C68 Chapter 68 Let's Do It Together
C68 Chapter 68 Let's Do It Together
"You killed him."
Chen Xiangtian said in a cold, low voice. Shen Loong was his personal disciple. Now that Ye Feng killed him, how could he not be furious?
"Ridiculous!"
Ye Feng shook his head as he pulled the Dragon Guts Silver Spear out of Shen Loong's body. He looked straight at Chen Xiangtian and said sarcastically, "This is a life-and-death struggle match. On the fighting stage, either he dies, or I die. His strength isn't bad, but he was killed because of his incompetence. Don't tell me you don't dare to admit it?"
Ye Feng sounded arrogant. He stood with his hands behind his back while blood kept dripping from the tip of the spear. This scene was like the most intense provocation in Chen Xiangtian's eyes.
"Good. Very good indeed!"
Chen Xiangtian's eyes flickered with a cold light. He turned his attention towards the numerous Tian Ji Hall disciples and announced, "Whoever kills this person will be rewarded!"
The crowd fell silent. Shen Loong died in Ye Feng's hands. Who could dare challenge Ye Feng? No one responded to Chen Xiangtian. The disciples wouldn't even meet his eyes. This made Chen Xiangtian furious.
"What's wrong? No one in the Tian Ji Hall dares to fight me?"
With the Dragon Guts Silver Spear in one hand, Ye Feng raised his hands as if an invitation to anyone. He purposely pointed the sharp tip of the spear at Chen Xiangtian. It was as if he was provoking Chen Xiangtian.
'Ye Feng is really arrogant,' everyone thought.
They were speechless when they saw how he acted. They had truly witnessed Ye Feng's arrogance that seemed to come from his soul or something he was born with.
"Trash! Since I'm here, I won't let you go around with that arrogance of yours!"
Just as Ye Feng was provoking the Tian Ji Hall, Feng Gan stepped forward and scolded him. Although, he was a disciple of the alien minister of Martial Mansion. He didn't belong to the Tian Ji Hall.
However, because he also hated Ye Feng, Feng Gan was willing to kill Ye Feng for the Tian Ji Hall.
Feng Gan approached the fighting stage. His aura was cold. As the fifth-ranked warrior of the Body Refining Board, no matter where Feng Gan went, he was always the center of attention.
Just like that, Feng Gan landed on the fighting stage to confront Ye Feng. It was a very eye-catching scene.
"Is Feng Gan going to attack Ye Feng? If that's the case, Ye Feng will die for sure," someone in the crowd said.
If Feng Gan attacked, no one would doubt the outcome of this battle. The dignity of a Body Refining Board expert wasn't something that anyone could profane. At least, Ye Feng hadn't reached such a height yet.
"Are you going to be the Tian Ji Hall's lackey?"
Ye Feng sneered as he looked at Feng Gan.
"Didn't you say that anyone below the Qi Condensation can challenge you? My cultivation base is at the Peak of Body Refinement, which is in line with the rules. Do you want to go back on your word?"
Feng Gan said with a cold smile, and his eyes were filled with pride. Sure enough, Ye Feng's expression turned serious when he saw that Feng Gan was going to attack.
"If you don't want to fight now, just break your arms and kneel down and apologize to me. Perhaps I can consider sparing your cheap life,"
Feng Gan continued to speak as if he had already won the fight.
"Feng Gan is indeed worthy of being a mighty warrior on the Body Refining Board. He has displayed the demeanor of a mighty warrior from the very beginning. He wanted Ye Feng to break both his arms and kneel to apologize to him. He could be really overbearing sometimes."
Discussions broke out in the crowd. Many people's eyes were filled with respect as they looked at Feng Gan.
The Body Refining Board was a list that every disciple in the Tianxuan Mansion yearned to obtain, and Feng Gan was ranked fifth on that list. He was an existence that all of them looked up to.
"You want me to break my arms, then kneel down and apologize to you?"
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Yes. Grab this chance I gave you to live. Otherwise, I will kill you in the cruelest way possible."
Feng Gan nodded. He looked incomparably confident.
"Aren't you being too conceited?"
Ye Feng commented seriously. His face was full of sarcasm. He said, "I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you because you cannot defeat me!"
"What?"
Everyone was stunned. They couldn't believe what Ye Feng just said.
Ye Feng clearly said, "you cannot defeat me." 'What did he mean by that?' everyone wondered.
Many people were confused. As if they really had no idea what he was talking about.
"What are you talking about?"
Confused, Feng Gan asked.
Ye Feng gave him a sarcastic smile. Then, he looked in a certain direction on the main viewing platform and said, "What are you hiding there for? Come out here!"
The crowd was even more confused. They looked in the direction Ye Feng was looking at.
"Who is this guy talking to?"
Many people were puzzled. At that moment, Son of God, who was standing in the direction where Ye Feng was looking, felt Ye Feng's gaze on him. He flew onto the fighting stage and looked at Ye Feng with a devilish gaze. "Trash, what do you want?"
It was only then when the crowd understood what Ye Feng was talking about.
"Of course. I will be fighting with you,"
Ye Feng replied with a cold smile and a proud look in his eyes.
"What's wrong? You can't defeat Feng Gan, so you want to challenge me instead? I can tell you that you will only die if you face me,"
Son of God's expression turned slightly ugly. He had a mighty pride, and being looked down upon wasn't what he wanted.
Furthermore, the one who looked down on him was the Ye Feng that he always wanted to kill.
"Did I say that I will fight you?"
Ye Feng asked with disdain.
"Are you kidding me?"
A demonic light flashed from Son of God's eyes.
"Are you even worthy?"
Ye Feng asked sarcastically, then he turned serious and said, "I don't want you guys to waste my time. In the next battle, you can attack me together!"
Ye Feng's words clapped like thunder that exploded in the crowd's ears. It made them feel like their minds had short-circuited, and they had lost the ability to think for a moment.
Just now, Ye Feng invited Feng Gan and Son of God to fight him at the same time.
It was because Ye Feng didn't want to waste his time on these two men. So he wanted to fight them alone in the upcoming battle. It was him versus the two Peak Bodies.
His words were no longer described as arrogant. He was just tired of living and wanted to die this way.
The crowd was dumbfounded. They thought Ye Feng couldn't fight Feng Gan, so he wanted to change his opponent and called Son of God. But they were mistaken. Ye Feng simply didn't acknowledge Feng Gan's strength.
Feng Gan couldn't help but laugh loudly and unrestrainedly as if he had just heard the funniest thing in the world.
"You said that you want to fight two of us by yourself? Did I hear it wrong?"
Feng Gan asked as he wiped away the tears from laughing too much in his eyes.
"Shut up. If you don't dare to fight, get the hell out of here!"
Ye Feng snapped in a domineering tone.
"I think he must have been scared into an idiot by the aura of the two of us. Since he wants to die faster, why don't we help him?"
Son of Holy Church joined in with a cold smile.
"Alright. Let's kill him now."
Feng Gan nodded, and a bloodthirsty look flashed across his handsome face.
Then, the aura on their bodies bloomed. Both of them were at the Peak of Body Refinement, and they were only a step away from the Qi Condensation Stage.
"Go to hell!"
Son of God condensed a terrifying elemental energy in his palm. With a gloomy atmosphere, a huge palm print smacked towards Ye Feng's body. An extremely cold wind howled in the air. His power had already reached the peak of the Body Refining Stage.
"The battle has begun. How dare this Ye Feng be so arrogant? This time, he will surely die a miserable death," someone in the crowd whispered.
The eyes of the crowd shone with a sharp light. No one would believe that Ye Feng would survive this battle, which was completely unequal in strength. Even if he died, it was Ye Feng who asked for it. He couldn't blame his death on anyone else.
At the same time, Feng Gan's attack arrived. He was good at using his blade. The long knife was pulled out of its sheath, and the blade slashed out. It was as if the world had been split open. In an instant, his attack had reached the top of Ye Feng's head.
Ye Feng's eyes turned cold. As if a huge Star Atlas had appeared on the fighting stage, Ye Feng stood in the middle of the Star Atlas, and stars shone around his body.
Numerous runes surged in the atlas and interweaved into many paths. Ye Feng took a step forward, and with the starlight as his driving force, his body instantly became agile and graceful.
He cleverly dodged the violent attacks of the two men.
'What kind of Martial Skill is this?'
Some of the experts' eyes lit up. They couldn't tell the level and origin of Ye Feng's steps.
"This is the ultimate technique of the Wang family, the Meteor Butterfly Steps. How did Ye Feng cultivate the Meteor Butterfly Steps? Could it be that Senior Master from the Wang family taught him this?"
An Outer Sect elder, who was experienced and knowledgeable, instantly recognized the origin of this movement technique, and his heart was filled with shock.
"I don't think senior from the Wang family taught him this. As far as I know, the Meteor Butterfly Steps is regarded as the ultimate treasure of the Wang family. Normally, a direct descendant from the Wang family wouldn't even have the qualifications to cultivate this skill. Additionally, senior from the Wang family wouldn't just teach their ultimate treasure to an outsider."
An expert analyzed. What he said seemed to be very reasonable, and many agreed with his statement.
"I'm not gonna lie. Ye Feng is indeed talented. This martial art isn't that easy to cultivate, but he has succeeded in cultivating it. This movement technique will be of great help to him during the battle. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such confidence."
The expert continued as he admitted how extraordinary Ye Feng's talent was. The others' eyes lit up.
"Where can you hide?"
Feng Gan's face darkened. He could feel that Ye Feng's movement technique, the Martial Skill, was extraordinary. With the long knife in his hand, several blade lights shot out to seal off Ye Feng's path of escape.
The Battle Spirit behind Son of Holy Church sparkled. A huge phantom of the Anaconda appeared, and a terrifying cold light was unleashed from its pitch-black snake eyes.
The Anaconda roared furiously. Its body lunged forward, and its pair of extremely sharp teeth could easily pierce through Ye Feng's body.