Suddenly hearing this, the teenagers of different races around them were all slightly stunned, looking at Ye Feng in disbelief.

"What?" the Beamon boy was stunned.

"I said!" Ye Feng said with a cold expression: "Humble your mother, did you hear that?"

At this moment, the teenagers of all different races suddenly exploded, and the eyes that looked at Ye Feng one by one were full of shock.

The young man of the Beamon tribe came back to his senses and yelled like thunder: "You lowly human race, you dare to scold me?"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a chilling glint, and he sneered: "The Beamon clan is right? ”

The young man of the Beamon tribe was immediately furious, and roared, "You actually compare me to that stupid demonic beast?"

Ye Feng smiled faintly and said, "You are not as good as a demonic beast." ”

The young man of the Beamon tribe suddenly jumped like thunder, his face was as red as a pig's liver, and he shouted: "Terran boy, I advise you to hand over the local level martial arts from yesterday, otherwise you will feel better!"

Ground-level martial arts!Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, it turned out that he was coming for the ground-level martial arts, no wonder he would come over to find fault!

"Stupid Beamon!"

A touch of sarcasm appeared on Ye Feng's face, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and after laughing, he said coldly: "Do you think that if you ask me to hand it over, I will hand it over?"

The young man of the Beamon tribe stretched his muscles and bones, the bones of his whole body crackled with a loud sound, his face was full of gloom, and he said viciously: "Don't think that I dare not touch you if you are a special student, in Tianfeng Academy, as students of the same academy, fighting with each other is free, and I am also a student in the outer courtyard, today I will teach you a hard lesson to see if you hand it over." ”

In fact, what the Bimeng teenager said is both true and false, in Tianfeng Academy, as long as the students with similar strength fight with each other is free, as long as one of the students sends out a challenge, and the other student is not injured or other reasons, the battle is inevitable, it can also be said to be a forced battle, the surface strength of this Bimeng boy is a four-star late stage, that is, a high-level martial arts spiritual cultivation, Ye Feng's apparent strength is a four-star mid-stage, and it was originally impossible to challenge Ye Feng, but because Ye Feng is a specially recruited student and his nature is different, so it is also possible for a Bimeng boy to challenge Ye Feng。

"Really?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "The ground-level martial arts are on my body, if you have the ability, come and get it!"

The young man of the Bimeng tribe laughed: "Terran boy, you have never seen the strength of the Bimeng tribe, do you dare to shout at me?"

"What a self-righteous arrogant and stupid pig!" Ye Feng said without hesitation.

The face of the young man of the Bimeng tribe suddenly turned red, and he yelled: "You are looking for death!"

With one step, the young man of the Beamon tribe suddenly turned into a Beamon beast with a height of six or seven meters, with limbs as thick as a huge stone pillar, blue-green skin, and eyes the size of copper bells full of murderous intent.

With an angry roar, the Beamon boy looked down at Ye Feng and said loudly: "Terran boy, I will make you pay!" At this moment, Ye Feng was like a ridiculous and immature child in the eyes of this terrifying Beamon boy, as if he could crush Ye Feng to death with a finger.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, and said for a long time: "The price? the price is to be paid...... paused, and then Ye Feng's eyes burst out with a fierce coldness, and he said coldly: "However, it is not me who needs to pay the price, but you! You must pay the price for insulting the human race!"

The young man of the Beamon tribe raised his head to the sky and roared, stomping heavily on the ground, and there was a loud rumble on the ground, and the entire training ground shook faintly, and the sound was extremely terrifying.

"I'm just a barbarian, and besides, I won't lose to you!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly, stood calmly in place, the momentum of the terrifying and violent four-star mid-stage suddenly emanated, he was dressed in black and danced without wind, and the violent momentum went straight towards the young man of the Beamon tribe on the opposite side.

The young man of the Beamon tribe was full of momentum, and the powerful momentum comparable to a high-level martial spirit in the late stage of the four-star period was released, and he fiercely met Ye Feng's momentum.

Poof! The two huge momentum collided and made a dull sound, slightly stronger than the momentum of the Mongolian youth, and reversed the direction with a slight momentum advantage and suppressed it towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled coldly and stood calmly in place, his faint momentum counterattacking path dissolving invisibly.

In the distance, Ruo Xiqiao, who was dressed in a pink dress, had a faint smile on her face, watching the confrontation between Ye Feng and the young man of the Beamon tribe from a distance.

A fresh breeze blew, and an old man with a giant beast on his forehead also appeared beside Ruoxi.

Ruoxi seemed to be a little surprised, and said lightly, "Elder Meng!"

The old man's eyes narrowed, and the little Beamon giant beast on his forehead faintly glowed blue, and said thoughtfully: "Mentor Ruoxi, this is something you arranged on purpose, right?"

Ruoxi smiled faintly: "Why did Elder Meng say this?"

The old man laughed out loud and said, "Mentor Ruoxi seems to care for this Ye Feng!"

"Really?" Ruoxi raised her eyebrows and said lightly, "Then what can mean that I arranged it on purpose......? I just gave Ye Feng a local-level martial art, but ......" After a pause, Ruoxi said with some amusement: "Elder Meng, is there such a lack of local-level martial arts in your clan?

The old man's face was not very good-looking, and he stiffened his face and said: "The kid in the clan is not sensible, seeing that Ye Feng's strength is strong, his hands are itchy and he wants to challenge it." ”

"Really?" Ruoxi said in surprise, "That's if I heard it wrong!

"But ......" Ruoxi smiled faintly, "I'm looking forward to the outcome of this battle." ”

The old man laughed and said, "Mentor Ruoxi seems to be very confident in the boys in your clan!"

Ruoxi lightly opened her lips and said: "Fighting is a tempering of oneself, it is not impossible for him to familiarize himself with the way of fighting, and he may not necessarily need to win." ”

The old man said with a smile: "I heard that this kid is a special student with ten stars of combat strength and ten stars of reaction speed, it seems that there will be another incredible character in the human race!"

Ruoxi smiled faintly: "Elder Meng smiled! I wonder if Elder Meng is interested in staying and watching the battle together?"

"Of course!" the old man smiled gloomily, "It's my honor to be able to watch the battle with Mentor Ruoxi. ”

Ruoxi stopped talking, and watched the confrontation between Ye Feng and the young man of the Bimeng tribe from a distance.

There was a powerful aura between Ye Feng and the young man of the Bimeng tribe, and the scene was like a powder keg, as long as there was a wire, it would cause an earth-shattering explosion.

"Meng Qifei is a powerhouse in the outer courtyard who can rank less than a thousand, and the special enrollment with ten stars of attack power is nothing to him!"

"yes! I think that Terran kid is going to be out of luck! It would be nice if he handed over the cheats early! ”

"I don't think that Terran kid is good at stubble!"

The teenagers of different races around them were talking a lot, nervously watching the confrontation between Ye Feng and the young men of the Bimeng tribe.

"Can there be a thousand people in the outer courtyard?"

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a chilling cold light burst out.

"Are you scared?" the Bimeng boy burst out laughing, and his laughter rumbled: "I don't care what kind of special student you are, I will still beat you to a pulp with one punch!"

"It's kind of interesting!" The corners of Ye Feng's mouth turned up slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his face: "Are you really a soft persimmon kneaded by the human race?"

"Hahaha!" The young man of the Beamon tribe took another step, his huge body stood three feet away in front of Ye Feng, leaned down, the huge head poked down, and a pair of eyes the size of copper bells stared at Ye Feng and said: "The human race is such a small point, where is my opponent?"

A cold glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he said lightly, "Can you start?"

"Of course, at any time!" said the Beamon boy jokingly.

"Then you're welcome!"

Ye Feng's eyes flashed with coldness, his right hand stretched out like lightning, clenched his palm into a fist, and quickly blasted out a punch with lightning speed, and the powerful fist slammed straight into the huge chin in front of him.

"You!" the Beamon boy was startled, and the fist in his pupils dilated rapidly.

There was a crisp sound, and before he could speak, Ye Feng's fist hit the Bimeng boy's chin heavily from bottom to top.

Poof! The young man of the Beamon tribe let out a wail, and his huge head was knocked back to its original shape by the huge force, and his mouth was dripping with blood, and a mouthful of blood mixed with a few broken teeth spit out.

Hit by the huge force, the body of the Beamon boy retreated one after another, and finally sat on the ground, and the training ground shook violently.

Slowly retracting his fist, Ye Feng smiled faintly, and said in a good time: "Yo! What the hell is wrong with the powerful Beamon Giant Beast? I'm a weak Terran!" Ye Feng's move didn't use Dou Qi, just pure strength to repel the Beamon boy and let him learn a lesson.

The young man of the Bimeng tribe slowly got up, his huge body as high as six or seven meters trembled, his pupils the size of copper bells were filled with monstrous anger, and a pair of eyes stared at Ye Feng deadly.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled slightly, and a cold smile appeared on his face, this time, he was not only fighting for himself, but also for the dignity of the human race! The young man of the Beamon tribe opened his mouth and closed his mouth to say that a humble human had already caused Ye Feng's anger, and now he had to pay the price for this sentence!