C37 (2/2)
The acute pain that came from his arm caused him to sweat cold sweat, and the gaze he looked at Ye Feng with once again was filled with terror.
”A trivial tiger's power level playboy dares to attack me?!” Ye Feng looked around, and then focused, ”If there's only you guys, wanting to embarrass me, then you have to beat me, Ye Feng, flat.”
”Pa Pa Pa Pa …”
At this time, the crowd parted, and an 18-19 year old youth wearing green walked over. He was clapping as he walked.
As for the dynasty, they appeared at the back with Wang Han and the others. They clustered around a white-clothed youth with red lips and white teeth. This youth looked no more than 14 or 15 years old.
The normally arrogant empire had a humble smile on its face. In front of this white-clothed youth, it was as obedient as a lackey.
”You are Ye Feng from Zhao Family Manor? You really have some skills. No wonder my cousin's family was injured by you. Our three families share the same aura, and this time we will need to take over all the Flying Cloud Sect disciple slots. If you are here to sign up for the competition, then let me first test your standing. ”
The green clothed youth who was applauding looked deeply at Ye Feng, and said frivolously.
”Three great families, Wang Family?”
The moment these people appeared, Zhao Lun had already sensed how powerful they were, but he never expected that the other party was actually a child of the three great families.
Ye Feng this guy really knows how to stir up trouble, there were no end of it, how did he end up messing with a martial arts family in a county?
”Since it's Ye Feng's matter, it has nothing to do with us. Our surname is Zhao, and his surname is Ye. Zhao Lun immediately went forward to draw a clear line between him and Ye Feng.
”Then get the hell away from me.” The green-clothed youth waved his hand impatiently as if he were shooing away flies.
Zhao Lun's face alternated between green and white. In the end, he didn't dare to fall out with this group of Son of Aristocratic Family and forced himself back with great difficulty.
But in next to no time, he felt a trace of pleasure in his heart.
The other party was so arrogant, it seemed like Ye Feng would be ruthlessly humiliated by them this time.
”You're not my opponent.” No expression could be seen on his face, Ye Feng shook his head at the green clothed youth.
What!
The smile on the green-clothed youth's face instantly froze.
Zhao Lun was also stunned.
Brat, you're so arrogant.
”Do you know who I am? I, Wang Sheng, last year's second place in the Wang Family competition, seventeen years old who cultivated to the perfection stage, the number of people in the entire county with cultivations higher than mine can be counted on one hand … ” The green robed youth shouted in exasperation.
Ye Feng squinted his eyes, a cold light flashed in them, ”So what? If you don't move, you won't be able to participate in this year's assessment. ”
”Alright, alright …”
Wang Sheng was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He could be considered a prideful person, but compared to Ye Feng in front of him, he could be said to be a modest model youth.
”Hand over what we want, or else you'll have to crawl back from here today.”
Wang Sheng sneered.
”F * ck off.” Ye Feng's gaze turned cold, and his voice sounded like thunder.
A flash of killing intent appeared in the eyes of the furious Wang Sheng.
”Willow Step!”
In the blink of an eye, he arrived by Ye Feng's side. With a shake of his hands, a Palm Strength appeared.
Heart-Shattering Palm.
His palm struck out, shaking the vast sky and carrying with it the momentum of breaking open a monolith.
At the same time, Wang Sheng's body flashed with a faint red Vital Qi, and a wave of hot air began to surge crazily.
”Willow Step at the Initial Stage and Heart-Shattering Palm at the Mastery Stage!” What is even more difficult is that the Vital Qi has been imbued with the power of the Fire Martial Vein, not bad. ”
Shouts of surprise rose and fell from the crowd, even the youth in white slightly nodded his head.