457 Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger

"It's really interesting!"

Ye Feng observed for a moment, smiled slightly, and suddenly a divine light burst out in his eyes. His sharp eyes were like swords. In an instant, all the illusions were shattered, penetrated all the clouds and mists, and saw the nearest exit at a glance.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng moved his body without hesitation and took a casual step. He immediately became in a daze and stepped out of the pagoda portal and appeared again on the square.

The whole process was very fast, but in fact it was just a blink of an eye. Even when Ye Feng appeared in front of the cultivators, the cultivators had not figured out what was going on.

"Okay! Very good! Great! It's great! Ye Feng hasn't appeared in a long time, you have a cultivator like Ye Feng, who has a strong understanding and a strong sense of Taoism!" The host elder quickly woke up from the shock and said happily.

"I really scared me just now, but I knew that you would definitely be the first to come out." Leng Leng came to Ye Feng and said happily.

Leng Leng has always been known as an iceberg beauty. Her smile is as soft as the spring breeze, as bright as the sun, and as beautiful as flowers. All the cultivators are fascinated by seeing it, and they even envious of Ye Feng for being such a beautiful master.

Half an hour later, Feng Wei was finally the second to break out of the pagoda. He thought he must be the first, but his face was full of pride. After coming out, he found Ye Feng was already above the square and was stunned.

"How is it possible? How could he be faster than me?" Feng Wei looked in disbelief. Seeing Ye Feng and Leng Leng were talking and laughing together, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

"Wait, wait until the third part of the assessment begins, I will definitely let you die!" Feng Wei thought fiercely.

Half an hour later, Zhu Neng left the pagoda with no suspense. At noon, the second part of the assessment finally ended, but only four monks passed the assessment. The other three were still the elders in charge to activate the golden pagoda, and then they were moved out.

The third part of the assessment is very simple. Seven disciples compete. This competition was originally without any suspense for Feng Wei and Zhu Neng. They could get the first place without any dispute. However, these two people were determined to deal with Ye Feng and insisted on participating in the competition. The elders at the host had no choice.

As for Ye Feng, he would not stop him. In fact, Feng Wei and Zhu Neng have been looking forward to this assessment competition for a long time. Ye Feng is the same, otherwise he would not have to deliberately hide his achievements.

The competition adopts a point system, and each monk will compete with the other six monks, winning one point, losing one point, and getting zero points in the draw.

Because there are such competitions every month, a ring has been prepared in the outer hall. At this time, the host elder waved his hand casually. A ring surrounded by transparent protective ban immediately appeared in the center of the square where the golden pagoda was originally placed. It was more than a thousand feet in a radius and very wide.

"This arena is a low-grade spiritual treasure, very strong and has strong restrictions to protect. The audiences in the outer sect will not be affected and cannot interfere with the competition. Therefore, you can show your magical powers very much. But one thing to note is that you must stop and never kill your fellow disciples, otherwise you will deal with it according to the rules of the sect!" The host elder pointed to the ring and said.

After saying that, he looked at Ye Feng more. Ye Feng could clearly see the warning in his eyes. However, Ye Feng pretended to be nothing but noticed, and still did not propose to withdraw from the competition. The host elder sighed slightly when he saw this, and couldn't help but feel quite regretful.

At the same time, the onlookers were full of expectations, especially looking forward to the competition between Ye Feng and Zhu Neng and Feng Wei. They knew that although the sects did not allow their fellow disciples to be killed, there was an accident in this competition, but there was no way to do anything.

In particular, Zhu Neng and Feng Wei have strong backgrounds. Even if they kill Ye Feng on the spot in the name of missing out in the competition, they will be punished symbolically at most afterwards.

"If Ye Feng is not stupid, it is his turn to compete with Zhu Neng and Feng Wei, he should give up directly." The monks thought so at the same time.

They actually had a little conflict at this moment, hoping that Ye Feng could compete with Zhu Neng and Feng Wei to make them enjoy their appreciation. They also hope that Ye Feng could be smarter and retreat or give up directly at the beginning of the competition.

"Hey, there are many inner sect monks, and even several inner sect elders. This assessment is really lively." Just as the competition began, dazzling rainbow lights flew from the sky. These rainbow lights emitted a powerful aura and were extremely fast. In a flash, they fell on the square and immediately attracted the attention of many monks.

"Feng Yue, Feng Wenlong, Feng Wenshan, they all came, and even brought many fellow disciples. Feng Wei and Feng Wu must have notified them." A cold gaze swept away quickly, and immediately recognized a few faces among dozens of visitors, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

"Master, don't worry. Since they are all here, it's just one time to solve the problem, so save the wait." Ye Feng was very calm and said with a smile.

"They are many people, I'm afraid..."

He looked at Ye Feng coldly and gratefully. Seeing Ye Feng so calm and confident, he couldn't help but calm down a lot, but he still couldn't help but feel a little worried.

After all, there are too many monks in the Feng family, and there are five people who have already been present. They are all powerful gods and have brought many helpers.

"Ye Feng, do you dare to come up and fight me?"

Ye Feng was about to continue speaking, but an ugly voice came from the ring. Ye Feng turned his eyes and found that it was Zhu Neng, the first one who came to the stage, who was provoking it.

For Zhu Neng, the competition was not fun at all. First of all, he was not Feng Wei's opponent, nor would he fight Feng Wei. Secondly, other monks were not his opponents, and they did not dare to compete with him, a descendant of the demon clan known for his fierceness and cunning in the outer sect. Fortunately, there was Ye Feng, which was also Zhu Neng's only anticipation.

In order to prevent Ye Feng from coming to power, Zhu Neng also deliberately used the provocation method and put on a very arrogant look, with his eyes full of contempt and disdain.

"Yes, but I'm worried that I will hurt you. It will be bad for your elders to cause trouble for me at that time." Ye Feng did not directly abstain or admit defeat as the cultivators imagined, but also smiled and said sarcastically.

"Since that's the case, we might as well write a book of life and death and then compete. What do you think?" Zhu Neng was furious, but he calmed down in an instant and said in a cold look.

"I can't ask for it!" Ye Feng smiled slightly, and naturally he would not refuse. In fact, this was exactly the result he wanted, but he didn't expect that Zhu Neng would foolishly take the initiative to bring it up.

At that moment, Ye Feng and Zhu Neng wrote the Book of Life and Death, signed the name on the Book of Life and Death, and then they stepped onto the arena again. Apart from the coldness, the monks present were shocked without exception.

None of them expected that Ye Feng, a cultivator of the first level of the God Transformation, would not show any weakness or even sign a life and death book with Zhu Neng without hesitation.

Write a book of life and death. No matter who is killed by the other party in the competition, the relatives, friends and teachers of both parties are not allowed to be investigated. The most important thing is that the sect will not impose punishment for this.

In addition, writing a book on life and death also means that this ordinary assessment will evolve into a battle of life and death. And it is the kind that never ends!

Most monks thought Ye Feng had gone crazy, but they couldn't help but look forward to it, wanting to know if Ye Feng had any hidden means.

The Zhu family also came with the monks of the Feng family, which was the powerful monks behind Zhu Neng. However, these monks did not stop Zhu Neng.

Because Zhu Neng is the first genius monk of the Zhu family in the past three hundred years, they have every reason to believe that Zhu Neng can easily kill Ye Feng who is overestimating himself.

The competition finally kicked off under the gaze of the cultivators. Zhu Neng shouted wildly from the beginning, bursting out all the powerful aura like an ancient ferocious beast, and used the thick magic power in his body to activate a pair of black fist gloves, like a strong wind, and rushed towards Ye Feng violently.

"Okay, the lion also uses all his strength to fight against the rabbit. He is worthy of being a monk from my Zhu family. He is not only strong, but also very wise. Zhu Neng rushed over, and even the ordinary second-level power of the God Transformation must avoid his sharpness, let alone the opponent is Ye Feng, a weak monk from the first level of the God Transformation of the God Transformation of the Zhu family!" A monk from the Zhu family shouted pride.

"Yes, Zhu Neng will be able to tear Ye Feng to pieces in an instant, which is really awesome for the younger generation. Although Ye Feng was the head of the sect personally recruited him, the head of the sect is now in seclusion. This time Ye Feng has written a book of life and death without knowing it. Zhu Neng will not have any guilt to kill him!" Feng Wenlong, the father of Feng Wu, nodded slightly, and said very much in admiration.

The monks watching were also nervous, and some monks even closed their eyes unbearably. Zhu Neng himself showed a hideous smile, as if he had seen Ye Feng kill him.

However, at this moment, the battle situation had unexpected changes. Ye Feng's body shook violently and suddenly burst out with a powerful aura that only the four transformation god cultivators had. Then he surrounded his body with purple light and waved his hand and punched him. It was simple and mysterious, and more importantly, it was extremely powerful.

At the same time, Ye Feng moved slightly, his figure immediately moved forward like lightning, and he moved more than a hundred feet in an instant. He came to Zhu Neng's side like a ghost, and his fist hit Zhu Neng's chest in an instant!

"No!"

Zhu Neng and the cultivators changed their faces drastically. In an instant, they felt something was wrong. They couldn't help but scream, but they were too late to stop the tragedy from happening.

Bang!

After Zhu Neng was hit, his whole body immediately flew out like a sandbag and fell heavily to the ground. The treasure clothes on his body had long been transformed into pieces of cloth with no spiritual energy under the powerful impact. Zhu Neng himself not only turned into paste, but his soul was completely shattered, and he could not die anymore.

As for Ye Feng, his face remained unchanged, as if he had just done something insignificant. He stepped forward and took off the fist gloves from Zhu Neng's hand and put them away in a few seconds.

Ye Feng had long seen that this boxing glove is a low-grade spiritual treasure, especially suitable for body-refining cultivators, and can greatly increase lethality. It should be the treasures that Zhu Neng gave to Zhu Neng in order to celebrate Zhu Neng's breakthrough.

In addition to boxing gloves, Ye Feng also put away Zhu Neng's storage ring. As for the corpse, Ye Feng pondered for a moment and finally left it to the Zhu family monks.

The genius junior who was still alive and jumping aloof the moment before turned into a cold corpse the next moment. The Zhu family monk couldn't help but escape from anger, but unfortunately he could not hurt Ye Feng who was under the protection of the ban.

In particular, according to the agreement of the Book of Life and Death, the sect will not punish Ye Feng, and the Zhu family monks cannot take revenge. At least not in public.

As for Zhu Neng's personal belongings, according to the agreement of the Book of Life and Death, they were all Ye Feng's spoils, so Ye Feng would collect them with confidence.

"This... how is this possible? Could it be that Ye Feng is a four-turn Yuanshen cultivator? No wonder he is so powerful and so confident before, but it turns out that he is hiding his strength!"

The monks were all shocked. The competition, which he thought there was no suspense, actually turned around in a flash, which really made them feel a little overwhelmed.

"What a good Ye Feng, he actually deliberately hid his cultivation level, in order to suddenly explode and kill our Zhu Neng. I must tear him to pieces with his own hands!" An elder of the Zhu family roared wildly.

"Old man, Ye hides his cultivation. What's wrong? If Zhu Neng didn't want to kill Ye, he wouldn't be killed by Ye. If you are not convinced, you can't let the horse come over, but remember to write the book of life and death first!" Ye Feng said sarcastically in the ring.

"You...puff..."

The elders of the Zhu family were extremely angry, and finally their throats became sweet and their eyes turned dark. Ye Feng's arrogant words were so angry that they vomited a mouthful of blood.

"The surname of Zhu, I agreed that it was a life-and-death battle. How could you be so shameless? You have to bully the small one and fight with my disciple. Could it be that this Tiandao Palace belongs to your family?" Leng Qingqing shouted.

"Yes, Elder Zhu is a little restless. If you have any personal grudges, let's talk about it later. It's still time for the sect assessment, so you can't enter the arena!" The host elder agreed.

Although the Zhu family and Feng family are powerful, the rules of the sect are still the rules of the sect. Moreover, there are so many outer cultivators watching, so it is not easy for the host elder to take any favoritism.

"Little thief Ye Feng, don't be rampant, I'll take your life!"

At this moment, Feng Wei finally couldn't bear it and shouted violently.

In Feng Wei's opinion, Ye Feng did deliberately hide his cultivation. After all, Ye Feng's strength was much stronger than Zhu Neng's peak at the age of the Nascent Soul, and there was no possibility that he would just turn the soul. However, before, Feng Wei and Zhu Neng were complacent for a while, and Ye Feng deliberately concealed it, they did not find any flaws.

So now Ye Feng showed the strength of the four-turn soul. Although Feng Wei was shocked for a while, he calmed down and thought about it, he was expected.

Feng Wei felt that Zhu Neng was also a four-turn soul and a low-grade spiritual treasure fist glove that was rewarded by his family. He was also a descendant of the demon clan known for his fierceness. He should have competed with Ye Feng, and even had a very big chance of winning.

The reason why Ye Feng was able to kill Zhu Neng with one blow in the end was entirely because of Zhu Neng's underestimation of the enemy and the sudden outbreak of Ye Feng. It can be said that Zhu Neng seemed to have done his best, but in fact he did not have time to show his true strength. For example, Zhu Neng could become a monster that is neither human nor demon, and greatly improves his strength, so he did not have time to use this move.

Therefore, although Ye Feng killed Zhu Neng, in Feng Wei's opinion, his strength was comparable to Zhu Neng, and his performance might be slightly worse than Zhu Neng.

Feng Wei's strength is much stronger than Zhu Neng, so Ye Feng's killing Zhu Neng only made Feng Wei scared for a while, and soon Feng Wei was full of confidence again. Otherwise, Feng Wei would not have the courage to challenge now. After Ye Feng showed his might, he stood up to challenge.

"You can go on stage, but you have to sign a life and death letter. If you don't dare, you should get out of here quickly!" A hint of timidity flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he smiled coldly.

"It's true that it's strong on the outside but the middle!"

Feng Wei thought he was smart and caught the timidity in Ye Feng's eyes. He couldn't help but feel more confident and immediately signed the Book of Life and Death without saying a word.

"Willer, be careful. Perhaps Ye Feng is still hiding his strength."

The monks of the Feng family were obviously very confident about Feng Wei, the six-turn Yuanshen monk, otherwise he would not have agreed to write a book of life and death. However, looking at the corpse of Zhu Neng that was thrown from the ring, the monks of the Feng family could not help but worry.

"Don't worry. Don't forget that I am a six-turn Yuanshen cultivator, and I have a middle-grade spiritual treasure flying sword given by my grandfather. What I should be afraid of at this moment is Ye Feng!" Feng Wei smiled confidently and moved slightly. The next moment, the person had already appeared on the arena and stood a hundred feet away from Ye Feng.

"Die!"

Feng Wei stared at Ye Feng fiercely. The powerful pressure of the sixth-level thunder tribulation monk rushed towards Ye Feng like a tide, trying to suppress Ye Feng's strength and even seriously injure Ye Feng.

However, the next moment, Feng Wei discovered that Ye Feng was not affected by the pressure at all, and he was still standing calmly, with a sarcastic smile on his face.

Feng Wei couldn't help but feel angry and immediately shouted loudly, pinched the mysterious sword technique, and sacrificed a golden light and a simple-shaped flying sword.

"Hey, the middle-grade spiritual treasure flying sword, your Feng family is really good to you. Even this kind of treasure is willing to give you. But unfortunately, this medium-grade spiritual treasure flying sword will soon become my bag!" Ye Feng's eyes flashed with surprise, and then he said with joy.

Feng Wei was almost pissed off when he heard this. He didn't say anything. He gritted his teeth and raised his hand and pointed at Ye Feng in the air. The Lingbao Flying Sword immediately carried an extremely amazing power and turned into an extremely sharp sword light, and simply assassinated the vital point of Ye Feng's brow.

Before the sword light hit Ye Feng, the sharp sword energy swept across the entire arena like a storm. Even the monks outside the arena had obvious feelings.

"The sixth-level thunder tribulation god-turning cultivator, plus the medium-grade spiritual treasure flying sword, even the mid-stage god-turning powerful will give in. Ye Feng is really finished this time!" Except for the only cold-hearted person who knew Ye Feng's true cultivation, all the monks present showed shock and thought so.

However, the next moment when the monks thought that Ye Feng would definitely die, unexpected changes occurred on the arena that the cultivators unexpectedly made them appear!

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Chapter completed!