Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

At the same time that Third Prince was reminding Ye Feng, Tia Changkong's figure flashed, and he had already jumped off the fighting stage. Walking to a place not far from Ye Feng, his pair of eyes that was filled with killing intent stared straight at Ye Feng, and he said coldly: "Ye Feng, Elite Ye! I suggest that you don't go up. Once you get on the platform, we can't be even with each other, and life and death are decided by fate. Your identity as an elite will not be able to protect you. "    

    

"Why should I rely on my identity as an elite?" Ye Feng smiled faintly, and said: "If I meet you in the stage, I can also defeat you in a frontal battle."    

    

"You are indeed very arrogant."    

    

Tia Changkong's expression changed as he laughed coldly, "But you better pray that you don't run into me. Otherwise, if I return the favor back to you, I will use a method that you used to deal with my younger cousin. The Martial House will not raise a trash without a cultivation. Your fate is destined to be very miserable. "    

    

Ye Feng acted as if he did not hear anything, he turned his head and looked into the distance, as though he did not want to continue the conversation with Tia Changkong.    

    

Tia Changkong was indeed very strong when he defeated his opponent in three slashes, but this kind of strength was not enough for Ye Feng to put it in his heart.    

    

He simply did not care about Tia Changkong.    

    

What made Ye Feng truly worthy of attention were the other people in the third group. At this moment, on the other side, Ye Feng had already felt the murderous intent from the distance.    

    

A wave of coldness that caused him to be unable to help himself from emitting out.    

    

The one who released this wave of energy was an extraordinarily handsome and valiant lonely youth with his hands behind his back. He was currently walking towards the arena.    

    

Wherever he went, the crowd would open up a path for him, leaving an empty space a few meters behind.    

    

The Dugu youth seemed like a sharp sword that had left its sheath. Anyone could feel that a cold sword intent was constantly emanating from his body.    

    

Unless the Armor of Elemental Qi was activated, there was a possibility of counteracting.    

    

But who would have nothing better to do than to activate their armor and consume their own elemental energy? It would be more practical to step back and stay away from him.    

    

When he was about a hundred feet away from the stage, the Dugu youth finally stopped and looked up at the stage.    

    

The surroundings were empty. The tight crowd and the empty circle formed a completely different scene, causing this person to look like a lone figure hanging in the air.    

    

"You will soon pay for your arrogance."    

    

Tia Changkong also noticed the appearance of the lone youth. Although he hated Ye Feng to the point of gnashing his teeth, after he finished speaking, his gaze was also attracted to the lonely youth.    

    

Similarly, Tia Changkong did not take Ye Feng too seriously.    

    

In his mind, taking revenge for his cousin Tia Hualoong was just a small and insignificant interlude. His true strength was also focused on the strongest few in group three.    

    

For example, that lonely youth who was like a sharp sword …    

    

"The number one genius of the royal family …"    

    

"Mo Qingfeng!"    

    

"From the looks of it, he has really condensed his sword intent to the level of a sword intent seed …"    

    

"Terrifying! Why did he come as well? Could it be that he also signed up for the selection? "    

    

"Indeed, among the candidates for group three, there is Mo Qingfeng's name. However, with his innate strength, he will definitely be able to get a placing on his own. Why does he still have to participate in the selection?"    

    

"…"    

    

The surrounding people were discussing in surprise.    

    

Indeed, as the number one genius of the royal family, Mo Qingfeng fully possessed the qualifications to represent the royal family and participate in the Martial Competition of Four Countries. There was no need to register to participate like this at all.    

    

Could it be that there was a deeper reason behind his arrival?    

    

Everyone had a kind of confused feeling, and if Mo Qingfeng were to participate in the selection, the competition for the third group would be even more intense than everyone's guesses.    

    

It could be predicted that Mo Qingfeng would definitely take one of the spots.    

    

The others could only fight in the bloodbath for the remaining seat.    

    

"..."    

    

"The fourth round, Ye Feng from the Martial House versus Zhu Xue from Zhen Wu Prefecture."    

    

Ye Feng finally heard his name.    

    

This was his first match. His opponent, Zhu Xue, came from a Subordinate Country with a cultivation base at the middle Innate Sixth Level. With this kind of cultivation, if he didn't have the ability to challenge someone above his level, then he could only be called a passerby.    

    

Or maybe he could try his luck.    

    

And now, after they had ascended the fighting stage, the moment Zhu Xue saw Ye Feng, his expression went blank for a moment, and then became extremely surprised and happy.    

    

He didn't expect that his opponent would be a … Xiantian first stage.    

    

Ye Feng stood in front of Zhu Xue and smiled faintly as he looked at him. The opponent's strength was average, but his eyes had a sense of pride.    

    

It was understandable.    

    

Any Martial Cultivator who could cultivate to the Innate sixth or seventh stage before the age of thirty could be considered a genius in their Subordinate Countries. For an ordinary county to produce such a character, it would probably cause a huge commotion.    

    

"I am Zhu Xue from the Zhu Clan of Zhen Wu Country." On the Challenge Battlestage, Zhu Xue stared fixedly at Ye Feng as he introduced himself.    

    

"Ye Feng." Ye Feng said indifferently.    

    

"I'll give you a chance to make the first move." Zhu Xue said with a strange expression, "Let me see. How can a Xiantian first stage expert like you be qualified to stand on this stage?"    

    

With that, Zhu Xue's eyes narrowed. The Essence in his body surged as if there were ten thousand horses galloping.    

    

After reaching the Xiantian realm, the area where the soul force left the body was much wider and more condensed. With the help of the heaven and earth origin energy, one could even kill an enemy several miles away.    

    

Feeling this fluctuation of vitality, Ye Feng however had an indifferent expression.    

    

He didn't seem to have any intention of fighting back.    

    

"Kid, since that's the case, you won't have the chance."    

    

His hands moved and boundless Essence gathered in front of him. Under the control of his hands, a vortex appeared.    

    

Following that, both of Zhu Xue's hands pushed outwards, and a powerful force was suddenly released from his hands.    

    

The space on the Challenge Battlestage seemed to tremble a little under the rotation of the heaven and earth origin energy, giving Ye Feng a feeling as if he was unable to move freely while being drawn in.    

    

"Your technique seems to be pretty good." Ye Feng commented indifferently, "It's just that you have not reached home when it comes to cultivation yet. If you have a few more years to hone your skills, you should be able to challenge someone stronger than you are."    

    

"Boasting shamelessly. "What status do you have to actually criticize my Zhu Clan's Great Yin Yang Hands?"    

    

Zhu Xue was stunned by Ye Feng's words, and then he angrily laughed.    

    

A mere Xiantian first stage was actually able to appraise the Zhu Family's unique skill, the "Great Yin Yang Hands"?    

    

After getting him to make a move, the other party instead commented on it. This fellow's brain was truly ridiculous.    

    

The instant the vortex of left and right sun appeared, Zhu Xue's figure pounced forward, raising both his hands. Carrying both of his palms surging with heaven and earth origin energy, they enveloped down towards Ye Feng.    

    

This martial art was quite exquisite.    

    

First, he would use the power of yin and yang to influence the opponent's movement and movement, and then gather the heaven and earth origin energy to strike out at him. Not only did he have control over it, he also had a killing move. It was extremely dangerous.    

    

But just how strong was Ye Feng's strength? How could the traction force Zhu Xue released be able to wrap around his figure?