On the referee's bench, there were about a hundred elders who were always paying attention.

Among them, the lowest cultivation is in the middle-level Spirit Emperor, and most of the cultivation is concentrated in the high-level Spirit Emperor.

Although the high-level Spirit Emperor and the Peak Spirit Emperor are only one realm apart, which seems insignificant, you must know that the difference between the high-level Spirit Emperor and the peak Spirit Emperor is even greater than the difference between the Spirit Emperor and the Spirit Saint, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the difference between cloud and mud.

Some people have chances, and when they are in their prime, they are far beyond ordinary people and are promoted to high-level Spirit Emperors, but they will not be able to pass the peak Spirit Emperor in their lifetime.

Among the hundred high-level Spirit Emperors, only one person can advance to the peak Spirit Emperor.

And among the hundred Beginner-Order Spirit Emperors, only one person was able to advance to the High-Order Spirit Emperor.

After being promoted to the Spirit Emperor, every time he was promoted to a small realm, the difficulty was the sum of the previous ones, and even far exceeded the difficulty of the previous promotions.

Therefore, even some first-class forces that are second only to the three superpowers have only three digits in the number of Spirit Emperors.

It is rumored that the three superpowers combined can destroy the entire world.

Nie Yan sat in the center of the elders, and it was obvious that he had the highest status among all the people present.

His eyes were always on the match in the middle.

It was the ring between Yun Feng and Yikui.

At first glance, I felt that Yun Feng's movements were remarkable.

With his understanding of Yun Feng, he was not worried that Yun Feng would lose at all.

Although that one has an absolute advantage in strength, in terms of speed, it is pitifully slow.

However, when Yikui used the chopping and splitting, the speed was a little faster than before.

But for Shangyun Feng's ghost shadow, it is still slow and pitiful.

The giant hammer that appeared afterwards was still expected, and at first he felt that the one had hole cards.

It's just that he didn't expect that the little hammer would become so big in the air, which was really a bit unexpected to him.

He expected that with this kind of sluggish attack, Yun Feng could at least escape even if he couldn't beat it hard.

However, who would have thought that the giant hammer would fall as if it was carrying the power of ten thousand jun, and Yun Feng didn't react at all.

Nie Yan was shocked, and his horrified expression slowly climbed to his wrinkled face like a vine.

"Cloud Maple ......"

He jerked to his feet, his eyes fixed on it.

The square was also silent, and most of the people's eyes were staring at it, and they were a little surprised.

The smile on Yikui's face was infinitely magnified, and his hand grasped the fist, and the giant hammer quickly flew back, and then became the original size again.

Even though the puddle of flesh looked a little bloody, he still had some anticipation.

He is an old student, and he has been enrolled for more than three years, but now he is still a spiritual saint cultivator, and this achievement can be regarded as excellent among freshmen.

But among the old students, it can only be regarded as below average.

After getting the personal training of several peak powerhouses, the cultivation has not yet broken through the Spirit Emperor, and it is still a shameful thing in the end.

The hammer fell into the hands of a kui.

When everyone looked over a little unbearably, they found that the expected meat mud did not appear, except for the ground that was slightly sunken because of the mountain-like power of the giant hammer, there was nothing, not to mention the meat mud, not even blood stains, it was very clean.

For a moment, everyone was puzzled.

However, there was a person with sharp eyes who immediately noticed something unusual.

On the ring, there was still the breath of Yun Feng.

On the high platform, Nie Yan looked at this scene, but he suddenly put his heart down, he patted his chest with palpitations, and muttered a few words of complaint.

When Yikui looked over, he was also stunned.

He is simple-minded and has well-developed limbs, and he is talking about him.

Until now, he hadn't even reacted to what was happening.

The hammer in his hand is gone.

After a while, he looked at the referee's table and said loudly: "Teacher, the person is gone, have I already won?"

Under Nie Yan's instructions, an elder stood up, flew over, and said lightly, "Yun Feng is still in the ring. ”

Then, with a flick of his palm, the damaged ring returned to its original state, and then the elder flew back to the referee's seat.

Now, it was Yikui's turn to be surprised.

What the elder said, he didn't doubt it, that is, Yun Feng was still in the ring.

He subconsciously looked around, and his heart was a little drumming.

He really couldn't see where Yun Feng was, let alone feeling Yun Feng's spiritual power or something, he cultivated the iron hammer full-time, where did he understand this?

"Big brother, your hammer is so powerful. ”

Yun Feng suddenly appeared behind Yikui, rubbed his head, and said helplessly.

Yikui heard the voice, and a hammer instantly appeared in his palm, and he subconsciously turned around and slammed it.

To be honest, this is indeed a knee-jerk action.

After all, they are so close, and if they go down with such a hammer, they will either die or be injured.

By the time Yikui realized it, it was too late.

Yun Feng's face was expressionless, and his palm stretched out.

bang

A huge voice sounded, and Yun Feng's figure was shocked back a few steps, but the palm of his hand was holding the giant hammer to death, but he didn't move at all.

Yikui was shocked.

The body is a little stiff.

Yun Feng frowned, and with a slam of his palm, the giant hammer flew out upside down, like a kite with a broken string, and finally smashed into the ground.

Yikui looked at Yun Feng, at a loss.

In the dark eyes, a little awe emerged.

Silence, deathly silence.

Yun Feng was not idle, the golden dragon beard sword appeared in his hand, he did not take out the sword, put it at his side, and looked at Yikui silently.

He remembered Master's teachings.

Although Yikui made a dead hand several times, he still didn't make a move.

Silent for a while, Yikui experienced several struggles, he bowed to Yun Feng, and then bowed to the referee's table: "I lost." ”

In the next moment, Nie Yan's figure appeared around Yun Feng, patted the latter's shoulder, and said loudly, "Yun Feng wins." ”

The cheers returned.

No one expected that Yun Feng would defeat an old student, and at this time, all the false rumors were self-defeating.

In this year's time, no one knows how much Yun Feng has improved, but fortunately, they will not face Yun Feng.

Yikui couldn't bear the gaze of everyone, in his eyes, these glances were insults to him, he lowered his head and looked at his steps, and walked off the stage quickly.

Even after stepping down, when someone wanted to greet him, he didn't say a word and quickly left the scene.

Yun Feng looked at the disappearing background, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes.

"Prepare, you'll have your match soon. ”

After Nie Yan briefly explained a few steps, he disappeared.

Yun Feng nodded, "Teacher......"

Before the words could be spoken, Nie Yan was gone.

I swallowed the rest of the words.

After a few moments, he turned and stepped down.

"Kaede. ”

After stepping down, Ye Chen stopped Yun Feng.

Yun Feng turned his head to take a look, only to find that Ye Chen and Bai Su were there, and on his side, there were Ye Ling, Mu Zili, Bai Luo, Yun Yan, and of course, Ye Xi.