Ye Feng didn't like to listen to this, looked at the two saints who were fighting fiercely, and asked the person beside him: "Since you have such a high vision, brother, can you predict which of the two of them can win this battle." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info▲≥Eight▲≥Eight▲≥Read▲≥ Book,.√.≧o"

The man next to him didn't even look at the battle on the trial ground, and said without raising his head: "The one with the fist wins, but this battle is really boring, the two of them will have to fight for at least an hour before the situation can change, you wait and see." ”

What! Ye Feng stared at the person beside him with wide eyes.

The two people in the proving ground, one with a fist and the other with a sword, are easy to distinguish.

Isn't it a joke that this guy actually said that the one who used the punch will win in the end, and that it will take an hour to determine the winner?

Not to mention the saint who used his fist, he was at a disadvantage at this time, and he was suppressed by the saint who used the sword, and he was already powerless to fight back, so he could only defend passively.

He actually said that he wanted an hour, and the saint who used his fist could hold on for an hour?

According to Ye Feng's observation, at most half an hour, this battle will be able to determine the winner and loser, and the saint who uses the sword will definitely achieve the final victory, there is no doubt about it.

Not only him, but also many others present had such thoughts.

"Are you sure that the saint who uses his fist will win?" Ye Feng asked again uneasily.

The man next to him stopped talking, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Ye Feng turned his head stupidly and continued to watch the battle in the trial ground.

The battle between the two sides was fierce, and the saint with the sword pressed forward step by step, and a long sword suppressed the opponent and could not raise his head, and each sword looked like it was going to kill the opponent.

The saint who used his fist was in danger, and his fists did his best to seal the space around his body, trying not to let the long sword find his loopholes, and was forced to retreat one after another by his opponent.

Ye Feng frowned, such a scene, it didn't look like a saint with a fist could win.

In a good situation, the saint who wields the sword must not be mortally negligent.

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, believing that it wouldn't be long before the saint who used his fist would be defeated.

When the time comes, let's see what kind of mystery this guy is pretending to be! After the results come out, you must laugh at him and let him pretend to be a ghost!

The battle scenes are exciting, very attractive, and time passes before you know it.

Ye Feng woke up suddenly, and half an hour had passed in the blink of an eye, why hadn't the situation he was expecting changed.

The saint with the fist is still struggling to support, and the saint with the sword is still pressing step by step.

At least that's how it seems.

Ye Feng had doubts in his heart, it stands to reason that he has fought for so long, according to the judgment just now, this battle should be won or lost, and he can't hold on for so long.

The current situation is no different from the beginning of the fight.

In other words, the two fought for half an hour, and the situation did not change at all, and it was no different from wasting their efforts.

Ye Feng couldn't help but begin to doubt his judgment, could it be that he was wrong, the saint who used his fist was really strong?

After another moment, more than half an hour had passed since the hour the man beside him had spoken.

Ye Feng could see that something was wrong with the situation in the trial ground, the saint who used the sword had been taking the initiative to attack, and the spiritual energy in his body seemed to have been consumed a lot, and he could no longer see the initial sharpness when he shot.

No more aggressive momentum.

The attack of the saint with the sword weakened, and the monk with the fist was much easier, and the defense became more comfortable, and he no longer struggled to support as he did at the beginning.

Ye Fengxin said badly, the situation was developing on the unfavorable side of the Sword Saint.

When the monk with his fist began to resist his opponent's sword, and from time to time he counterattacked once or twice, everyone could see that the monk with his fist began to gradually gain the upper hand, and if nothing else, he held on for a moment, and he must have won in the end.

Ye Feng calculated the time in his heart, no more, no less, it was exactly an hour when this saint who used his fist started his first counterattack.

Coincidence or amazing judgment!

Ye Feng believed that this was definitely not a coincidence, and the situation on the battlefield was completely developed according to the judgment of the person beside him.

Such a super judgment is amazing and surprising.

"How did you conclude that this saint with his fists would win. Ye Feng asked the person beside him with great interest.

Back then, Ye Feng was also an arrogant young man, and he would never do such a low-voiced consultation.

Later, he saw a lot more, especially after being ruthlessly attacked by Yang Teng several times, Ye Feng realized that he was inadequate, and there were countless strong people in this world who were more powerful than him.

Since then, Ye Feng has gradually changed, and when he encounters a monk who is stronger than him, he will definitely humbly ask for advice.

The man next to him smiled indifferently: "Actually, it's not a big deal, I've experienced a lot of battles, and I've just summed up some experience." ”

"Have you fought against a Saint Realm powerhouse?" Ye Feng exclaimed in a low voice.

The man next to him didn't speak, just smiled.

In a short time, the battle on the proving ground was decided.

Sure enough, the monk who used his fist was a step ahead, punched the opponent's wrist, knocked down the opponent's sword, and the opponent took the initiative to admit defeat and did not continue to hold on.

"Awesome, it's just a god!" Ye Feng gave a thumbs up to this person, "You judge the outcome of the next battle." ”

The man said: "Needless to say, this saint who used his fist paid a lot of money for this battle, his own consumption was too serious, and he couldn't fully recover to his peak in half an hour, and he would definitely lose in the next one." ”

This person did not hesitate, and made such a decision without any hesitation, insisting that this saint who used his fist would be defeated, and even before the opponent was determined.

Ye Feng also wanted to refute, in case the strength of an opponent who appeared on the stage was weak, wouldn't this saint who used his fists still have a chance. If you want to judge the outcome of the battle, you must at least wait for the opponent to decide.

But on second thought, what this man said made sense.

This saint with his fists was able to defeat his opponent, and it was a complete victory.

Although the opponent was defeated because of the serious attrition, he did not take advantage of it, the consumption was quite serious, and the recovery time of half an hour was far from enough.

The next opponent to come on the stage, even if he is a little weaker, still has a chance to defeat him.

Ye Feng was convinced, and it was obviously easy to analyze the results, and the reaction speed of others was much faster than him.

At the end of the break, the victorious saint reappeared.

Before he could stand firm, an opponent rushed into the proving ground, and the speed was amazing.

It can be seen that this opponent just doesn't want to give others a chance, and takes advantage of the serious consumption of this saint with his fists and has not yet recovered, and strives to defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

With such cultivation, they are not qualified to compete for the Lord of Heavenly Martial Arts, and their cultivation is not in the realm of ancient saints, and entering the testing ground is also a stepping stone for others.

But now that they're here, who doesn't want to show their strength.

Except for the powerhouses in Dongzhou, all the top powerhouses in Tianwu are here.

At this time, showing your own strength will also be of great benefit to the future, and it will greatly improve your status in Tianwu.

With such a purpose, this person stared at the movement of the saint who used his fist, grabbed ahead of everyone, and rushed into the testing ground as soon as possible.

The two didn't talk nonsense and immediately started fighting.

As the man said, the saint who entered the trial ground later had an absolute advantage, suppressing the opponent from the beginning.

This is not like the first fight, which lasted for a long time, allowing this saint with his fists to grind his opponent to death.

From the very beginning, this saint showed the momentum of inevitability, and it only took less than half an hour to send this saint with his fist out of the proving ground with one palm, and won this fight.

Ye Feng had nothing to say, the guy next to him was too judgmental.

"Dude, what do you think the next competition will be? Ye Feng couldn't help but ask again.

The man shook his head helplessly, "The cost of this battle is not too big for him, who wins and who loses, it depends on the strength of the next challenger." Those ancient saints have not yet appeared, and the first ones are just appetizers. Have that idle mind and look at the battle behind. ”

Ye Feng was speechless, this guy is not omniscient, and he also needs the next challenger to appear to judge the victory.

The man said again, "You pay attention to those ancient saints, no one has shown the posture of appearing for the time being, and it is estimated that the battle will be more exciting in two or three days." ”

Ye Feng peeked at those ancient saints, and sure enough, as this person said, the powerhouses were not too interested in this level of battle.

It stands to reason that isn't it better to play the sooner you play, and wouldn't it be better to defeat these inferior opponents than to face opponents of the same strength, so why don't these ancient saints appear.

Win five games in a row and you can ascend to the throne of the Lord of Heavenly Warriors!

This time, Ye Feng didn't ask the person next to him, but thought.

Soon, he figured it out.

Don't look at the first appearance of the first appearance are all weaker Saint realm powerhouses, once an Ancient Saint appears, the other Ancient Saints will let him win at most, and he will immediately go on the field to challenge.

No one will sit idly by and watch the opponent's winning games add up.

These ancient saints regarded the battle ahead as a performance of the saints.

Thinking about this truth, Ye Feng felt that his thoughts were all clear.

It seems that you still need to use your brain.

In the next battle, Ye Feng did not ask the person next to him what the result of the battle was, but observed the battlefield situation, tried to judge by himself, and made judgments based on various factors.

The effect is not too good, Ye Feng is only in the emperor realm, and there is still a half-saint realm in the middle of the saint realm cultivation, so he can't make an accurate judgment.

At the end of each competition, Ye Feng found that the judgment he made was at most half correct.

It's no different from guessing.

This result made him quite frustrated, and he couldn't help it, so he asked the person next to him again.

As a result, in the next three games, the person next to him actually judged all correctly.

This is the gap, and you can't accept it.