"Come on, boss, come on, boss!" Ye Fengjun, who was sitting in the stands of the Burning Cloud Sect, cheered loudly at Ye Feng, who was walking onto the battle platform.

"Ye Feng, yesterday when you and Yan Ye were about to use the ground-level martial arts to fight, I wanted to fight with you, but I didn't expect the opportunity to come so quickly!" Ye Feng walked onto the battle platform, and the nine soldiers who were waiting on the stage said to Ye Feng in a loud voice.

Yesterday, when he saw that Ye Feng and Yan Ye were about to use ground-level martial arts to fight, he wanted to fight Ye Feng.

"Hehe, then let's come!" Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Xuanwu Academy, Nine Scholars!" Nine Scholars said with a smile and clenched his fists, and after speaking, he used his Yuan Force to show the strength of the Double Dan Period.

"Burning Cloud Sect, Ye Feng!" Ye Feng also clenched his fists, and at the same time, the refining god was running, and the strength of the Jie Dan was also displayed.

"It's another Yudan, it seems that the first one this time is none other than Xuanwu Academy!" In the ordinary stands, the bearded uncle looked at Ye Feng and said.

"Uncle Beard, this is not necessarily!" However, this time it was not the same voice.

"Young man, isn't this an obvious thing, how can this Jiedan Yizhong beat Jiedan Erzhong, and he is also a genius of Xuanwu Academy, Jiushi!" said Uncle Hu Zi to the young man beside him.

"Uncle Beard, have you forgotten, this Ye Feng is the one who used the ground-level martial arts with Yan Ye yesterday, but he didn't use it!" replied the young man.

"Ground-level martial arts!hiss!" Hearing the ground-level martial arts, the bearded uncle squinted his eyes and thought: "Oh! I remember, then speaking of which, it's really impossible to say who wins and who loses!"

"So, let's take a good look at it now, maybe we can still see the ground-level martial arts that we didn't see yesterday!" the young man said.

"That's right, these nine warriors are geniuses of the Xuanwu Academy, and they must also have ground-level martial arts, and if they fight, the two of them will definitely use ground-level martial arts!" Uncle Hu said, his gaze returned to the battle platform.

"Let's shoot!" On the battle platform, Jiushi said to Ye Feng.

"Then you're welcome!" Since the other party gave himself the first move, then he didn't need to excuse himself.

"Flying fire!" Ye Feng pointed at the Jiushi with the index finger of his right hand, and a flame rushed out of the index finger and went straight to the Jiushi.

After "Lingyun Sword!fall" used the Flying Fire Finger, Ye Feng did not stop, but gathered the cloud condensing sword.

Eight cloud swords fell from the sky towards the Nine Warriors.

Now Ye Feng can already be the strongest condensed nine swords, and there are only eight swords that will not be condensed in an instant.

"Ice Palm, Mixed Yuan Arm!" "Jiushi used the Ice Palm with his left hand to resist the flying fire, and with his right hand, he used the Mixed Yuan Arm to smash the cloud sword that fell towards him with a fist.

The Flying Fire Finger was extinguished under the effect of the ice, and the Cloud Sword was also smashed by the Mixed Yuan Arm, shattering and disappearing.

Seeing this situation, Ye Feng's feet showed phantom light, and he went straight to the nine soldiers, each with a martial art in his hands.

After smashing all the cloud swords, the eyes of the nine warriors stared at Ye Feng who rushed over, and the mixed yuan arm rose again and smashed straight over.

The hybrid arm he had just transported had lost its power after smashing the Cloud Sword and needed to be transported again.

"Peng!" Ye Feng's left fist superimposed the nine fists to meet the nine warriors' mixed yuan arm, and the flying fire in his right hand rushed straight over.

"Ice Palm!" Looking at the flames that flew to the front door, the Nine Warriors hurriedly used the Ice Palm to resist.

"Snort!" the flame touched the cold palm, making a snorting sound.

At this time, a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.

The right arm that had just released Spitfire Finger turned silver.

"Recruit the thunder hand!" Ye Feng blasted over with one arm.

"Peng!" Ye Feng's punch smashed into Jiushi's chest, causing Jiushi to retreat backwards at great speed.

At the same time as the Nine Warriors retreated, the phantom light under Ye Feng's feet appeared again, and he followed the past.

The thunder hand just now, only a little thunder and lightning power has not been integrated, and without the power of thunder and lightning integration, the power of the thunder hand cannot be exerted.

So that punch just now couldn't knock the Nine Warriors out of the ring, and he had to go over now and make up for it with another stab to end the fight.

"It's careless!" The nine soldiers who stopped at the moment muttered with a smile, and looked at Ye Feng who followed him.

His right hand just now was holding Ye Feng's left hand, and his left hand resisted the flying fire finger, carelessly suffering a loss.

"Thousand Spinning Hands!" Nine Warriors used a thousand spinning hands that looked like they were spinning with a thousand hands, forcing Ye Feng to stop.

Ye Feng's hands kept entanglement with the thousand spinning hands, and his body no longer moved forward, but quickly retreated.

"Ye Feng, since you have used a ground-level martial art, then our next move will be a ground-level martial art!" Jiushi put away his thousand spinning hands and said to Ye Feng.

In the battle between Ye Feng and Yan Ye yesterday, he knew that Ye Feng's silver arm was a ground-level martial art.

"Okay!" Ye Feng nodded, his silver right arm was raised high to the sky, and a black cloud was condensing above his head.

On the Jiushi side, in both directions, he was doing the closing momentum of the turtle sect qigong wave, and between the two palms, there was a white light slowly condensing.

"It's started, ground-level martial arts!" Seeing the movements of the two people on the battle platform, many of the people in the ordinary stands became excited, and they started, and they could see the ground-level martial arts.

"Flying Emperor Heavenly Meteorite!" Nine Warriors pushed out with both palms, and suddenly, a huge wave of light flew out between their palms, heading straight for Ye Feng.

"Recruit thunder hand!" Ye Feng waved down from his right back.

"Bang, bang......" Bursts of thunder sounded, and several arm-thick thunderbolts split out from the black clouds above Ye Feng's head, splitting on the light waves coming from the flying fire.

"Boom!"

A loud bang rang out, so that only silver-white light could be seen spread throughout the battlefield.

"It's so spectacular, is this the collision of ground-level martial arts!" said a person in the ordinary stands with wide eyes, staring at the powerful silver-white light.

Not only did he have wide eyes, but there were many, many people.

The silver light and the white light corroded each other in the battle platform, and died in the erosion.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the silver-white light on the battle platform disappeared in the mutual erosion, and the situation on the battle platform was also presented in front of everyone.

As the silver-white light disappeared, everyone saw that only Ye Feng was left standing on the battle platform, and his clothes became beggar's clothes. Moreover, there were three thunderbolts around Ye Feng's body.

Everyone's eyes moved slightly, and they saw that Jiushi's white clothes had become black and torn, and there were scorched places, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and the whole person was lying on the battlefield full of holes, but he did not faint.

"Hehe, I lost!" The lying Jiushi raised his head slightly and said to Ye Feng with a smile.

Ye Feng's right arm, which was still silver, waved, and the three thunderbolts that he had summoned to protect him just now disappeared.

These three thunderbolts were recruited by Ye Feng to protect himself when the martial arts collided, and it was these three thunderbolts that he didn't think about the Nine Warriors.

"The Burning Cloud Sect has won!" said everyone in the ordinary stands.

"Ye Feng won, haha!" In the stands of the Burning Cloud Sect, looking at the situation on the battle platform, the people shouted cheering.

"Grand Elder Lingqing, congratulations. This time, the Xuanfeng Festival won the first place. On the high platform, Dean Luo clasped his fists and said to the Great Elder Lingqing with a smile.

"Hehe, admit it!" Grand Elder Lingqing replied with a smile, and then looked at the young man with tattered clothes and a little dark face with a smile.

"Haha, Ye Feng, it's good!" As soon as Ye Feng walked under the stands, he said with a smile.

"It's so-so!" Ye Feng replied with a smile.

"Ye Feng!" Xuan Tao smiled and gave Ye Feng a thumbs up.

"Boss, you are the best, I adore you so much!" Ye Fengjun rushed down from the stands, picked up Ye Feng, and said with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, fatty, let me down!" Ye Feng hurriedly said.

At the moment when Ye Fengjun picked him up, he heard the sound of stabbing in the beggar costume he was wearing.

"Boss, no, I adore you so much!" Ye Fengjun not only didn't let go, but also threw Ye Feng into the sky with all his might.

"Fat Ye, do you still want to eat the dishes I cooked!" Ye Feng, who was thrown into the sky, shouted.

"Think!" Hearing Ye Feng's words, Ye Fengjun caught Ye Feng with both hands and hurriedly let go.

"Then I'll go first!" As soon as Ye Fengjun put it down, Ye Feng grabbed the two big openings in the rags on his body with both hands, and said to Xuan Tao and the others.

Then Ye Feng's feet appeared with phantom light, and he flashed towards the outside of the square at great speed.

When Ye Feng walked away, Nangong Yue and Xinyue stood up and walked slowly towards the outside of the square.

"The three rounds of the four sects have ended, and the next is the third round of the family scattered cultivation sect, please the children of the family who advanced yesterday, the scattered cultivation is ready, and it will start after a pillar of incense. At this time, Feng Zhen on the high platform stood up and said.

A pillar of incense soon passed, and the competition of the family cultivators began, and more than a dozen inspiring competitions were displayed in front of everyone, but none of them were as exciting as Ye Feng's battle