The silver-haired scholar was overjoyed. This disciple really knew him. He was calmly begged by Ye Xuan, and then the storage ring on his finger flashed slightly, and a golden light flashed in his hand, a round bead the size of a pigeon egg, and a sky-green jade slip, and said with a smile:

"This time, the disciples were accepted for a temporary purpose. I have no preparation for my master. You should first treat these two things as a meeting gift. When the Qianlong Conference is over, the master will officially hold an introductory ceremony for you. There will be another reward at that time."

Ye Xuan happily took two items and said, "It turns out that there are gifts to be a disciple, which is really good. Thank you, Master."

The silver-haired scholar nodded with satisfaction and said, "This jade slip records the cultivation experience left by the master in the Golden Elixir Stage. If you comprehend it carefully, you will definitely gain something. This bead is a golden spirit bead, which has the same effect as the top-grade spiritual gathering jade. It is better to use it with spiritual gathering jade, especially suitable for the gold-type monk, and also suitable for you, a fellow practitioner of the Five Elements."

Ye Xuan was overjoyed when she heard this and thanked him again. Even Ye Feng was happy for Ye Xuan. With this cultivation experience and the Golden Spirit Pearl, Ye Xuan will definitely avoid many detours in the Golden Pill Stage and practice faster.

The cultivators were very surprised to see this. Whether it was the silver-haired scholar's cultivation experience or the golden spirit beads that were comparable to the top-grade spiritual gathering jade, they could use it at the same time as the spiritual gathering jade, to some extent, they were priceless treasures, and they were even more of a good thing they had dreamed of but absolutely impossible to get.

Such two precious things, the silver-haired scholar said that they had not prepared anything and would have better rewards in the future, which shows that the mid-stage master of the Nascent Soul stage made extraordinary moves, and further demonstrated the silver-haired scholar's love for Ye Xuan.

The Ye family cultivators were as happy as Ye Feng. Ye Xuan continued to compete and won two games easily, successfully entering the next round.

It turned out that since Ye Xuan was the closed disciple of the Silver-haired Scholar and was deeply loved by the Silver-haired Scholar, all the cultivators in the East China Sea dared not hurt Ye Xuan. The real master was unwilling to lose the competition and wasted a chance, so they all chose to avoid Ye Xuan. Even the two early-stage Jindan monks who competed with Ye Xuan were thinking of pleasing the Silver-haired Scholar. Even though they knew that they were not Ye Xuan's opponents, they still chose to compete with him.

The silver-haired scholar was very satisfied with the choice of the monks, but Ye Xuan was quite depressed that she could not prove her strength. She realized that she would eventually encounter a master in the final competition, so she felt relieved.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Rushui and Ye Tianzheng also participated in the competition respectively. Although they were Ye family monks, they were not Ye Xuan. Therefore, they both encountered major forces in the East China Sea and masters among the Japanese. The competition was very difficult, thrilling and exciting. Fortunately, both of them had high cultivation, excellent equipment, and strong luck. Although they were both injured, they were not seriously injured. They both won three games and successfully entered the second round of competition.

It is worth mentioning that Yu Rushui, who did not perform well in the usual performance, showed his strong strength in the competition, but was no less than Ye Tianzheng, who was more well-equipped.

"Head Ye, the first round of competition is about to end. When are you waiting for not leaving the court?" At this time, a burly man on the ring shouted loudly.

The man was ten feet tall, wearing silver-haired leather armor, showing his strong light golden muscles, and his whole body exuded a strong aura. The shouting was very loud and even deafening, but he did not use spiritual power and relied entirely on the power of his body. He was obviously a master of body refining. Looking at the fluctuations in his body, he was a master of early stage of Jindan.

Ye Feng glanced at him and immediately saw the golden luck between the eyebrows of this Golden Pill master. Although it was far less than him, he was already quite powerful among the early stage monks of the Golden Pill.

What is particularly amazing is that Ye Feng also saw that this man was a casual cultivator. A casual cultivator without a foundation. His cultivation level was able to reach the early stage of the Golden Elixir and his luck was so strong. It was extremely rare.

"What a big man"

Seeing that this great man was born in a heroic and profound cultivation and his luck were not weak, Ye Feng was not angry because of his name and challenge, but also immediately became loving talents.

As countless monks watched, Ye Feng smiled and stood up calmly, taking a step forward casually. He immediately moved Xu Yukong and came to the arena as if he was walking on a flat ground.

Ye Feng's magical body movement immediately attracted a burst of cheers from the cultivators, and all the cultivators finally confirmed that Ye Feng, like the big men on the ring, were both early-stage masters of the Golden Pill. Otherwise, Ye Feng would not have passed the ban on the outside of the ring without any obstacles.

"I am Song Jingang, look at the fist." When the man saw Ye Feng coming on stage, he clasped his fists and immediately punched Ye Feng, very clean and neat, without any hesitation.

"etc"

Ye Feng moved slightly, and his mysterious footwork stepped out. His body immediately became vague and flashed to the side in an instant. Although Song Jingang's fist was powerful, it only shattered the afterimage left by Ye Feng.

Song Jingang actually stopped hearing this, looked at Ye Feng in confusion and said, "What are you doing? Can you admit defeat? OK, I agree to admit defeat."

Ye Feng laughed and said, "Of course not, on the contrary, I want you to admit defeat and invite you to join our Ye family and become the elder of our Ye family."

Song Jingang was furious and didn't say anything. He punched Ye Feng again. Unfortunately, Ye Feng's body technique was mysterious. Although his fist was fierce, he could not even rely on the corner of Ye Feng's clothes.

Song Jingang was so tired that he stopped angrily and said, "I won't beat you anymore, you're always running, it's meaningless."

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Did you want me to stop and let you fight?"

Song Jingang was embarrassed and speechless, but he heard Ye Feng continue, "Yes, I don't even dodge or use magic weapons, I just let you punch three times."

Song Jingang suspected: "What you said is true?"

"Of course, after you finish the fight, you will also take my three punches. If you don't dare, you can join our Ye family." Ye Feng nodded slightly.

"What's the matter? But if you are beaten to death by me, don't blame me for not reminding you in advance." Song Jingang was angry and happy, and immediately agreed.

Ye Feng smiled victoriously and said, "If I was beaten to death by you, I will blame me for not having enough cultivation. Not only will I not blame you, but our Ye family will not seek revenge on you, so you can rest assured."

Song Jingang was overjoyed and said with a loud voice: "Okay, then let's start. Now it's the first punch, I only use three-pointers to be excited..."

Song Jingang took a deep breath, let out a loud shout like thunder, swung his fist and hit it. The fist was even surrounded by blue lightning, making a sound of breaking the air. He said it was a three-separation, but the power of this punch was more fierce than any previous punch.

"It seems that I underestimated Song Jingang. He did not use all his strength before. Now this punch is only 30% of his strength. His real strength must be extremely strong."

Ye Feng was slightly shocked, but without any fear, and even more regret. A look of excitement flashed in his eyes, and the mysterious steps stopped immediately.

"What's going on?"

Ye Feng was calm and even extremely casual, but the monks outside the ring were confused. Due to the existence of the restriction on the ring, they could only see Song Jingang and Ye Feng chasing and dodging, while saying something, but they couldn't hear what they were saying.

Now that they saw Ye Feng suddenly stop and let Song Jingang attack, as if he was about to commit suicide, they were naturally very shocked and even more incomprehensible.

"Is the head of the Ye family crazy?" the cultivators thought.

"Could it be that the head of the Ye family is competing with Song Jingang for physical cultivation?"

The Ye family cultivators and many masters on the referee's seat all knew that Ye Feng had strong physical cultivation, so he was not very surprised. However, the way Ye Feng and Song Jingang competed was far beyond their expectations.

After all, even monks in the same physical refining realm cannot do anything. They do not defend themselves and only rely on their physical bodies to catch each other's fists and feet.

Bang

Shi Chi was about to come. Just when most monks didn't see Ye Feng and thought that Ye Feng was seeking death and would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, Song Jingang's huge fist hit Ye Feng's chest hard.

The fist hit the body, making a huge sound and dazzling light. The powerful wind instantly swept across the entire arena. Then the cultivators, who were full of expectations, found that Ye Feng was still safe and sound, with his clothes and long hair flying in the wind, but his body did not retreat in half a step. On the other hand, Song Jingang, who had no preparation for failure, was shocked half a step back.

"Okay, take my second punch of seven points of my skill,"

Song Jingang was surprised and even more excited. He shouted again. The golden light on his body flickered and he swam quickly. Finally, he hit his fist, forming a blue thunder dragon surrounding his fist, and rushed towards Ye Feng with his fist with huge pressure and clear air breaking through.

The cultivators were also shocked by Ye Feng's powerful body. Only then did they realize that Ye Feng was not only a Jindan monk, but also a master of body refining. However, before they could cheer, they saw Song Jingang send a stronger punch, and his confidence that Ye Feng had just stood up collapsed again in an instant.

The reason is very simple. The more masters are, the more you can see the power of Song Jingang's punch. If the previous punch is not as powerful as the magic weapon attack, this punch is completely comparable to the magic weapon.

It is a Jindan cultivator. As long as you have magic weapons, you can launch such an attack. It is nothing great. What is really amazing is that Ye Feng still has to use his physical body to resist this punch comparable to magic weapons attacks.

Bang

Just when the monk was not optimistic about Ye Feng again, Song Jingang hit Ye Feng again. Ye Feng did not use magic weapons to defend himself, and even his armor and robe did not activate. He took the punch completely with his powerful body. After a dazzling strong light, he was still safe and sound, even without moving.

Looking at Song Jingang again, he retreated more than before. After pushing away three steps, he stabilized his body in a mess, and even his arms trembled slightly.

"The head of the family is mighty"

The Ye family cultivators could no longer help but cheered, and they all couldn't help but cheer as soon as they saw it. At the same time, Song Jingang was furious and forced to suppress the fear and sense of crisis in his heart. He roared like a ferocious beast. The golden light on the surface of his body shone brightly, and his already extremely tall figure actually increased a little bit again.

The already strong muscles are even more majestic and full of shocking explosive power, as if they contain endless power.

What is particularly amazing is that behind Song Jingang, the phantom of a giant beast actually rose. The giant beast was covered with golden retrievers and shaped like a monkey. Although it was a phantom, it exuded a pressure comparable to a master of Nascent Soul, and had an invincible and high-ranking aura, which was somewhat similar to a dragon.

"Vajra Hercules Ape"

Ye Feng was slightly shocked and immediately remembered a legendary divine beast. His eyes finally became slightly solemn. He started to use the eighth level of Ziyang's true body technique, and his body surface immediately emitted a faint light.

At the same time, the masters on the referee's seat and the knowledgeable people among the audience cultivators also guessed what the phantom appeared behind Song Jingang, and they were all shocked.

There are generally three situations when there are phantoms of strange beasts behind the monk. First, there are different beast bloodlines in the monk's body. Second, this monk has practiced some magic tricks related to strange beasts, or possesses treasures related to strange beasts. Third, the first and second situations appear on a monk at the same time.

No matter which situation it is, it means that this monk is very powerful. Song Jingang on the ring is obviously one of these monks.

The Vajra Hercules Ape is the most powerful divine beast, which means that Song Jingang must have divine power, which is probably the main reason why Song Jingang is extremely tall and strong.

"Ye Feng is really dangerous this time. The phantom of the Vajra Hero Ape appears, indicating that Song Jingang has used all his strength. Ye Feng's body refining cultivation may be of high level, but he is definitely not as good as Song Jingang with this talented talent. Not to mention him, even a master of Nascent Soul, if you compare the body refining cultivation with Song Jingang, you will definitely lose." The monks thought so.

The Ye family cultivators were even more anxious. Many of them closed their eyes, and even the silver-haired scholars showed expectations. It was obvious that they could not confirm whether Ye Feng could create a miracle again.

Bang

Song Jingang and the shadow of the Vajra Hercules behind him attacked at the same time. Ye Feng immediately felt like he was facing a collapse of the mountains. His body was immediately hit by the punch, and his whole body immediately flew out like a kite with a broken string, hitting the restriction on the edge of the ring and then stopped.

Ye Feng's body slowly slid down along the transparent restriction, and all the cultivators became quiet. Even Song Jingang just watched quietly without taking any further action.

Obviously, all the monks wanted to know whether Ye Feng could create a miracle again. As a result, they were all disappointed. Ye Feng did not stand on the ground, but fell heavily to the ground with a loud bang.

"good"

The monks of the Hai family and many Japanese monks all cheered. The rest of the monks were talking, and only the monks of the Ye family were still looking at Ye Feng quietly. They were unwilling to believe that Ye Feng was defeated or even killed like this. The silver-haired scholar on the referee's seat also stared at Ye Feng.

The moment he saw the phantom of the Vajra Hercules appear, the silver-haired scholar no longer had any hope for Ye Feng, so he fell to the ground after being knocked away, without any surprise. However, as the master of the arena, he clearly felt that the breath of life on Ye Feng's body had not dissipated.

The cultivators noticed Ye Feng's abnormality at some point and all became quiet again. Ye Feng stood up with a smile in the incredible gaze of the cultivators, and even calmly patted the dust that did not exist on his body. After smiling and greeting the audience, he then looked at the stunned Song Jingang.

"The head of the family is mighty"

The Ye family cultivators couldn't help but cheer, and the cultivators seemed to be infected. The cheers were thundering and the atmosphere in the venue was unprecedentedly high.

"How is it possible? How can you be fine? Not even at all injured?" Song Jingang looked at Ye Feng in horror, and after a while, he finally expressed the doubts that all the monks had in their hearts.

"Don't be surprised. In fact, the reason why I was knocked away by you before and even got up after a while was entirely to remove the damage from your punch. If I tried my best, I could still remain motionless, but it might leave some internal injuries. But now, I naturally have no injuries at all." Ye Feng said with a smile.

"So that's it. It seems that your physical cultivation is not weaker than mine at all. But I still won't be afraid at all. If you can catch my three punches, I can do the same. Come on," Song Jingang said proudly.

However, Song Jingang didn't care at all on the surface, but there was a light of fear in his eyes. His eyes looked at Ye Feng as if he was looking at a monster.

Song Jingang knew best how powerful he was, and therefore knew best how evil Ye Feng was. Song Jingang's previous punch seemed to be powerful but did not hurt Ye Feng at all. Even his own tiger's mouth was broken, but he was controlled by his power, and most monks could not notice it.

"Okay, since you would rather be killed than join our Ye family, or break your promise and admit defeat on the spot, then I will fulfill your wishes today," Ye Feng chuckled coldly.

After that, he did not make any moves, without warning, raised his hand as fast as lightning, and a golden fist shadow hit the air. Although Song Jingang had not had time to react, he was hit hard in the chest, and groaned, and was immediately knocked out like a sandbag.

Bang

Song Jingang fell heavily to the ground, and even red blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth. And this was the result of his endurance, otherwise he would have vomited blood on the spot.

A small but very deep fist mark was left on his chest. Fortunately, he was wearing silver armor to protect his chest, and the fist mark also left on the armor, otherwise he could not imagine what consequences would be.

Click...

Song Jingang struggled to get up, but the silver armor on his body made a crisp sound, and suddenly it broke open with the fist print as the center.

"My Silver Shark Armor"

Song Jingang didn't care about the pain in his chest. He looked at the broken copper-iron armor fragments on the ground, his face full of regret.

"I only used three-pointers of this punch. How about it? Should I continue?" Ye Feng, who seemed to have never taken action, was calm and composed with his hands on his back, said with a smile...
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