Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Could it be that he wants to save that fellow? Right, they just sat at the same table, so they must be in the same group."    

"Since that's the case, let's take care of it together. A mere Innate Seventh Level Martial Cultivator dares to appear, and he can just press his finger to his death then …"    

"..."    

But... Before he finished his sentence, three loud bangs were heard.    

Afterwards, there were three screams, and the few Fang Family guards were sent flying back, while Pang Lin's punch that he gathered all his strength into struck empty air.    

Boom …    

The four of them fell back to the ground. The only difference was that after the Fang family's guards landed, they moaned and could not get back up, while Pang Lin just staggered a bit, and then stood still.    

"Leaves..." Brother Ye, you … "    

He looked at Ye Feng in disbelief. At this moment, Ye Feng's towering figure had become exceptionally tall and mighty in Pang Lin's eyes. No one would have thought that it would actually be this little Martial Cultivator who saved him.    

"Brother Pang." Could it be that you're blaming me for attacking without warning? "    

Bouncing on the speck of dust on his clothes, Ye Feng asked with a casual smile.    

"What …" How could that be … But Brother Ye... They... "Be careful." Pang Lin was incoherent and there were many things in his heart that he wanted to say, but before he could finish speaking a single sentence, he realized that he was completely unable to see through Ye Feng, who was younger than him by two years.    

"They're just a bunch of trash. I've taught a lot of people like them a lesson in the past." Ye Feng had a relaxed smile at the corner of his mouth, and his reply was very casual.    

Shouts, gasps, and a few unremarkable cries of praise came from all sides.    

"I didn't see it clearly just now. Those three Fang family guards …" They couldn't have flown back themselves, right? "    

"What do you think?" A voice exclaimed from the side, "Powerful!" Truly powerful. This young man was so secretive, how could he be this powerful? It clearly only has Innate Seventh Level, but it gives me the feeling of an innate pinnacle. Mmm, it even has the aura of Half-Step Void Stage … "    

"But when he took action, did he offend the Fang family? Even if he could defeat Faang Wei, don't forget, the Fang family, Faang Zhen, and... Faang Hao, ah … "    

"You're too rash. Offending Faang Wei is equivalent to offending the elder behind the Fang family. For an outsider's sake, you might lose out, but a hero isn't the one who did it …"    

"Pah, this is a true hero." What is a hero? "If it wasn't for me being weaker than him, I would have gone up long ago. How could I miss such a great opportunity?"    

"..."    

"Good …" Ha ha-ha ha, I didn't expect to meet a hidden dragon! Initial seventh level? "Hm, your strength is truly beyond my expectations …"    

Third Young Master Faang Wei, who had originally returned to his chair, stood up once again. He narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Feng, a bright light flickering in his eyes.    

No one would have thought that a character that they had neglected, a little Martial Cultivator who only had Innate Seventh Level and had only just stepped into the seventh stage, would bring them such shock.    

With a single move, he sent the three great Eighth Level Martial Cultivator flying, making it seem as though it were nothing at all, as he arrogantly looked down on the Fang family's people.    

This kind of casual, this kind of free and easy, many countries and families that had come to participate in the exam, how many of them could stand shoulder to shoulder with him?    

"It was just an appetizer just now to teach these lackeys a lesson. Now, it's your turn to be the master …" Ye Feng tapped Faang Wei lightly with his finger.    

"You want to fight against me? Do you know who I am? "But this young master is …"    

Faang Wei's expression turned cold, and his mouth revealed a cold smile.    

"Stop!"    

Ye Feng shouted softly as he shook his head and mocked, "There's no need to repeat yourself. I don't need to know who you are. Isn't it just some foppish young master from a big clan bringing a few henchmen and acting arrogantly and tyrannically here? I, Ye Feng, look down the most on a guy like you. Who do you think you are? "We might not even be as good as these four dogs."    

These words were said vividly, and before the voice could fade away, the surrounding people immediately burst into cheers, and there were even people clapping.    

"Haha, well said, well said! You've really hit the nail on the head of this old man!"    

"We sat here for a few days and didn't even give a single sip of water. The third young master of the Fang family has good wine and good dishes to serve him. Damn it, even the dogs below him can enjoy it with him." Could it be that the talents from all over the place, the experts of the Martial Cultivator that were recommended by all the countries, can't even compare to four dogs? "    

"No matter what, this prince is still the crown prince and is also ignored by that Deacon Niu. If it wasn't for the assessment, this prince would have long overturned this residence …"    

All of a sudden, the crowd was in an uproar as it was filled with shouts and curses.    

Amongst the Martial Cultivator who were waiting here for the examination, only one out of a hundred would receive the treatment of Faang Wei and the rest. The majority of the people here had suffered from the anger of that Deacon Niu who despised humans, and it was rare for anyone to make Faang Wei lose because they naturally wanted to watch a good show. Furthermore, they all wanted to see how the Deacon Niu would end this competition.    

Faang Wei's face finally revealed a look of shame and anger.    

"Anyone who dares to provoke our Fang Clan is courting death!"    

Faang Wei took a step forward, his intimidating gaze swept across the crowd, and instantly, all of the surrounding noise retreated. Faang Wei's body trembled, he raised his head and looked at Ye Feng, and shouted: "Stinking brat, you still have enough time to cripple your own cultivation, cripple it, I'll spare your life, if you let me do it, it'll be as simple as crippling your own cultivation!"    

"I will break your limbs inch by inch, turning you into a complete piece of trash."    

Faang Wei spoke with almost a single word.    

Ye Feng slowly nodded, as a cold smile appeared on his face. "If you do this, it can't be that your Myriad Peerless Sect won't interfere?"    

"Haha …" It looks like you really don't understand Myriad Peerless Sect well enough, since you haven't even officially become a Myriad Peerless Sect disciple. Trash like you, with your level of cultivation, if ten thousand die, Myriad Peerless Sect wouldn't even bother you. I don't mind telling you, the most typical method of training disciples in Myriad Peerless Sect is' Survival of the fittest '! "    

Faang Wei looked at Ye Feng like a fool, his face filled with disdain.    

"In that case, I am relieved!"    

"Relax about what?"    

Ye Feng's words stunned Faang Wei, but he quickly understood what it meant. Before he could finish speaking, Ye Feng's figure disappeared, and in a flash, he appeared right in front of him.    

He raised his arm and punched at Faang Wei's chest.    

"Little bastard, you dare to launch a sneak attack?"    

The speed that Ye Feng displayed made Faang Wei not dare to be careless. He let out a cold snort, and just like before, he swept up a wave of Essence and charged towards Ye Feng.