The cultivation of the young man of the Mei clan is at the peak of the four-star, that is, the peak martial spirit cultivation, or the Mei clan with special abilities, Ye Feng's cultivation is only in the late stage of the four-star, and he still has no special abilities, and the abilities are relatively average.

In the dueling arena, the young man of the Mei Clan stared at Ye Feng tightly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

The opportunity to test his combat strength has come! Ye Feng's face had a look of excitement, and his whole body burst out, and the powerful momentum of the high-level martial spirit surged towards the young man of the Mei Clan.

The young man of the Mei Clan also had the cultivation of the peak martial spirit, so he naturally would not be shaken by Ye Feng's momentum, and stood firmly in place.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, a faint smile appeared on his face, Ye Feng's soles of his feet slammed to the ground, boom!

The figure rushed forward, Ye Feng clenched his right hand into a fist, a faint fighting spirit lingered on his fist, and the violent aura was suddenly released.

The distance of twenty zhang between the two was almost fleeting, and the next moment, Ye Feng appeared in front of the young man of the Mei clan, and the huge power in his body surged out, condensed into his right hand, and with a loud shout, his right fist suddenly swung out, and the terrifying sound bombarded the cheek of the young man.

A violent punch was struck, and the air was slightly stagnant, and the huge aura surged towards the Mei Clan.

"What a strong attack!"

The pupils of the young man of the Mei clan contracted violently, and Ye Feng punched out, and the terrifying aura almost made him unable to breathe.

Don't dare to slack off, the purple light on the right hand of the young man of the Mei Clan burst out, and the momentum of the peak of the four stars suddenly burst out, and the purple light quickly became rich, and then a purple wild lion with a huge aura was formed in an instant.

The purple mad lion opened its terrifying mouth and let out a silent roar, and a leap broke away from the right hand of the young man of the Demon Clan, and slammed towards Ye Feng's fist with a fierce momentum.

Boom! The two extremely violent breaths collided together in an instant, the air suddenly stagnated, and the strong wind spread out in all directions, and the wind suddenly rose in the dueling arena.

Collided strongly, the figure of the young man of the Mei clan took two steps back to stand firmly, Ye Feng's shoulders shook slightly, and after shaking for a while, he took two steps back and stood firm.

Seeing this scene, a charming smile appeared on Ruo Xiqiao's face in the distance, and she whispered: "The changes in seven days are not small!"

All the students of the Tianfeng Academy below the dueling arena were in an uproar, and they all looked at Ye Feng in shock, they were able to fight a tie with the people of the four-star peak Mei clan who used martial arts without using martial arts, relying on the cultivation of the late four-star stage.

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and a faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's face: "Not bad!"

There was a thick look of horror on the originally calm face of the Mei Clan's young man, and he looked at Ye Feng and said in disbelief: "Why is your attack power so strong!" The Ying Mei Clan boy is very clear about his strength, although he is only a four-star peak cultivator, but with the special nature of his body and the Xuan-level martial arts he uses, the young man of the Mei Clan is very confident that he can reach the attack power of a beginner-level martial general.

But Ye Feng didn't use martial arts just now, and he completely relied on the fighting spirit cultivation of the late four-star stage to resist it, while the young man of the Mei clan himself used the Xuan-level martial arts, but he only fought a draw with Ye Feng, which shocked the young man of the Mei clan.

The girl of the Mei clan in the audience covered her lips with her slender hand, her beautiful eyes were full of shock, seeing Ye Feng's strong strength, the eyes of several other teenagers of different races were also full of panic.

"The first battle after the clearance!"

Ye Feng smiled, a fierce cold light burst out of his eyes, the soles of his feet slammed to the ground, his body suddenly ejected like a cannonball, and with a punch, a faint golden light lingered, and a huge golden fist was quickly formed in Ye Feng's hand, and a sharp and violent aura emanated from the golden fist.

"Broken Gold Fist!"

With a loud shout, Ye Feng's right fist slammed out, the void suddenly trembled, and the huge golden fist slammed into the cheek of the young man of the Mei Clan, and the terrifying attack power was already worthy of reaching the powerful strength of the mid-five-star period.

The attack power of the martial arts of the metallic attack is known as the most powerful among all attributes, although it is only a high-level martial art, but with Ye Feng's powerful body and the cultivation of high-level martial spirits, this blow is already comparable to the attack of a middle-level martial general.

Seeing that such a terrifying attack was about to befall him, a terrifying light flashed in the eyes of the young man of the Mei Clan, and his figure flashed quickly without hesitation and disappeared in place.

Ye Feng punched the air, and the terrifying golden fist bombarded the fine iron guardrail in the duel arena in the distance.

With a crisp sound, the iron guardrail broke through it, and it was struck in two by this punch, and the terrifying golden fist bombarded the crowd behind it with unfailing momentum.

"Ahh

The student in front of him screamed and quickly dodged.

Boom! The furious golden fist slammed into the ground with a terrifying explosion, and a terrifying crater with a radius of one foot and a depth of several feet appeared on the ground.

"Is this still a fucking Terran?!It's a monster!"

The young man who was watching couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, if such a terrifying attack fell on a person's body, even if he had a fighting spirit to protect his body, I am afraid that he would be seriously injured by such a terrifying punch!

The young man of the Mei clan flashed to the other side of the dueling arena, looking at this scene, he couldn't help wiping a handful of cold sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were staring at Ye Feng deadly.

A punch was in the air, Ye Feng was not surprised, smiled faintly, turned his body, and looked at the young man of the Mei clan head-on.

The young man of the Mei Clan stared at each other, and said slowly: "I didn't expect you to have such a terrifying attack power as a human being, it seems that I underestimated you too much before! Your combat power can at least rank in the top 1,000 in the outer courtyard!"

"The top 1,000 in the outer courtyard?" Ye Feng smiled faintly: "It's too low!"

The young man's pupils shrank: "Human, your ambition is not small!

Ye Feng Shi said with a smile: "What is your ranking?"

A look of pride flashed in the eyes of the young man of the Mei Clan: "Eight hundred!"

"Eight hundred, is it?" Ye Feng muttered softly: "Eight hundred is not bad!"

"Eight hundred, it's more than enough to deal with you!" a sneer appeared on the face of the young man.

"Really?" Ye Feng smiled faintly: "Today, you are eight hundred, I want it!"

"Eight hundred, I want it!" The words kept echoing in the ears of all the Tianfeng Academy students present, and the crowd immediately exploded.

"Eight hundred, this Mei Clan can be ranked in eight hundred, but it also has extremely strong strength, and there must be powerful hidden means, this human race dares to be so arrogant!" a young man said dumbfounded.

"Last time, Meng Qifei of the Bimeng clan was also a powerhouse who happened to be ranked within a thousand, but he was defeated by this human race, this human race is too strong! It's just that he has just entered the Tianfeng Academy and caused such a huge wave! I can't say this battle!" another teenager said solemnly.

"This human race is so handsome! and the strength is so strong!" Many girls' eyes lit up with little stars.

The young man of the Wei Mei clan was slightly stunned, then laughed, finished laughing, and said coldly: "It seems that you have never seen the real power of the Mei clan! I will open your eyes today!"

Ye Feng smiled and said disapprerovingly: "If you have any signature martial arts, let them go! No matter what, I'm going to decide on your eight hundred!"

The young man of the Mei Clan smiled coldly, his whole body was full of fighting energy, and his huge momentum was suddenly released, and at the same time, a dazzling purple light suddenly bloomed in his eyes.

"It's another trick!"

Ye Feng pursed his lips disdainfully, the soles of his feet kicked the ground suddenly, and his body shot up in place like a cannonball, rushing towards the young man.

"Enchanting Fantasy!"

With a loud shout, the purple pupils of the young man suddenly rotated rapidly counterclockwise, and the dazzling purple light instantly condensed into a purple line, which quickly submerged into Ye Feng's body with lightning speed.

Ye Feng's body froze suddenly, and then his body stood stiffly in place, his eyes glazed, obviously in an illusion.

The purple pupils of the young man of the Mei Clan spun rapidly, and the purple light continued to invade Ye Feng's mind.

It was dark in front of him, Ye Feng was slightly stunned, and stood in place.

"Brother Ye Feng, what are you doing? Come here! Let's catch fish together!"

Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant call came from afar, accompanied by a pleasant laughter like a silver bell floating in Ye Feng's ears.

Ye Feng was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look at the place where the voice came from, only to see Ye Wuyi, dressed in purple, standing beside the stream prettyly, with a sweet smile on her pretty face, constantly waving her slender hand and calling Ye Feng.

"Dancing clothes!"

What a familiar scene this is, this is a scene that Ye Feng misses so much, Ye Feng has a moment of distraction, and his eyes are full of obsession looking at Ye Wuyi who is dressed in purple.

"Come here, Brother Ye Feng!"

Ye Wuyi was still smiling happily, and the crisp laughter of the warbler floated in the air.

"Oh!" Ye Feng involuntarily walked over, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Ye Wuyi had a sweet smile on her face, rolled up her trouser legs, walked down the stream with her white jade feet, stretched out her slender hand to keep catching the fish in the stream, and the stream rippled with cheerful laughter.

Ye Feng was inexplicably infected, as if he had forgotten that it was an illusion at the moment, and rushed down the stream like a whirlwind, playing with Ye Wuyi, and there was a cheerful laughter on the stream.

After a long time, the two were tired of playing, so they sat down on the shore, and there was a faint sense of warmth between the two.

Ye Wuyi leaned tightly against Ye Feng's side, raised her pretty face to look at Ye Feng, and said softly: "Brother Ye Feng, do you know what I'm going to do next?"

Ye Feng shook his head gently, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes: "I don't know!"

"I want to ......" A hideous light suddenly flashed in Ye Wuyi's eyes, and a sharp short sword suddenly appeared on the slender right hand that was originally empty, and the short sword shone with an incomparably sharp light.