So Liu Jinxiang stood obediently behind Ye Feng like a maid.
Chi Zhongcheng returned to his seat and surveyed all the martial artists present.
"Now that everyone is here, let's continue our discussion..."
Before Chi Zhongcheng could finish speaking, a martial artist below suddenly stood up and said with displeasure, "Why is this newcomer, Ye Feng, sitting in the seat of honor? I'm not satisfied!"
“Chen Zhiwu, Mr. Ye is a master who killed the sect leader of the Secret Soul Sect. I advise you to behave yourself,” Chi Zhongcheng said meaningfully.
"Heh, so what if Lin Chaofeng is killed? Maybe he didn't rely on his own strength, but on some other means?" Chen Zhiwu said with a sneer.
Everyone else looked at Ye Feng, all of them with expressions of anticipation.
Ye Feng was not surprised; he had long expected someone to challenge him at the Wind Pool Dharma Assembly.
He had already thought of this when Chi Zhongcheng arranged for him to sit in the seat of honor with the heads of the four major families.
"So what do you want? To spar with me?" Night Wind asked.
"I wouldn't dare to spar, but I would really like to ask Mr. Ye to teach me a few moves." Chen Zhiwu clasped his hands together, looking at Ye Feng with eager anticipation.
Chen Zhiwu's words sound nice, nominally he's giving pointers, but in reality it's just a friendly exchange.
If Ye Feng defeats him, then naturally he will teach him; but if Ye Feng loses, then it's uncertain who will teach whom!
"Mr. Ye, look at this..."
Chi Zhongcheng looked at Ye Feng with a troubled expression.
This guy orchestrated everything, but now he's acting all troubled, as if he's completely innocent.
This person is a really good actor!
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Since Chen Zhiwu wants to learn a few moves from me, I'll reluctantly agree."
"Okay, Mr. Ye, as long as you agree."
Chi Zhongcheng laughed and continued, "However, you two must not kill him; you can only stop when you've made a move."
"That's natural."
As soon as Chen Zhiwu finished speaking, he lunged at Ye Feng with his bare hands.
Since Chen Zhiwu did not use any magical artifacts, Ye Feng naturally would not summon Lei Ji.
Seeing Chen Zhiwu charging menacingly towards her, Liu Jinxiang was terrified and turned pale.
Ye Feng, however, remained as still as Mount Tai, quietly watching Chen Zhiwu punch him in the chest.
Chen Zhiwu only made his move when his fist was about to strike Ye Feng.
The night breeze arrived first, gently pressing its palm onto Chen Zhiwu's fist, and a burst of violent true energy immediately erupted from Chen Zhiwu's fist.
But Ye Feng simply smiled faintly and easily neutralized the true energy that erupted from Chen Zhiwu's fist.
A gentle breeze then blew through the hall, like a spring breeze caressing one's face.
After deflecting Chen Zhiwu's punch, Ye Feng pushed forward, unleashing a burst of Dragon Emperor True Qi from his palm.
Chen Zhiwu's expression changed drastically, and his body flew backward uncontrollably.
Thump!
Chen Zhiwu fell to the ground in a disheveled state, like a drowned dog.
Seeing this, a cold glint flashed in Chi Zhongcheng's eyes as he sat calmly on the high platform. He thought to himself: Could it be that Ye Feng has already broken through the bottleneck and become a True Yuan Realm martial arts master like me?
The heads of the four major families all showed surprise.
The martial artists sitting in the lower seats were all visibly shocked.
After all, Chen Zhiwu was a martial artist at the sixth level of the Separation and Union Realm. Although he could not be on par with the heads of the four major families, he was not far off.
But now Ye Feng has defeated Chen Zhiwu with ease. Such strength cannot help but make them feel shocked!
"Could Mr. Ye be a master of the ninth level of the Separation and Union Realm?"
"Impossible! Even someone at the ninth level of the Separation and Union Realm couldn't defeat Chen Zhiwu so easily! After all, Chen Zhiwu is at the sixth level of the Separation and Union Realm, only three levels lower than the heads of the four major families!"
"So that means Mr. Ye is a True Essence Realm expert?"
"I never expected Mr. Ye to be so young, yet so powerful!"
"Perhaps they have the secret to maintaining their youthful appearance, and are actually older than all of us here?"
The martial artists below the seats were all talking amongst themselves, whispering among themselves.
"You flatter me," Ye Feng said with a smile.
Chen Zhiwu got up from the ground with a dark face and said, "Mr. Ye's strength is indeed formidable, and it is only right that he is seated in the seat of honor."
After saying that, Chen Zhiwu returned to his seat and sat down obediently.
However, just as Chen Zhiwu sat down, another martial artist stood up.
This person was a beautiful woman who looked to be around thirty years old, but a martial artist's appearance cannot reflect their true age.
After all, there are far too many elixirs, magical artifacts, and even magical talismans that can be used to preserve youth, and women love beauty.
Therefore, the female warrior's real age has absolutely nothing to do with her appearance!
"This humble woman would also like to learn a few moves from you," the beautiful woman said to Ye Feng with a graceful bow and a smile.
"You're not convinced by me either?" Ye Feng asked.
"It's not that I'm unconvinced, it's just that I'm interested in Mr. Ye and a bit curious. Besides, Chen Zhiwu was defeated too quickly; I didn't even see what he did before he lost. Mr. Ye, you only made one move from beginning to end, which really can't satisfy my curiosity," the beautiful woman said with a smile.
Chi Zhongcheng, standing on the high platform, immediately explained, "Mr. Ye, this lady is Luo Qingwei, a renowned acupuncture master in our Fengchi City. Her Spiritual Acupuncture Needles are extremely powerful; even I would have to be very careful when facing her."
"Lord Chi, why did you expose all my secrets?" Luo Qingwei said coquettishly, then gave Ye Feng a charming look.
Night Breeze said calmly, "Since you want to test my strength, then make your move. Don't waste any more time."
"Alright, I'm making my move. Mr. Ye, you'd better watch out!"
As soon as Luo Qingwei finished speaking, she began to pluck the strings with her fingers.
Luo Qingwei did not use any magical artifacts either, but the true energy she flicked out from her ten fingers condensed into flying needles, which shot towards Ye Feng.
Furthermore, these flying needles attacked the night wind from various angles, with incredibly tricky angles.
The night breeze merely smiled at her, without moving an inch.
Jingle bells!
Hundreds of flying needles, formed from concentrated true energy, struck Ye Feng, but caused him no harm whatsoever.
"Your technique is quite good, but its power is too weak. It can't even break through my protective true energy," Ye Feng said, shaking his head.
Luo Qingwei stuck out her tongue and said, "Then Mr. Ye, try this trick of mine again!"
Luo Qingwei's fingers danced, and a row of silver needles lined up, piercing towards the night wind!
If a single silver needle cannot penetrate the protective aura of the night wind, how can hundreds of silver needles attack the same spot simultaneously?
This should allow us to break it open!
The martial artists sitting below were all thinking to themselves, while Luo Qingwei's face showed a hint of anticipation.
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