On this day, Diancangtai was crowded again, and even nine of the top ten masters of the academy came.

Except for Liuyun, the first master of the academy, who did not arrive, the other nine people all stood under the Diancang platform.

"Ye Fei, Zhao Lin should fight. "Zhao Lin is the son of the Zhao family's Deadly Quadruple Heaven, although he is the weakest among the Zhao family's disciples, but it is not comparable to a Deadly Quadruple Heaven.

"Please. Ye Fei is still standing on the stage empty-handed, and he has never used weapons in his challenge in the past few days.

"You still don't use weapons?" Zhao Lin asked in a calm tone.

Ye Fei once said that no one in the same level was qualified to let him use weapons, and when facing the Triple Heaven of Death, he still did not use weapons.

Could it be that in the face of his own fateful quadruple heaven, he is still so arrogant?

"As long as you can take ten punches from me, I will use my own weapon, otherwise I wouldn't need to be so troublesome. "Ye Fei originally used combat to refine his body, of course it was impossible to use weapons.

After Zhao Lin heard this, he was calm on the surface, but he was already angry to the extreme in his heart, and the two orders were actually despised.

"In this case, I will also fight you empty-handed, my weapon is an attack weapon, the power is too great, the competition is fierce, and I am afraid that you will be killed if I use it. Zhao Lin was caught by Ye Fei's words.

Ye Fei faced each other empty-handed, if he used the magic weapon to face each other, he would not be able to erase his face.

Ye Fei glanced at him in surprise, thinking that he had actually met an honest man, since this was the case, he would make a lighter move after a while.

With this idea, Ye Fei's moves were not as violent as when he faced the Deadly Triple Heaven before.

The two of you go back and forth, and they still look evenly matched after fighting for thirty punches.

Ye Fei had not used his spiritual power, but Zhao Jin had already done everything he could.

Others can't see it, but Zhao Jin, as the person concerned, clearly understands that Ye Fei has been fighting him only with the strength of his body.

"I lost. "After another ten punches to each other. Zhao Jin took a few steps back and stopped, his face calm, no joy or sorrow.

Before, he was angry that Ye Fei despised him, but now he doesn't feel that way at all.

Fighting forty punches in a row, his spiritual power had bottomed out, but Ye Fei did not use the slightest spiritual power, and only relied on his physical strength to shake him.

If Ye Fei used his spiritual power, how many punches could he take?

Maybe it's really like what Ye Fei said, he can't even take ten punches.

Of course, this is just a martial arts competition, not a life-and-death fight, Zhao Lin is a kind person in his bones, he did not use martial arts, nor did he use magic weapons.

He was also the first person to compete with Ye Fei and retreat.

Although Zhao Lin admitted defeat and Ye Fei won, the students watching the battle couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In their eyes, Ye Fei's victory was not surprising, but Zhao Jin's ability to retreat with his whole body surprised them a little.

"After all, it's a step behind Liuyun's seniors. "The high-level students who are watching the battle are already comparing Ye Fei and Liuyun.

"How can he compare with Senior Liuyun, Senior Liuyun is a super demon who can fight beyond the fifth order, and the entire immortal cultivation world can compare with Senior Liuyun. Some students scoffed.

"How do you know that Senior Brother Ye Fei doesn't have that strength? Someone retorted.

"Maybe he did it on purpose, maybe he's good at fists?"

"Classmate, are you here to be funny? What kind of martial arts are used by fists? I have watched every battle of Ye Fei, he has never used martial arts at all, and he relies on pure strength and speed to win. You don't think Ye Fei doesn't even know martial arts, do you?"

"That can't be compared to Senior Liuyun. The student who was scolded said unconvinced.

"No one said that he could be compared with Senior Liuyun, but in the entire Canglan Academy, Senior Ye Fei was closer to Senior Liuyun's demonic level. ”

I agree. ”

While the students were talking, the second challenged person took the stage.

By observing the battle between Ye Fei and Zhao Lin, he already had a plan in his heart.

He thought that the reason why Zhao Lin lost was because Tuo Da didn't use weapons, and he didn't even use martial arts from beginning to end, just stupidly fighting with Ye Fei.

In his opinion, Ye Fei should have cultivated the martial arts that strengthened his body, which made his fist unexpectedly strong.

This kind of martial art is not cultivated by ordinary people, because the body is too strong, and if the spiritual power realm cannot keep up, it will consume its own life force to maintain the vitality of the body.

The immortal cultivators who cultivated and strengthened the physical body martial arts were all those who were extremely gifted.

Their spiritual power realm is advancing too fast, resulting in the strength of their physical body not meeting the requirements, so they will cultivate the body refining method to strengthen the physical body.

Generally, the strength of such a person's pure physical body strength is several times stronger than that of an immortal cultivator of the same level.

He admitted that Ye Fei was a more demonic immortal cultivator, and he believed that his physical strength had reached the Deadly Four Heavens or even higher.

But to say that with the strength of his physical body, he could overcome the two-order battle and win, but he didn't dare to agree.

Of course, he wouldn't learn from Zhao Lin's stupid fist fight with Ye Fei, this is purely based on his own shortcomings, the strengths of fighters, and a complete way to defeat.

"Zhang Sheng should fight, let me tell you in advance, the martial art I practice is sword drawing, so no matter whether you use a weapon or not, no matter what weapon you use, my weapon is a sword? As soon as Zhang Sheng came up, he made his intentions clear, thinking to himself, if you continue to be empty-handed, don't think about me giving up my weapon.

"Sword drawing? I've met two during this time, and sword drawing is a relatively powerful martial art, I hope the senior can surprise me a little. Ye Fei's tone was indifferent, during this time, he challenged many students, and the martial arts that could enter his eyes were a little bit like this sword drawing technique.

It's just that this kind of martial arts requires too much speed, and the speed of the previous two was crushed by him, and he couldn't exert the power of drawing swords.

"You're going to be pleasantly surprised. The corners of Zhang Sheng's mouth rose, and his momentum continued to accumulate.

Ye Fei allowed him to accumulate momentum, without the slightest intention of attacking and interrupting in advance.

Zhang Sheng's eyes flashed, drawing swordsmanship is the heaviest in the early stage, and the real powerhouse can instantly condense the momentum to the peak state.

The two people Ye Fei had met before hadn't even achieved the ability to condense momentum at all.

Therefore, it can only be regarded as the shape of drawing swordsmanship, and lacks all kinds of charm.

Zhang Sheng naturally didn't have the ability to gather momentum in such an instant, he originally thought that Ye Fei would interrupt his momentum condensation, so he secretly borrowed a defensive magic weapon from the high-ranking disciples of the family at the beginning.

If Ye Fei attacks before his momentum condenses, he will activate this defensive magic weapon to temporarily block Ye Fei's attack.

Who knew that Ye Fei actually asked Da Jing to wait for him to gather momentum, since this is the case, then one move will determine the victory.

Zhang Sheng held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, his eyes were awe-inspiring, and his momentum gradually reached its peak.

Ye Fei felt that the qi machine was locked by Zhang Sheng, and he sensed that a danger was approaching.

In a flash, Zhang Sheng drew his sword, and his sword instantly appeared in front of Ye Fei's eyes, but the tip of the sword was Ye Fei's throat.

If this sword was stabbed, he would not be injured, but would have lost his life.