Chapter 278: Perfection of Martial Arts (Happy New Year)

Zhu Shuanghua once beat up a prince of a county who had said a few more words to Tang Chuxue in the famous Liuyuan of a powerful country, and even made the latter quit the martial arts school. His tyranny and covetousness for Tang Chuxue were remembered by all the warriors in the capital. Situ Reading.\nＣＯＭ

Now seeing this scene above the ring, the eyes of those guys who had a grudge against Ye Feng suddenly shone.

Tie Changkong failed, but Zhu Shuanghua would never fail.

After all, one was only a third-level student in the inner court, while Zhu Shuanghua was a genuine elite. The two were not on the same level at all.

Ye Feng had such a hard time dealing with Tie Changkong, how could he deal with Zhu Shuanghua who was even stronger?

If Ye Feng bowed his head and gave in, their conspiracy might not succeed, but Ye Feng's answer was simply a model of arrogance and arrogance, which aroused Zhu Shuanghua's raging anger. It seemed that this time, Mo Yixiao, Tie Hualong and others felt that they had hope for revenge.

Originally, only one more battle was needed to decide three places. With Zhu Shuanghua joining the team, there was one more place. They could only continue to draw lots to decide the next round's opponent.

Seven people, fighting two by two, there must be one who is lucky and has a bye in this round.

Ye Feng's luck was not very good, but of course it could not be said to be bad. He did not have a bye, but his opponent was Qi Yuankai, a student of the Wufu inner court with average strength.

The two went on stage. Qi Yuankai was different from Tie Changkong. He and Ye Feng had no entanglement before. Facing Ye Feng, an opponent with the title of elite, he naturally had some fear in his heart.

Originally, his strength was not strong, and he was even inferior to Tie Changkong. In addition, he was suppressed by Ye Feng in momentum. The result of this challenge was predictable.

About an incense stick later, Qi Yuankai was hit by a punch from Ye Feng, and the challenge ended.

Ye Feng's victory can be said to be relatively easy.

But on the No. 1 ring next to him, Mo Qingfeng was more relaxed than Ye Feng. He only used three swords to defeat Long Chen, a member of the Long family, and successfully advanced.

On the second stage, Zhu Shuanghua fought against Feng Ye.

As the seventh elite of the Wufu, Zhu Shuanghua's strength was obvious, and he joined in without consuming his spiritual energy before, so he had the upper hand.

However, Feng Ye, who had risen from a subordinate county, had an unfathomable tenacity. He fought with Zhu Shuanghua for several rounds on the challenge stage. Although he did not have the advantage, he was not at a disadvantage.

Now that the challenges on the first and third stages have ended, almost everyone's attention is on the two people here.

There was a lot of noise and discussion all around.

"This Feng Ye is really not simple. He can actually support Zhu Shuanghua for so long! Do you think he will lose?"

"I think so. Zhu Shuanghua is too powerful. He is the seventh elite of the Wufu and has the eighth level of innate cultivation. He can completely defeat any inner court student. Feng Ye is unlucky to fight him."

"Just wait and see. Maybe it won't be long before Feng Ye will take the initiative to admit defeat..."

"..."

Hearing the whispers from the crowd, Ye Feng looked at Feng Ye and shook his head slowly.

If Zhu Shuanghua really wants to make things difficult for him, then it would be very beneficial for him to let Feng Ye consume more of his energy and mind at this moment.

You can even use Feng Ye's attack to see some of Zhu Shuanghua's methods clearly.

Ye Feng is not afraid of Zhu Shuanghua, but since there is such an opportunity, he naturally has to grasp it better.

Feng Ye's eyes are full of fighting spirit. Such a person is essentially similar to himself. Even if he dies, he will not easily give in.

How can he take the initiative to admit defeat?

The two people on the stage have surging energy and go back and forth.

Every time he attacked, he carried with him a violent and violent fluctuation of Yuan Qi.

Zhu Shuanghua's mouth curled up, and a group of light black mist surged on his body. This group of mist, driven by his Yuan power, became turbulent, and turned into a black dragon for a while, and then turned into a giant shadow. Under his mind control, it exuded an extremely cold evil spirit, making him exude a strong smell of evil.

"Xuanbing Black Evil Qi!"

Someone who knew Zhu Shuanghua said these words.

Xuanbing Black Evil Qi is one of the unique skills of Xitang Wufu. Its grade has reached the earth level. Only the elite of Wufu are qualified to practice it.

This strange Yuan force, with the help of the power of the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth, can be transformed into any shape, unpredictable and very powerful.

The black gas attacked Feng Ye like a dragon.

Before approaching the other party's body, there was a cold breath, as if to freeze the whole world.

The surrounding warriors watching the battle sensed this scene, and their bodies couldn't help shivering.

Feng Ye on the stage retreated rapidly. His cultivation was not as good as Zhu Shuanghua, and the martial arts he used were even inferior, but for some reason, Feng Ye's thin figure could always move freely in the black air.

"Blazing Fire and Destroying Veins!"

He flew up, and his figure soared into the sky. The weapon in his hand was a thin and long black sword. A long line of fiery red shot out from the sword, splitting the black air in front of him into two pieces.

The black thin sword slowly turned red, releasing surging heat.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng nodded secretly: "Zhu Shuanghua's martial veins belong to the Yin and cold attributes, but Feng Ye, like himself, belongs to the fire attribute, which happens to have a natural restraint on the Yin and cold attributes."

If it were me, I would also have an advantage in martial veins.

"Hmm?"

Zhu Shuanghua frowned slightly when he saw his black evil spirit being restrained by the opponent, but his face did not show much reaction. What if his martial vein was restrained?

Everything still depends on strength.

The black evil spirit swirled in the air, like a huge wind tunnel, sweeping around, and there was a possibility of rolling over at any time. In Zhu Shuanghua's hand, there was an extra sword.

"I want to see whether your fire attribute martial vein is stronger or my dark ice attribute is stronger."

Stepping on the sky above the ring, Zhu Shuanghua looked down at the four sides, and the cold killing intent bloomed.

On the entire challenge stage, there was flames on one side and cold wind whistling on the other side.

It formed two extremely bizarre sides.

Feng Ye's whole body was shrouded in a fiery red, his expression was firm, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and he had a fierce and resolute expression.

At this moment, Zhu Shuanghua, who was floating in the air, shouted loudly, and the sword in his hand emitted a cold sword intent, piercing through the void, and waving it down at Feng Ye.

"Merciless Fire!"

Feng Ye waved his black rapier, and a line of fire shot out from the sword body, blocking the attack of the frozen sword intent.

The two men fell to the ground at the same time.

Everyone was stunned. No one expected that Feng Ye, who was born in a subordinate county, would be so powerful and show his strength to fight against the elites of the martial arts palace.

On the high platform, several big figures such as Prince Qi were also slightly moved.