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At this point, the entire school yard fell into silence again.

Today shocked them more than in previous years, and the number of shocks today was so many that it had numbed them a little.

However, the shocks in the past were far less great than the shocks they had this time.

The elite martial artist at the peak of the fourth order is dead......

Although Ye Feng sneaked up on the trick, but if he died, he died, and the bloody ring was a battlefield, and if he gambled his life, he could naturally do whatever it takes.

Surviving is the real winner.

In the entire school field, except for Ye Feng, no one would have thought that Heavenly Sword would die, even if he knew a lot about Ye Feng, Zhao Zhanwu and the others were the same.

This is simply subverting their perceptions.

The True Martial Artist of the early Second Order had killed the elite martial artist at the peak of the Fourth Order, and this Second Order True Martial Artist was only seventeen years old......

Hiss......

They gasped just thinking about it.

If Ye Feng didn't fall, then his achievements really no one could imagine.

It is not impossible to become a generation of martial artists.

In the past, Ye Feng could only be said to be the top demon genius of the Daqing Dynasty, but after this battle, Ye Feng was faintly already the top genius of the entire Big 6.

Because even those top demon geniuses in the entire Big 6 would have a hard time doing this.

At this time, Ye Feng's clothes were in tatters, and he looked very wolf, but no one dared to underestimate him in the slightest.

Ye Feng walked to Heavenly Sword's side and picked up his storage ring and long sword, and then kicked Heavenly Sword out of the ring.

In the corner of the school field, a middle-aged martial artist looked at Ye Feng on the stage with a hideous face, especially when he saw Ye Feng kicking the Heavenly Sword corpse on the stage out of the ring, his face was even more ugly.

He clasped his hands. A wisp of blood trickled down from his palm, but his body didn't move.

"Above, the situation has changed, the information provided by the other party is too different, the opponent's danger level has been increased to level two, and the reward has to be increased tenfold!"

And in another corner. Two ordinary-looking middle-aged martial artists also watched this scene, and a moment later, one of the middle-aged martial artists spoke to the other martial artist.

Another middle-aged martial artist nodded and left.

At this time, there was still no noise in the school field, just quietly looking at Ye Feng on the stage, this young man like a god of war.

The spirit is still a spirit who can control two spirit weapons, what a huge amount of spiritual power is required!

From this point of view, Ye Feng is not only a martial artist. The talent of the spirit is even more outstanding.

"Ye wins with one foot and becomes a third-level elite martial artist!

After a while, the referee stood up and shouted loudly.

His voice echoed for a long time in the school field, where there was not a trace of noise.

It wasn't until his voice fell that the whole school yard became noisy.

No one thought that he would witness a seventeen-year-old boy become a third-level elite martial artist, and still in a situation where he was not in the best condition.

What if he's at his best?

Is it possible to challenge the fourth-level elite martial artist?

However, the idea has just emerged. They drove the idea out of their minds.

The elite martial artists of the fifth order of the true martial artist are far from being comparable to the fourth order. Each of these levels of improvement represents an earth-shaking change in strength.

Ye Feng's ability to defeat a fourth-order true martial artist had already surprised them, and he relied on a sneak attack.

If a fifth-order true martial artist was on guard, Ye Feng would not have the slightest possibility of winning at all.

However, even so, Ye Feng had already amazed them, even shocked.

To know. A third-level elite martial artist, the entire City of Trials has not appeared for twenty years.

Twenty years later, you can imagine how noble this third-level elite martial artist is.

"Ye Yijiao, do you want to continue?"

After the referee finished announcing, he looked at Ye Feng on the stage and asked.

Ye Feng's spirit talent is very powerful. Being able to control two spiritual weapons at this stage makes his attack even more weird, if it doesn't count the sneak attack, he should be an invincible storage zài below the fourth-order true martial artist.

If you want to say that a fourth-order true martial artist, if you are prepared, Ye Feng's may not be able to win, but below the fourth order, there is no doubt that he is invincible.

In this way, it shouldn't be a big problem for Ye Feng to challenge the elite martial artists to win ten consecutive victories.

Although his spiritual power had been depleted, there was not the slightest problem with his spiritual energy.

Even if Ye Feng is in his current state, they still believe that Ye Feng can challenge successfully.

After all, it is recognized that the spirit is more powerful than the martial artist, otherwise the spirit would not be so precious.

Whoever gets a spirit will be offered like a treasure.

After hearing this referee's words, Ye Feng shook his head.

Ay....

After seeing Ye Feng shake his head, countless people in the entire school field sighed.

However, they also understood Ye Feng's choice.

Now that he has won so many elixirs, and Ye Feng is already in this state, it is inevitable that there will be another fourth-order peak anti-naïve martial artist to challenge, so it is better to stop there.

What's more, controlling two spiritual weapons is very consuming of spiritual power, and generally no one in Ye Feng uses it at this stage because the spiritual power is not enough, or the spiritual power is enough, but it can't last.

You must know that the spiritual power consumed by controlling two spiritual weapons is not as simple as one plus one equals two, at least the spiritual power consumed is four or five times that of controlling one handle.

In this way, who can guarantee that Ye Feng's spiritual power still exists?

The spiritual power is gone, and if the spiritual power is gone, it is an act of looking for death in comparison.

Ye Feng's face was pale, and he staggered down from the ring, came to the referee to collect the things on the table, and came to the name stone.

Looking at the name of the last iron feather on the name stone of the third-level elite martial artist, Ye Feng secretly swore in his heart that he would definitely go to Grandmaster Mountain to find out.

Ye Feng didn't use a knife, so he used his fingers to carve on the name stone.

Soon his name of 'Ye Yijiao' was left on the name stone.

Some people like to leave their real names, and some people like to keep their own nicknames, it depends on personal preference.

"Brother Ye, this is the token of a third-level elite martial artist, and you can enjoy the treatment of a true disciple in my Scattered Cultivation Alliance!" Wait for Ye Feng to finish writing his name. One of the referees took out a token from the ring, and after carving it on the token with spiritual power, handed it to Ye Feng and said.

At this time, when they treated Ye Feng, they had already put Ye Feng on the same level as them.

Even if this is only for now, I am afraid that Ye Feng will be far ahead of them in the future. At that time, if they wanted to know Ye Feng, then they were completely unqualified.

The token of the third-level elite martial artist has been handed over several times in the city of trials, and this time it was finally given out, which made them very excited in their hearts, maybe there is only such a chance in their lives to witness the birth of a third-level elite martial artist.

"Thank you, judges!"

After Ye Feng took the token, he arched his hand at several people and said.

At this time, he had the opportunity to look at the token of the third-level elite martial artist. On the token, one side says Elite, and the other says Level 3.

And under the two words of elite, Ye Yi's three small characters did not have the slightest feeling of being engraved just now, but seemed to have these three small characters all along.

"Brother, go back and rest!

Seeing Ye Feng arch his hand, these referees also arched their hands and said.

When Ye Feng heard this, he gave it up again. Staggered towards the outside of the school grounds.

After Huo Mang saw this, he hurriedly stepped forward to support Ye Feng. said: "Brother Ye, slow down, you live there, I'll send you back!"

When he was in the Sky Blue Dynasty, although Huo Mang regretted it, he always regarded Ye Feng as a junior in his heart.

But at this time, Ye Feng's combat power had already passed him. You must know that he is only a fourth-order true martial artist cultivator, and he is only in the early stages.

And Ye Feng had already killed an elite martial artist at the peak of a fourth-order true martial artist.

The word elite is not called casually, the same fourth-order peak true martial artist, elite martial artist can deal with two or three ordinary martial artists. That's the gap.

Therefore, Ye Feng did not have the slightest suspense about killing him.

"Thank you for the fire!"

Anyway, this is the fiery uncle, so Ye Feng is also very polite.

"Hehe, it's a gesture, my brother is too polite....... how can I say that you are also from our Lanshui County..."

Ye Feng knew what he was thinking when he heard Huo Mang trapping himself on Lanshui County, but he didn't say anything about it.

After all, he is also from Lanshui County, so let him be!

Seeing that Ye Feng did not object, Huo Mang's heart suddenly became excited, as long as Ye Feng admitted it, this would be of endless benefit to him.

What tied Ye Feng to the fire family's chariot, after Ye Feng became the first Tianjiao of the Sky Blue Dynasty, he knew that there was no chance, and he didn't even dare to think about it.

"Huohou, just send me here, I'm sorry for you!"

After coming to the courtyard where he lived, Ye Feng arched his hand at Huo Mang and the people of the Sky Blue Dynasty who were following behind Huo Mang.

"Okay, tomorrow is the genius trial, you have a good rest!"

When they heard this, they all bowed their hands to Ye Feng and said.

"Thank you!" Ye Feng thanked him again before walking into the courtyard.

The moment Ye Feng closed the courtyard door, his originally pale face instantly returned to ruddy, and his shaking figure returned to normal.

At this time, Ye Feng still had a trace of weakness there, and even the competition just now had little impact on him.

Even if the spiritual power consumed in the body is the most, it is only one-tenth.

In the room, Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the bed, although he didn't use all his strength in today's battle, it was also a good training for him, after all, the combat power of the fourth-order peak true martial artist was still quite powerful.

After about an hour, Ye Feng opened his eyes, and now Ye Feng's spiritual power and spiritual power had completely recovered to their peak state.

Ye Feng took out five hundred years of dragon's blood grass from the ring, looked at it, and swallowed it in one gulp.

This city of trials was not suitable for boiling medicine, so he had to swallow this dragon's blood grass directly.

The medicinal power of the five-hundred-year-old dragon's blood grass is much stronger than that of the two-hundred-year-old one. (To be continued......)

ps: The chapter number of the previous chapter is wrong.,Forgive me.,I can't modify this myself.。