Chapter 124: Reputation Breaks Ten Thousand, Spirit Beast Pavilion Third Order
No one thought that Ye Feng would defeat the Thousand-Faced Demon in this way.
Before the war started, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord talked a lot and was full of momentum. Everyone believed that his strength was terrifying.
On the other hand, Ye Feng is too low-key and is likely to lose.
But who would have expected that the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord said the most arrogant words, received the most severe beatings, and finally was punched by Ye Feng and fell to the ground.
"I seemed to feel that Master Ye's punch power had doubled just now. What's going on?" The deputy city leader frowned.
"Is it because Master Ye has received more blessings from the power of heroic spirits, so his strength has been raised to the second level of Juyuan Realm?" Lu Shanyue tugged at his beard and speculated on this aspect.
"The leader is mighty!" The tight hearts of the Piaomiao disciples finally relaxed. Long Tianxing also jumped off Shi Lei and patted his chest.
Compared to the disciples of the Piao Miao Sect, Wu De and Li Hanxiao, who were lying on the trees watching the battle, were dumbfounded.
"The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord was defeated?"
"This is impossible!"
The two of them still couldn't believe it.
That is the leader of the Nanlu Demon Sect!
When the two of them were watching the battle, they saw with their own eyes the strange methods of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord. He was indeed very powerful. Fighting alone, he could definitely crush the three masters of Nishang Palace, Ba Dao Sect, and Feiyu Sect.
But in the end, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord lost!
on the ground.
The corners of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's mouth continued to twitch and overflowed with blood. His whole body was stuck in the mud in the shape of a "big" character. His mouth was open, but he didn't know what to say.
"How could I lose?" The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's mind was already filled with this thought.
Ye Feng fell to the ground: "Thousand-faced Demon Lord, you have lost!"
At this moment, the whole place was silent.
Even if the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord doesn't admit it, it's already clear who wins and who loses in this battle, and it doesn't matter whether he admits it or not.
"you are vicious!"
The Thousand-Faced Demon held it in for a long time, but in the end he did not shout out "No, I am not defeated". Instead, he crawled out of the soil, pointed at Ye Feng and spat out these three words.
Then, the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord ran away in despair.
Wow!
The whole place suddenly boiled.
Ye Feng wins!
Although I don’t know why Ye Feng was able to accurately predict the location of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord and start to fight back, what most people care about is the result.
[Sect reputation value +457]
[Sect reputation value +632]
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In just a few moments, the reputation of the Piaomiao Sect has doubled from more than 3,000 to nearly 7,000, and it is still rising sharply.
Ye Feng has never felt such happiness.
There are more than 200,000 people watching the game tonight.
In Ye Feng's view, even if only one-twentieth of the people who eat melons recognize the Piao Miao Sect, the sect's reputation can exceed 10,000.
"Wait until the Spirit Beast Pavilion reaches the third level, then suppress the Thousand-faced Demon King and see if he can be subdued into the ninth mountain-guarding spirit beast."
Looking at the direction in which the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord was leaving, Ye Feng secretly said.
If successful, the first two tasks of the second phase of the leader's tasks will be basically completed.
not far away.
Long Qitian knelt on the ground, his fingers like hooks sinking into the soil, his eyes flickering.
"Why is Ye Feng so strong!"
"Even the Demon Lord has been defeated, I'm not willing to accept it!"
"I want to build a star power, but why do things always backfire?"
Long Qitian hit his head on the ground and cried.
Long Zhenchuan stood behind him, patted Long Qitian's back with his hand, and said sincerely: "Son! Sometimes, when one path doesn't work, just choose another path. Tianxing is right, you should change your past mistakes.
Take the right path.”
After saying that, Long Zhenchuan let out a long sigh.
Long Qitian raised his head and looked at his father's slightly gray temples.
Thinking of his father's kind face when he was young, the eyes that had high hopes for him, and then looking at his bastard appearance now, Long Qitian's eye circles became even redder, and he burst into tears.
"Dad, I was wrong!"
In the end, Long Qitian threw himself into Long Zhenchuan's arms and cried loudly.
"Recognizing mistakes can greatly improve things. Tomorrow morning, you will leave Baifu City and go to an old friend of my father to practice hard." Long Zhenchuan patted Long Qitian on the shoulder and said.
Tens of meters away.
Ye Feng was surrounded by Piao Miao Sect disciples and many practitioners, and his ears were filled with countless congratulations.
"Ding, registered disciple Long Tianxing's personal mission has been completed and he can be promoted to an outer disciple."
The system's prompt sounded, attracting Ye Feng's attention. He looked into the distance in surprise and found Long Qitian, who was crying in Long Zhenchuan's arms. Only then did he realize that this kid had sincerely repented.
Although I don’t know if he will turn dark again in the future, at least Long Qitian has repented for now.
"After all, he is just a sixteen-year-old boy!" Ye Feng sighed.
Not long after, Long Zhenchuan left with Long Qitian, and most of the melon-eaters also picked up their small stools and rushed home.
Tonight's battle opened their eyes and they can brag about it for many days.
Especially the ever-changing methods of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord are even more impressive.
However, most people still think Ye Feng is stronger. After all, he was able to see through the Thousand Faced Demon's concealment methods and won the final victory.
"Master Ye, can my three sons join your sect?"
"I have a nephew who also wants to join the Piaomiao Sect!"
"Although I am fifty years old, I think I can do it!"
Many people are shouting, hoping that they or their relatives and friends can be appreciated by Ye Feng and join the Piaomiao Sect.
"Under Piaomiao Peak, there is a stone tablet erected by my master. The conditions for accepting disciples are written on it. If you are interested, you can take the time to go and take a look."
After saying that, Ye Feng bowed his hands to everyone, jumped on the back of the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle, and led his disciples away.
"You must go to Piaomiao Peak tomorrow!"
"Remember to call me!"
Everyone dispersed in a hurry and went home to sleep.
During this period, the reputation value of the Piao Miao Sect continued to skyrocket, and it had already exceeded nine thousand and was heading towards ten thousand.
On the city wall.
The deputy city lord and other five Juyuan realm looked at Piaomiao Peak.
Lu Shanyue said: "Headmaster Ye's strength has improved very quickly. He is indeed the chosen one. After this battle, he has won the hearts of many people, and the power of the heroic spirit will continue to increase."
The leader of the Tyrant Sword Sect said solemnly: "So, when we meet again next time, he should be the second strongest person in Baifu City."
"It's very possible." Lu Shanyue nodded.
"Is this the Chosen One? I'm so envious!" Feiyu Clan shook his head helplessly. He had been practicing hard for many years, but he still couldn't keep up with a young man in his early twenties.
"It's just a pity that the chosen one has no cultivation. Although he can be free from all diseases, if he cannot embark on the path of cultivation, his lifespan is destined to be short. He rises quickly and ends quickly... Alas!" Lu Shanyue sighed.
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The top of Piaomiao Peak.
The disciples gathered around the table, eating the supper that Li Jiaojiao had just prepared, with smiles on their faces.
Seeing the happy expressions of his disciples, Ye Feng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He went out and looked at Brother Flathead who was still lying on the ground, and found that he had indeed broken through to the lower level demon general, but he hadn't woken up yet.
After having supper, all the disciples were busy with their own affairs.
Ye Feng sat alone on the roof, looking at the bright moon in the sky, waiting quietly.
"Ding, congratulations on the sect's reputation value exceeding 10,000, and unlocking the third level of the Spirit Beast Pavilion. The first task of the second phase of the leader's task, 'Admired by Thousands of People', has been completed, and a special small gift pack x 1 has been obtained, which has been distributed to the sect's storage space.
.”
The system prompt sounds.
Ye Feng took a deep breath and tried to control himself from laughing, but in the end he couldn't hold it back and laughed three times, alarming everyone in the Piaomiao Sect.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Yan Ruyu raised her head and waved her little hand towards Ye Feng on the roof.
"Ahem, I'm so happy today. Leave me alone and continue to sleep." Ye Feng waved his hand.
After all the disciples returned to their rooms, Ye Feng eagerly opened the special gift bag.
"Ding, get a medium-grade spiritual weapon 'Small Banana Fan'."
A flash of light flashed, and in Ye Feng's palm lay a small fan with a simple shape, only three inches long.