Chapter 1588: tyrannical

Fu Dao competition is relatively fast, because each round of tea time can end, and in different martial arts competitions, the time for a stick of incense is short.
Here the Talisman Competition is coming to an end, and in the Martial Arts Competition, more than forty people are fighting fiercely.
As expected, Ye Feng used every Heavenly Talisman to be the best, and he won the champion of the Talisman Competition. There was no surprise to everyone. Most of his eyes were on the martial arts.
Talisman talent is good, if martial arts is not good, it is also rubbish, and there is limited room for growth.
In previous competitions, the champion of Fudao might be eliminated in the first round of martial arts, or the martial arts genius could not survive three rounds on Fudao.
There are advantages and disadvantages. Many people are not talented in martial arts, so they can only focus on runes.
Those disciples with few talents in Talisman Dao, naturally it is difficult to achieve success in martial arts, this situation, even the master can not change.
But this year is different. It seems that there has been an alternative. He has already won the championship of Fudao. In martial arts, he has also entered the top forty. If there is no accident, he will be eligible for the championship.
This is something that Long Fumen has never seen before. Every year, the ordinary disciple Dabi, Fu Dao and Wu Dao have never appeared in one person.
The remaining forty people were all elites among ordinary disciples, all of them were of the Ninth Rank, and the only one was Ye Feng.
Han Yi estimated that it would be difficult to survive this game, because among ordinary elite disciples, Han Yi's ranking is only 30 outside.
Twenty people will be eliminated in this round, and most of them have stepped into the fairyland with one foot.
This round of Ye Feng's opponent is Lu Yue, the thunderbolt player, who is very strong. Among ordinary disciples, he ranks in the top seven. It is conceivable how strong it is.
Especially when he cultivated a set of palm techniques, although it was not as good as the Three Thousand Great Dao, there was also a trace of the Great Dao in it, with a trace of the Tao of Thunder.
"Boy, I heard you are awesome!"
Lu Yue was very tall, one head taller than Ye Feng, her burly figure, like a tiger, sounded like thunder, shaking Ye Feng's surroundings.
Ye Feng was taken aback. He didn't seem to know Lu Yue, and the other party was not very friendly. Did he offend anyone around Lu Yue?
"Senior Brother Lu Yue want to give some advice?"
Ye Feng heard a hint of sneer and sarcasm from her tone, and seemed to be strongly hostile to him.
"I don't dare to teach, I just want to throw you off the ring!"
Below Lu Yue's politeness, but there was a trace of sternness in it, Ye Feng did not offend him, why did he target himself.
"Then I will wait and see!"
Ye Feng's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and a chill shot from his eyes. Lu Yue estimated that his relationship with Bai Qi was very different.
"Success!"
As soon as Lu Yue stepped on her footsteps, two huge footprints appeared on the ground. The moment she shot it was the momentum of thunder, and she would not give Ye Feng any chance.
The tyrannical blasting force appeared from him, like a hurricane, rushing towards Ye Feng fiercely.
"Take me a punch!"
Lu Yue let out a blast, the fist head was like a big mountain, crushing towards Ye Feng fiercely.
"Good job!"
Ye Feng was about to test his physical strength, and this Lu Yue was a good target for training.
Seeing Lu Yue and Ye Feng fighting together, the eyes of the entire venue focused on both of them.
This is undoubtedly Mars hitting the earth. Lu Yue doesn't know that among ordinary disciples, he is very famous, and very few people provoke him. Coupled with his tyrannical physique, it is even more powerful.
Ye Feng didn't retreat but moved forward, but also stretched out his fist, preparing to face Lu Yue head-on.
"What is this kid doing, don't you know that Lu Yue's strength is strength!"
Someone stood up, and if Ye Feng played steadily and used his speed advantage, there was still a chance.
Compared with Lu Yue's strength and physique, isn't Ye Feng looking for death by himself.
Han Yi also looked worried. She knew Ye Feng's speed very well, and very few people in the room could reach it. Even if they could not win Lu Yue, it was still possible to remain unbeaten.
Zhuang Chengyang's face also showed dissatisfaction, and seemed to be a little dissatisfied with Ye Feng's actions. Although he didn't instruct Ye Feng, he was also his disciple after all. Of course, he didn't want to see Ye Feng lose in the ring.
There were also many people gloating, wishing to see Ye Feng being beaten to death by Lu Yue.
Ye Feng's recent momentum is too strong, some people really can't pass it, they want to step on him under their feet.
If it weren't for the disciple of the sect master, it is estimated that even some old disciples would have to shoot.
Today is just an opportunity to defeat Ye Feng with an open mind.
Just as everyone was talking about it, the two bodies slammed into each other in an instant, and their fists collided, and then a horrible mushroom cloud directly rose into the air.
"boom!"
The dust was flying, and the shadows of the two could not be seen clearly, only the air wave, like a flood, was constantly pouring around.
"Cengcengceng..."
There were continuous footsteps on the ring, and someone was backing.
The dust subsided in a blink of an eye, and the figures on the court were also presented in front of everyone.
"How can this be?"
Thousands of people stood up together and looked at the ring with an incredulous expression. The two of them were still standing on the ring, but their positions changed slightly.
Ye Feng still stood in place, but Lu Yue took three steps back, which was incredible.
In their thinking, Ye Feng should be beaten to death by Lu Yue, even if he didn't die, he would fly to the bottom of the ring.
Only Peak Master Blood Dragon, with a strange smile on his face, no one could understand, it seemed that Ye Feng was getting more and more appetite for him.
A slight smile appeared on Zhuang Chengyang's face. It turned out that Ye Feng was not acting recklessly, but challenging the limits of his body.
"Lu Yue, are you just this capable?"
Ye Feng sneered and found that Lu Yue's arm was shaking slightly.
The body of the gods and demons was already comparable to the 9th-Rank Heavenly Immortal, and with the absorption of the Demon Emperor's skeleton, Ye Feng's physique was even more powerful and messed up.
"Ye Feng, I admit that you are very strong, but just now it was just my carelessness. I used 50% of my strength. Then is your death date."
Lu Yue moved murderously, flashing runes from his body, and there was a trace of electric arc appearing, which was the precursor of thunderbolt palm.
Ye Feng put away his contempt, and will go all out for any opponent, even if the opponent is lower than himself.
The fist was squeezed again, and the terrifying Xianyuan shot out from Ye Feng's body, into the fist, there was a trace of scarlet air in it.
This qi glow has an invincible force, which is the energy in the blood crystal.
Suddenly!
Ye Feng's body is also covered with a thick layer of lines, which are stronger and more complicated than Lu Yue. These lines seem to be directly imprinted on it, not formed later.
"What kind of freak is this kid? The Fudao cultivation base is impeccable, and even the martial arts cultivation base is so powerful."
Many people began to think about it and looked at Zhuang Chengyang, wanting to know where he found Ye Feng.
This time it was not Lu Yue's turn to strike first, and Ye Feng moved first. It was still an ordinary boxing technique, but it was filled with an endless atmosphere.
This is the truth from Dao to Jian. When all the great roads are unified, it is the time to comprehend the great road of heaven and earth.
A simple punch, lifeless, as if there was no trace of power, but Lu Yue knew that this punch was beyond the scope of power, and even reached the speed of light.
Seeing a flash of lightning, Ye Feng appeared in front of Lu Yue, his fist slammed into Lu Yue's body.
Of course, Ye Feng would not give him any chance. The best counterattack for enemies or those who want to kill him is to hit the ground so that he can never raise his head.
"jump!"
Ye Feng's speed is almost unmatched, and the fist is like a bolt of lightning, falling on Lu Yue's body.
The latter is like a kite with a broken line, drawing an arc in the void and falling suddenly.
Just when Lu Yue was about to fall, Ye Feng's fist moved again, and instead of giving Lu Yue a counterattack, he still punched, and the speed continued to increase.
Poor Lu Yue had no chance to fight back at all, and was completely suppressed by Ye Feng. There was a creaking sound from all over his body, and bones broke.
Someone can't bear to watch it anymore. Is this still a fair game? It's completely one-sided, Lu Yue has been mistreated by no one.
"Crack!"
Four or five Ye Feng appeared on the field. When Lu Yue tried to fight back, a Ye Feng appeared beside him. With a punch, Lu Yue's body flew up. With a click, one of Lu Yue's arms was broken by Ye Feng.
Some people already couldn't bear to look straight, and turned their heads, unwilling to see such a miserable scene.
Lu Yue has long been out of shape, Ye Feng makes him round, he is round, let him flat he is flat, freely handle it.
Lu Yue didn't admit defeat for a while, Ye Feng could keep making moves, his two arms slumped softly, blood on his head.
And there were four people standing in the distance, with a gloomy look, it was Bai Qi and the three girls.
Just now Lu Yue was ordered by Bai Qi to teach Ye Feng a good lesson. Who knew that he didn't teach Ye Feng, but he was involved.
"I kick!"
A swept, a kick on Lu Yue's chest fiercely, the latter's body flew out again, this time Ye Feng did not continue to make a move, Lu Yue fell fiercely under the ring.
"boom!"
A big human-shaped pit appeared on the ground. Lu Yue had no idea about his life or death. Even if he did not die, he would need to rest for a year and a half to recover.
The scene was silent, and everyone was speculating just now that Lu Yue could beat Ye Feng with a few moves.
Who would have thought that the situation turned out to be like this. Lu Yue hardly took any action and was beaten by Ye Feng. Was this still a Nineth-Rank Heavenly Immortal? How could it be so vulnerable.
The corners of Zhuang Chengyang's mouth smiled crookedly, and he almost laughed. The stronger Ye Feng proved that his vision was correct. As long as he broke through the fairyland, he could do something for himself.
He clapped his hands, and Ye Feng seemed to be okay. He walked down the ring and successfully entered the top twenty, preparing for the next battle.
As for Lu Yue, she could only be lifted by everyone's sympathetic eyes.
When he stepped off the ring, Ye Feng looked at Bai Qi, and a shocking chill shot from his eyes.