Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The disciples left the plaza unsatisfied. Ye Feng and the other two returned to the small courtyard where they lived.    

"Brother Ye Feng, the top hundred has been decided in the competition. With your performance, it will be easy for you to get into the top ten. You can really try to get into the first place."    

Ning Yao said to Ye Feng excitedly.    

"That's right. I saw the battle between Chang Qiming and Wang Xiongying. Although they are strong, I feel that there is not much difference between Brother Ye Feng and them."    

Liu Zhangwen, as an expert in collecting intelligence, also expressed his opinion.    

"That's right. Brother Ye Feng will have a good chance of winning against Chang Qiming and Wang Xiongying if he meets them."    

Zhou Yiqiang also nodded and said.    

"Haha, I hope you are right."    

Hearing that, Ye Feng grinned and chatted with the three of them for a while before going back to his room to rest.    

Ye Feng sat cross-legged in his room and began to absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. Above his Spiritual Pill, nine spirit tattoos shone brightly, and there was a flash of light gradually appearing on the Spiritual Pill.    

This was the symbol of the tenth spirit tattoo, which meant that Ye Feng had the possibility of cultivating to the Spiritual Pill Realm.    

"If I can cultivate to the Spiritual Pill Realm, I will definitely be able to get into the first place in the competition."    

Ye Feng was excited and focused on cultivating.    

Time slowly passed. Ye Feng cultivated until the morning of the second day. Half of the spirit pattern appeared on his spirit pill.    

"Give me another day, and I will be able to condense the tenth spirit pattern and reach the pinnacle of the spirit pill."    

Ye Feng opened his eyes, his eyes filled with excitement.    

"Brother Ye Feng, the competition has begun. Let's go."    

Ning Yao's shout came from outside the room. Ye Feng pushed open the door and walked out. Seeing that Ning Yao and the other two were ready, he followed them to the plaza.    

On the plaza, it was still as noisy as before. Although most of the fifth batch of disciples had already been eliminated, only a hundred participants were left. However, most of the fifth batch of disciples had come. They all wanted to see who would be able to enter the top ten and who would be able to defeat all the disciples and become the first.    

Today, Ye Feng's first opponent was a personal disciple. It was said that he was the personal disciple of the third elder of the Refining Hall. His name was Xie Linhuan, and he was at the Eighth Stage of the Spiritual Core Realm.    

"You are the number one disciple of the Inner Sect, Ye Feng?"    

Xie Linhuan looked at Ye Feng arrogantly and said.    

"It's me."    

Ye Feng nodded. He didn't care about Xie Linhuan's arrogant attitude. After all, when the competition ended, Xie Linhuan would know how ridiculous he was.    

"Haha, if I defeat you, the number one disciple of the Inner sect today, I wonder if your supporters will collapse."    

Xie Linhuan grinned, his eyes filled with contempt.    

Below the stage, the Inner Sect disciples and Outer Sect disciples were also a little angry when they heard Xie Linhuan's words. This was simply too arrogant.    

"Xie Linhuan, who do you think you are? How dare you think you can defeat Ye Feng?"    

"Ye Feng's realm is above yours, and his strength is far superior to yours. What can you use to defeat Ye Feng? Do you want to use your mouth?"    

"Disciples are all like this, how ridiculous!"    

The Inner Sect and Outer Sect disciples scolded one after another. In the Fragrant Sky Academy, the status of the direct disciples was the highest, and most of them were also very proud.    

This caused the Inner Sect and Outer Sect disciples to be ridiculed and belittled when they came into contact with the direct disciples, so they were somewhat hostile towards the direct disciples.    

However, the direct disciples were indeed powerful. Those with special physiques were stronger than ordinary people. The Inner Sect and Outer Sect disciples were suppressed by their strength, so they were unable to retort at all.    

Now, Ye Feng's appearance allowed the Inner and Outer Sect disciples to see the possibility of defeating the direct disciples. Of course, they had to support Ye Feng.    

"Hmph, you trash from the Inner and Outer Sect, how can you know how powerful the special physiques are?"    

When Xie Linhuan heard the scoldings of the Inner and Outer Sect disciples, he immediately sneered and stood on the stage, shouting at the crowd.    

When Xie Linhuan opened his mouth, although Ye Feng was at the Ninth Stage of the Spiritual Core Realm and was regarded as the number one person by the Inner Sect disciples, he only had an ordinary physique. He was far inferior to him, who had a special physique.    

There was a huge gap between an ordinary physique and a special physique. This was something that Xie Linhuan's master, the Third Elder of the Refining Hall, had personally told him.    

Xie Linhuan followed the third elder of the Refining Hall and had also learned many powerful cultivation techniques and martial skills. He was very confident in himself and believed that even if he was a stage lower than Ye Feng, he could still easily defeat Ye Feng.    

"Haha, is this the Ye Feng that you said could threaten Qi Min? What a joke. He might not even be able to defeat Xie Linhuan."    

In the area where the fourth pro-disciple was, Gao Yanyu couldn't help but say to her companion.    

"I'm just saying. After all, this Ye Feng is only an Inner Sect disciple. The possibility of him defeating Chang Qiming is zero."    

Gao Yanyu's companion stuck out his tongue and said.    

"Ye Feng, make your move. I can let you attack three times."    

On the arena, Xie Linhuan looked at Ye Feng and said arrogantly with his hands behind his back.    

"Are you sure?"    

Ye Feng frowned slightly. This Xie Linhuan was too arrogant, making him a little angry.    

"Of course I'm sure. Feel free to attack."    

Xie Linhuan grinned, full of pride.    

"Then I won't be polite."    

Ye Feng also grinned, but his eyes turned extremely cold at this moment.    

"Whoosh!"    

Ye Feng stepped on the Lost Steps and instantly rushed in front of Xie Linhuan. He punched out with his Iron Explosion Fist.    

Xie Linhuan was startled by Ye Feng's speed. Feeling the terrifying power contained in Ye Feng's Iron Explosion Fist, he was even more shocked. He realized that if he took Ye Feng's punch head on, he would definitely lose. He didn't care about the three moves that he said and hurriedly raised his arms to block.    

"Bang!"    

In the next moment, Ye Feng's fist struck Xie Linhuan's arms. The latter immediately felt a sharp pain, and his arms were broken by Ye Feng.    

What was even more terrifying was that a terrifying force invaded Xie Linhuan's body from Ye Feng's fist. Xie Linhuan felt his blood vessels and internal organs being attacked, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.    

"Plop!"    

Xie Linhuan flew out and crashed into the crowd below the arena, unable to get up.    

This scene stunned all the disciples present. Although the inner and outer sect disciples were full of confidence in Ye Feng, believing that he could defeat the arrogant Xie Linhuan, they never thought that Ye Feng would actually defeat Xie Linhuan with one punch.    

All along, the strength of the personal disciple was imprinted in the hearts of the inner and outer sect disciples. Even if Ye Feng's performance was not bad, they still subconsciously felt that the personal disciple was very powerful, and it would be very difficult for Ye Feng to win.    

But now, the inner and outer sect disciples realized that Ye Feng's strength had exceeded their imagination. Ordinary personal disciples were not Ye Feng's match at all. Ye Feng's chance of becoming the champion of the competition was completely possible!    

Chapter 32 – The Power of the Personal Disciple