Chapter Eighty-Three: Country Bumpkin

  Yefeng's eyebrow twitched as he thought to himself: This kid looks familiar, oh yeah, I remember now. He was bullied before and I stood up for him back then, haha, good deeds do get rewarded after all.

  Ye Feng cupped his hands and said: "Hehe, then thank you, Brother Li."

  "Brother Ye, no need to be polite. From now on, just call me Little Liangzi and give me any orders, I'll definitely carry them out without hesitation."

  Ye Feng's face was filled with satisfaction: Not bad, I've gained a younger brother, and it seems that justice has been served.

  Ye Feng pretended to be a big brother, patted Li Liang's shoulder and said: "Since that's the case, if you have any difficulties in the future, come find me, we'll help each other out. As long as I can help, I will definitely do my best."

  Just as Ye Feng was feeling proud, Sun Zhengyang's voice echoed from the high platform again: "After the evaluation of all the elders, the first match of the Fei Yang Peak True Transmission Grand Selection Finals has been won by Luo Feiyu."

  Lu Feiyu on the stage heard the news of his victory, but he didn't jump up with joy. His face was filled with anger and his eyes were fixed on Ye Feng in the stands, as if he wanted to devour him.

  Niu San shook his head regretfully, still with a lot of style, and thought to Luo Fei Yu bowed his hands, picked up the "Vajra Spear" that had fallen to the ground, and walked down from the arena with his head hung low.

  "Next is the second match..."

  Sun Zhengyang was about to announce the lineup for the second match, but Luo Feiyu interrupted him, pointing at Ye Feng in the stands with his "Hansil Sword" and loudly saying: "I want to challenge Ye Feng in the second match, please approve, esteemed elders."

  Ye Feng was taken aback and thought to himself: Ah, this little girl can't wait any longer, she's even delivering herself to my doorstep. I've been looking down on her for a long time now. Since this weak woman has taken the initiative to ask for battle, I, a big man, shouldn't pretend to be a turtle hiding in its shell anymore.

  Ye Feng suddenly stood up and rushed towards Sun Zhengyang in the high seats of the viewing platform, saying: "The disciple is willing to accept the challenge."

  Everyone's eyes on the platform focused on Ye Feng, and the two senior brothers beside Ye Feng stared at him in surprise and said: "Ye... Ye Feng? Could it be that you... are that righteous little boy?"

  Ye Feng raised his hand in a salute and smiled: "Sorry, the two of you just mentioned that righteous young man, it's me."

  The various elders conferred in whispers for half a day, after which the Great Elder Duan Tianya stood on the high platform and announced loudly: "After discussion among all the elders, it has been decided that Luo Feiyu will continue to participate in the second round of competition, against the inner sect disciple Ye Feng."

  He was about to go on stage, Ye Feng took a deep breath. Woman? Honestly, he had never hit a woman before, but this little girl was too annoying, just looking at her made him want to kill her. At times like these, it wasn't about being chivalrous, directly knocking her down was the real deal.

  Ye Feng thought about how to make a move while walking from the stands to the center of the field in big strides, and with a sudden burst of strength, he jumped onto the circular arena that was over three meters high.

  "Fei Yang Peak inner disciple, Ye Feng."

  "Hmph, country bumpkin."

  Hick? Ye Feng twitched the corner of his mouth, I've used a mobile phone, have you? I've been on the internet, have you? I've taken a train, have you? Even if this body was once righteous for you, that wasn't me being righteous for you, is it necessary to be like this?

  "The game is on!"

  Luo Feiyu quickly threw out a hand seal, the treasure sword in his hand was raised, "whoosh" and flew into the air, flashing with cold light, humming loudly in mid-air, and then stabbed towards Ye Feng fiercely.

  "So fast? So ruthless?" Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, the sword in the sky turned into three, and the cold sword light locked layer by layer: "Want to kill someone?"

  The viewing platform erupted in a chorus of gasps: "Look, 'Separate Sword Technique'! Even from here, you can feel the intense sword energy. This kid is done for."

  "This 'Split Sword Technique' is just one of the introductory sword techniques of the Inverse Heaven Sword Sect, which can split a treasured sword into multiple ones, but only one is real and the rest are illusions. A master can see through it at a glance, but those with slightly lower cultivation cannot distinguish between true and false, and can only dodge each sword to avoid being injured by the real one."

  Three? Ye Feng's eyes narrowed into a slit, which one was real? The left one!

  Clang! The sound of metal colliding echoed on the arena for a long time, Ye Feng wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead. If it weren't for cultivating the Five Elements True Dragon's Great Decision, which greatly improved his eyesight, he might have ended up like the current state of the arena!

  The granite floor of the arena, which even an iron axe would find hard to chop, now looked as fragile as tofu in front of Hansi's sword. The entire blade had sunk into the ground, if it were stabbed into a person's body, would they still be alive?

  "Damn it! You little brat, do you really want me to die?" Ye Feng's palms were trembling with rage, the true energy of Wu Xing Zhen Long Da Jue surging throughout his body: "I don't have a habit of not hitting women! Want me to die? Let's see who dies first!"

  Wooooo...

  Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew on the arena, and twenty or so different colored fifth-grade spirit symbols shot out from Ye Feng's treasure bag, densely arranged together like a long dragon formed by talismans. The quiet arena was instantly filled with a surge of spiritual energy, and the inner disciples who were watching the battle nearby subconsciously took a step back. What is this? Where did so many fifth-grade spirit symbols come from?

  "Y...". Luo Feiyu looked up at the spiritual symbols in the sky with a shocked gaze, how could there be so many fifth-grade spiritual symbols? This is bad!

  "Little girl, your master taught you how to cultivate immortality, but today I'll teach you how to be a human being!" Ye Feng's palms suddenly clenched into fists and slashed downwards, the spiritual symbols in the sky bursting forth with dazzling light, exploding into fragments: "Think you can use the sect rules to kill me? Explode for me!"

  The overwhelming spiritual power mixed with violent winds, sand and rocks, fireballs and icy condensed platforms danced wildly in the sky, completely covering the ground where Luo Fei Yu was standing. The only thing that could be heard was the deafening explosion, and it seemed impossible to see anything else in this chaotic flow of spiritual energy.

  In the blink of an eye, dozens of deafening explosions erupted one after another, and a figure flew out of the chaotic spiritual energy flow, completely disregarding the laws of gravity. The figure flew straight out of the arena and landed heavily on the ground. Luo Feiyu's previously radiant and beautiful outer garment was now tattered and worn out, her face covered in blood, and she could no longer be seen as stunningly beautiful. She lay unconscious on the ground.

  The outcome is already decided!

  The audience was dead silent, everyone's mouth agape, staring blankly at the ring still being ravaged by spiritual energy, and Ye Feng standing triumphantly on the ring, luxurious! Overbearing! His moves were so fierce! Was this really the Ye Feng from before?

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