Chapter Seventy-Eight: What Should They Do If They Default?
"However, Liu Meng was able to make such a punch just now, the consumption must be very intense, I think you should be the same with Ye Chenfeng, it is better for everyone to recover, so that it seems fair, Ye Chenfeng just now you kept saying that you want to be fair and fair, and you won't regret it now." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info”
Ye Wugui said proudly, in his opinion, since Liu Meng was able to send such a powerful punch, the body refining technique must have its mastery, if it was to defend with all his strength, it would definitely be equally extraordinary, and even after using the defensive magic weapon, it could be surpassed, and it was definitely not something that Ye Chenfeng could defeat as a fifth-layer cultivator of condensation.
But what Ye Wugui didn't know was that the current Liu Meng had doubts about his own strength, and he didn't want to continue this gambling fight for a long time, but he was forced by Ye Wugui's words to ride a tiger.
"Don't worry, that kid must be playing some conspiracy again, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to survive under your punch, but he dissolved Liu Qi's five absolute snakes before, and he dodged your frontal punch just now, so there must not be many means left, it is likely to be just a bluff, you only need to use your original strength to win." Ye Wugui continued.
Liu Meng nodded stiffly, took the pill given by Ye Wugui, the aura in his body quickly recovered, his eyes became firm again, and he looked at Ye Chenfeng coldly again.
"Don't you need to take pills?"
Ye Chenfeng was a master, standing with his hands in his hands, and said slowly.
"You, ready?"
The corners of Liu Meng's mouth twitched, and on Ye Chenfeng's body, he could feel a thick contempt from head to toe, and his heart was furious, and he sacrificed a tortoiseshell-like magic weapon, and the brilliance flashed, and a layer of tortoiseshell-shaped golden light curtain appeared around Liu Meng's body.
"I'm going to see how you beat me with one punch!" Liu Mengshou didn't go to Ye Chenfeng, every step seemed to have a thousand powers, and the shattered ring appeared, and there were more cracks, he put on a defensive posture and stood in front of Ye Chenfeng, waiting for the painless punch.
"Wow." Ye Chenfeng raised his right hand casually, as if he was afraid that others would not be able to see clearly, his movements were very slow, Liu Meng's heart was full of contempt, and he secretly swore that once Ye Chenfeng could not defeat himself with this punch, he would definitely make Ye Chenfeng pay the price for his light enemy.
But Liu Meng never thought that the seemingly slow punch would accelerate to the extreme in an instant, and even his eyes could only see a vague phantom.
However, Liu Meng was also a body refining cultivator after all, and his reaction was naturally much faster, and when he saw the phantom, he knew that it was impossible to avoid this punch at this time, so he exerted his strength with his feet, and his aura gathered in front of his chest, wanting to block this blow as much as possible.
However, just when he reacted, Ye Chenfeng's punch had already hit his body, and a wave of power instantly spread throughout his body, Liu Meng only felt that he was not hit by a fist, but by a monstrous wave, and the layers of qi were directly transmitted through the light curtain formed by his tortoiseshell magic weapon, penetrating Liu Meng's whole body, making him fly backwards continuously.
However, Liu Meng was not willing to fly out of the ring like this, he kicked his feet hard and inserted them directly into the ground, leaving two deep marks in the ring, but even so, he still couldn't stop himself from flying out of the ring.
"Boom!"
Liu Meng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and smashed his fist to the ground unwillingly, but he couldn't change anything.
Losing is losing after all, and even though it seems impossible, he has to admit it.
There was no sound in the audience again, and the shock that Ye Chenfeng brought to them today was too much, so much that it felt a little unreal.
Looking back carefully, from the time Ye Chenfeng appeared to the present, no matter what kind of opponent he encountered, it seemed that he only used one punch to solve it, and it seemed to be just a coincidence, but if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to find what a terrifying thing it is.
The monk of the sixth layer of condensation, he solved it with one punch, the second-order demon beast, and it was also a three-headed siege together, although the people in the audience could not see it really, but it was likely to be solved with one punch, as for the last Liu Meng, the power of one punch was able to destroy half of the ring, and his strength had surpassed the ordinary sixth layer of condensation, reaching the point of seven layers of condensation, and as a result, Ye Chenfeng was not only unharmed, but also solved it with one punch.
The people of Wuji Gate only felt a hot pain on their faces, and there was a kind of Ye Chenfeng alone, who could challenge their illusion of the entire Wuji Gate, and couldn't help but look at Ye Wugui.
At this time, Ye Wugui also gradually recovered from the shock, his eyes were unprecedentedly cold, staring at Ye Chenfeng and slowly walking into the ring.
"Ye Chenfeng, I admit that Wuji Sect did underestimate you before, although your cultivation is not high, you have the strength to challenge the seventh layer of condensation, which is enough to be called Tianjiao, but do you still want to continue to disguise?"
Ye Wugui said coldly, listening to his tone, it seemed that he had seen through everything, but Ye Chenfeng was no longer afraid of this move, since he had that Sword Saint Master, Ye Chenfeng was no longer worried about being seen by others to see his true identity, because once he had this thought, he would feel that Murong Zangfeng's every movement and every look seemed to be testing himself, instead of being frightened all day long, it was better to make his face thicker.
Although Ye Chenfeng still can't detect the master's mood fluctuations now, he won't mess up because of a word or two from others, today's cultivation realm is no longer the cultivation realm of the past, everyone is only aware that the heart demon is a joke, and even the heart demon oath is no longer afraid, how can anyone associate Ye Chenfeng with the heart demon?
"Ye Wugui, you can say it bluntly if you have something to say, why beat around the bush." Ye Chenfeng is colorful.
"Hmph, it's like you have a clear conscience, I didn't expect you to be so brazen, and I didn't bother to talk to you, since Liu Meng didn't withstand your punch, I think you do have the strength worthy of my shot."
Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly, according to rumors, Ye Wugui's cultivation had already reached the seventh layer of condensation, and his true strength must have reached about the eighth layer of condensation, and he was one of the best people in the outer sect, so he must be much stronger than several elite disciples of the Lu family, if he really made a move, a big battle would definitely break out between the two.
If he didn't use the demon blood, Ye Chenfeng was not sure that he would be able to win, but after seeing Ye Wugui come up, Ye Chenfeng had a feeling of eagerness to try.
When he was trying out the outer gate, he didn't have many means, and when he encountered a life and death crisis, he mostly used various means to resolve it with his heart and demons, but now, Ye Chenfeng finally had the appearance of some monks, and learned alchemy and several exercises.
However, with Ye Chenfeng's character, if there are not enough benefits, how can he casually compete with others?
Besides, he is also a little famous now, so you can't just come to anyone, just fight with him, that would be too cheap.
Ye Chenfeng was thinking in his heart, how could he give himself a more legitimate reason to pit people, and only listened to Ye Wugui say proudly.
"Ye Chenfeng, you'd better plant the spirit plant at the beginning, so that at least you have a small chance of winning, otherwise once I make a move, you will never have a chance again."
"Huh?" Ye Chenfeng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered, if he used the spirit plant and sword technique, he could double the bet again, and now that Ye Wugui came on the field, he doubled the reward, so calculated, as long as he defeated enough people, the alchemy needs were not a problem at all, and the only thing he was worried about now was whether the people of Wuji Gate would become too large because of the bet in the end, and as a result, they would lose their debts.
"I have to find a way to get Wujimen to sign a demon oath with me." Ye Chenfeng thought to himself.