Listening to Ye Feng's arrogant words, all the martial arts geniuses present were furious. They admitted that Ye Feng was very strong, but they could not insult them like this!
"Ye Feng, I'm here to meet you!"
Mo Hao's expression was cold and stern, with a fierce light rolling in his eyes, like a lone wolf, taking action brazenly.
"Slow, too slow!"
Ye Feng's expression was indifferent, and he suddenly took a step forward, and his figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Old Mo, be careful!"
"He, his speed!"
The next second, Ye Feng's figure appeared on Mo Hao's left side, stretched out one hand, and easily grabbed Mo Hao's neck as if leading a chicken.
"This is impossible!"
Mo Hao was shocked. You must know that he is a genuine third-level warrior. But now, he was easily grabbed by the neck by Ye Feng.
"How could this happen? Mo Hao is also a third-level warrior after all. How could he be so weak?"
"He is not a third-level warrior!" A genius, with shock and fear on his face, pointed at Ye Feng, who was holding Mo Hao's neck with one hand, "He, he must be a second-level warrior!"
Ye Feng was also very surprised. He had seen the physical data of Yun Xing and Mo Hao. Although they were not as good as him, they were not bad either. Why were they so weak in battle?
"Bang!"
Holding Mo Hao's neck with one hand, Ye Feng's waist suddenly bent. In the horrified eyes of everyone, Mo Hao's back was hit hard on the ground.
"Crack!"
The terrifying power caused the ground of the martial arts training ground to crack, and cracks spread in all directions.
"puff!"
Mo Hao spit out a mouthful of old blood, his face full of anger and fear.
"Bang!"
Under the stunned eyes of the fat man, Ye Feng picked up Mo Hao who had hit the ground, and then smashed it to the ground again.
The corner of the fat man's mouth twitched, but his eyes gleamed, "Isn't the lunatic too strong? Is he really a third-level warrior?"
After knocking Mo Hao unconscious, Ye Feng turned around and grinned at the genius closest to him.
"not good!"
Facing Ye Feng's solemn smile, the genius tensed up, feeling as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.
"Bang bang bang!!!"
Pure speed, absolute power!
There are no tricks to speak of!
Under Ye Feng's brutal attack, all eleven martial alliance geniuses collapsed to the ground.
"bite!"
"The host defeats the provocative ants and is rewarded with 10 zombie points!"
"Walk!"
Hearing the system prompt sound in his mind, Ye Feng's mouth showed a hint of satisfaction, he walked up to the fat man and patted his shoulder.
"Oh oh oh!"
The fat man woke up from his stupor and looked at the eleven martial arts geniuses lying on the ground. He suddenly jumped up and stared at Ye Feng, "Madman, you are not a third-level warrior at all. Tell me, who are you?"
What state?"
"I didn't lie to you!"
"Impossible. If you are a third-level warrior, how could you defeat them so easily? After all, they are not ordinary warriors, especially Mo Hao. He is also a third-level warrior, but he has no chance of resisting in your hands.
Power!" The fat man stared at Ye Feng with burning eyes.
Ye Feng shrugged and said, "Maybe they are weaker!"
Mo Hao, who fell to the ground and pretended to be faint, almost vomited blood. We are weaker? We are all Lancheng's top geniuses, okay? It's you who is too evil!
Regarding the fat man's question, Ye Feng was also very curious and asked the system in his mind, "System, my physical data is not much better than Mo Hao's, why can I crush him?"
"Because the host is a zombie!" The system's cold voice sounded in Ye Feng's mind.
"What do you mean?" There was confusion in Ye Feng's eyes.
"Body data only measures the strongest state of a creature. To put it simply, Mo Hao's speed is 48, but 48 refers to his strongest explosive speed. It is impossible to maintain it at 48 all the time. In the battle just now, Mo Hao only
It exerts one-third of his physical data. The host is a zombie, immortal, not in the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, does not know fatigue, and can always maintain its strongest state!"
"I seem to understand a little bit!"
Ye Feng's eyes rolled, and there was a look of thought in them, "In other words, physical data does not represent strength, and most people are unable to display their true strength."
"Yes!" The system's answer is affirmative.
"Haha, hahahaha!"
Suddenly, Ye Feng chuckled softly.
Under the strange gaze of the fat man, Ye Feng's laughter became louder and louder.
The eleven martial arts geniuses who fell on the ground were gnashing their teeth, closing their eyes and pretending to be dizzy. Listening to Ye Feng's arrogant laughter, they wanted to get up and fight him. But when they thought of Ye Feng's terrifying performance just now, they all pretended to shrink.
Head turtle.
"Madman, are you okay?" Listening to Ye Feng's laughter getting louder and louder, Fatty couldn't help but said: "Let's keep a low profile, this is the Martial Alliance after all!"
"good!"
Ye Feng had a bright smile on his face and was in a good mood. He directly hooked the fat man's neck and strode towards the outside of the martial arts training ground.
At this moment, the martial arts training ground was surrounded by warriors from the Martial Arts Alliance.
When they saw Ye Feng and Fatty walking out arm in arm, everyone was slightly startled.
"Holy shit, this, this isn't true, is it?" The sharp-eyed martial artist saw the situation inside the martial arts training ground for the first time, and was so shocked that he stuttered.
"Mo Hao and the others were defeated?"
In an instant, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Ye Feng.
However, Ye Feng seemed not to feel the fearful looks of everyone, and walked briskly towards the outside of the Martial Alliance.
"Madman, are you okay?"
The fat man looked at Ye Feng nervously, because the other party's state was really strange.
"fine!"
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth was always raised, and his bright eyes were filled with thoughts, and he said: "Fat man, help me find a second-level warrior!"
"What are you going to do?" The fat man raised his eyebrows. Second-level warriors are not green vegetables. There are only forty or fifty second-level warriors in the entire Lan City, and each of them has a good reputation.
"I want to test my strength!" Ye Feng didn't hide it.
The fat man's expression changed slightly, his eyes full of weirdness, "You want to verify your strength? You, don't tell me that you have broken through to level two!"
"Haha, I don't know either, so I asked you to help me find a second-level warrior!"
"Just wait, I'll help you find a second-level warrior right away!" The fat man felt his breathing quicken.
Seeing Fatty's excited look, Ye Feng rolled his eyes and said: "Fatty, I have something to do now. If you contact the second-level warrior, give me a call!"
"Where are you going? Shall I see you off?"
"No!"
After saying that, Ye Feng walked to the roadside with a smile and stopped a taxi.
Looking at the taxi going away, the fat man took a deep breath, turned his head and glanced at the towering Wumeng, with a superb light flowing in his narrow eyes. He slowly took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers, "Dad,
Ye Feng may have broken through to Level 2!"
"What?" Wang Hao's shocked voice sounded on the phone, "Are you sure?"
"It's not certain yet. Ye Feng asked me to help him find a second-level warrior to verify his strength!"
"Verify strength? It's interesting. Could it be that even he himself can't determine whether he has a breakthrough?" After a pause, Wang Hao's voice sounded again, "I will arrange this matter!"
