Chapter 193: Ghost strokes

After Hongyue and the others left, the restrictions in the cave also disappeared, and Ye Feng's spiritual sense sensed the situation outside the cave, frowning slightly.
More than a dozen powerful auras suddenly landed, seemingly with a touch of hostility, Ye Feng smiled bitterly, "It is estimated that Hongyue entered his cave, these true disciples only showed hostility."
Ye Feng guessed right, so many true heirs disciples were ruthlessly rejected when they were pursuing the girl Hongyue, but now it's good, Hongyue actually committed himself to come to Ye Feng's cave, so that these true heirs disciples could not sit still and wanted to find out.
Ignoring the disciples outside, they couldn't come in anyway. Ye Feng sat down cross-legged, immersed in his mind, watching the dark beads in the Yin Dantian, exuding a cold breath.
Yin Zhenqi slowly mobilized along the silver thread, appeared on Ye Feng's palm, exuding a cold mist.
"It's cold!"
Ye Feng felt the temperature of the entire cave drop suddenly, and his whole body trembled, being infected by this yin air.
"laugh!"
The true Qi in the palm of his hand turned into a Qi sword, and it flew out and pierced the wall of the cave. The next scene surprised Ye Feng. The wall of the cave was actually frozen by the ice, and crystals formed on the stones. Fall down.
"What a strong cold ice!"
"If this is shot on a person, wouldn't it be frozen!"
Imagine that if such a cold infuriating energy hits the human body, it will definitely cause a short-term stiffness, and make people lose the ability to move instantaneously. If a master is better than a fight, it will be a fatal blow.
"Good good, one more attack method!"
Ye Feng was secretly pleased, now that there are more and more attacks, which means that he can make more adjustments when he encounters an opponent in the future.
After adapting to Yin Zhen Qi, Ye Feng took it back into the dantian and stored it in the black beads, which could be mobilized at any time. The next step was to restore Zhen Qi to meet tomorrow's battle with the strongest body.
One night passed quickly, and a new day began.
This time, Ye Feng didn't come to the martial arts training ground, but rushed directly to Xuanwang Peak. After a stick of incense, Ye Feng arrived at Xuanwang Peak, and a large number of people had already gathered.
After waiting for more than ten breathing hours, the senior leaders of the academy came again and landed in the middle area of ​​King Xuanwang. With the order of the elder Hun Yuan, everyone continued to draw lots. There were still fifty arenas, and 100 people participated in the competition each time.
Ye Feng was still in the first round. This time it was number eight. He turned and fell on the eighth ring. Because of the battle with Meng Kui last time, many disciples looked at Ye Feng.
"Brother please!"
Ye Feng's opponent was a young man in his twenties who was slightly thin and polite, and gave Ye Feng a punch.
"please!"
Ye Feng also made a gesture of asking, and the two sides expressed friendship. It seems that the youth is not malicious.
Without much words, the youth struck Ye Feng with a punch, intending to preemptively, because Ye Feng's strength is obvious to all, even Meng Kui is not an opponent, and it is difficult for ordinary disciples to hurt Ye Feng.
Infuriating shot, Ye Feng didn't move, and swept back with a punch. The young man felt a violent wind hit him, and his body fell under the ring involuntarily.
"Concession!"
Ye Feng didn't have too much language. After defeating his opponent, he fell back to his own area. The young man who was knocked into the air didn't even know what was going on. He was thrown off the ring by the strong wind, and he still glanced at Ye Feng with grateful eyes. Be merciful, just sweep him down.
Fire Dragon Peak also played in the first round. It was not very unfortunate. The opponent was too strong, and the two of them fought a hundred moves. Fire Dragon Peak was still defeated and was helplessly out.
In the second round soon, Ye Feng swept across the fifty arena, and finally landed on the fifteenth arena, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at one of the disciples closely.
"Senior Brother Luo, they all say that you are a genius with a formation technique that has not come out of the academy for thousands of years. It is really an honor for Junior Brother to have the honor of having a fight today!
Ye Feng's eyes were locked on this senior brother Luo. Hongyue reminded him yesterday to be careful of Luo Yifeng. Ye Feng only paid extra attention today.
"That's because brothers give face, it doesn't matter whether it is genius or not, what is important is to have a fearless heart to pursue the top of martial arts!"
Luo Yifeng said slowly.
Ye Feng nodded. This Luo Yifeng is really not easy. Not only does his formation surpass his predecessors, he also has deep attainments in martial arts. In particular, this explanation, others do not know, Ye Feng is very clear. To pursue martial arts, one must have one. Fearless heart.
"Even though Junior Brother knows that it is not Senior Brother Luo's opponent, he still wants to learn about Senior Brother's colorful series!"
This disciple was very self-aware and knew that he was not Luo Yifeng's opponent.
The colorful chain formation is Luo Yifeng's famous formation method. Since the practice, no one has broken it. Legend has it that there is only one core disciple who broke through six of the formations. The last one was still unable to break out and was lost to Luo Yifeng.
"When it's time to use the formation, I will naturally use it!"
Luo Yifeng didn't plan to use the formation. The game just started not long, and the opponent was not very strong. It was impossible to reveal the secret of the formation so early.
This young man didn't force it. He took the first shot. A sword swept towards Luo Yifeng and pulled out a dozen sword flowers. The swordsmanship was very good.
Luo Yifeng’s weapon is a judge pen, which is very weird. Generally, a pair of judge pens are used, but Luo Yifeng is actually one. What’s even more bizarre is that this judge pen has two tips, but one pen shaft. , It is unpredictable.
It's not so much a judge's pen, but it's like a fork, but there is no such a big fork, the tip of the pen is turned, the sword flower of the long sword is broken, one flips, the blade is deflected, and Luo Yifeng's judge's pen stretches and shrinks. , The young man's path was sealed, and he had to avoid.
At the moment the youth evaded, the judge's pen once again shot diagonally, like a snake vomiting a letter. The youth had nowhere to hide, his body retreated in a row, and finally fell under the ring. He didn't understand why his swordsmanship failed. .
"What a weird brushwork!"
Ye Feng finally knew why Hongyue wanted to make herself be careful of Luo Yifeng. With his brushwork, he could break into the top ten, and there was also a colorful chain that he had never made.
"I didn't expect Senior Brother Luo's'Ghost Shaping Technique' to cultivate to such a level, it seems to have exceeded the Dzogchen realm!"
Some disciples have already started to point and exclaim, being attracted by Luo Yifeng's brushwork.
"Yeah! This time the Array View is very brilliant. The last session was the bottom. I did not expect that Luo Yifeng appeared in the sky last year. The method of the formation is unmatched. Even in the Array View, it is a genius that can not be seen in a thousand years. Cultivation is not weaker than other disciples. I think there is even hope to win the championship this year."
Another disciple said with surprise.
"I don't think it is necessary. Maybe this year's champion was won by Senior Brother Ding. Although Luo Yifeng is strong, he is still in the Innate Realm after all. Senior Brother Ding is already in the real martial realm!"
Some people disagree, thinking that Ding Buhui from Tianxingyuan can win the championship.
"What kind of thing is he? I guess it must be Yue Wuhen of Zhongtian. Don’t think that Brother Yue’s ranking is not as high as Xu Qingfeng. I heard that, once the two tried secretly, Xu Qingfeng was not Yue Wuhen’s opponent!"
A Yizhongtian disciple said contentedly, after all, in terms of comprehensive ranking, Yizhongtian ranked first.
"I think Ye Feng of Xuan Yuanyuan also has the ability to win the championship. If you can't go outside, it is estimated that the championship will be produced in these people."
Some people think that Ye Feng has the strength to win the championship, but he is not optimistic.
Although Ye Feng has been gaining momentum recently, he has only recently joined the academy, and each of these disciples is deeply rooted. They have joined the academy very early, and their background is definitely stronger than Ye Feng.
Everyone, you and me, guess each other to see whose hands the champion will fall into. Some people even start to bet on the banker who is the champion.
People began to place bets in various areas, even Xuan Yuanyuan was no exception, but the number of bets was not very large, and Ye Feng was not interested, they were just playing it.
Luo Yifeng returned to the formation view area, without any expression fluctuations, as if a victory could not arouse his interest. Such a person is too terrifying, with a calm mind and strong strength, almost invulnerable.
The third round soon followed, and this time several powerful disciples appeared.
The big brother Fang Hanzhuo of Wenxing Academy, Ye Wuyou of Wukui Academy, Wang Anguo of Luohantang, and Leng Xue of Danguan all played one by one, causing many disciples to scream. All of them are The famous side, playing at the same time at the same time, don't know whose match to watch.
Ye Feng fixed his eyes on Fang Hanzhuo of Wenxing Academy. Wenxing Academy ranked high, and from the perspective of overall strength, Fang Hanzhuo's strength was slightly higher.
The battle started instantly, and it was no accident. These big brothers all defeated their opponents with one move. Ye Feng looked dull and couldn't see their bottom line. It seems that if you want to know their strength, you have to wait until the next round.
As the sweep progressed, the rest were masters, and the battle became more and more intense.
The fourth round started again. This time Ding Buhui from Tianxingyuan, He Zijing from Mighty Hall, Guiming from Xiuluotang, Qi Ruomei from Black and White Hall, Qiguan Crazy Sword, and Body Guan Jinkui all played one by one. Xu Qingfeng was in the final round.
This time, Ye Feng set his eyes on Qi Ruomei and found that Qi Ruomei had recovered a cold expression.
When they met the big brothers and sisters of the various halls, those disciples could only shake their heads and smile bitterly, and they were ruthlessly swept out without a round.
The fifth round continued, only less than half of the ring was lit up, and Ye Feng locked Xu Qingfeng. This disciple seemed to be slightly stronger than Ding Buhui, and it seemed that Yizhongtian was indeed talented.
After half an hour of rest, we are preparing for the next round of competition. After five rounds, there are fewer than 500 disciples left, about 480 or so, for a new round of draws.
It was very strange that it was difficult for powerful disciples to collide together, and Ye Feng began to suspect that there must be weirdness in this sign cage.
I don't know if it was intentional. This time Ye Feng still drew the first round or was the first one to play. It was very strange.