C13

Ye Feng didn't know that outside, Du Rufei was waiting for him to go out and die, but right now, he was completely focused on thinking about how to pass the Wuzheng Pavilion.

The Wuzheng Pavilion had a total of three floors, and every floor was more difficult to pass than the first. Since the establishment of the Wuzheng Pavilion for the past hundred years, the number of disciples that could pass through this trial were few in number.

Without wasting any more words, Ye Feng directly walked into the first floor.

Inside was a huge space with a stifling atmosphere. A tall Wood Man stood in the middle.

The moment Ye Feng got close to the Wood Man, suddenly, the dead grey eyes of the Wood Man lit up, as if he had felt the Xuan Qi Fluctuation on Ye Feng's body. In the next second, a terrifying aura of First Level of Martial Master exploded from his body.

This Wood Man had First Level of Martial Master which allowed him to hold on for one minute under his attacks, allowing him to clear the level.

The Wood Man frantically rushed forward, Ye Feng did not dare to fight it head-on, and stepped out of the Phantom Step to avoid the attack, persevering like this for one minute.

Unfortunately, Ye Feng's calculations were wrong!

Wood Man's speed increased, catching up to Ye Feng, he waved his fist and gave him a good beating.

"F * * k!" Ye Feng was shocked, and had no choice but to bite the bullet to resist.

Outside.

"The first floor is guarded by a Wood Man with First Level of Martial Master. To think that this trash, Ye Feng, would want to pass?! That is simply a dream!"

"That's right, he can't even beat a Wood Man with the fourth level of Martial Disciple, so why would he want to challenge someone with such a profound strength?"

"He probably won't be able to hold on for 20 seconds!"

"Twenty seconds? You're overestimating him, he's only got fifteen seconds at most! "

"…"

The surrounding disciples discussed animatedly.

However, fifteen seconds passed.

Ye Feng still hadn't come out.

Instantly, many disciples exploded into an uproar.

"It can't be. That trash lasted for 15 seconds?"

"This... Impossible, could it be that the Wood Man is bad? "

"…"

"Tsk, it's only been fifteen seconds. If he can last for thirty seconds, then he's definitely powerful."

"That's right, if trash Ye Feng can hold on for thirty seconds, I'll eat shit!"

"…"

Time passed. In the blink of an eye, another fifteen seconds, or in other words, thirty seconds, had passed.

Most of the disciples present were no longer calm.

Even the expressions of Lin Xueer and Du Rufei slightly changed.

"Holy shit, 30 seconds!"

"When did Ye Feng become so strong?"

"Hey, who said that he could eat shit in thirty seconds?"

"…"

The disciple who had just said he would eat sh * t had a red face and his head was lowered. He no longer dared to speak carelessly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the Wuzheng Pavilion, Ye Feng was forced to fight against Wood Man head on, causing him to be beaten black and blue, with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, all the bones in his body were about to break apart.

If not for the fact that the Chaotic Dragon Cauldron had become one with him and his physical body was stronger than most Martial Cultivator, he would have already fallen.

"There's about 30 more seconds before I can't fall. I have to hold on!"

Ye Feng's eyes were filled with an unyielding will.

Bang!

Ye Feng was sent flying by Wood Man's punch, blood spurting out from his mouth as he fell to the ground.

But, Ye Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up, his eyes revealing an unconvinced look.

Wood Man took a step forward and punched Ye Feng in his lower abdomen, sending him flying.

"Wow!" Ye Feng spat out a huge mouthful of blood, and his body struck the wall, but he slowly crawled back up. His legs were a bit weak, but he still stood up!

Boom boom boom!

Wood Man took a big step forward, the Rage Fist carried the terrifying wind wave of the Profound Qi and smashed towards Ye Feng's chest.

Just as Wood Man's fist was about to hit Ye Feng, Wood Man's movements suddenly stopped, and he closed his eyes that were filled with the Wood Man's brilliant light!

"I held on!" Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth, his legs went soft and he fell to the ground, gasping for breath!

"Pass!" Suddenly, a mechanical sound rang out and the Void Energy fluctuated before falling out of the whirlpool.

Ye Feng took a deep breath and swallowed the Pill. After gradually recovering his stamina, he walked step by step towards the second floor.

Outside, all the disciples had seen the first red light at the top of the Wuzheng Pavilion light up.

"Damn, Ye Feng has passed the first level!"

"How is this possible?"

"Impossible, impossible, the Wuzheng Pavilion must be broken!"

"…"

Du Rufei, Lin Xueer and the rest all had gloomy expressions on their faces.

Du Rufei thought: "Ye Feng, I never thought that you could recover your strength so quickly, detestable!"

Lin Xueer's eyes were filled with hatred and regret, "Dammit, if I knew earlier, I would have crippled him completely!"

At this time, the second light at the top of the Wuzheng Pavilion turned green!

Some disciples could not help but shout out, "Everyone look, Ye Feng is attempting the second floor!"

Sure enough, when everyone saw that Ye Feng was really going through the second floor, they were so shocked that their jaws almost fell off.

"This is too crazy!"

"The second level is even more dangerous than the first level. Does he want to die?"

"This guy …"

He himself could not even pass the first floor, but not only had Ye Feng passed the first floor, he had also continued to advance into the second floor.

"Ye Feng, could it be that you have recovered your original cultivation? "No, that's impossible!" Du Rufei clenched his fists tightly, a cold glint gushing out of his eyes: "I cannot keep him anymore, or else …"

Lin Xueer said viciously: "Ye Feng, I hope you die on the second floor!"

Ye Feng entered the second floor and saw a neither too long path in front of him, where ten Wood Man of First Level of Martial Master stood on both sides.

The rules are very simple. As long as you pass through the tunnel within five minutes, you'll be able to enter the third floor.

If he failed and died in there, he could only blame himself for overestimating his own abilities. He was courting death!

When Ye Feng approached and activated the mechanism, the twenty Wood Man s opened their eyes at the same time. When they moved their hands and feet, their punches and palms were extremely terrifying, no weaker than the Wood Man on the first floor.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng stepped out of the Phantom Step, transforming into a afterimage as he charged forward.

Ye Feng's figure turned into a blur, with quick movements, he dodged the attacks from the few Wood Man s, and quickly arrived at the center of the pathway.

At this moment, Wood Man seemed to have gone mad, his attacks became even more berserk and he even used a martial skill.

Ye Feng's expression changed, he immediately retreated, but he was still a bit too slow. His chest was struck by a palm, and blood spurted out from his mouth.

Boom.

Ye Feng smashed onto the starting point!

Outside.

None of the disciples who were paying attention to Ye Feng's progress left, and some other disciples even surrounded the place.

"Do you think Ye Feng can pass the second floor?"

"Do you have water in your head? Ye Feng was just lucky enough to pass the first level, do you really think he has the power to pass the second level? "

"That's right. I think he might have already died on the second floor!"

"It has already been two minutes. It doesn't matter if he's dead or not, he definitely won't be able to pass the second floor!"

"…"

Many disciples would rather die than believe that a trash who had not had a single breakthrough for three years, possessed the strength to rush past the Wuzheng Pavilion!

Ye Feng wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes blazing. Xuan Qi Fluctuation s beneath him stepped out, and rushed forward as usual.

Bang.

However, when he suddenly charged into the central area, he was once again sent flying by Wood Man's punch.

He stared fixedly at the movements of the Wood Man s, and as he watched, a thought flashed through his mind. A trace of light appeared in his eyes, as if he had discovered a clue about the Wood Man: "Wood Man's movements seems to be regular!"