Ye Xiwen and Wang Lie met and rushed to the competition venue. Wang Lie said excitedly: "Awen, you must get a good ranking this time!"
Wang Lie did not participate this time. To reach the level of 100, he would have to be at least the late fourth level the day after tomorrow. He had just made a breakthrough and asked himself that he had no chance. Besides, he had never been determined to do this.
"Yes!" Ye Xiwen nodded.
"But you have to be careful. I heard news that Ma Ying wants to deal with you!" Wang Lie said seriously, "Ma Ying made bold words and said that he would cripple you to avenge his brother!"
"Cripple me? Hum, let's see if he has this ability!" Ye Xiwen said with a sneer.
The venue was crowded with people. Ye Xiwen and the two rushed to the scene and first drew their own number, No. 127. Two of these numbers were the same. If they drew two with the same number, they would be their opponents in the first game. When the time came,
, high-level officials from the Yiyuan Sect arrived one after another, flying through the air and flying to the high platform.
A look of envy flashed in the eyes of all the disciples. Although flying in the air is not flying, it is not something that people born after tomorrow can do.
Everyone is holding their breath to perform their best. These are the top leaders of Yiyuan Sect and are the real pillars and pillars of Yiyuan Sect. With these people alone, Yiyuan Sect is already the most powerful one near Qingfeng Mountain, which is tied with the Zhang family.
In terms of power, if they perform well, they may be accepted into the disciples of a certain elder, and then they can really be regarded as rising to prominence. This is not the case in the past!
Ye Xiwen saw the figure of his father Ye Kongming among those people, who did not appear to be very conspicuous among the group of elders.
The entire venue covers an extremely large area, with two hundred arenas used for martial arts competitions.
Ye Xiwen and Wang Lie arrived at Arena No. 127.
"You are the other person from No. 127." Ye Xiwen had just walked over when he saw a tall and thick disciple walking over and laughed and said, "You are really unlucky to meet Senior Brother Shi Feng."
, it’s better to just admit defeat!”
"Senior Brother Shi Feng is a master of the late fifth level. Even if he competes for the top fifty, he is very promising!" The five-year-old disciple continued. "If you don't admit defeat quickly, it will be hard to tell what parts are missing by then.
ah!"
Wang Lie's expression also changed: "I didn't expect it would be Shi Feng!"
"Awen, sorry, your first opponent will be Shi Feng. This Shi Feng is extremely ruthless. In the sect competition three years ago, several disciples were too slow to admit defeat, so they were defeated by him.
I broke a bone and it took me half a year to heal!"
"So domineering!" Ye Xiwen said.
"Domineering, hahaha, no one has said that I am domineering for a long time!" Suddenly a burst of laughter came from the ring, "You are very unlucky, someone asked me to destroy your legs!"
Ye Xiwen and the other two looked up and saw a young man as tall as an iron tower, looking at Ye Xiwen with a ferocious smile.
It should be Shi Feng.
"Boy, are you afraid to come up here?" Shi Feng gave a sinister smile, "As long as you kowtow a hundred times, I will let you go!"
"It's up to you!" Ye Xiwen sneered and jumped up. "Since you took advantage of others and wanted to cripple my legs, I will let you suffer the consequences!"
"Good boy, if you really dare to come up and strike with one move, I will cripple you with one move!" Shi Feng laughed loudly.
"The 127th intra-sect competition begins!" Seeing the two of them standing up, the referee on the side said, turning a deaf ear to the previous conversation between the two, as if he had heard nothing.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Feng ejected like a cannonball. Although he was tall, his speed was extremely fast and he rushed towards Ye Xiwen.
Although this man was arrogant, his strength was real. Although his movement skills were not advanced, his explosive power was extremely strong and he had already rushed in front of Ye Xiwen in the blink of an eye.
Shi Feng smiled ferociously and opened his big hands to twist off Ye Xiwen's head.
"Elder Ye, the one on the 127th stage must be your youngest son!" A nearby elder at the elders' table said to Ye Kongming.
"It's Quanzi!" Ye Kongming said with a smile and nod.
"I still remember that when Elder Ye just brought him back more than ten years ago, I must have met him once. I didn't expect that more than ten years would have passed in the blink of an eye, and he has grown so big!" The elder sighed with emotion.
He said.
"His opponent is not easy to deal with!" the elder just stared at the ring and said, "He is born with divine power and is more difficult to deal with than ordinary people!"
"It doesn't matter, I just want to let him see it!" Ye Kongming smiled slightly, as if he didn't care, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the ring, and he was a little worried.
"Bang!" Ye Xiwen stretched out his palm and hit Shi Feng's big hand fiercely. The collision of the two sides' qi directly caused a huge explosion of qi.
Ye Xiwen didn't move at all. Shi Feng's innate divine power, although he was only at the late fifth level of acquired power, still had more power than six heads. It was comparable to the average acquired sixth level warrior, but he couldn't move Ye Xiwen at all.
"How is that possible!" Shi Feng looked at Ye Xiwen with a pair of cowbell-like eyes full of disbelief. It was unbelievable that even if he was a master of the sixth level, his strength was not inferior, but Ye Xiwen actually didn't move at all.
"Boom!"
Along with the sound of a thunderstorm, Ye Xiwen shot out a ball of thunder-shaped Qi with one palm. It was as fast as lightning and so powerful that it touched Shi Feng's chest.
"Bang!" Shi Feng's iron tower-like body was slapped away by Ye Xiwen, a mouthful of blood spurted out, most of the bones in his body were broken, and he fell off the stage.
"What, how is this possible!"
The whole place was in an uproar. Everyone who was paying attention to this battle couldn't believe their eyes. Shi Feng, who was originally favored by them, couldn't block Ye Xiwen's move and was knocked away. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
"Cheating, he must have cheated!" Several disciples who were close to Shi Feng suddenly yelled in an unacceptable tone, "He must have plotted against Senior Brother Shi Feng!"
How could it be possible to knock Shi Feng away with just one face-to-face encounter?
"Shut up!" the referee on the other side said coldly. He could clearly see the right and wrong. Did he still need these juniors to teach him?
"Ye Xiwen won this game and entered the second round!"
"Idiot!" Ye Xiwen glanced at the disciples who were close to Shi Feng.
Shi Feng is just a pawn, and the real man behind the scenes must be Ma Ying. But don’t worry, Ma Ying is the favorite to win the championship, and sooner or later he will meet him.
"Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect it, I almost made a mistake!" The elder next to Ye Kongming said with a smile.
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