Chapter 38: The Power of Qian Yuan Qi Jin

Ye Feng concentrated his mind and found that the red airflow surging on the opponent's body was a special evil spirit stimulated by the martial vein. It complemented the true qi of the same attribute, making the palm more fierce and almost bursting out with a flame-like breath. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

"Qian Yuan Qi Jin!"

He narrowed his eyes, shouted coldly, and pointed his finger forward.

Ye Feng had decided to fight quickly and make a quick decision to take Wang Sheng to establish his prestige. Otherwise, the children of the county family emerged in an endless stream. Once they fell into a stalemate, they would only waste their mental energy in vain.

Tsk...

A green Qi Jin silently cut through the void, and the fingertips condensed the true qi like a needle, hitting Wang Sheng's fist. This Qi Jin encountered the opponent's red true qi in the void, just like using chopsticks to poke a piece of tofu. The fist Qi Jin that Wang Sheng burst out was actually unable to intercept it at all and was directly penetrated.

Then Wang Sheng's body shook, his tiger's mouth cracked, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his figure retreated rapidly, his face full of fear.

After using a stream of Qian Yuan Qi to repel Wang Sheng, Ye Feng's figure did not stop, and with explosive force he kicked the ground, and his figure turned into a tiger and rushed forward.

"The tiger is going down the mountain."

"The old bear hugs his waist."

After a collision, a entanglement, and a hug, Wang Sheng used Hui Liu Bu to retreat continuously, dodging Ye Feng's four swift and thunderous punches in succession, but he was finally one step late under Ye Feng's punches that were bombarded like a storm.

The fifth punch.

Bang!

A heavy punch hit Wang Sheng's chest, and the red true qi that tried to protect his body completely dissipated. His figure was knocked out by Ye Feng like a cannonball, and he opened his mouth in the air and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Wow!

There was a commotion all around, and a scream was heard.

It was not until this moment that the eyes of the crowd fell on Ye Feng.

Their eyes were full of awe.

Wang Sheng, whose cultivation is ranked in the top ten in the whole county, was easily defeated by a younger and lower-level boy?

With such an achievement, in the whole Wang family, I am afraid that only the white-clothed young man Wang Chong can compare with him.

"This young man from the countryside, Ye Feng, may really have the strength to soar into the sky and enter the Feiyun Sect."

"Is he in the Qi Refining Realm? How could he defeat Wang Sheng, who has perfected Qi Transformation, so easily?"

"It shouldn't be. I can't feel the breath of the Qi Refining Realm on this person, but the first attack he made to disrupt Wang Sheng's rhythm should obviously use the attack method of releasing true Qi."

"He is not in the Qi Refining Realm, but he has an attack method that is no less than that of the Qi Refining Realm. It's hard to imagine, it's really hard to imagine..."

...

The crowd was talking, and hearing these voices, Ye Feng just smiled indifferently, looked at the envious Zhao Lun and the Wang family members around him, and walked out.

A bunch of Wang family members shouted and surrounded him.

Wang Chao shouted angrily, "You beat up our Wang family members and hurt Brother Wang Sheng, and you want to leave so easily?"

"What? You can't fight alone, so you want to fight in a group this time?" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, sneered, and stared at Wang Chao from a high position.

"You!"

"Let him go!"

The young man in white not far away, Wang Chong, the first of the young generation of the Wang family, looked cold, as if he was not angry at all for what Ye Feng did at the moment.

"Brother Chong, he hurt Brother Sheng, and the Jade Spirit Tan you wanted..." Wang Chao's face sank, and he said unwillingly.

He was obviously older than Wang Chong, but his cultivation strength was there, so he had to call Wang Chong brother.

"Shut up!"

The young man in white looked around coldly and interrupted Wang Chao, "I said, let him go. Do you dare to question my decision?"

There was unquestionable majesty in his voice.

Although he was young, he had already developed the dignity that a superior should have. It seemed that the Wang family was training him as the next generation of the head of the family.

Wang Chao did not dare to say anything more and retreated, but his cold eyes were still focused on Ye Feng, full of resentment.

Ye Feng did not care when he noticed Wang Chao's gaze.

This Wang Chao was not as strong as Wang Sheng, who had just been defeated by him, and his injuries had not healed. It was impossible for him to pass this assessment and he could not pose any threat to him.

On the contrary, the young man in white, Wang Chong, was calm and behaved like a general. He might be one of his rivals.

He nodded slightly.

After that, he kept walking and strode away under the astonished gaze of everyone.

"Young Master, we..."

Zhao Qi in the crowd carefully shrank back, fearing that the people of the Wang family would be defeated by Ye Feng and look for bad luck with them.

"Let's go, go with him... We must keep an eye on Ye Feng these two days and wait for my father to come and join us." Zhao Lun's voice was a little helpless.

Somehow, he suddenly became afraid of Ye Feng.

But he changed his mind and tried his best to drown out this fear.

"Hmph, what are you so proud of?"

"It's just luck that he found a red gold ginseng king. But, no matter how strong he is, what does it matter?"

Looking at Ye Feng's back, Zhao Lun's face flashed a grim smile...

...

Three days later, there were only four days left before the Feiyun Sect's assessment. During these days, young talents from a thousand miles around all crowded into Bali City, making the city unprecedentedly active.

Zhao Dapeng also rushed to the inn where Ye Feng and his friends lived on this day.

"Feng'er, you are going to a place with us now!" Zhao Dapeng walked into Ye Feng's room, picked up a cup of herbal tea on the table, and drank it all in one breath. When he saw Zhao Qi bringing Zhao Lun in, he immediately stood up, revealing a hint of excitement in his expression.

"Father, you are tired of running back and forth, do you want to rest for a night?"

"No, there were delays along the way, and I am afraid that I will miss the Feiyun Sect's assessment." Zhao Dapeng shook his head.

"Hmph..." The more Zhao Lun looked at Ye Feng, the more unhappy he became.

It was all Ye Feng's fault. He was dawdling in the Great Black Forest and wasted many days.

Ye Feng ignored this expression, his expression changed, and he poured another cup for Zhao Dapeng, asking curiously: "Uncle Zhao, where are we going?"

"You'll know when you get there..." After drinking it all, Zhao Dapeng put down the cup and walked out.

...

The sky was full of stars, and the stars were particularly clear when viewed from the top of the mountain. Even the silver galaxies that were invisible on weekdays were reflected in Ye Feng's eyes.

Following Zhao Dapeng and his son out of the city, the fast horses galloped all the way and rushed into a mountain in the west of the city.

The mountain road was difficult to walk on, which meant that there was no road for horses to travel. They had abandoned their horses and walked for more than an hour, and the thick wet fog had already soaked Ye Feng's clothes.

In addition to the water droplets that kept falling from the branches and leaves in the forest, every corner of his clothes began to drip water droplets.

They were all wet and cold, the mountain road was steep, and there were countless snakes and insects crawling in the forest. They had to stay alert at all times. Even though Ye Feng and the others were martial artists with the cultivation level of Qi Transformation, such a journey could not be described as easy.