"Brother-in-law, the referee clearly looks strange. Your talent can't possibly be of the upper immortal level!"
Xuanyuan Ming started to complain. He wanted to see how far Ye Feng's talent had reached.
Ye Feng spread his hands. He wanted to know too. He had thought someone would come up with a more advanced gadget that would shock everyone, but in the end, it wasn't like in the novel, where he could show off.
"Never mind, the referee is drawing lots!"
For a moment, countless rays of light flew out from the referee's hands like flowers scattered by a fairy. Ye Feng and Xuanyuan Ming just raised their hands lightly and intercepted a ray of light.
It was a transparent bead, nothing special, not even a low-grade spiritual weapon.
When every genius held a transparent bead in his hand, the referee gently waved his sleeves, and two soft lights of the same color instantly lit up on the court.
"Contestants with the same color come to the ring!"
Xuanyuan Ming looked at Ye Feng, who was shrouded in light, in astonishment. How come his brother-in-law was chosen first?
Then he looked across at the person who was a genius from aristocratic family in the middle stage of the Golden Core stage. Xuanyuan Ming's eyes showed pity, hoping that the child would not suffer any psychological trauma.
"Yunchen!"
"Ye Feng!"
The two men introduced themselves to each other, exchanged a simple bow and greeted each other, then kept a certain distance away.
Yunchen looked at Ye Feng nervously. After all, the referee had just said that Ye Feng had a talent of the upper fairy level. He was not sure if he could deal with such a monster.
When he felt that Ye Feng was only at the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, he felt slightly relieved as the difference in their cultivation levels was not that big.
Just as Yunchen was about to attack, he felt a sharp, cold sensation on his neck.
"Thank you"
Not only did Yunchen fail to see the trajectory of Ye Feng's attack clearly, but Xiong Yingde, who had a higher level of cultivation than Yunchen, also failed to see it clearly. That speed seemed to have directly crossed the space and was impossible to defend against.
Yunchen looked at the sharp sword at his neck, bowed, and then jumped off the stage.
Just when Ye Feng was about to leave, the referee called him:
"Master Ye, the rules of this tournament have been changed. You need to defend the ring for ten rounds before you can rest. As the champion, if you succeed, your points will be doubled. If you fail, you will lose everything. Are you willing to accept the challenge?"
This voice also rang in the ears of all the geniuses from the aristocratic families. Everyone looked at the referee in confusion. There has never been such a way to play the genius battle?
Why did the rules change only this year?
Ye Feng closed his eyes, and others thought that he didn't dare to accept the fight. After all, this was a round-robin battle, and his opponents were all geniuses from aristocratic families. Ye Feng was only in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, so it was simply nonsense for him to withstand ten rounds.
Ye Feng took a deep breath, glanced at the many geniuses below the stage, and spoke slowly:
"Come on together, I want to beat ten of them!"
The geniuses from the noble families in the audience were boiling with excitement. Ye Feng's move was undoubtedly a contempt for everyone. Even if they attacked him together, he had the confidence to deal with it.
They are all chosen by heaven, how could they allow Ye Feng to insult and despise them like this?
Ye Feng actually didn’t have this idea, he just simply thought it would be faster this way.
Xuanyuan Yuehua, who was watching the show in the void, looked at Ye Feng with great interest. As the head of the Xuanyuan family, he had the capital to change the fighting method of this battle of geniuses. He also wanted to see Ye Feng's limits, but he didn't expect Ye Feng to be so arrogant.
"I'll do it!"
"I'm coming too. Even if he's the son-in-law of the Xuanyuan family, he can't humiliate us like this!"
“…”
For a moment, the crowd was excited, and the geniuses from the aristocratic families stood on the stage, looking at Ye Feng with fierce eyes.
Xiong Yingde frowned. He did feel the pressure from Ye Feng, who was in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, but now he could actually say such words. He must be a useless person with courage but no strategy.
Xuanyuan Ming didn't think there was anything wrong with what Ye Feng said. He believed that Ye Feng had the capital.
Soon, ten indignant geniuses from aristocratic families stood on the field with their eyes wide open.
Several people introduced themselves to each other, and the ten of them looked at each other and already had a plan.
Ye Feng just showed unparalleled speed, so they must stick together to avoid being defeated one by one.
In front of the ten people, Ye closed his eyes and did not move at all, as if he was standing there like a green pine tree.
Several people looked at each other and nodded in unison. Ten tentative attacks were launched towards Ye Feng, but Ye Feng stood still, as if he was really asleep, without dodging or evading!
The referee was even ready to rescue at any time. This man must be of high status, and he dared not let anything happen to him.
But when the ten attacks passed through Ye Feng's body without causing any harm to him, everyone was dumbfounded. What kind of method was this?
Ye Feng slowly opened his tightly closed eyes, sighed softly, and instantly appeared above a small group of ten people, lightly throwing a punch.
"Damn it! Golden Bell Cover!"
A sturdy man in the late Jindan stage roared, and a huge golden shield completely enveloped the few people, seemingly indestructible.
"Hurry up and grab your protective treasures. I may not be able to block this punch!"
The sturdy man struggled to hold up the golden bell to block Ye Feng's punch, and the remaining nine people hurriedly took out their protective treasures, and only then were they able to block Ye Feng's casual punch.
"We can't just sit there and wait for death any longer!"
Someone whispered that Ye Feng hadn't even used his full strength yet, and they had already become like this. If they didn't take the initiative to attack, they would really have no chance of winning.
"One Finger Zen!"
"Rising Dragon Palm!"
"Give me back my Piao Piao Fist!"
"Yang Blade Slash!"
“…”
They locked onto Ye Feng and unleashed all of their strongest moves. Only in this way could they have a glimmer of hope of victory.
A smile appeared on Ye Feng's lips as he watched countless attacks coming towards him.
For the ten geniuses from aristocratic families, there is one good news and one bad news.
The good news is that all the attacks landed on Ye Feng instead of passing through his body;
Bad news, Ye Feng is unharmed!
The hearts of several people suddenly felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar, freezing cold. How could they play this game?
Others' attacks were critical hits, but when they attacked together, they were not even worthy of giving Ye Feng a scratch!
"It's my turn now!"
Ye Feng did not use any martial arts, just a simple punch, but it made the faces of the ten people on the opposite side change drastically. This was even more terrifying than the last punch.
Xuanyuan Ming in the audience fell into deep thought. Why did this punch feel so familiar? Could it be that Ye Feng was also a physical cultivator? But Ye Feng was clearly a swordsman.
He shook his head and watched the fight on the ring intently.
The ten people wanted to replicate the method of resisting Ye Feng's fist again, but the seemingly incomparably hard golden bell cover instantly shattered under such a terrifying punch, and did not even last for a second.
Ten people fell down from the stage like kites with broken strings. Ye Feng slowly uttered two words:
"Thank you!"
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