C111 (2/2)

”Haha, you're already so confident after defeating a few Clear Heart Stage Martial Cultivator s? To actually challenge the Yellow Ranking Expert? Who did he think he was? Even the number one genius and top ranker Hua Tiancheng did not challenge the Yellow Ranking Expert at the Clear Heart Stage stage, right? ”

”Too young, too childish, too weak.”

”Cang Haoyun doesn't even need to use three strikes to defeat him.”

”He overestimates his capabilities. Let's see how he dies later on!”

”...”

The crowd started to talk amongst themselves, no one thought that Cang Haoyun would lose, there were even people who hissed at Ye Feng non-stop.

On one hand, Cang Haoyun was extremely famous, and it was obvious that he had defeated Wu Yan. On the other hand, the difference in strength between the two was simply too great;

Cang Haoyun stood on the stage, looking at the spectators around him, and could not help but smile.

He liked the feeling of being the center of attention. Being admired and looked up to by others filled his heart with satisfaction.

”How about... It won't be too late if you win. ” Ye Feng sneered, his tone was full of ridicule.

Cang Haoyun's face sank, his gaze turned towards Ye Feng as he coldly said: ”None of the people who are challenging this Cang can block three of my strikes, but you, I can settle this in one strike.”

The cold voice fell.

Cang Haoyun's entire body was releasing a chill, and a wave of killing intent was emitted.

He originally did not want to kill Ye Feng, but this Ye Feng had ridiculed him unjustly, causing a trace of killing intent to rise in his heart.

Ye Feng said: ”Is that so! I advise you to go all out. ”

”Do you think you can make me go all out with your cultivation?” Cang Haoyun's eyes became even colder, he extended his hand out and slowly pulled the sword.

The two of them stood ten steps apart from each other. One of them had an ice-cold gaze, while the other had a calm expression. Everyone's breathing had become still as they stared at the stage without blinking.

Weng! *

A faint Black Light appeared on Ye Feng's hands, and a short iron rod appeared in his hands.

He said faintly: ”If you don't go all out, you won't have any chance to win.”

Most of the people present were dumbfounded.

”What, his weapon is? A rotten iron rod? ”

”Haha, this is too funny. Someone actually used a metal rod to challenge the Yellow Ranking Martial Cultivator? ”

”This brat is really baffling …”

The weapon Ye Feng had taken out had a huge impact on the spectators. After all, they all knew that a good weapon could completely determine the victor.

Cang Haoyun's Blue Cloud Sword was a genuine mid grade spirit artifact. With this sword in hand, his strength would increase by 20%.

But his opponent, a Early Period of Clear Heart Stage boy, actually took out an inconspicuous metal rod?

Fame, cultivation, weapons, they were all being crushed in nearly all directions …

Was there even a need to fight?

The contempt in Cang Haoyun's eyes grew stronger, and suddenly, he felt his interest waning.

Defeating such an opponent was too boring.

”I defeated you with a single sword strike.”

His slender right hand rested on the sword hilt, as the Vital Qi poured into the sword blade.