C336 A Chaotic Battle
C336 A Chaotic Battle
Minister presiding introduced.
The Joust For A Spouse Festival was actually like a large-scale Martial arts festivities. Experts from all walks of life participated in the competition for first place. Hence, the competition was quite intense.
"Now, the first round of the competition can begin!"
As Minister presiding's voice sounded, the bodies of the people below the fighting stage flickered. They continued to soar into the sky and landed on the fighting stage.
There were roughly over three thousand people from the Greencloud Region who had come to participate in the Joust For A Spouse Festival.
Moreover, all of them were elites that had gone through layers of screening. They were extremely powerful existences that gathered talent, strength, and body.
Looking at Zhao Xinyi's beautiful figure on the main viewing platform, these Young Powerful who were participating in the Joust For A Spouse Festival were all full of fighting spirit. Even if they couldn't marry Princess Xinyi in the end, they had to try their best to show off their skills in front of the various A powerhouse.
On the fighting stage, experts was vigilantly observing the surrounding experts. He was deeply afraid that someone would suddenly attack him.
"What are you looking at? I want to beat all of you who are as timid as rats to the ground and find your teeth!"
A burly young man with a hot temper was the first to attack a person beside him. It seemed like he didn't want to wait any longer.
His fist was like a hammer, possessing astonishing power, directly landing on the body of the expert beside him. The expert didn't even have time to dodge before he was sent flying off the fighting stage by burly youth's iron fist.
burly youth's action was like a fuse, instantly igniting the fighting spirit of many experts, and then he unleashed a terrifying kungfu at the expert beside him.
"Out of the 3,000 people, only 300 people have advanced in the end, and the rate of advancement is less than 10%. Therefore, I only need to try my best to avoid a direct confrontation with others, and I can guarantee my advancement."
Some of the experts who had yet to be affected by the flames of war thought in their hearts.
There were many people who wanted to advance through this method. However, because the scene was too chaotic, it was very difficult for people not to be affected by the battle.
Only people like Sikong Xuan... Wei Zhentian, Huang Yanming, and Liang Bupo were top geniuses that no one else dared to provoke.
Sikong Xuan's sharp eyes swept across the crowd like a sharp blade. He was like an absolute King, looking down at all the people in the world.
As a genius of the Qing-Yun Sect, Sikong Xuan had an indescribable sense of superiority. It had been a long time... It had been a long time since he had visited a subsidiary country like the Qing-Yun Sect.
The cultivators of these subsidiary countries didn't interest him at all. He simply sat cross-legged and started cultivating.
Even so, no one dared to approach Sikong Xuan. No one dared to approach within a five meter radius of Sikong Xuan. It was as if it was a restricted area. Many people silently abided by it.
"Sikong Xuan is worthy of being Vice Sect Leader of the Qing-Yun Sect's direct disciple. No one will dare to provoke him in this round of chaotic battle. He will advance to the next round very easily."
On the grandstand, many people's eyes sparkled when they saw this scene. Their eyes were filled with respect.
"Brother Wei, do you want us to get rid of that trash?"
In a certain direction, Huang Yanming and Wei Zhentian were standing together. Both of them were participating in the Joust For A Spouse Festival. Logically speaking, it should be a competition.
However, as both of them had a common enemy, they seemed to have a harmonious relationship with each other.
Wei Zhentian's cold gaze also swept across Ye Feng's body, and it revealed a terrifying killing intent. He said, "It's a little too easy for him to deal with him just like that. Why don't the two of you let this man advance first? In the last two rounds of the competition, we will make this man suffer a fate worse than death!"
"That's good too!"
Huang Yanming nodded and agreed with Wei Zhentian's opinion.
The two of them just stood there and looked at the heated crowd around them. The arrogance on their faces was obvious.
As The four prodigies of the Qing-Yun Realm, Wei Zhentian, Huang Yanming, and Liang Bupo didn't dare to provoke them either. They just stood in a random spot, while the rest of them walked around the three of them, fearing that they would attack them.
Ye Feng stood at a certain spot. The white robe moved without any wind, giving off a heroic aura. His expression was indifferent, and he didn't take the initiative to attack them.
"Third level True Martial. I really don't know how you managed to obtain the so-called first place in the Emperor Board Dao Discussion!"
Right at this moment, a cold voice sounded out from behind Ye Feng, and it was filled with disdain.
Ye Feng frowned slightly. He had already expected this. Someone would take the initiative to provoke him. He turned around and saw a skinny young man walking towards him in a mocking manner. His sharp eyes were emitting a fierce light. It was as if he was observing his prey.
"What do you want?"
A cold smile emerged on Ye Feng's face as he asked the young man.
"Naturally, I want to knock you off the fighting stage, the so-called Emperor Board Dao Discussion!"
The young man's eyes were filled with ridicule and pride. He was a genius disciple of a sect called "Yang Wu Zong" in the State of Wei. His cultivation base had already reached the peak of the sixth level of the True Martial, and he was one of the more powerful people in the sect.
This young man's name was' Cheng Gang ', and he was here to participate in the Joust For A Spouse Festival to show off his abilities. He saw that Ye Feng's cultivation base was at the third level of True Martial, and he was also the number one disciple of the Zhao State's Emperor Board Dao Discussion. If he could defeat Ye Feng, he would be able to show off his abilities.
"The overall strength of the Zhao State has declined. I never thought that the number one disciple in the Emperor Board Dao Discussion would only be a Third Level True Martial. Looks like he will be severely destroyed by Cheng Gang."
The conflict between Ye Feng and Cheng Gang quickly attracted the attention of many people. Many of them recognized Cheng Gang and thought that Ye Feng had been eliminated by him. After all, the gap between their cultivation levels was too great. Ye Feng was no match for Cheng Gang.
Those who had witnessed Ye Feng's strength before did not think so. They knew how powerful Ye Feng was. It was a good thing that he had broken through several levels of cultivation. At the same time, they were shocked by Ye Feng's progress.
One should know that it had only been three months since the Emperor Board Dao Discussion started, but Ye Feng had already grown to the Third Level True Martial. In just three months, Ye Feng's cultivation had actually increased by eight realms. This was really scary.
Even those wealthy and powerful families and Great The powerhouses of the sect couldn't have such a terrifying cultivation speed.
"If you want to knock me off the fighting stage, you have to have the ability to do so!"
Ye Feng said, as if he didn't put Cheng Gang in his eyes at all.
"If that's the case, then take my punch!"
Cheng Gang sneered. He wanted to beat up the number one disciple in the Emperor Board Dao Discussion of Zhao State! Before he finished his words, Cheng Gang raised his hand and threw a punch at Ye Feng. The power of a Sixth Level True Martial Peak Stage had completely erupted, as if it could destroy everything!
"Courting death!"
Ye Feng sneered. Without moving his body, he unleashed a terrifying Fist Light as well. The two Fist Light collided with each other in an instant.
In the next moment, a terrifying rumbling sound was heard, followed by Cheng Gang's miserable scream.
The crowd was shocked to find that the moment Ye Feng and Cheng Gang's Fist Light collided, Cheng Gang's body was sent flying away like a cannonball. In an instant, he was sent flying to the bottom of the fighting stage. The bones in his arms had been broken countless times, and he had fainted on the spot.
"How is this possible?"
Seeing that Cheng Gang couldn't even withstand Ye Feng's attack and was sent flying off the fighting stage, the faces of those who thought that Ye Feng had been destroyed by Cheng Gang were filled with disbelief.
"A Third Level True Martial versus Sixth Stage of the Genuine Force, but he couldn't even withstand a single strike from a Third Level True Martial. Just how strong is this Ye Feng?"
Many people were thinking about this. This was the first time they had witnessed Ye Feng's strength, so they didn't dare to underestimate him anymore.
On the other hand, the local experts of Zhao State seemed very relieved. They knew that Ye Feng had such strength. With his current cultivation base, it shouldn't be a problem for him to fight a True Martial level 7 expert.
"Kangping's disease's ability to fight those who are stronger than him is pretty good, but his cultivation base is still too weak. Otherwise, he might really have a chance to become Prince Consort."
On the main viewing platform, King of the State of Zhao said to himself. His voice was filled with regret. He thought highly of Ye Feng. If it wasn't for the fact that the Wei Country had proposed marriage, the Sovereign King wouldn't have opposed Zhao Xinyi's relationship with Ye Feng. It was just that the matter had developed to the stage of Joust For A Spouse Festival, and Ye Feng's cultivation was indeed pitifully weak among all the people who participated in the Joust For A Spouse Festival.
It wouldn't be a problem for him to fight ordinary Sixth and Seventh True Martial warriors, but compared to Sikong Xuan, Wei Zhentian, and the other three, it would seem very shabby. Therefore, the Sovereign King knew that even if Zhao Xinyi and Ye Feng were to fall in love with each other, they were destined not to be together.
"Don't worry Father. There are many geniuses who have come to participate in this Joust For A Spouse Festival. Sikong Xuan, Wei Zhentian, Huang Yanming, and the others are all extraordinary figures. No matter which one of them wins the first place, it won't be a disgrace to little sister."
First Prince said when he saw the worried Sovereign King.
After listening to Zhao Yang's words, a trace of displeasure appeared on Zhao Xinyi's pretty face. She said, "You don't have to worry about Xinyi's marriage anymore. I believe that Ye Feng won't let me down. He will seize the first place in the Joust For A Spouse Festival and become Prince Consort."
A look of confidence emerged in Zhao Xinyi's beautiful eyes. Although no one thought highly of Ye Feng or even disdained him, she would always support him until the end of time.
"Hehe!"
Zhao Yang smiled. That smile seemed to be somewhat contemptuous. Little sister, Royal Brother, you are thinking too much. It was not that Royal Brother wanted to give you a blow, but that Ye Feng was only at the third level of the True Martial. Even if he has some strength, how could he be a match for the four men I mentioned? Furthermore, this Ye Feng has an arrogant personality. There were many enemies here, and many of them wanted to kill him. Therefore, in my opinion... It's already very fortunate that Ye Feng was able to pass this round of competition. You'd better hope that you can marry one of the four people I mentioned! "
Zhao Yang's words were blunt, and there was a hint of ridicule in his voice.
"You..."
Zhao Xinyi was so angry that her pretty face turned red. She looked at Zhao Yang with some unwillingness in her eyes. For a moment, she did not know how to refute.
"Royal Brother's words are different. The Joust For A Spouse Festival has just begun. Isn't it a little hasty for Royal Brother to come to a conclusion just like that?"
Second Prince, Zhao Ye, said. Although he knew that Ye Feng basically had no hope of winning the first place, he didn't want First Prince to continue being so arrogant.
"Then let's wait and see!"
Zhao Yang coldly harrumphed at Zhao Ye and ignored him. He knew that Wei Zhentian, Huang Yanming, and the others had been wanting to kill Ye Feng. Today, he wanted to see how Ye Feng would be killed.
On the fighting stage, Ye Feng was still standing proudly. He didn't even move his body. This scene shocked many people.