"See, that is the waste young master of the Ye family, Ye Feng!"

When Ye Feng slowly walked into the ring, many spiritual cultivators in the audience pointed at Ye Feng, their faces full of ridicule and ridicule.

"Ye Feng, please!"

The noisy competition ring, as Fang Zhenyu drank softly, instantly quieted down.

Looking at Fang Zhenyu, who was standing on the opposite side and eager to try, Ye Feng did not plan to take out the blue-level spirit weapon immediately, but wanted to fight with him with his own strength.

Ye Feng smiled silently, and made a competitive gesture towards Chen Zhenyu in the disdainful gaze of everyone.

Under the ring, the young children of the Ye family who got the news, under the leadership of Ye Zhan, also rushed over.

Although they didn't have a good impression of Ye Feng, after all, Ye Feng represented the Ye family at this moment, and if they lost too ugly, their faces would not be bright.

"Guess how many moves Ye Feng can support in Young Master Chen's hands?" the spiritual cultivators in the audience were talking around.

"Ten tricks should be about the same"

"Zhang Dahu, did the Ye family give you any benefits, ten moves, I think there are three moves at most. Someone retorted.

Hearing that everyone was very unoptimistic about Ye Feng, and his words were full of ridicule, Ye Qingyao couldn't help but shout: "Brother Feng won't lose!"

"Where did the little girl come from, she looks really good!"

Everyone followed the sound and looked in the direction where Ye Qingyao was standing, and found that an eleven or twelve-year-old girl looked at Ye Feng with admiration on her face, and her mouth kept arguing with the surrounding spiritual cultivators.

The palms were slightly closed, and a light blue aura gathered from all sides towards Fang Zhenyu's hands, and with a loud shout, his feet kicked hard, and he slashed towards Ye Feng's chest.

The battles between spirits are not too different from those between ordinary people, and they are all direct collisions.

"Wind and Fire Palm!"

Fang Zhenyu slashed towards Ye Feng with all his might, wanting to slash Ye Feng off the stage with one move.

Fenghuo Palm is the only blue-level intermediary technique passed down by the Fang family, and Fang Zhenyu, as a descendant of the Fang family, is also qualified to learn.

When Fang Zhenyu came over, the palm wind had already crossed his face slightly, Ye Feng made a move, and his left foot jumped slightly to the right, I have to say that Ye Feng's leap completely avoided the direction of Fang Zhenyu's attack.

"It's a bit of a doorway!"

Seeing that his move was dodged by Ye Feng, Fang Zhenyu snorted lightly, quickly changed direction, and kicked Ye Feng while Ye Feng's foothold was not stable.

"Violent Tiger Roar!"

Fang Zhenyu's kick could no longer be dodged, Ye Feng used his spiritual power, poured it on his right foot, roared, and collided with Fang Zhenyu head-on.

The sound of violent collisions spread around, and the pain coming from the leg bones made Ye Feng feel that although Fang Zhenyu's strength was slightly higher than his own, it was not impossible to resist.

After a short separation between the two, Fang Zhenyu felt a sense of shock in his heart, he thought that Ye Feng was not his own move, but after fighting head-on, he found that although Ye Feng's spiritual power was slightly weaker than his own, it was not far behind, and Fang Zhenyu did not take much advantage of the kick just now.

Light blue spiritual power flew around in the ring, and in an instant, the two had fought for more than 30 moves.

The spiritual cultivator who was still talking about Ye Feng's ability to survive a few moves in Fang Zhenyu's hands had already closed his mouth at this moment, staring at Ye Feng in disbelief who still couldn't see defeat in the ring.

"Brother Feng, come on!"

Seeing Ye Feng showing his might on stage, Ye Qingyao in the audience danced and cheered.

"Ye Feng, I admit that you are very strong, but this is the end of it. I saw Fang Zhenyu standing with his hands in his hands, and slowly pulled out the spirit soldier he was carrying, the surface of the spirit soldier was deeply cyan, and it was obviously a blue-level high-level spirit soldier.

looked at Fang Zhenyu's weapon, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in his heart: "Than the spirit soldier, then it will be as you wish!"

As soon as the blue-level primary-level spirit soldier given by Yu Lao was taken out of Ye Feng's hand, it caused everyone in the audience to exclaim, and their expressions revealed a strong sense of envy.

"Ye Hai, where did the blue-level spirit soldier in Ye Feng's hand come from?" Ye Zhan, who was watching the battle from the audience, turned around and asked the young man behind him after seeing it.

"Young Master Zhan, I don't know this. Ye Qing shook his head and said.

"Hmph, it must have been the patriarch who took the family resources to exchange for him. Thinking of this, a wave of anger erupted from Ye Zhan's heart.

After only a few moves, Ye Feng had the upper hand, although he was a first-class spiritual soldier, Fang Zhenyu didn't cultivate one star higher.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The two spirit soldiers kept colliding, Fang Zhenyu really had a bitterness in his heart at this time, he thought that he could easily defeat Ye Feng, a waste who had been ridiculed for six years, but he never thought that he would compete for spiritual power first, and only took a slight advantage, but after taking out the spirit soldiers, he was gradually suppressed.

Without hurrying, he dodged Fang Zhenyu's move to stab the door directly, lowered his head slightly, and turned his body slightly to the right, Ye Feng passed through Fang Zhenyu's defense with a sword and stopped above his throat.

"You've lost!"

When Ye Feng said this, the audience fell silent, and then burst into thunderous applause, no matter when, the winner will always be appreciated, even if this person was once named a waste.

Strong unwillingness, thick humiliation, Fang Zhenyu couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground at this moment, threw the spirit stone on the stage, and left without looking back.

"Brother Feng, it's amazing, Qing Yao is stunned!" Ye Qingyao ran over with a smile and picked up the spirit stone.

The news of Ye Feng's victory spread almost instantaneously throughout Jiang Capital City.

Some people say that Ye Feng is powerful with spiritual soldiers, and some people say that the genius of the past has awakened

None of this has anything to do with Ye Feng.

With the spirit stone he had won, holding Ye Qingyao's soft little hand, Ye Feng returned to the family in the envy of many spiritual cultivators.

"Stop!"

As soon as he entered the door, Ye Feng was surrounded by Ye Zhan, Ye Hai and others.

"What, when you become a young master, don't you want me to go back to the family?" Looking at everyone coldly, he shrugged his shoulders, Ye Feng asked with a frown.

"Hand over the blue-level spirit soldier!" staring at the spirit soldier in Ye Feng's hand, Ye Zhan threatened.

I had long known that once I took out the blue-level spirit soldier, I would cause trouble, but I never thought that the first person to find it was actually my own brother, Ye Feng said angrily: "What, don't I give it, you dare to rob it?"

Seeing that Ye Feng was a little angry, except for Ye Zhan, the other Ye family disciples were still a little afraid, and couldn't help but retreat slightly, in the previous scene in the ring, they thought that they were not the enemy with Ye Feng.

The reaction of Ye Hai and the others made Ye Zhan a little angry, and he said in an aggravated tone: "Ye Feng, don't think that you can do whatever you want with your father's protection, blue-level spirit soldiers are not something you can have, take them out as soon as possible, and I will hand them over to the family for safekeeping." ”

"What if I don't agree?" Ye Zhan's thoughts, Ye Feng knew it, it was nothing more than that he had a blue-level spirit soldier, and as the young master of the Ye family, he was actually an ordinary blue-level mid-level spirit soldier.

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to do this!" The corners of Ye Zhan's mouth twitched, his fists clenched, and his eyes stared at Ye Feng coldly.

A group of Ye family disciples standing behind Ye Zhan, seeing Ye Zhan's actions, retreated to the side very familiarly, leaving an open space.

"What for?"

An angry shout interrupted the two who were about to fight, and the Great Elder Ye Qing walked out of the inner door.

"Great Elder. ”

A group of Ye family disciples saluted one after another.

Seeing that the person who came was the Great Elder, Ye Zhan felt even more joy in his heart, "Great Elder Qiqi, Ye Feng got a blue-level spirit weapon out of nowhere, and we are asking him about his origin." ”

"Blue-level spirit soldier?" Hearing Ye Zhan say the reason, Ye Qing also moved his mind, you must know that he is a great elder who still uses a blue-level spirit soldier, and the blue-level spirit soldier in Ye Feng's hand is just for him to use at this moment.

"Ye Feng, where did your blue-level spirit soldier come from, did you steal the family's spirit stone and buy it?" Ye Qing directly leaned on Ye Feng for the crime of stealing.

Looking at Ye Qing's sanctimonious face, with a burst of contempt in his heart, Ye Feng sneered and said, "No comment!"

"Ye Feng, what kind of attitude do you have, dare to talk to the elder like this!"

Before Ye Zhan could speak, Ye Hai, who was bent on showing himself in front of the Great Elder, stood in front of Ye Feng and accused.

"Get out of here!"

was stopped by Ye Hai, but Ye Feng didn't have the patience to explain to him.

"Ye Feng, as long as you hand over the spirit soldiers, I will not pursue your crime of stealing. Seeing Ye Feng's tough attitude, Ye Qing's old face couldn't see the slightest fluctuation, and said slowly, directly confirming Ye Feng's crime of stealing.

"What's so hilarious?"

The patriarch Ye Zheng, who heard the movement, also came to the front yard.

"Patriarch, you gave birth to a good son, and you actually stole the family spirit stone to buy a blue-level spirit soldier. Without waiting for Ye Feng to speak, Ye Qing, who was the first to sue the wicked, stroked his gray beard and opened his mouth to say.

Ye Zheng, who knew Ye Feng well, looked around quietly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I don't know if the Great Elder has any evidence?"

"Evidence, the spirit weapon in his hand is the evidence!" Ye Qing was sure that Ye Feng had stolen the family spirit stone.

"It's really ridiculous, I can't imagine that my Ye family actually has a scum like you, spewing blood, framing future generations, and living to a dog at a great age!" Ye Feng spat heavily on the ground, pointed at Ye Qing's nose and cursed.

"Arrogant child, today I will teach your father a good lesson for you, a disrespectful guy!" Unexpectedly, Ye Feng actually dared to scold himself, Ye Qing could no longer maintain the appearance of a kind old man, and he was angry and wanted to do something to Ye Feng.

"Great Elder, the dog is ignorant, do you also have to worry about the junior disciples?" I didn't see any movement from Ye Zheng, and the latter stopped in front of Ye Qing, staring at Ye Qing and saying with a smile.

"Humph!"

With Ye Zheng here, it was naturally impossible for Ye Qing to teach Ye Feng a lesson, and he slashed at the stubborn stone next to him angrily, venting the depression in his heart.

"Okay, don't you just want a spirit soldier? I'll give you a chance, a month later, in the cultivation square of the mountain behind the family, if anyone in the younger brother of the family can beat me, the blue-level spirit soldier will be presented with both hands. Not wanting his father to be too difficult, Ye Feng paused and proposed.

"Ye Feng, this is true!" Ye Zhan, who hadn't spoken for a long time, asked in disbelief.

"Hmph, I, Ye Feng, have a word. Looking at Ye Zhan with disdain, Ye Feng promised.