What is really effective, just like Ye Penglai, fusing the spell into his fists and feet, and the seemingly casual wave of his hand is often a deadly spell!

However, even everyone on the high platform couldn't understand it, it was Ye Chenfeng, who basically didn't perform any exercises and spells from beginning to end.

On the surface, Ye Penglai was always on the offensive, while Ye Chenfeng could only avoid his edge, and had to jump up and down, dodging in embarrassment. But the people on the high platform have long been like mirrors, one of these two people has six layers of condensation, and the other only has two layers of condensation, in terms of aura consumption alone, the tactics adopted by Ye Chenfeng are the most correct. Because if you face it head-on, no matter how powerful the spell is, just the aura that supports such a spell will be far inferior to Ye Chenfeng.

What's more, Ye Penglai's spell is not like a spell in the traditional sense, it seems to be frequent, colorful, and dizzying, but in fact, it has reduced the consumption of aura to a minimum. Not to mention a monk of the second layer of condensation, even if the ninth layer of condensation consumes with him, he may not be able to win.

And now, something strange has happened.

After a long battle, the first to show fatigue was Ye Penglai, who rushed all the way!

"Whew-"

Sensing his state, Ye Penglai jumped back, withdrew from the battle circle, and then hugged Ye Chenfeng's fist.

"What the young master taught me is! I, Ye Penglai...... Throw in the towel!"

There was a sudden sound of inhalation all around, and although everyone was shocked, they quickly figured out the key.

However, Ye Chenfeng showed a puzzled expression and asked.

"What did I just teach you a lesson?"

Ye Penglai was stunned at first, not knowing where Ye Chenfeng started with this.

But then, as if he had thought of something, he first showed a look of disbelief, and then turned into ecstasy, and hurriedly didn't step forward, but when he approached Ye Chenfeng, he realized something, so he took a few steps back.

"Young master, is this true?"

If the series of fierce confrontations just now was not Ye Chenfeng teaching him a lesson, wouldn't it mean that the real lesson had not yet begun?

In other words, Ye Chenfeng can still teach a lesson, oh no, so far, this can be regarded as a teaching!

Not only for the control of aura, but also how to make aura consumption lower, Ye Chenfeng actually has other unique insights?

"Could it be you, young master...... Is there a stronger skill?"

Stronger skills?

This Ye Chenfeng hadn't thought about it, but the current situation was indeed a great opportunity to change others' impression of himself. Ye Chenfeng didn't really believe in the villain's fate, but he couldn't speculate on this continent, and it was better to be fully prepared for some things. If he is not a villain, it is needless to say that the benefits of increasing his popularity and working hard to correct his name now do not need to be said. But even if he really bears the fate of a villain, the good reputation of a prodigal son will only be beneficial to his future actions.

It is not difficult to subdue a Ye Penglai, as a monk who used to be a half-step Yuan Infant, he can kill the terrifying strength of the Yuan Infant with all his strength, and it is simply not difficult to guide a Condensation Period monk. So this is not the goal, his purpose is to convince all the people in Linjiang City who have prejudices against him!

"Tricks...... Is there really a difference between strong and weak?"

The abrupt sentence made Ye Penglai, who was waiting for guidance, feel refreshed, and he was almost about to enter a state of epiphany, but how could Ye Chenfeng give him time for his own epiphany? If he had an epiphany because of his own words, although it would increase his popularity to a certain extent, how could this compare to what he said directly.

"Technique is called technique because it is the most labor-saving, most effective, and most effective way to achieve the goal. ”

"Since the essence of skill is method, can there be strong and weak methods?"

No, of course not, Ye Penglai knows this very well in his heart, just like his skills in the use of spells are not necessarily suitable for everyone, let alone the power released by normal spells, but it is suitable for Ye Penglai's way of fighting.

"You only see that my aura consumption is less than yours, but have you seen through the mystery?"

Ye Penglai's heart was slightly shocked, not because he didn't see the key, but because he saw the key but didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to point out this key at this time, as if he was going to teach it to him next!

"The young master's body technique is exquisite, his perception is sensitive, can he dare to know the direction of my attack the moment I urge the spell?" Ye Penglai said tentatively. "That's why most of my attacks missed...... If you want to crack the young master's combat method, you can only use a large-scale killing spell, but in this way, you will fall into the predicament when you and I first fought, after my spell is cracked by you, it will be used by you immediately, and it will become a threat to me, which is ......"

"All appearances are vain. ”

Ye Chenfeng's words woke up Ye Penglai.

"Is all you see? If you can't figure it out, why don't you feel it in the way you do best?"

What do you do best?

But Ye Penglai's best way is only ......

Ye Penglai raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of battle spirit again.

Suddenly, neither of them spoke, but they just stood on the ring, but everyone was silent, as if even these spectators felt something and did not dare to speak loudly.

"This ...... It's a play by the Ye family!"

"Right...... Yes, it must be acting!"

"That's right, otherwise how could a waste have that kind of aura?"

"Don't hesitate to let a descendant disciple be the trustee, the Ye family is really dark enough, this is also worthy of being called the three major families?

The handful of people were still trying to do something, but this time there was no one else to do it except them, and not only did they not attract any attention, but they exposed the scheming of these people, and all they met with contempt from everyone.

But the two people in the ring, where can they be affected by such a superficial few words? Ye Penglai was so focused that he closed his eyes, not as if he was fighting each other, but more like he was feeling.

Although Ye Chenfeng on the other side seemed calm, his eyebrows were a little more dignified at this time. He didn't know if others could sense it, but the moment Ye Penglai closed his eyes, he clearly felt that the spiritual pressure around him began to rise, and in a single breath, it reached the limit that ordinary people could bear, allowing Ye Chenfeng to hear the painful moans coming from his bones.

And not only bones, the huge spiritual pressure directly affected his blood circulation, causing his face to turn pale in an instant; the meridians of his whole body were also under unprecedented pressure, and the spiritual energy was running very slowly, to the point that it was imperceptible to the naked eye; even the ring under Ye Chenfeng's feet became very fragile and cracked under this spiritual pressure.

"That's right, this kind of spiritual pressure is already comparable to that of an ordinary foundation building monk. ”