When he heard this sentence, the teenagers of different races around him were slightly stunned and looked at Ye Feng in disbelief.

"What?" The Bemonic boy was stunned.

"I said!" Ye Feng said coldly: "Honest mother, have you heard it?"

This time, the group of teenagers of all different races suddenly exploded, and their eyes were filled with shock when they looked at Ye Feng.

The Bemonic boy came back to his senses and shouted furiously: "You humble human race, dare you scold me?"

A sharp cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes and he sneered: "Bemons, right? Just a bemon, a monster that can turn into a human form. It will still give you face if you treat you as a human."

The Bemon teenager was furious and shouted: "You actually compare me to that stupid monster?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly and said, "You are worse than a monster."

The Bemonic boy suddenly became furious, his face turned red like a pig's liver, and he shouted: "Human boy, I advise you to hand over the local martial arts from yesterday, otherwise you will feel better!"

Earth-level martial arts! Ye Feng's pupils suddenly shrank. It turned out that they were coming for the Earth-level martial arts. No wonder they came here to find fault!

"Silly Beamon!"

A sarcasm appeared on Ye Feng's face, and he laughed to the sky. After laughing, he said coldly: "Do you think you'll hand it over if you asked me to hand it over?"

The Bemonic boy stretched out his muscles and bones, and his whole body burst out with a crackling sound. His face was filled with gloomy and he said viciously: "Don't think you are a special recruitment student, I dare not touch you. In Tianfeng Academy, as students from the same college, fighting with each other is free. I am also a student in the outer school. Today I will teach you a lesson to see if you hand it over."

In fact, what the Bemonic teenager said is true and false. In Tianfeng Academy, as long as students with similar strength fight each other, it is free to fight with each other. As long as one of the students challenges and the other student is not injured or other reasons, battle is inevitable. It can also be said to be forced combat. The surface strength of this Bemonic teenager is in the late stage of four-star stage, that is, the high-level martial spirit cultivation level. Ye Feng's superficial strength is in the mid-stage of four-star stage, and he could not challenge Ye Feng, but because Ye Feng is a special recruitment student and his nature is different, it is also possible for Bemonic teenager to challenge Ye Feng.

"Is that true?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with light, and he said coldly: "The earth-level martial arts are on me. If you have the ability, come and get it!"

The Bemonite boy laughed: "Human boy, you have never seen the strength of the Bemonites! How dare you yell at me?"

"What a self-righteous and arrogant and stupid pig!" Ye Feng said without hesitation.

The Bemonic boy's face suddenly turned red and he shouted: "You are looking for death!"

With one step forward, the Bimon teenager suddenly transformed into a Bimon beast with a height of six or seven meters. His limbs were as thick as a huge stone pillar, his body was green and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

With a roar towards the sky, the Bemonic boy looked down at Ye Feng and said rumblingly: "Human boy, I want you to pay the price!" At this moment, Ye Feng was like a ridiculous and tender child in the eyes of this terrifying Bemonic boy, as if he could crush Ye Feng to death with a finger.

Ye Feng smiled faintly and said leisurely: "Price? The price has to be paid..." After a pause, a sharp cold light burst out from Ye Feng's eyes, and he said coldly: "However, it is not me who needs to pay, but you! You must pay the price for insulting the human race!"

The Bemonic boy yelled to the sky and stepped on the ground with a heavy kick. There was a loud bang on the ground, and the entire training ground was shaking faintly, with an extremely terrifying momentum.

"It's just a savage! Besides, I may not lose to you!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly and stood calmly. The terrifying and violent four-star mid-stage aura suddenly emanated. He was covered in black and windless, and the violent aura was forced straight towards the Bimon boy opposite.

The Begun boy was full of momentum, and the powerful aura that was comparable to the high-level martial spirit in the later stage of the four-star period was released, and he met Ye Feng's momentum.

Puff! The two huge auras collided and made a dull sound, slightly stronger than the momentum of the Mongolian boy, and reversed the direction and suppressed Ye Feng with a weak aura advantage.

Ye Feng smiled coldly and stood calmly, with his weak momentum turning into an invisible attack.

In the distance, Ruoxi, wearing a pink dress, had a faint smile on her pretty face, and she watched Ye Feng and the Bimon boy from afar.

Huh! A breeze blew by, and an old man with a behemoth beast on his forehead appeared beside Ruoxi.

Ruoxi seemed a little surprised and said lightly: "Elder Meng!"

The old man narrowed his eyes, and the little Bimono beast on his forehead faintly emitted a green light, and he said thoughtfully: "Master Ruoxi, did you arrange this on purpose?"

Ruoxi smiled faintly: "Why did Elder Meng say this?"

The old man laughed and said, "Master Ruoxi seems to care for this Ye Feng very much!"

"Is that true?" Ruoxi raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "What can I say that I made it on purpose? The Bemon Giant Beast Clan... I just gave Ye Feng a local martial arts skill, but..." After a pause, Ruoxi said playfully: "Elder Meng, is there such a lack of local martial arts skill in your clan? All the kids in the clan are going to snatch it?"

The old man's face was not very good-looking, and he said with a stiff face: "The boy in the clan is ignorant. Seeing Ye Feng's strong strength, he just wanted to challenge him because he was itchy."

"Is that?" Ruoxi said in surprise: "That's what I heard wrong! The Bemon Behemoth Clan really loves fighting!"

"But..." Ruoxi smiled faintly: "I am looking forward to the outcome of this battle."

The old man laughed and said, "Master Ruoxi seems to be very confident in the boys in your clan!"

Ruoxi lightly opened her cherry lips and said, "Fighting is a tempering for oneself. It is not necessary to make him familiar with the way of fighting, and it may not necessarily require victory."

The old man smiled and said without a smile: "I heard that this kid is a special recruit student with ten stars in combat power and ten stars in response speed. It seems that another amazing person will grow up in the human race!"

Ruoxi smiled faintly: "Elder Meng smiled! I wonder if Elder Meng is interested in staying to watch the battle together?"

"Of course!" The old man smiled sinisterly: "It is my honor to be able to watch the battle with Mentor Ruoxi."

Ruoxi stopped talking and watched the confrontation between Ye Feng and the Bimon boy from afar.

There was a powerful aura between Ye Feng and the Bimon teenager. The scene was like a powder barrel. As long as there was a wire, it would cause an earth-shaking explosion.

"Monqifei is a strong man who can rank within one thousand in the outer courtyard. The special recruitment of ten-star attack power is nothing to him!"

"Yes! I think that human boy is going to be in trouble! It would be fine if he handed over the secret book early! There is no chance now."

"I can't tell! I think that human boy is not a good man!"

Teenagers of different races around were talking, watching the confrontation between Ye Feng and the Bimon teenagers nervously.

"Can there be more than a thousand people in the outer courtyard?"

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sharp cold light burst out.

"Are you scared?" The Bemonic boy laughed loudly, and his laughter roared: "I care what special admissions you are, and you will still beat you up with one punch!"

"It's interesting!" Ye Feng's mouth curled slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his face: "Do you really think that human race is a soft persimmon that you can knead?"

"Hahaha!" The Bemonic young man took another step forward, and his huge body stood three feet away in front of Ye Feng. He leaned down and his huge head poked down. His pair of eyes as big as a copper bell stared at Ye Feng and said, "The human race is so small, where is my opponent?"

A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes and he said lightly: "Can you start?"

"Of course, it's OK at any time!" said the Bemonic boy jokingly.

"Then I'm not polite!"

A cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, his right hand stretched out like lightning, clasped his palm into a fist, and quickly punched out with lightning speed, and his powerful fist punched straight towards the huge chin in front of him.

"You!" The Bemonic boy was suddenly shocked, and the fist in his pupils quickly magnified.

Bang! There was a crisp sound, and before he could speak, Ye Feng's fist hit the chin of the Bimon boy from bottom to top.

Puff! The Bemonic boy wailed, and his huge head that was tilted down was knocked back to his original form by a huge force. His mouth was covered in blood, and a mouthful of blood mixed with a few broken teeth were spit out.

Dingdeng! Being impacted by huge force, the Bimonic boy's body retreated one after another, and finally sat on the ground, and the training ground suddenly vibrated.

Slowly retracting his fist, Ye Feng smiled faintly and said leisurely: "Oh! What's wrong with the powerful Bemon beast? I'm a weak human race!" Ye Feng did not use his fighting spirit in this move, but just used pure power to repel the Bemon boy and let him learn a lesson.

The Bemonic boy slowly climbed up, his huge body as high as six or seven meters trembled, and his penis, as big as a copper bell, was filled with rage, and his eyes were staring at Ye Feng.
Chapter completed!