Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Elders, how is my disciple?" Qian Jin couldn't help but laugh out loud with a smug look on his face.    

"Senior Sikong's strength surpasses all the disciples in this year's Gathering of the Gods. Such a talent and cultivation is indeed rare. He can be called a genius that only my Xuanyi Zong has seen in a hundred years." An elder next to him smiled.    

"To be able to take first place in this year's Profound Sky Conference and enter the Inner Sect is not a problem."    

Another elder flattered him, ignoring Ye Feng who was still standing on the stage.    

Xuanyi was a Inner Sect disciple with a high position and power, and was in a position that was not much lower than the other elders. Right now, he was flattering Sikong Chang Sheng and Qian Jin, so the effect was naturally better than after he won.    

"Su Jian Xian, I must say that that disciple of yours is indeed passable. However, compared to my disciple Sikong Sheng, he is still lacking a bit."    

With a smug smile on his face, Qian Jin turned to look at Bachelor Su.    

Although he was smiling, the mockery in his words was self-evident.    

"Victory or defeat has not been decided yet. It is still unknown who will win." Bachelor Su said lightly.    

"Humph!" "You still think Ye Feng can win now?" Qian Jing snorted coldly. "Why don't we take another gamble? "So what if we bet on Flying Cloud Steel?!"    

Ever since he lost to Bachelor Su, Qian had not been able to sleep well and was always thinking about how to win it back.    

Bachelor Su also smiled and said: "Cloud Sky Steel is a rare material for refining. Is there anything else Elder Qian can take out to bet with me?"    

Qian Jingjing's face turned green. He slapped the table and said, "Is this enough?"    

Upon seeing the items on the table, many elders sucked in a breath of cold air.    

"This... This is a Star Lock?! "    

"Elder Qian, this is too much. The Star-Strangling Lock is your family's inherited treasure, you can't use it as a wager!"    

A few of the elders who were on good terms with him tried to persuade him.    

The Star Lock was an energy-filled defensive magic tool. Its defensive capabilities were extremely strong, and it could block a fatal blow from a powerhouse at the middle stage of the sage realm.    

In addition, the Star Lock also had a very special ability, which was able to block out scents.    

After bringing it with him, any expert below the God Stage would not be able to inspect the user's cultivation.    

This spiritual weapon, which was a set that gathered both defense and concealment, was passed down from Elder Qian's ancestors. It was extremely precious, and even Elder Qian himself rarely brought it out to use.    

"What is it? Bachelor Su is afraid of losing and doesn't dare to gamble anymore? " When Qian Jing saw that Bachelor Su didn't make a sound, he sneered and ridiculed him.    

"If you want to bet then bet, let's bet. If Ye Feng wins, then I'll take the Star Lock. If Wu Tie loses, then you can take Feiyun steel!" Bachelor Su nodded.    

Just when the two of them were making the bet, on the other side.    

"I don't want to take advantage of you. I'll give you one hour and wait for you on the side."    

After defeating Mo Chengkong, Sikong Sheng told Ye Feng lightly.    

"No!"    

Ye Feng shook his head, held the short iron rod horizontally in front of his chest and said with a smile:    

"Half of my Origin Energy is more than enough to defeat you."    

"Bring it on!"    

In reality, when Sikong Sheng attacked Mo Chengkong earlier, he was already recovering his elemental energy.    

Ye Feng was not in a hurry to make his move. Instead, he was waiting for Sikong Sheng to make his move. After all, he did not know the true strength of Sikong Sheng. If he acted rashly, he would become more passive.    

"He really is crazy!"    

After that, he waved his sleeve, and with a 'shua shua' sound, nine black metal nails appeared before him.    

"These nine Divine Needles of mine are called the Nine Star Soul Chasing Needles. They are specifically used to restrain body cultivators. Ye Feng, you'd better be careful!"    

Even someone as arrogant as him, even if the two of them were standing on the stage and were destined to be rivals, ever since he saw Ye Feng's slash just now, Sikong Sheng also felt a sense of pity for Ye Feng.    

This was an understanding between experts.    

Genuine Genius warriors are destined to be lonely. Without friends by their side, there are very few who can become their enemies.    

Ye Feng's strength had been confirmed by Sikong Sheng, so he was qualified to be Sikong Sheng's true opponent.    

Therefore, Sikong Sheng did not look at Ye Feng the way he did with those people from before.    

"Sou sou …"    

The Nine Star Soul Chasing Nail floating in front of him turned into nine beams of black lightning and shot towards Ye Feng.    

Before the attack even arrived, Ye Feng already felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation.    

This was the suffocation that came from the depths of his soul.    

The Nine Star Soul Chasing Needle was a spirit treasure that specialized in restraining body cultivators. It had a great effect on Martial Cultivator's consciousness and soul.    

Although Ye Feng's body was strong, it couldn't evaporate all of the energy into his body with the Nine Star Soul Chasing Needle.    

He immediately activated the Ninth Heaven of Roc movement technique, his body quickly moved, continuously changing directions, attempting to dodge the Nine Star Soul Chasing Needle's chase.    

But very quickly, he discovered that doing so was useless, the Nine Star Soul Chasing Nail seemed to have already locked onto his Soul Aura.    

"You can't run away!"    

With a wave of his hand, the Nine Star Soul Chasing Nail was summoned. It no longer chased after Ye Feng and instead, it stood in nine different directions in front of Ye Feng, blocking all of his escape routes.    

"Come, let me see how strong your blade technique is!"    

Sikong Sheng looked at Ye Feng from afar. He was looking forward to Ye Feng's attack.    

In a true battle between experts, there was no need for too much fancy stuff. Just one and half moves was enough to determine victory or defeat.    

Ye Feng only had half of his Yuan Li left, he could at most execute another slash.    

And if he could not defeat Sikong Chang with this slash, then he would be the one to lose.    

Sikong Sheng clearly understood this, so he had been waiting.    

They were waiting to see how strong Ye Feng's sabre was.    

"Alright!"    

"Since you want to see my blade, then I'll grant you that wish."    

Ye Feng smiled.    

Facing an opponent like Sikong Sheng, the fighting spirit in his heart had also become stronger.    

In a battle with such an opponent, the only way one could show their greatest respect was to unleash their greatest battle prowess.    

Ye Feng slowly raised the short iron rod to his chest and a formless power slowly spread out, covering the entire arena in an instant.    

When the crowd below the stage saw Ye Feng raise his short iron rod again, many of them couldn't help but step back.    

The expressions of all the elders became heavy. Even Li Jiutian, who had always been carefree, stared fixedly at Ye Feng.    

Everyone's attention was on Ye Feng, waiting for his slash.    

"Sikong Sheng, no matter what the result is, you are an opponent worthy of my respect."    

"Unparalleled Blade Art, Second Blade, fight for four lands!"    

Ye Feng stood up straight. An unprecedented solemn atmosphere suddenly burst out from his body.    

Instantly, Origin Energy gushed out like a flood breaking through a dike, flowing for a thousand miles in a single go.    

As this killing intent erupted out, not only the entire Martial Competition field, but the entire main courtyard was enveloped within it.    

Under the chilling murderous aura, the spectators below the stage all felt as if a sharp knife was placed horizontally in front of them.    

The ice-cold feeling of fear rose from the bottom of their feet all the way to their foreheads.    

In an instant, many people began to tremble with fear.    

As for the few Elders on the stage, they could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.    

They all felt the terror of Ye Feng's blade.    

Before the knife was out, the man was afraid of the shilling.    

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