C283 Blocked
C283 Blocked
"Crash!"
His body was knocked back a few steps, as if he had lost control of himself. His wrists and arms were numbed, as if he could no longer exert much strength.
The petals surged forward as if they were following him.
"So powerful." "Looks like I can no longer hold back."
Ye Feng gritted his teeth as he took advantage of the little amount of time brought about by retreating to raise his left arm, causing all of the elemental energy in his body to rush towards his left arm. The Strength of Artistic Conception that had been brewing for a long time, finally exploded within his body at this moment.
A beam of red light, carrying an overbearing martial art conception, dashed towards the seven to eight lotus petals.
"Pa …"
The two completely different powers intersected and let out a loud, ear-piercing sound.
Every time they collided, however, they would also consume less and less of the Concept's power. In the end, however, this strong power would finally disappear without a trace, and in the end, this remaining petal would quietly sink into Ye Feng's chest along with the strange sound of the wind.
Ye Feng trembled suddenly, as if he was struck by lightning, his body trembled intensely.
He forced himself to stabilize his body and retreated several steps.
Even though he appeared to be in a sorry state, he did not fall to the ground. Instead, he forced himself to remain standing.
"Huala …"
Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, both of his arms were in extreme pain. If Ouyang Huan were to punch again at this time, then it could be said that she would definitely die.
Looking at Ye Feng who was on the verge of collapse, Ouyang Huan said softly: "In my first move, I used twenty percent of my power. In my second move, I used thirty percent. "Just pretend like nothing happened before. I hope you forget everything."
Ye Feng laughed bitterly: "Last time, it was also because of someone else."
Ouyang Huan did not listen to his explanation, she only nodded slightly, then jumped down the stage with her white clothes floating, in a flash she disappeared.
Seeing her leave, Ye Feng finally managed to sit down, but he was not too discouraged. After all, the White-Clothed Woman was extremely strong, and he was the first person he had ever encountered. If what she said was true, and he had only used fifty percent of his power to deal with him, then this White-Clothed Woman, who he did not even know of, would definitely be terrifyingly strong.
It wasn't a disgrace to lose to such a person.
Furthermore, Ye Feng did not use all of his methods just now.
If the Blood God Armor's power was unleashed, even though it would still not be a match for the woman, it would not necessarily result in injury.
Of course, he was the one who acted rashly last time, intruding into the courtyard of someone else's residence, causing such an embarrassing incident. No matter what reason he had, it could be said to be a heavy responsibility.
This was also one of the reasons why Ye Feng wasn't willing to put on the Blood God Armor and use the Raging Flame Lion King.
He was injured and vomited blood. This was equivalent to him accepting the punishment from the White-Clothed Woman. If he really used all of his methods to forcefully block the other party's attack and didn't let him vent his anger, then he might just run into trouble the next time …
"..."
White-Clothed Woman Ouyang Huan left and returned to tranquility.
"This prince declares that the three people who have passed this selection are …"
As the dust settled, the Prince Qi on the stage slowly stood up and announced. Everyone was paying attention to the arrival of this moment.
On the four sides of the noisy Challenge Battlestage, it was completely silent.
"..." Mo Qingfeng, Ye Feng, Feng Ye. "
Although everyone knew that it should be the three of them without a doubt, personally speaking it out from Prince Qi's mouth still caused a wave of shock.
Especially Ye Feng, who was at the first level of the Innate Realm. He had defeated Tia Changkong and blocked three moves from the extremely strong Profound Ranking Expert, which had attracted everyone's attention.
It was possible that someone at the first level of the Innate realm could accomplish this. This Ye Feng, who was specially bestowed as the Eleventh Elite by the Palace Chief, definitely belonged to a peerless genius that could only be seen once every few hundred years or even every thousand years.
At this moment, Ye Feng's limelight had even surpassed Mo Qingfeng's.
"Elite Ye!"
"Ye Feng!"
"Invincible!"
Han Chong, Third Prince and the Martial Cultivator of Yuanwu all went up the stage at the same time to pick up Ye Feng.
As for Mo Yixiao and the other two, their faces were ashen, especially Tia Hualoong, who had a frightening unsightly expression.
Not to mention that they lost a genius disciple to Tia Changkong, their entire clan's prestige would fall to the bottom.
The dantian of the two outstanding third generation disciples were actually broken by Ye Feng and his cultivation was crippled. Such humiliation was practically a major event that had never happened before since the creation of the Strong Country West Tang.
Tia Hualoong had a few Tia Family servants lift up Tia Changkong, and glared hatefully at the excited crowd at Ye Feng's side. Both Mo Yixiao and Situ Ba were also dejected.
"Let's go!"
Mo Yixiao waved fiercely, bringing his group of people and leaving in a hurry.
"Let's go as well."
Ye Feng's footsteps were a little shaky.
White-Clothed Woman might have held back like she said, but at the very end, the burst of Origin Energy from the last petal had still injured his internal organs. At this moment, although it was true that it was suppressed by Ye Feng, it was still unavoidable for her body to be weak.
Ye Feng had to return as soon as possible to dissolve the strange spirit energy that was being left in his body.
Without wasting any time, everyone left together.
After returning to his own courtyard, Ye Feng gave some instructions to Han Chong, Third Prince and the others before he entered into a state of cultivation.
He was too weak and needed to recover.
After entering the [Innate] realm, one could absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to maintain the normal operation of the body. The Martial Cultivator could also consume Pill s and absorb their energy, but Ye Feng was different.
Just now, Ye Feng gave Han Chong a million Spiritual Stone, asking him to help him collect all kinds of spirit herbs.
As long as he had an endless supply of spiritual herbs, he would be able to recover as fast as he could.
"..."
At the same time, just as Ye Feng was about to start his closed door cultivation and heal his injuries, Mo Yixiao, Tia Hualoong and the others also returned to the Residence of Duke Han.
"Bam!"
Mo Yixiao's expression was gloomy, his eyes sinister, he kicked a servant who was flattering him, causing the anger in his heart to erupt like a mountain torrent.
"Damn it! This is too hateful! "
"How could this be?!"
His face was contorted, and veins were popping out on his forehead. The murderous aura that appeared around him seemed to be on the verge of making him crazy, scaring the servants of the mansion away from attending to him.
Tia Hualoong and Situ Ba, who were following behind Mo Yixiao, also had terrifyingly gloomy expressions.
He did not expect that even after doing all of his calculations, he still could not stop Ye Feng from advancing forward.
At that moment, Mo Yixiao and the rest felt that they had nothing to do.