The young generation of Qian Tianmen were all shocked. Zhang Feng, who was at the third level of Qi Control, used his great Flame Holy Fist and defeated nine other people among the top ten heroes with one move. Among them, one was at the third level of Qi Control, three were at the second level of Qi Control, and five were at the second level of Qi Control. The first level of Qi control.
It's not even his full strength.
Then how strong must his full strength be?
How terrifying must his limit be?
"At the third level of Qi Control, he has mastered the first-level mid-level martial arts Flame Holy Fist. A month ago, Ye Tian, who was at the third level of Qi Control, had not yet mastered this martial skill. At the same level, Zhang Feng had already crushed Ye God! Even if Ye Tian is still here, he will definitely not be Zhang Feng’s opponent!"
"It was said before that Ye Tian is the number one genius among the younger generation of our Qian Tianmen. Now it seems that Zhang Feng was hiding something before! In terms of talent, Ye Tian is definitely not as good as him!"
"Many people still suspect that it was the Great Elder who framed Ye Tian as the cause in order to remove Ye Tian's obstacle for Zhang Feng. Now it seems that is not the case. Zhang Feng is not afraid of Ye Tian at all, so why should he deal with Ye Tian in advance?"
"Yes, it seems that Ye Tianzhen really stole our Qiantian Clan's most precious treasure, the Sky Lantern, and was discovered by the Great Elder. We all misunderstood the Great Elder and Zhang Feng before!"
All the disciples were conquered by Zhang Feng.
The nine heroes who were knocked off the ring all lowered their arrogant heads. No matter they liked Zhang Feng or not, no one dared to disapprove of Zhang Feng's strength!
Even among Ye Tian's supporters and those who complained for Ye Tian, many defected in the face of the battle. They began to support Zhang Feng, shout for Zhang Feng, and go crazy for him.
Not only the younger generation was extremely shocked, but also the top management of Qiantianmen were all whispering and discussing. Many people had already looked at Zhang Moyuan with flattering expressions and began to congratulate him in advance.
There was a hint of gloom in Song Haocang's deep eyes.
Zhang Feng's strength exceeded his expectations.
The leader of the Qiantian Clan, who has always been strategizing, felt for the first time that the situation was out of control!
"Zhang Feng is indeed ten times, a hundred times stronger than that shameless bastard Ye Tian! And he's even more handsome than Ye Tian!" The girl in green leaned close to the ear of the girl in white and whispered softly, "Miss, do you think he's worthy of your attention? Although he is now He is still very weak, but if Miss personally gives guidance, I believe he will soon become Miss’s right-hand man, and it is not impossible to catch up with the guy named Zhao!”
The girl in white shook her head and said, "It's just trying to please others!"
The girl in green said: "Anyway, I think he is better than Ye Tian! If he can't do it, then Ye Tian can't do it even more. There is no need for us to waste our precious time here!"
The girl in white said: "Don't talk too much, or you will be slapped in the face later!"
The girl in green clothes said in surprise: "Does that bastard Ye Tian dare to come? Even if he dares to come, will he be Zhang Feng's opponent? Miss, why are you so sure? Moreover, Ye Tian is the evil thief who took away the Silver Moon Fruit. ,Aren’t you angry, Miss?”
The girl in white gouged out the girl in green and said angrily: "Who said I'm not angry anymore?"
The girl in green clothes said suspiciously: "Then why do you seem to be looking forward to Ye Tian so much?"
The girl in white said: "Are there any conflicts between anger and expectation?"
"Uh... is it a conflict? Isn't it a conflict?"
The girl in green scratched her head and looked confused.
She could no longer understand the young lady's thoughts.
They obviously came to settle accounts with Ye Tian, but instead of going to Xuanwu City, they came to Tianmen.
Originally, she thought that the young lady wanted to watch the competition between the younger generations of Qiantianmen, select the suitable candidate, and then go to Xuanwu City to settle the score with Ye Tian.
Why now, it seems that the young lady is here to wait for Ye Tian.
Not only did she firmly believe that Ye Tian would come, but she didn't seem to be that angry anymore.
"Huh, what's so good about that Ye Tian? What's going on with his Dantian? Just his despicable and shameless behavior is not worthy of Miss's attention. I actually think Zhang Feng is a hundred times better than him. No, it’s a thousand times more!” The girl in green pouted her mouth and murmured in dissatisfaction.
The girl in white was immediately amused by the childish words of the girl in green! She shook her head and said nothing.
A gleam of wisdom flashed in a pair of eyes that were like autumn water.
On the ring, Zhang Feng, who had been showing off invisibly, under the shock, awe, admiration, and fanatical attention of countless people, looked proudly and proudly at the girl in white on the high platform.
I saw the girl in white and the girl in green whispering, as if they were talking about something.
What else can we talk about at this time?
Of course we are talking about this brilliant genius!
Zhang Feng's heart suddenly surged and he was secretly excited.
"Master, can we make the announcement now?" Zhang Moyuan said with a proud smile when he saw Song Haocang sitting still for a long time.
This time he won the battle for the position of Young Master!
Song Haocang took a deep look at Zhang Moyuan, a hint of coldness flashed through his eyes, but a warm smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile: "I'll bother you, the Great Elder, to make the announcement!"
Zhang Moyuan smiled, stood up without hesitation, walked to the front of the rostrum, pressed his hands to calm down the noise, and announced in a majestic and exciting voice:
"I declare that Zhang Feng has won the final victory in the competition of the younger generation. Today he is officially appointed as my Young Master of Tianmen..."
"Wait a minute!"
Just missing the last word, a loud shout suddenly sounded.
Like thunder breaking through the sky, Zhang Moyuan's majestic voice was suddenly dispersed.
Zhang Moyuan's face suddenly darkened, and two gleams of cold light shot out from his eyes, shooting in the direction of the sound.
The rest of the people were also shocked and looked for help.
Who dares to speak out and interrupt the great elder Zhang Moyuan at this critical moment?
Wherever Zhang Moyuan looked, all the disciples panicked and scattered like birds and beasts.
Soon, there was only one person left in the northwest corner of the martial arts arena.
A young man who is as steady as a mountain and has a sharp edge.
There was an evil sneer on the corner of the young man's mouth, as if telling everyone that he did it on purpose.
He just wanted to interrupt Zhang Moyuan at this most critical moment.
I'm so angry that I won't give up!
This young man looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, with a tall and powerful figure, fair skin, a sharp face, and exquisite facial features.
A pair of eyes are dazzling, exuding bright light, like stars in the sky; a pair of sword eyebrows on the temples, sharp and unparalleled, better than two unsheathed swords.
His temperament is soaring and his style is peerless.
With his hands behind his back, he looked down upon the audience.
Like a superior person, he actually made many young disciples feel as if they were standing tall at the top of a mountain.
Especially when Zhang Moyuan's cold and stern gaze was directed at him, instead of showing any fear, he showed a hint of murderous intent and a sarcastic look.
Everyone's first reaction was, who is this young man?
How can you have such courage?
Compared with Zhang Feng, the first person of the younger generation of Qiantianmen...