Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Barbarian Cow Corner.    

His hands were raised to the sides of his head like two ox horns. This was the Yellow Ranked Ox Devil Fist Technique he had comprehended during the Flying Cloud Sect Assessment back then.    

It was just that with Ye Feng's current comprehension of fist techniques, the power required to strike out was not weak.    

His fist moved like a bull leaving its lair, carrying a strong imposing manner as it furiously swept out.    

"Is this an ox?"    

Seeing Ye Feng's figure and actions, with his fists like horns and body like an ox, the spectators all revealed looks of surprise …    

"What kind of martial arts is this?" Everyone seemed to be asking a question in return.    

It seemed to be of a very low grade.    

His cultivation was only at the first level of the Innate realm, yet he had used the simplest Yellow Ranked Fist Technique to challenge someone who was stronger than him. Was Ye Feng really an elite in the Martial Palace?    

This was too embarrassing for the Martial House.    

Many people below the stage shook their heads, as if they could not bear to see Ye Feng being punched and sent flying by the of a Subordinate Country.    

Only Prince Qi squinted.    

"This Ye Feng is not simple!"    

At this moment, the fists of both parties collided, and a loud sound echoed out from the arena.    

The air whirl that Zhu Xue had released suddenly collapsed. Ye Feng's ox horn clashed fiercely with his two hands, and a muffled sound was heard. Then, everyone saw Zhu Xue's body flew up into the air.    

Of course, it was not because of the stepping in the air of the Innate Third Level, but rather, he was directly sent flying into the air.    

Under the shocked gazes of the crowd, Zhu Xue flew backward and landed on the battle stage in a sorry state. His eyes were filled with disbelief.    

How is this possible?    

A first stage Innate Martial Cultivator who used a Yellow Ranked Fist Technique to defeat his own Innate Sixth Level?    

And with just a single punch, he had lost.    

Dong!    

When the sound of falling to the ground rang out, the crowd immediately cried out in alarm.    

No one had thought that the first battle would be so neat and tidy.    

"Isn't this too fast?" Everyone stared blankly ahead, not knowing what to say.    

They had only just exchanged blows, and it had already ended. That Zhu Xue of Innate Sixth Level was sent flying, they had not even seen enough.    

Some people didn't even understand what was going on.    

Only the Prince Qi and the referee Martial Cultivator were able to see what was happening.    

It was clear that Ye Feng's attainments were far above Zhu Xue's. Whether it was the comprehension of martial arts or his own strength, both sides were worlds apart, so that was why Zhu Xue was defeated in one go. He didn't even have the slightest chance to resist.    

Ye Feng smiled and stepped off the stage.    

Somewhere on the stage, in the dark, a few people had unsettled expressions. They stared at Ye Feng's figure, not knowing what they were thinking about.    

At the moment, Tia Changkong's expression also changed, there was less playfulness on his face, and more seriousness.    

Ye Feng crippling the Son of Tia Family's dantian was a painful slap on the face of the Scarlet Fruit. Although the higher ups of the Tia Family did not say anything about it due to Ye Feng's status as the eleventh elite, the internal affairs of the family had long been in an uproar.    

This was a rare opportunity to cripple Ye Feng, so Tia Changkong naturally would not let it go.    

Furthermore, once Ye Feng was crippled, he would definitely not be able to maintain his identity as an elite. At that time, no matter if it was chased out of the Martial House or sent back to his original place, the Tia Family would still have countless ways to avenge Tia Hualoong.    

Originally, Tia Changkong thought that no matter how powerful Ye Feng was, he would never be able to defeat his at Innate Level 1.    

However, from the looks of it, the fact that Ye Feng was able to obtain the favor of the Palace Chief and was bestowed with the Eleventh Elite was indeed unique.    

To challenge someone five or six levels above him, and defeat him with a single punch, this kind of talent could already be said to be one of the few geniuses in the past hundred years of West Tang Martial Mansion.    

"Ye Feng, if you understand the principle of leaving things to others, how can my Tia Family be at odds with someone with such great talent like you?" Tia Changkong's face was gloomy and cold, and his gaze was filled with killing intent, "It's just that you crippled your dragon transformation, so our Tia Family cannot allow a Martial Cultivator who is disrespectful to our Tia Family to grow up."    

"..."    

"Next, the two sides that are going to fight are …" Royal Mo Qingfeng, Martial House Qin Tao! "    

Hearing the three words Mo Qingfeng, countless spectators started to boil over. Mo Qingfeng was really going to go up on stage.    

And just when everyone's thoughts were different, Mo Qingfeng's body, like Xuan Ying, rushed up the stage.    

The aura emitted from his body became increasingly powerful, causing the referee to unconsciously frown and take a small step back.    

Prince Qi revealed a faint smile and nodded his head lightly.    

Mo Qingfeng was the number one genius of the royal family. Looking at his current imposing manner, he had indeed condensed the "Autumn Wind Sword Intent" into a sword seed.    

Above Yuanwu Continent, the power of concept was the most ferocious of all known attacks.    

Normally, Martial Cultivator would need to be at the Innate realm to comprehend a sliver of the Concept's elementary form, and then slowly condense it into reality. Once they reached the Emptiness Realm and had successfully injected their souls into the Martial Vein, they would be able to level up step by step and form the Concept's seed.    

However, there were some Martial Cultivator who had special talents or focused on a particular martial skill and were able to comprehend the rudiments of the concept at the Heaven Rank level. After entering the Innate Realm, they would be able to reach the level of the Concept's Seed faster than ordinary Martial Cultivator.    

The most representative person Ye Feng had ever met was the Lin Bixie from back then. He was obsessed with the way of the sword and had comprehended the sword intent through his Half-Step Innate Stage.    

However, after being defeated by Ye Feng, he could not accept the excitement and turned into a madman.    

Of course, the reason why Lin Bixie could comprehend sword intent was because their Lin Family had a piece of jade.    

His comprehension in the way of the sword could not be compared with Mo Qingfeng's.    

Whether it was in terms of cultivation or mental state, Mo Qingfeng far surpassed Lin Bixie from before.    

The strength of the Sword Intent Seed could not be compared to the elementary level Concept.    

Such a person, being able to fight against a Martial Cultivator at the same stage, could be said to be an invincible existence.    

Right now, Mo Qingfeng was on stage. After a rumbling sound from all directions, the place was completely silent, the opponent whose name was called, Qin Tao, did not even have the courage to go up.    

Below the stage, he cupped his hands towards the referee and helplessly said, "I, myself, give up on this challenge."    

If the difference in strength was not too great, he would be able to risk it all and gain some experience. Now the difference in strength was like a chasm, even if he were to be beaten, he would be unable to learn anything. Furthermore, he might even be in danger of losing his life.    

The referee nodded his head, agreeing to Qin Tao's request.    

As a Inner Mansion Elder, he naturally knew that Qin Tao would definitely not be a match for Mo Qingfeng. Even if Mo Qingfeng only had Innate Fifth Level, it was not strange for him to be able to kill an extreme level Innate Ranker based on the might of his sword intent.    

At this moment, even when he stood by Mo Qingfeng's side, he felt a tingling sensation on his back, a burst of tension and relief, causing him to feel extremely uncomfortable.    

"This time, Qin Tao gave up. Mo Qingfeng has levelled up."    

The referee immediately loudly shouted, impatient for Mo Qingfeng to step down from the stage.