Chapter Seventy-Eight: Martial Master Zhao Pu
in the crowd.
Ye Feng didn't know where he went, he hadn't seen him for more than a month. ”
"He's not going to have an accident, is he?"
"If he's here, maybe there will be some opportunities this time. ”
"Zhao Ying, you have already completed three refining strengths, and you should be able to show your skills this time. ”
"Yes, Zhao Ying, you are too perverted, I think you are even more perverted than Ye Feng, when you first entered the inner hall, you had not yet broken through to the fourth level of martial arts, and now you have already refined your strength three times. ”
Zhao Xuanyang, Zhao Zhilan, Zhao Ying, Zhao Wenqing and others gathered together, as well as Zhao Chunqiao, and they began to form a small circle.
Even Zhao Ming and Zhao Mei are a few veteran inner hall disciples, they can only admire and admire Zhao Ying, and now Zhao Ying's strength is already one of the best among them.
"I don't know, I broke through while practicing. ”
Zhao Ying smiled lightly.
Zhao Zhilan looked at Zhao Ying, who was surrounded by everyone, and a faint sense of loss emerged in her heart, when she was in the martial arts academy, she was the center of everyone, and she was the object of envy, but when she arrived in the inner hall, she found that she had become so small, and her talent had become too ordinary here.
At this time, Elder Zhao Qingtian, the deacon standing under the wooden spire, spoke: "Listen, this tower battle is of great significance, because Elder Taishang will personally preside over it. ”
As Zhao Qingtian finished speaking, a figure flew from a distance, rising and falling several times on the nearby buildings, as if it was in the void, and suddenly fell on top of the wooden spire.
With the breeze blowing, the placket of the clothes flies, and the hair flies.
In the crowd, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw this figure, because this person was Zhao Pu he hadn't seen for a long time.
Under the anger, Ye Feng roared, "Old thief Zhao Pu, I finally saw you." ”
As he spoke, his figure jumped up suddenly, like a roc spreading its wings, and jumped to the top of the wooden tower at once, and then rushed towards the top of the tower with a few flyes.
At the top of the tower, the old man was looking down with a smile, suddenly, he heard the voice he didn't want to hear, he trembled, almost didn't stand firm under his feet, fell down, his body shook a little, and then he stabilized his figure, but when he saw the figure flying up, his face changed drastically, and he cried out, "When did your kid come back?"
He will personally preside over this tower battle this time, and he only dared to come out after hearing that Ye Feng had disappeared for more than a month.
What a mistake!
When I came out just now, why didn't I use my mind to probe it first.
He can't wait to flee immediately, but in front of everyone's eyes, wouldn't it be too shameless to flee like this.
Thinking of this, he could only bite the bullet and stay.
At this moment, under the wooden tower, hundreds of people in the inner hall looked at the flying figure in surprise.
"It's Ye Feng, he's back. ”
Zhao Xuanyang and others were pleasantly surprised.
"He's not dead?"
Zhao Chen's face was gloomy, since the destruction of the wolf hunting team, how much he wished that Ye Feng would die in the Tieling Mountain Range.
"The kid is too bold. ”
Zhao Tianxing and other high-level officials in the inner hall were also watching, and when they saw Ye Feng's actions, they couldn't help but shake their heads.
"Stinky boy, you can't keep a low profile!"
Zhao Pu secretly thought of transmitting to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng fell to the other side of the top of the tower, stared at Zhao Pu, and said viciously: "Hmph, if I don't keep a low profile, can I see you?"
"I didn't mean to avoid you, hasn't the old man been in retreat recently?"
Zhao Pu sneered.
Many people in the inner hall under the tower became more and more curious, and they didn't know what the relationship between Zhao Pu and Ye Feng was? A dignified elder, a martial artist-level powerhouse, and Ye Feng was just a little disciple who had just entered the inner hall, and there was too much difference in status and strength.
"I don't care about that, what about the promise you made three years ago?"
Ye Feng sneered.
"Of course, the old man has not forgotten the promise, but the enemy is too strong, so I have been in retreat and penance, in order to become stronger and avenge your adoptive father as soon as possible!"
Zhao Pu said seriously.
"I don't need you to avenge it, I'll avenge it myself, as long as you tell me who is the murderer of my father-in-law?"
Ye Feng shook his head and said.
"Ye Feng, it's not that I won't tell you, it's that the enemy is too strong, you are too weak now, as long as the time comes, I will tell you. ”
Zhao Pu looked at Ye Feng's angry face and sighed in his heart.
"When?"
Ye Feng said coldly.
"You become a martial artist!"
Zhao Pu was silent for a moment, and then said lightly.
He didn't think that Ye Feng could become a martial artist-level powerhouse, his hope was too slim.
Martial arts level powerhouses, even the huge Liyang County can be counted with both hands, there are not many sixfold warriors of the Zhao clan, it is too difficult to give birth to a martial arts level powerhouse, among the existing inner hall disciples, there are only three people who have the hope of becoming a martial artist, one is Zhao Qinglong, one is Zhao Hailong, and the other is Zhao Ying, who has just emerged.
It's just a possibility, and if you don't have enough chances, it's still difficult.
In comparison, Ye Feng is a lot worse, although his recent performance is very eye-catching, it can't change the fact that he has only opened five acupoints.
If you don't have enough qualifications and understanding, you won't be able to go far on the path of martial arts.
"Martial artist?"
Ye Feng stared at Zhao Pu for a long time, and only after a long time did a few words pop out of his mouth, "Okay, when the time comes, I will see if you have any other reasons." ”
After speaking, his body moved, and he stepped on the top of the tower and flew down one by one.
Zhao Pu breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, temporarily stabilized Ye Feng, and immediately glanced at everyone below, and said loudly: "This year's tower competition is still presided over by the old man himself, and now it officially starts." ”
As soon as his words fell, an invisible aura emanated from him, catharsis descended, and enveloped the entire wooden tower.
From the outside, the air around the wooden tower seemed to be distorted.
Many inner hall disciples couldn't wait to flock to the front, and they rushed forward with light skills.
As soon as many people approached the wooden tower, they felt an invisible oppressive force enveloping them, and their bodies became extremely heavy.
There are also some powerful ones, who have reached the fifth level or above, and they are performing better, their movements are suppressed by the invisible force, and they can no longer climb as if they were walking on the ground as before.
As for the inner hall disciples of the fourfold cultivation, they can't climb with light skills at all, and can only climb up with their hands and feet.
Moreover, the higher this invisible pressure goes, the stronger it becomes.
Needless to say, this should be the result of the momentum unleashed by the martial arts level powerhouse at the top of the tower.
After all, the wooden pagoda is only more than thirty meters high, and it takes a little time for the quadruple samurai to climb up, but it is too easy for the powerful five-fold samurai.
Because of this, it is rare for a five-fold samurai to participate in the usual tower fight, because it is too unchallenging.
It's different if you have a martial arts powerhouse presiding over it, and if you want to climb the wooden tower under the pressure of a martial arts powerhouse, the difficulty can be imagined.
This makes it more challenging