Chapter 1633: Strong Words

"Brother Yao, this is a feud between Brother Ye and Brother Bu. It's not good for you to intervene out of thin air."

Yuan Ningzhen's face was tense and she said coldly. Situ Reading

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She had her own plan in mind. Since the competition stipulated that those below the King Realm could not participate in the competition, Ye Feng could just use this opportunity to avoid the battle, which was not shameful.

"There is no fairness or unfairness in this challenge."

"Brother Bu condescended to fight. Even if he won, he would be accused of bullying the weak. A mere errand disciple from the lower city, with no morals and no ability, is not worthy of tarnishing Brother Bu's reputation."

"So this battle... I will take it. Even if you lose to me, the boy surnamed Ye... can be proud of himself."

Yao Yifeng's eyes shot out a gloomy look, and his voice was even more cold and terrifying. He flicked his fingers and sent out a rune, heading straight for Yuan Ningzhen's face.

"This is my communication talisman. On the day of the competition, let the boy surnamed Ye come to me, and I will... condescend to take him into the venue."

The few words Yao Yifeng said made everyone in the Sweeping Door furious.

This guy was too arrogant, and the rune he shot at Yuan Ningzhen clearly carried a lot of Yuanli. With Yuan Ningzhen's cultivation, if he tried to take it by force, he might not be able to take it at all, and he would lose face.

This was a blatant bullying, giving them a warning.

Ding!

Just when the rune shot a few feet in front of Yuan Ningzhen, it suddenly made a light sound and flew back along the same path.

At the same time, an indifferent voice came from the building.

"What cats and dogs are barking non-stop, disturbing people so early in the morning? It's really... a bummer!"

At the entrance of the hall, Ye Feng walked out leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Yao Yifeng, with a slightly cold face, reached out to catch the rune. The moment he touched it, his body staggered. The power from the rune was so strong that his palm was slightly numb.

"Are you Ye Feng?"

He shook his internal energy and dispersed the dark power on the rune. After standing still, he looked at Ye Feng.

"Yes, it is Ye that you bastards are thinking about."

Raising his eyebrows, Ye Feng shouted indifferently: "I have heard what you said. If you want to help Bu Jingniu, I will do it for you. In the competition, I will use you to warm up first."

"As for my qualification to participate, don't worry about it. I, Ye Feng, have a word for it. Since I promised Bu Jingniu to participate, I will definitely stand on the challenge stage."

"Now, take these bastards...get out."

Without even looking at the other party, Ye Feng waved his hand like waving away a fly.

A sinister aura flashed across Yao Yifeng's face, but the several terrifying auras coming from the building forced him to resist the urge to attack. After taking a deep breath, he shouted coldly: "Okay, you will pay the price for your arrogance today in the competition!"

"When the time comes, those masters who support you will never think of interfering in other people's business again."

"The same words go to you. I will never show mercy to people like you who always think they are superior. Clean your neck and wait for me to kill you."

Yao Yifeng, who didn't get any advantage, snorted coldly and left.

Zhong Ziqi and others followed him in a hurry, not daring to stay for a moment.

Half an hour after the group left, the commotion at the Sweeping Gate slowly subsided. After such a commotion, no one had the heart to practice anymore. They just felt aggrieved and angry, and surrounded Ye Feng and started yelling.

"It's simply bullying. Let's go find the inner sect elders and ask them to give us justice!"

"Yes, we are all disciples of the Diyuan Sect. Why should we be bullied!"

"..."

After a period of hard training, the overall strength of the menial disciples has soared, and their personalities are no longer as cowardly as before. If they were submissive in the past, they would never say such words.

Ye Feng smiled and waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone, the duel between me and Bu Jingwei and Yao Yifeng is a personal grudge between disciples, and the sect will never interfere easily."

Everyone's face darkened when they heard this.

This is indeed the case.

But then, Ye Feng raised his arm and shouted, "Everyone needs to remember one thing. In the world of martial arts, the strong prey on the weak. This is a topic that can never be changed. If you want to avoid being bullied, you can only keep improving and improving your strength."

"Those who bully us want to step on us. The best way is to slap them down with a slap and then step on them."

"Junior Brother Ye, are you sure you can defeat Bu Jingniu?"

Only Yuan Ningzhen, who was standing aside, walked to Ye Feng's side and asked quietly.

Unlike other disciples, she and Wang Yuwei had seen Ye Feng's methods and knew that Yao Yifeng was not Ye Feng's opponent. Only Bu Jingniu made them feel apprehensive.

"Not sure, but not impossible."

After a slight pause, Ye Feng asked in doubt, "Senior Sister Ningzhen, do you have any tricks?"

With a little hesitation on his face, Yuan Ningzhen came forward, her mouth almost touching Ye Feng's earlobe, and said cunningly: "When fighting with Yao Yifeng, you can choose to conserve your strength, so that... Bu Jingwei can underestimate the enemy, and perhaps you can gain a slight advantage."

Ye Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, but nodded on the surface.

He knew that Yuan Ningzhen was doing it for his own good, but for a master, this advantage was too forced. To fight Bu Jingwei, only real strength was needed.

"Sister Ningzhen, I appreciate your concern, but if my Sweeping Sect wants to rise, it will inevitably face various threats. If we don't climb the peak and dare not cross it, we will never make great progress."

"So, even if we lose to Bu Jingwei, I will let all the disciples of the sect see with their own eyes that our Sweeping Sect is not something that anyone can bully!"

He slowly stood up, raised his arms and shouted, his expression as dignified as a mountain.

The sonorous voice made the disciples of the Sweeping Sect tremble, and a little shame appeared on their faces.

"Well said."

"Well done, Boss Ye."

"..."

Ye Feng's few words excited the people of the Sweeping Sect, and they were in high spirits. They couldn't help but shout.

"Damn, Junior Brother Ye is right. Historically, menial disciples have never been qualified to participate in the competition. Even if they lose, the Sweeping Sect is still upright."

Wang Yuwei jumped down the steps with a face full of ambition.

Looking at the high-spirited people, Ye Feng felt a little relieved in his heart, and quietly pulled Yuan Ningzhen over and said: "Senior Sister Ningzhen, during this period, everyone must not slack off in cultivation. I'm afraid there are many eyes on us in the sect. Next, I will enter the Sutra Dojo and try my best to improve my cultivation before the competition."

"Outside, it depends on you..."

Looking at Ye Feng with concern, Yuan Ningzhen finally nodded heavily.

After everyone calmed down, Ye Feng left the errand building, exchanged two sect talismans in the Inscription Hall, and then stepped into the inner gate.

He did not choose to enter the Sutra Hall directly, but walked towards the direction of the huge palace complex in the inner gate.

Although he had entered the inner gate several times, this was Ye Feng's first time here. The fragrance was fragrant everywhere along the way, and the fragrance of medicinal fields could be seen everywhere. The trees were lush and ancient trees that were as high as the clouds stood around, and powerful war pets appeared from time to time.

Compared with the outer courtyard, the Yuanli here is rich and pure, which is very suitable for cultivation.

There are stone platforms for cultivation scattered throughout the palace. Many inner disciples sit cross-legged with their hands folded, and their bodies emit powerful Yuanli fluctuations.

Ye Feng's dress attracted many strange looks. The rules of the Diyuan Sect are strict. Even outer disciples are rarely qualified to enter and exit the inner gate at will. Why did a errand appear today?