Three days passed in a flash, and in these three days, Ye Feng almost didn't close his eyes, and worked hard to cultivate the phoenix wing sword technique.

"Little brothers, little sisters, let my sister see how you have practiced in the past three days!"

As Ye Feng and the other hundred freshmen came to the clearing behind the college, Tutor Jingya took small steps slowly and said with a smile.

"See, the whip in my hand, if you can hold on to ten breaths in my hand without being touched by the whip, you will be qualified, of course, I will suppress my strength to the same level as you, okay, little prince, you come first!"

Don't look at Ning Hao's appearance of not being afraid of heaven and earth, but since he came to Tianfeng Academy and found out that his tutor was Jing Ya, he no longer had the slightest intention of slacking off, and he didn't dare to be arrogant, others didn't know Jing Ya's origin, but Ning Hao knew!

Tutor Jingya is only thirty years old, but he is a close disciple of the dean of Tianfeng Academy, and he has followed the dean since he was a child, even if Ning Hao is the little prince, but in front of Jingya, he is still honest like a docile cat, seeing Jingya naming herself, she hurriedly put on a smiling face, "Tutor Jingya, please advise." ”

After suppressing the cultivation to be the same as Ning Hao, Jing Ya waved the long whip in her hand and attacked Ning Hao, and the whip shadow surrounded Ning Hao's side, but Ning Hao's reaction was also sensitive, and he dodged three whips in succession, this scene was also quite appreciated in Jing Ya's eyes. The time of ten breaths passed quickly, and Jing Ya had a total of nine whips, except for the last whip, Ning Hao was a little embarrassed, but after all, he was not whipped.

"Well, that's good!

One after another, the students carried out the test, and from time to time some students let out a miserable cry, although Jingya suppressed the cultivation, but by its whip, there will inevitably be a deep whip mark on the body, and those students who could not survive the ten breaths in pain were hugging their heads on the ground.

"Ye Feng, right, I heard that you are the most talented among the students in this class, and you have the highest ladder to climb the ladder, but I don't know if you are so strong in actual combat!" After Ye Feng's turn came, Jing Ya looked up and down, and actually reached out and pinched Ye Feng's face, and after pinching, she didn't forget to tease: "Little brother's skin is so tender!"

Contrary to Jing Ya's expectations, unlike others, Ye Feng was able to pull out his hand and attack himself while dodging his whip, although this attack seemed nothing in Jing Ya's eyes, but the whip method he used was a yellow-level beginner technique, the phantom whip, Ye Feng could easily dodge it, at least it showed that he had a sense of acumen beyond ordinary people in this matter, Jing Ya didn't expect Ye Feng to cultivate the blue-level high-level body technique Xuanying.

In almost an hour's test, only 21 of the more than 100 people passed the test.

Those who passed the test found that the house badge they were wearing flashed with the number ten.

"That's right, if you pass my test, you will get ten points of contribution. Tutor Jingya saw that Ye Feng and the others were a little puzzled, and explained unhurriedly.

The seventy-nine students who did not pass looked at their badges with some annoyance, as a freshman, it is almost impossible to get contribution points, and they just missed another opportunity, and they don't know when the zero on their badge will change.

"Okay, you're almost familiar with the academy in three days, and then you're going to start cultivating, now let's start practicing, let me see your shortcomings in cultivation. ”

Fighting against Ye Feng was a spiritual cultivator named Xue Gang.

"Brother Xue, please!"

After making a starting move, Ye Feng and Xue Gang fought together, since breaking through to the spirit stage, Ye Feng was still the first time to compete with spiritual cultivation.

"Decepticon Fist!"

Xue Gang roared, a pair of huge fists went straight to Ye Feng's door, Xue Gang, who had the strength of a five-star spiritual warrior, faced Ye Feng, the guy who was the first in two tests, without the slightest hint of underestimation, and went all out as soon as he made a move.

In the face of Xue Gang's punch, it would be easy for Ye Feng to dodge, but after breaking through, Ye Feng held the mentality of trying his own strength, and took the punch with spiritual power, and a strong force erupted from Xue Gang's fist.

After the blow, Ye Feng almost knew his current strength, and in the case of a hard encounter, it was almost equivalent to the level of a three-star to four-star spirit for the time being, of course, if he used his Ice and Fire Palm, it would be another matter.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng rubbed his body forward, and quickly and unusually launched a stormy attack around Xue Gang, Xue Gang was suffering from not being as flexible as Ye Feng, although his strength was higher than Ye Feng, but his own attacks could not reach Ye Feng, but Ye Feng's attacks hit him one after another, and after a while, his nose and face were swollen, and he hurriedly greeted: "Brother Ye, I admit defeat." ”

Seeing Ye Feng's agile skills, Jing Ya gradually became curious in her heart, and pointed to Cangwu, who had already finished the battle, and said, "You, go and compete with him in the past." ”

Cangwu, who was worried that he had no way to behave in front of the little prince, nodded excitedly when he heard Jingya arrange it like this.

"Ye Feng, don't think that there is anything great about defeating Xue Gang's useless fat man, if you can survive ten moves in my hands, even if I lose!" Cang Wu stood in front of Ye Feng with an arrogant face and said disdainfully.

"Hehe, what if I can survive ten moves?" Although Cangwu is a nine-star spirit master and is on the verge of breaking through the spirit master, Ye Feng is not afraid at all.

Seeing Ye Feng's indifferent look, Cang Wu laughed and said, "It's really ridiculous, a spirit boy who has just broken through is so ashamed to say this, let me try if you have that ability!"

"Wait. ”

Cangwu, who was about to make a move, paused his body when he heard this, "What, are you afraid?"

"Although the mentor arranges for you and me to fight, I don't think we should raise the stakes. ”

"Bet?" Cangwu asked.

"Yes, let's use these ten contribution points as a bet, if I survive ten moves in your hands, your contribution points will belong to me, if I can't hold on, mine will belong to you, how about it?" Ye Feng proposed.

After thinking about it for a while, Cangwu readily agreed.

The two of them opened their stance and started a fight in the open space behind them, and since it was a temporary battle added by Jingya, the rest of the students who ended the battle were almost all watching from the sidelines.

"Little Lord, you said that Ye Feng, this kid, can survive a few moves in Cangwu's hands?" Xu Shaopeng asked while standing behind Ning Hao.

"Hehe, in my opinion, at most three moves, no more. Without waiting for Ning Hao to answer, Huang Ming said first.

Ning Hao was a little unhappy with Huang Ming's interjection, but he couldn't see the slightest change on his face, and said with a smile: "The competition between classmates is inevitable, victory or defeat is inevitable, Ye Feng should be able to hold up seven or eight moves!"

The discussion of Ning Hao and the others reached Jing Ya's ears, Jing Ya shook her head, and said in her heart If this Ye Feng is really as you say, then it can really be regarded as a blind eye.

With a loud "bang", Ye Feng dodged Cangwu three times in a row, suddenly increased his speed, and punched him in the back, and Cangwu couldn't help but take two steps back.

"There are two hits, but if that's all you do, you can throw in the towel. Hit by Ye Feng, Cangwu was not annoyed and angry, but became even more warlike, and slowly pulled out a big knife from behind him.

"Crazy Knife First Style, Wind Scroll Style!"

The big knife weighing more than 100 catties was very light in Cangwu's hand, and it slashed towards the central stall of Ye Feng, how could Cangwu be fast, Ye Feng was faster, and flashed to the side with a brush.

"Crazy Knife Second Style, Yellow Sand Style!"

"Crazy Knife Third Style, Sky Filling Style!"

......

The entire complete set of mad knife techniques, Cang Wu only learned the first three moves, although the power was great, but still could not touch the corners of Ye Feng's clothes.

"Advanced Body Technique Secret Technique!" Seeing that Cang Wu used the Crazy Knife Technique, he still couldn't touch Ye Feng, Tutor Jingya's eyes lit up, and he carefully observed Ye Feng's every move.

"Ten moves have passed, what else do you have to say?"

"Hmph, since it's a competition, you have to divide the winner and loser, and now that you are beaten by me and fleeing all over the ground, anyone with a discerning eye can see that I won. Cangwu said with strong words.

"Hehe, if you don't know the shame, I'll beat you to admit defeat!"

The Wanling Sword came out of the sheath, and a dazzling cold light erupted, and with Ye Feng's words of "Phoenix Wings Sword Technique", he found that the sword rain in the center of the field was all over the sky, even if Cangwu was not attacking, he still couldn't be hit by the Wanling Sword with all his strength.

Seeing that no matter how he attacked, he couldn't hurt Ye Feng in the slightest, Cangwu gradually became anxious, and he became more and more impetuous after a long time of attacking, and his moves gradually showed flaws, Ye Feng found an opportunity, and a phoenix wing sword trick hit Cangwu's right hand holding the big knife just right.

"Oops", Cangwu's right hand hurt, and before he could react, Ye Feng was another family heirloom violent tiger roaring punch on the bridge of Cangwu's nose, blood flowed out of his nostrils instantly, although the successive blows failed to hurt Cangwu's vital point, but was hit by a spiritual cultivator whose strength was far lower than his own, Cangwu no longer had the pride he had before.

"Alright, let's stop!" The situation in the arena was already clear, and Mentor Jingya stopped the two from making any further moves.

"Wait, bring the contribution points!" Ye Feng didn't forget the previous bet.

"Hmph, here you go!" Cang Wu was unwilling to give Ye Feng his only contribution point, staring at Ye Feng's eyes eager to spew flames.

Ye Feng's battle made those freshmen who relied on their cultivation to be a little higher no longer dare to underestimate others, and no one dared to say whether the next person would be another Ye Feng.

"I see that your battle is almost over, I will go back to cultivate by myself by name, and the rest will stay. After Tutor Jingya read out the names of Ye Feng, Ning Hao, Tang Wan, and Liu Yishui, the remaining ninety-six freshmen who did not recite their names all stayed in the back mountain, waiting for Jingya's guidance and training.