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"Young Master is mighty!" Young Master has done well! "

Watching as Ye Zhen easily achieved victory, Miao Miao, who was below the stage, happily waved his hands as he shouted.

The people from the five great cultivation sects were filled with shock. This young man was indeed not simple.

Ye Zhen stepped down from the stage and rested for a while. Miao Miao, who had been hopping around in a serious manner, helped to massage his back. This caused the surrounding people to be extremely envious.

"Hmm, that person's name is Ye Zhen, also surnamed Ye, and he looks a little familiar. Brother Wuji, could it be that he isn't a member of your Ye Family?"

At the place where the Ye Family members were standing, a man beside them asked Ye Wuji with a face full of curiosity.

Ye Wuji's face was gloomy, he was currently treating his son, and was already very angry, but now that he heard him say it, he immediately flew into a rage, and angrily said, "Of course not! Who knows where that little trash came from? Zhang Wen Pa, don't even think about randomly guessing! "

Zhang Wen Pa laughed condescendingly, he glanced at Ye Wei who was lying on the ground and ridiculed: "Since he is a little trash, then what about your son? "Your son was actually defeated by a little trash, tsk tsk tsk …"

Ye Wuji was instantly angered, he waved his hand and was about to attack.

Ye Chong shouted from the side, "Limitless!" Don't be rude! "

Ye Wuji bitterly retracted his hand and continued to grit his teeth as he stroked the broken bones in his son's body. His eyes were filled with hatred and malice.

Before long, the first round of the competition ended. Twenty-five contestants had won, and they could take the initiative to challenge a contestant.

Those who won could enter the next round. Those who lost could only feel unlucky and dejectedly leave.

Of course, those who were called out by the other side could refuse, and could choose their own opponents until both sides agreed.

If no agreement can be reached in the end, then the decision will be drawn by lot.

As soon as the second round started, Ye Feiyang immediately leaped up onto the stone stage, pointed at Ye Zhen who was standing below the tower and said loudly, "Ye Clan's Ye Feiyang wants to challenge that Ye Zhen who I don't even know where he came from! If you are afraid, just admit defeat. "

Ye Zhen stood up, patting his buttocks as he walked up to the stone platform. He stared at the other party for a while, before suddenly shouting out," "My family lives on the slope of the loess. Ohh ….

This shout immediately shocked everyone below the stage.

Ye Zhen immediately smiled and said, "I came from Loess. In the future, I will also go back to Loess. As for the Ye Family, I'm sorry, but I have never heard of them."

With that said, the killing intent in Ye Feiyang's eyes grew even stronger.

Not far away from the stage, Ye Chong sighed to himself.

"Arrogant brat!" Flight will definitely make him regret saying those words! "

Ye Wuji clenched his teeth and said.

Ye Chong gave him a look, and did not wish to speak further.

Every time this executive elder said something, it would become a rebuttal. This time, he really did not dare to give him the chance to speak.

"Let the duel begin!"

As the competition officially began, the coldness on Ye Feiyang's face grew even more ferocious, and his entire body exploded with an aura that caused one's heart to palpitate.

"Ye Zhen! No matter how much you jump, you are just a clown! Today, I, Ye Feiyang, will use three moves to kill you.

Ye Feiyang held a spirit sword in his hand as he stood tall and straight, his clothes fluttering in the wind. He was dashing and handsome, and his words were filled with pride and confidence.

"The first strike!"

Ye Feiyang shot up into the sky, the spirit sword in his hand suddenly transformed into a huge white light, hacking down towards Ye Zhen with a vast and mighty aura!

Ye Zhen stood on the spot, he did not have any intention of dodging.

"That brat couldn't have been scared silly, right? He actually stood there without moving!"

The crowd below the arena discussed animatedly.

Ye Wuji opened his eyes wide and smiled coldly, as if he could see the scene of Ye Zhen dying.

Ye Chong frowned, looking bewildered.

"Bam!"

The sharp white light ruthlessly chopped at Ye Zhen's head. He should have been hacked into two halves. However, as if it was chopping a black iron plate, it made a loud sound and was bounced back.

Ye Feiyang landed on the ground and retreated a few steps, the hand holding the spirit sword slightly trembling.

This scene caused the crowd to be dumbstruck.

"What the f * ck!" Was that kid's head made of iron? Even if it's made of iron, it should be split into two halves! "

Someone couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

Ye Zhen stood on the stone platform and rubbed his head. After which, he crooked his finger at Ye Feiyang and smiled, "The first move, there are still two more moves left. Continue."

Ye Feiyang immediately flew into a rage. All of the mana in his body surged out and completely poured into the spirit sword in his hand. The spirit sword hummed and suddenly turned into a sky-upholding giant sword.

Ye Zhen's pupils contracted as his entire body was covered in a golden glow and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, that huge sword storm had completely engulfed Ye Zhen and disappeared without a trace.

Just as Ye Feiyang heaved a sigh of relief, a golden light flashed in the storm, and the high grade spirit sword in his hand unexpectedly snapped into two halves with a 'kacha' sound!

The storm instantly vanished. Ye Zhen stood there unscathed as he crooked his finger at Qin Wentian, "The second move. There's still one more move. Continue."

Ye Feiyang's heart sank as the muscles at the corners of his eyes twitched. He stood still, not daring to recklessly attack again.

Below the stage, the expressions on the Ye Family members' faces were brilliant.

Especially those few elders who followed Ye Wuji and chased Ye Zhen out of the Ye Family, their faces were all red and their lips were trembling.

They had let down all the ancestors of the Ye Family!

Ye Chong clenched his fists, staring at the stunned Ye Wuji gloomily, his heart full of bitterness.

The true genius of the Ye Family was not Ye Feiyang, but the youth who was chased out of the family by the Ye Family!

On the stage, Ye Zhen saw that Ye Feiyang was not going to use the third move anymore, and said impatiently, "Alright, since you want to rest for a while, then this young master will begin. This young master is the same as you, using only three moves. "

"First move!"

Ye Zhen's fist lightly hit the air on the left.

"The second move!"

Another punch hit the air to the right.

Just as the crowd beneath the stage was feeling baffled, they heard him shout "Third move!" before he disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already behind Ye Feiyang. His third fist shone with a golden light as it landed on Ye Feiyang's chest.

Ye Feiyang stood on the spot, eyes bulging, motionless.

After a few seconds, with a 'puchi' sound, the pants on the back of his butt suddenly burst open and a yellow substance shot out like a sharp sword!

The dignified number one genius of the Ye Family, Ye Feiyang, had actually been punched to the point of spitting shit!

The entire audience went silent, their eyes wide and tongue-tied.