Chapter 270: The Royal Family's First Genius

With a little struggle, Ye Feng got rid of the attraction of the yin and yang power. Seeing the opponent's palm coming down, he smiled, clenched his fists, and hit upwards at the same time. Si Tu

Bull horns.

Raising his hands on both sides of his head, like two bull horns, this is the yellow-level bull demon fist that he learned during the Feiyun Sect assessment.

However, with Ye Feng's understanding of the fist at this moment, the power of the punch is not weak.

As soon as the fist moved, it was like a bull coming out of the cave, carrying a strong momentum and rolling away.

"Is this a bull?"

Seeing Ye Feng's very vivid movements, his fists like horns and his body like a bull, the onlookers were surprised

"What kind of martial arts is this?" It seems that everyone is asking back.

It seems that the grade is very low.

His cultivation is only the first level of innateness, and he challenged a sixth level of innateness on the challenge stage, and he actually used the simplest yellow-level fist. May I ask, is Ye Feng an elite of the martial arts school?

This is too embarrassing for the martial arts school.

Many people shook their heads under the ring, as if they couldn't bear to see Ye Feng being knocked down by a warrior of average strength from a subordinate county.

Only Prince Qi narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This Ye Feng is not simple!"

At this moment, the fists of both sides collided, and a loud noise came from the ring.

The cyclone released by Zhu Xue suddenly collapsed, and Ye Feng's horns collided with his hands fiercely, making a muffled sound, and then everyone saw Zhu Xue flying into the air.

Of course, it was not the void step of the third level of the innate, but he was directly shaken into the air.

Under the gaze of horrified eyes, Zhu Xue flew out backwards, fell off the challenge stage, and fell down the stage in a rather embarrassed manner, with unbelievable looks in his eyes.

How is it possible?

A first-level innate warrior, using the yellow-level boxing method, defeated himself who was a sixth-level innate, a top-grade Xuan-level boxing method?

And with just one punch, he was defeated.

Boom!

When the sound of landing sounded, there was a cry of surprise from the crowd.

No one expected that the first battle would be so clean and neat.

"Isn't this too fast?" Everyone stared at the front in a daze, not knowing what to say.

It was over just after the fight, and the sixth-level innate Zhu Xue was knocked away. They haven't had enough of it yet.

Some people even didn't understand what was going on.

Only Prince Qi and the referee warriors saw what was going on.

It was obvious that Ye Feng's strength and attainments were far superior to Zhu Xue. Both sides had a huge gap in their understanding of martial arts and their own strength, so Zhu Xue was defeated in one fell swoop, without even the slightest chance of resistance.

Ye Feng smiled slightly and stepped off the challenge stage.

Somewhere under the stage, in the dark, several people's faces were uncertain, staring at Ye Feng's figure, and no one knew what they were thinking...

At this moment, Tie Changkong's expression also changed, with less playfulness on his face and more solemnity.

Ye Feng destroyed the dantian of the Tie family's son, which was a slap in the face of the Tie family. Although the top leaders of the Tie family did not say anything because of Ye Feng's status as the eleventh elite, the family had already been in chaos.

This was a rare opportunity to destroy Ye Feng, and Tie Changkong would naturally not let it go.

And once Ye Feng was destroyed, he would definitely not be able to maintain his elite status. At that time, whether he was driven out of the Wu Mansion or sent back to his hometown, the Tie family would have countless ways to avenge Tie Hualong.

Originally, Tie Changkong thought that Ye Feng was a congenital first level, and no matter how powerful he was, he could not be that powerful.

But now it seems that Ye Feng was favored by the master of the mansion and was specially awarded the eleventh elite, which was indeed unique.

He challenged five or six levels and easily defeated his opponent with one punch. This kind of strength and talent can be said to be one of the few geniuses in the West Tang Wu Mansion in the past hundred years.

"Ye Feng, if you know how to leave a way out for others so that we can meet again in the future, how can my Tie family oppose someone with such a strong talent like you?" Tie Changkong's face was cold, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. "It's just that you have abolished Hualong. Our Tie family cannot allow a warrior who disrespects the Tie family to grow up."

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"Next, the two sides to fight are... Mo Qingfeng of the royal family and Qin Tao of the Wufu!"

Hearing the three words Mo Qingfeng, countless spectators around were boiling. Mo Qingfeng was really going to play.

Just when everyone had different thoughts, Mo Qingfeng flew onto the challenge stage like a black eagle.

The aura emanating from his body became more and more powerful, causing the referee to frown and take a small step back.

Prince Qi on the stands smiled and nodded gently.

Mo Qingfeng, the first genius of the royal family, looked at his momentum at this moment, and he really condensed the "Autumn Wind Sword Intent" into a sword intent seed.

On the Yuanwu Continent, the power of artistic conception is the most powerful energy among all known attacks.

Generally, a warrior must be in the innate realm to comprehend a trace of the embryonic form of artistic conception, and then slowly solidify it, and when it is promoted to the virtual realm and the martial vein is successfully injected with soul, it will be promoted step by step to form the seed of artistic conception.

However, some warriors who have special talents in a certain aspect, or focus on a certain martial art, can comprehend the embryonic form of artistic conception in the acquired stage, and after entering the innate stage, they can reach the level of artistic conception seed faster than ordinary warriors.

The most representative person Ye Feng has encountered is Lin Bixie, who was obsessed with swordsmanship and comprehended the sword intent at half a step of innateness.

Unfortunately, he was defeated by Ye Feng, and could not accept such stimulation and became a madman.

Of course, Lin Pixie can comprehend the sword meaning because their Lin family has a sword meaning jade pendant.

His understanding of the sword is far from comparable to Mo Qingfeng.

In terms of cultivation and artistic conception, Mo Qingfeng is much better than Lin Pixie at the beginning.

The power of the sword meaning seed is not comparable to the mere embryonic form of artistic conception.

Such a person, when fighting against a warrior at the same stage, can almost be said to be invincible.

At this moment, Mo Qingfeng came on stage, and after a loud bang, the surroundings became silent. The opponent Qin Tao, whose name was called by the referee, did not even have the courage to go on stage.

He bowed to the referee under the stage and said helplessly: "I give up this challenge."

Knowing that you can't beat him, there is no need to humiliate yourself. If the strength difference is not big, you can still fight and gain some experience. Now the strength gap is like a natural moat. You will be killed in seconds if you fight, and you can't learn anything. You may also be in danger of your life. Why bother?

The referee nodded and agreed to Qin Tao's request.

As an elder of the inner court, he naturally knew that Qin Tao could never be Mo Qingfeng's opponent. Even though Mo Qingfeng's cultivation was only the fifth level of the innate realm, it was not surprising that he could kill the top innate masters with the power of sword intent.

At this moment, he stood beside Mo Qingfeng, feeling like a thorn in his back, tightening and loosening, making him very uncomfortable.

"In this match, Qin Tao gives up, and Mo Qingfeng advances."

The referee shouted loudly, hoping that Mo Qingfeng would get off the stage quickly.