"Damn it, it's a mental attack! Whose origin of this person can actually attack mentally!"

There were many phantoms around him, and a sense of dizziness came from his mind. Ye Xing's face changed slightly, and he quickly started using the "Soul-Surface Technique".

Mental attacks are very mysterious, and secret techniques about this are very rare in martial arts. Shaolin Temple's "The Roar of the Buddhist Lion" can only be counted as half, and Tianxueshan's "Cold Moon Eyeing the Sky Song" can barely be counted as half.

This masked man Zhaofeng actually had a complete set of spiritual secret techniques, which really surprised Ye Xing.

However, Ye Xing was not afraid. With the operation of "Soul-Surfing Technique", the dizziness in his mind was immediately eliminated, and then he began to fight back.

On the ring, the two stood opposite each other and directly launched a dangerous mental attack.

During the battle, Ye Xing found that the opponent's mental power was also very powerful, which surprised Ye Xing. You should know that Ye Xing has the help of the super spiritual pill, Taixu Concentrating Pill, and his mental power is now more powerful than that of many.

When the innate realm was powerful, he found that the mental power of this masked man Zangfeng was also the first-class innate realm.

In fact, Zangfeng's heart was even more shocked than Ye Xing at this moment. He originally thought that with his strong mental power, he could definitely turn the outcome and win the first place in one fell swoop.

However, after the real fight, he discovered that Ye Xing's mental power was actually stronger than him.

"How is it possible? How could Ye San's mental power be stronger than me!" The masked man Zhaofeng's face was extremely shocked, and a storm was stirring up in his heart.

In the fierce confrontation, both sides were quickly consumed.

Zangfeng's face turned pale. He knew that if he didn't withdraw, it would be dangerous. If he accidentally got hurt, his brain might be severely damaged. He immediately restrained his mental power and retreated suddenly.

"You lost!" Ye Xing looked at Zangfeng opposite and said lightly.

Obviously, in the battle just now, Ye Xing still had the upper hand, and "Soul-Seeing Technique" and powerful mental power have always suppressed each other.

"Well, I didn't expect your mental power to be so strong!" The masked man Zangfeng said with a flash of eyes: "Ye San, I feel that there seem to be many secrets on you, which makes me more and more curious!"

"Isn't you the same!" Ye Xing said lightly: "If you don't agree, we can compete again!"

"No need." The masked man Zhaofeng said: "I was bound to the point of being in Wuliang Mountain, and I was very unhappy in the fight!"

"By the way, don't die. It's rare to meet an opponent. I look forward to a real showdown with you in the future!" The masked man Zhaofeng bent a cold evil charm on the corner of his mouth, and gently tapped the ground with his toes and rolled up for a while.

Yin Feng quickly retreated from the ring.

"Hey, what's going on? Why did Zangfeng automatically retreat from the arena?"

"You lost, Junior Brother Lin, haven't you noticed that the Tibetan Feng is at the end of his strength!"

"That's true. Although the Zangfeng is amazing, he is still a little worse than Ye San!"

"That Ye San is really powerful, and he is also a martial artist in body refining and flowing. He is well-deserved as the number one in the Qingwu Club!"

"The next issue of "Dragon and Phoenix List" should be coming soon. There is no doubt that the top of the list will definitely change hands!"

Under the arena, many warriors whispered and talked, and were very noisy and lively.

With the masked man Zangfeng giving up, Ye Xing won the first place in this Youth Martial Arts Conference and the finals officially ended.

"It's strange, why did this Zangfeng refuse to burst out all his strength from beginning to end!" A trace of doubt flashed through Ye Xing's eyes.

Although Zangfeng exploded all his cultivation in the finals, Ye Xing still felt that his strength was still retained. It was definitely not as simple as it was on the surface. Perhaps he, like Ye Xing, had some concerns.

"What is the origin of this Tibetan Feng? I feel that the identity is a bit mysterious!" Ye Xing said in his heart, then shook his head again, too lazy to think about it. The other party did not use all his strength, and Ye Xing also retained it. "Qingyun Sword Technique" was not used.

"The Seven Swords of Demon Killing" is also not used. Regardless of the hidden strength, at least among the power that both parties can use on the surface, Ye Xing won the other party. Buddhist relics can be used in hand, as for other rankings,

Ye Xing really doesn't care.

With the end of the finals, the award ceremony officially began.

The Qingwu Conference is a martial arts competition every three years, with extremely rich prizes. There are top-quality treasures, precious elixirs and other prizes. All the top 30 have prizes.

The prizes went from low to high. As young warriors received the prizes, it was finally Ye Xing, the first place.

"The Buddhist relics are finally coming!" Ye Xing walked onto the podium, his eyes filled with anticipation. Buddhist relics are the treasure for Ye Xing to enhance his strength, and are the key to breaking through to the seventh turn of the golden body.

Practicing into a golden body means that Ye Xing has truly entered the Forest of Strong People.

"Amitabha, congratulations to the donor Ye San for winning the first place in this Qingwu Conference!" Master Kongyun, abbot of Shaolin Temple, took out a jade box as big as a palm and handed it to Ye Xing, and said aloud: "This relic is the passing of Master Huaiming.

What was left at that time is now given to the donor Ye San for the prize, please use it well. If you can achieve something in the future, I hope that the donor Ye San for the donor can benefit the martial arts world. How good is it!”

"Well, thank you abbot!" Ye Xing looked happy and took the jade box. He opened it and saw a round relics lying quietly in the jade box. The relics only had their thumbs and fingers.

The size is golden all over, with a faint golden halo faintly visible on the surface, and the precious light is everywhere.

The relics are the most treasures of Buddhism and the essence of energy left by the monks when they passed away. Not all monks can leave relics. Only those who have truly attained enlightenment and have practiced the golden body can have the qualifications and abilities to keep them.

Relic. When the monk was dead, his body was cremated. Except for the ashes, all the energy essence and lifelong cultivation were refined and concentrated in the fire, and then it was condensed into a Buddhist relics.

Even the first-class innate realm is extremely envious of treasures like Buddhist relics.

"Amitabha, I don't know if I have something to ask about it!" Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, clasped his hands together and said loudly to Ye Xing.

"Abbot is polite. Just ask if you have anything to say!" Ye Xing said immediately. Ye Xing has a very good impression of Master Kongyun. It is not just because Master Kongyun blocked the Rising Sun Dongsheng for Ye Xing.
Chapter completed!