Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Right now, he was using the fire element to cultivate the "Li Palace Fire Fist". Although the moves were different, the essence was more or less the same, which allowed Ye Feng to quickly familiarize himself with this fist technique and learn this move.    

The second was the Lightning Element.    

"Thunder Fist of Zhen Palace" stressed speed, and was a bit more overbearing and fierce than Ye Feng's own lightning attribute. Its power also could not be underestimated. With the help of the Second Martial Vein's power, Ye Feng was able to master it relatively smoothly.    

As for the other six types of fist techniques, they were far more difficult to cultivate.    

Especially the "Qian Palace Heavenly Fist", which was the most difficult, because this fist technique was of the light attribute, which was extremely rare. It had cost Ye Feng a large amount of time. Within these ten days, which were equivalent to three years, Ye Feng had already mastered all seven other fist arts to the Initial Stage. Only the "Qian Palace Heavenly Fist" was still in the Beginner's Realm.    

Even though it was possible to use this move, it couldn't unleash much of its power.    

With regards to this, Ye Feng was a little disappointed. If the "Qian Palace Heavenly Fist" was too nimble and nimble, it could easily turn into a "Sunset Palace's Wind Fist". However, if he used too much strength, his fist technique would directly fly towards the "Thunder Fist" of the "Shocking Palace.    

The eighth move, "Qian Palace Heavenly Fist", was already so difficult, causing Ye Feng to be filled with anticipation towards the ninth move, which he had yet to deduce. The boxing technique, which was worth forty million Spiritual Stone, would be even more difficult to cultivate, but of course, its power would also definitely surpass the other eight punches by a lot.    

There were many things that could not be rushed and could not be rushed.    

Being able to reach this step, Ye Feng had gained a lot more insight into the way of martial arts cultivation, and his mental state, was also unceasingly increasing …    

Judging from the time, the one year bet that Ye Feng had made with Zhao Jiang was already imminent. There was less than a month left.    

Forming a new alliance to challenge Zhao Jiang's Sun-Moon Alliance at this time was simply an idiotic dream. Even if Zhao Jiang could only use half of his Sun-Moon Alliance, Ye Feng would not have the ability to fight against him.    

In this way, only by openly defeating him on the Challenge Battlestage would it be possible to fulfill this "one year bet".    

However … Zhao Jiang was not simple.    

This time was agreed upon last year, and he was already in the middle stage of the Seventh Level of Void Stage, so his level of cultivation was even higher than the most profound of the "Four Little Geniuses" by less than half a fold. At that time, Ye Feng basically did not have the qualifications to receive even a single strike from him. Even though his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds, it was still an unknown whether he would be able to defeat Zhao Jiang.    

Ye Feng understood that if he was not sufficiently prepared, even if he managed to win, it would definitely be a miserable victory, and there was even the possibility of both sides being injured.    

That was something he didn't want to see.    

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy is the best way to win a hundred battles.    

With a thought, all of the more than a million Spiritual Stone on Ye Feng's body were thrown into the Battle Space. In an instant, all of the surging Spiritual Stone turned into a boundless energy, and condensed into Zhao Jiang's image within the space.    

Ye Feng stepped inside and immediately entered a battle state.    

The expressionless Zhao Jiang sped up his pace, his palm bringing about a terrifying pressure as he punched at the chest of the Ye Feng who had just entered the space.    

It was unknown what kind of profound fist art he practiced, but the boxing intent actually had an aura that could destroy the heavens and the earth, as if it could tear apart all dried weeds.    

Narrowing his eyes, Ye Feng retreated half a step back. He leaned his body forward and did not intend to avoid Zhao Jiang's sharp gaze. Although the opponent's fists were powerful and unyielding, Ye Feng had spent millions of Spiritual Stone to fight against his illusions in order to get a better understanding of Zhao Jiang's true strength.    

Fire was Ye Feng's main attribute, and with the explosion of the Fire Master, the "Li Palace Fire Fist" was the most explosive fist of this "Ten-Direction Eight Trigrams Fist" in a short period of time.    

Boundless flames intertwined, in a blink of an eye, Ye Feng turned into a fire man, he waved his fist, and welcomed the incoming attack with a berserk stance.    

However … Zhao Jiang's power exceeded Ye Feng's expectations. Before the two parties's fists even collided, Ye Feng felt a vigorous pressure surging towards him.    

Fortunately, in his busy state, Ye Feng had used the Ninth Heaven of Roc Body Movement, and used the afterimages he left behind to delay Zhao Jiang's ferocious attacks, allowing him to escape from the opponent's attack.    

That was close.    

If they were to fight, and Zhao Jiang, who knew how deep and why he chose to fight, he would definitely suffer a destructive attack. But in front of Zhao Jiang, if he lost, it would be extremely difficult for him to reverse the situation.    

Even though he had used the Heaven Rank fist technique, he was still not Zhao Jiang's match.    

Ye Feng's eyes were shining brightly as he looked at the wild and tyrannical figure in front of him. Ye Feng saw that the afterimage he left behind, had been torn to pieces by Zhao Jiang.    

After being duped by the perception, Zhao Jiang raised his head and let out a silent roar. His gaze that was filled with killing intent immediately shifted to Ye Feng's body as his figure flew over.    

The figure was still mid-air and did not land on the ground, but his hand had already unleashed another powerful punch that descended from the sky.    

"Hmph …" Do you really think I can't do anything to you? "    

After he let out a cold snort, the aura on Ye Feng's body underwent a transformation. The flames that were surging and boiling earlier had disappeared, and what replaced it were streams of lights that flowed out from all four sides of his body, which were as black as mud.    

Since hard didn't work, then he would just have to use soft.    

This time, Ye Feng decided to use "Ying Gong Fist" to deal with Zhao Jiang's ferocious attack.    

This kind of attribute was a variant of the "Earth Attribute" among the five elements. Under the enhancement of the moves, it had a soft and smooth effect, causing the opponent's fist strength to be as if it was stuck in a quagmire and unable to break free.    

It was especially suitable to deal with Zhao Jiang's "strongest" fist techniques.    

BOOM!    

When Zhao Jiang's fist collided with the black coloured light released from Ye Feng's punch, it was immediately blocked. His punch seemed to have struck against a ball of cotton, although it made a deep dent in Ye Feng's fist, but he was unable to break through the defense of his spirit energy. Instead, it felt like he had fallen into a big bag of meat, as his fist was wrapped up inside.    

A surging suction force came from all four sides as streaks of black light twined around him, causing Zhao Jiang's fist to look like it had sunk into a swamp as it became countless times duller and heavier.    

If it was the real Zhao Jiang, he would definitely be shocked and his face would be terrified at this moment. However, Zhao Jiang's transformation through his Battle Space only resulted in instinctive slaughter and no emotions.    

Sensing that his fist was bound, he quickly retracted his hand, trying to free himself from the black elemental energy.    

Ye Feng did not let go of this opportunity. He used his other hand to unleash the "Thunder Fist of Zhen Palace", this thunder-attribute fist technique was as fast as lightning, and in an instant, several fist images appeared in the air.    

"Bang, bang, bang …"    

Every punch he took, Zhao Jiang's figure would have to retreat a step. Unfortunately, his defensive power was too outstanding, and even though the "Thunder Fist of Zhen Palace" had achieved a certain amount of effect, it was still unable to injure him, not to mention completely killing him …