Chenfeng's Lingtong fast dancing. A large number of stick figures are mapped out, intertwined with a dense and defensive array of defenses.
"This style of dance is not the first defensive soul of Tianhuowu, and the defense is terrible."
Looking at Ling Tong, who was covered with endless sticks, the Wufu disciples in the stands were talking about each other. They all looked forward to how Ye Chenfeng broke the wind dance and defeated Ling Tong.
"Blood Snake!"
Looking at the swallowing, the impenetrable wind dance sticks, Ye Chenfeng’s hands twisted quickly, and the rolling power and soul quickly condensed into a blood-red snake, with a strong print. Ling Tong.
"Blood Snake Seal, Ye Shixiong actually casts the spirit of the soul of the soul, blood and snakes, attacking the wind and dance. Doesn't he know that the wind dance stick is called the Tianhuo Wufu defense first soul skill? How can the soul skills compete?"
Seeing the scene of the blood-snake attack of Ye Chenfeng, the Wufu disciples who paid attention to this game talked a lot, and even a number of Wufu elders shook their heads.
They all think that Ye Chenfeng is a bit arrogant.
"Ye Chenfeng, you dare to humiliate me!"
Ling Tong’s face sank, and his eyes spurted out a thick anger flame, which increased the power of the wind dance stick. He wanted to smash the blood snake print printed by the morning wind and gave him a warning.
Almost everyone believes that when Ye Chenfeng’s move will fail, the blood snake print printed by Ye Chenfeng bombards the wind and dance.
The next moment, the unbreakable sticks came with a deafening sound, and the wind dance sticks couldn’t resist the blood-stained offensive. A lot of sticks shattered and was smashed and smashed. The bombardment was shocked. Ling Tong is physically.
"Hey!"
Ling Tong spurted a blood out of his head, and his body was like a broken kite. He made an arc in the air and fell into the competition. He lost the game.
"How could this be the case, when the attack power of the blood snake print became so terrible."
Seeing Ye Chenfeng's blood-staining print, breaking through the wind and dancing, defeating Ling's scene, the Wufu disciples in the stands widened their eyes and grew their mouths. Some could not believe what they saw. .
It can be said that the scene that just happened is completely beyond the scope of their cognition.
"The owner, just the morning wind is the blood snake print?" asked the deputy head of the fire main peak puzzled.
"It is undoubtedly a blood-snake seal, but Ye Chenfeng has transformed the blood-snake seal and put his own power into the blood-snake print, thus increasing the attack power of the blood-snake seal and breaking the wind in one fell swoop. Dance sticks." Seeing a wide range of knowledge, the old-fashioned road said.
"Incorporating power into the blood-stained seal, how much power is required to increase the power of blood-snake printing to such a degree." Huo Lingfeng took a breath and said with amazement.
"At least 100,000 jin, otherwise the blood snake print will not break the wind dance stick."
"The power of 100,000 pounds! Is this leaf morning wind flowing in the body of the beast?" Huo Lingfeng and other people were shocked to guess.
Because the general three-level beast will be able to have 40,000 pounds of physical strength is already terrible, and Ye Chenfeng’s physical strength is indeed more than twice that of the normal three-level beast.
"Okay, let's not guess the secret of Ye Chenfeng. Let's continue to watch the game. No matter how far Ye Chenfeng grows in the future, he is my disciple of Tianhuowu." Someone said with pride.
Ye Chenfeng defeated Ling Tong, and Shangguan Yuan Tong also easily defeated his opponent and entered the final group round robin.
The disciples who entered the final round robin did not have any suspense. Except for the sixth-ranked Shangguanqi, who was defeated by Ye Chenfeng, the other nine people successfully advanced.
After the lottery, Ye Chenfeng’s luck was excellent, and the test was carried out by Shen Tuo and Shangguan Yuantong.
Seeing the results of the draw, Shen Tu mad, Shangguan Yuan Tong's face became very ugly, obviously they did not want Ye Chenfeng to step on their shoulders, broke into the finals, and qualified to enter the real spirit.
The one-hour break ends and the game continues.
"I admit defeat!"
When Shensuda and Shangguan Yuantong jumped to the battlefield, Shangguan Yuantong took a deep breath and publicly conceded in the eyes of the public, causing a burst of sorrow.
"Thank you, Yuan Tongxiong, I promise, as long as I enter the Tianhuo Zong, I must find ways to get you in."
Shen Tuo madly looked at the fists and clenched his face, the gloomy Shangguan Yuantong, the voice promised.
"I hope you can remember your vows." Shangguan Yuantong nodded and said in a voice.
"Despicable, they are colluding well." Lin Kezhu said with indignation, saying that Ye Chenfeng was not flat.
"The losers are destined to be losers. No matter how they calculate, they can't change the fate of their failure." Ye Chenfeng didn't care, slowly stood up and jumped, like a sword, jumped to the battlefield. on.
The second game was Ye Chenfeng’s confrontation with Shangguan Yuantong. When Ye Chenfeng jumped to the contest, Shen Tu’s mad look looked at him and turned away.
"Student mad, where are you going?"
At this time, Ye Chenfeng suddenly shouted at him and whispered.
"Why, do you have to challenge both of us at the same time?" Shen Tu crazy turned slightly and looked at Ye Chenfeng with a provocative look, deliberately asked.
"Well, in order to save time, you two together." Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly and said faintly.
"Ye Chenfeng, do you really have to challenge both of them at the same time? You have to know that there is only one chance for the game. If your challenge fails, you will lose the qualification to enter the real spirit." Huo Lingfeng brow slightly Wrinkle, kindly reminded.
"Well, I think about it, I have to challenge both of them at the same time." Ye Chenfeng nodded and responded.
"We have no objections." Shen Tu was afraid of Ye Chenfeng regret, and quickly said.
"Well, since your mind has been decided, then this round of trials, Ye Chenfeng mad at Shen Tu, Shangguan Yuan Tong." Huo Lingfeng announced loudly.
"Ye Chenfeng, this is your own death." Shen Tu madly revealed a sly smile, meditation in his heart.
Seeing the terrible attack power of Ye Chenfeng, Shen Tuo mad has no confidence to defeat him, but he did not expect that things will turn around, and Ye Chenfeng even promised to challenge himself and Shangguan Yuantong together, which made Shen Tu crazy see victory. Hope, the body's war is getting stronger and stronger.
And Ye Chenfeng took an enemy two, challenged the third and fourth masters of Tianhuo, and also ignited the entire contest, so that the atmosphere in the contest reached its peak.
But more people, but they are not optimistic about him. After all, Shen Tuo mad, Shen Tuye is a three-level beast master, they are joined together, it is estimated that Lin Biaoxin also wants to drink on the spot.
"Interesting kid."
Another Lin Biaoxin on the contest field, with a light glance at the imposing Ye Chenfeng, his eyes full of war.
"Start!"
With the fire of the fire peak, the game began, a stock of rushing weather is like a wolf, straight into the sky, a fierce confrontation staged.