Sky War God

At this moment, everyone was stunned! Each and every one of their mouths were wide open. For a moment, they were actually unable to close them. Their bodies were filled with shock.    

"Liu Gang, who is at the peak of the eighth level of the True Martial, was also sent flying by a single strike, and that Ye Feng didn't even move his body. Then, how strong is this Ye Feng exactly? "    

"That's right! In the battles that Ye Feng had participated in, he had sent all his opponents flying with a single strike. It could be seen that he didn't even use his full strength."    

Many people were discussing amongst themselves. King of the State of Zhao, who was standing on the main viewing platform, couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. He said, "Ye Feng's physical strength is indeed powerful. An ordinary Third Level True Martial warrior can only unleash a force of about 140,000 Jin. If I'm not mistaken, this punch of Ye Feng... Such strength, even Peak Genuine Force Warriors... In terms of strength, he is inferior to Ye Feng!"    

As King of the State of Zhao spoke, his heart was filled with shock. He had never seen anyone below the same realm as Ye Feng, whose physique was as strong as Ye Feng's.    

"More than three hundred thousand jin of physical strength, even if it's my current peak physical strength. This guy is only at the third level of the True Martial. His physical strength is even stronger than mine, who is at the True Martial level 9! It seems like I will have a chance. I have to kill this man, otherwise, he will become a great threat to me in the future!"    

Although the king's voice was very soft, it still fell into the ears of First Prince and Zhao Yang. While Zhao Yang was shocked in his heart, he also strengthened his determination to kill Ye Feng.    

His cultivation base had already advanced to the True Martial level 9, which was not far away from the peak of the True Martial. However, in terms of physical strength, Zhao Yang was still much weaker than Ye Feng. This made Zhao Yang feel extremely uncomfortable.    

Although True Martial Stage warriors had the same cultivation base of nine realms, people were used to dividing True Martial level 9 into two realms.    

The first stage was for those who had just stepped into this stage. They were ordinary True Martial and level 9 warriors.    

The second type was those who had reached the peak of the True Martial level 9. They would be regarded as Peak Genuine Force Warriors.    

Zhao Yang had broken through to the True Martial level 9 a few days ago.    

Sikong Xuan and Wei Zhentian were the real Peak Genuine Force Warriors.    

"You are worthy of defeating me!"    

Ye Feng looked at Liu Gang who was standing on the ground and sneered. There was a mocking look on his face. He didn't like to mock others, but if someone provoked him, Ye Feng wouldn't be polite at all.    

When they saw this scene, the eyes of all the Liu Family people flashed with a cold light.    

Soon, the first round of the battle had ended. Ten people had been eliminated, and ten of them had advanced.    

Among them were Sikong Xuan, Huang Yanming, Wei Zhentian, Liang Bupo and Ye Feng. There was no doubt that they had advanced.    

The rest of them had to go through a tough battle to obtain the chance to advance. The battle was extremely intense. Two of them were even killed on the spot.    

The next round of the competition was still the Lucky Draw Battle. It was split into five groups, and five people were eliminated. In the end, only five people were left to advance.    

The rules of the battle were simple and direct, and it could test the strength of a cultivator. And it was relatively fair. No one complained.    

In this round of battle, Sikong Xuan had drawn a True Martial level 9 from the Qi State's Royal Family. He was also an extremely powerful figure. Naturally, he wasn't willing to admit defeat, so he started the battle with Sikong Xuan.    

However, in less than three rounds, Sikong Xuan had already caused him to vomit blood. He had no choice but to admit defeat in advance.    

"Sikong Xuan is indeed powerful. Even a True Martial level 9 is no match for him. In my opinion, the number one spot in this Joust For A Spouse Festival must belong to Sikong Xuan!"    

Looking at the incomparably elegant figure on the fighting stage, the eyes of the crowd sparkled with respect.    

Sikong Xuan's strength was obvious to all. Even if he was chosen as the first seat, there was nothing wrong with it.    

Next, it was Wei Zhentian's turn. His opponent was also an extremely powerful figure. Naturally, he wouldn't admit defeat just like that.    

The two of them were engaged in a frenzied battle. Wei Zhentian's attacks were wild and violent. His combat strength, which had awakened the Double Green Rank Battle Spirit, was considered one of the top existences in the entire Greencloud Region.    

Wei Zhentian unleashed his Green Rank Gold-scaled Lion Battle Spirit. The Lion roared furiously and unleashed a terrifying demonic aura. Its sharp fangs seemed to be able to tear everything apart!    

In less than ten rounds, the expert was struck by Wei Zhentian's Gold-scaled Lion Battle Spirit and spat out a mouthful of blood. He had no choice but to admit defeat in advance.    

"Wei Zhentian is indeed worthy of being the leader of the The four prodigies of the Qing-Yun Realm. His combat strength is indeed not something an ordinary person can compare with. He is indeed too powerful! I really don't know who is stronger between Wei Zhentian and Sikong Xuan? "    

Seeing Wei Zhentian easily defeat his opponent, everyone present was shocked. They thought that Wei Zhentian already had the qualifications to fight Sikong Xuan.    

Huang Yanming also went up to the stage to fight. His cultivation base was the same as Zhao Yang's. He was a True Martial level 9, and his opponent was at the same level as him. However, in the battle between the two of them, Huang Yanming was still able to crush his opponent. In less than twenty rounds, he had defeated his opponent and successfully advanced.    

Next, it was Ye Feng's turn. When he displayed the draw, everyone was stunned.    

"Ye Feng actually drew the same draw as Liang Bupo. This is unbelievable! What kind of person was Liang Bupo? How could Ye Feng be a match for him? He shouldn't even be able to last three moves before he was crushed by Liang Bupo. What bad luck."    

An expert said. His eyes carried a hint of schadenfreude. He had hated Ye Feng for a long time, and hoped that Ye Feng would be eliminated by someone else as soon as possible.    

"That's right. Liang Bupo is the leader of the The four prodigies of the Qing-Yun Realm. He is not someone Ye Feng can fight against. My guess is that Ye Feng can't even withstand a single strike!"    

Someone guessed. No one thought that Ye Feng would win this battle. They all thought that Ye Feng had been crushed by Liang Bupo.    

"little sister, that Ye Feng's good luck is over. He will be eliminated if he meets Liang Bupo."    

On the main grandstand, First Prince, Zhao Yang, said to Zhao Xinyi. His words were filled with disdain.    

Zhao Xinyi ignored Zhao Yang. Her eyes were firm. Since Ye Feng could walk all the way here, Zhao Xinyi believed that Ye Feng must have the strength to fight Liang Bupo.    

"Brother Liang, since you met this trash first... Then, help the two of us deal with him first. As long as we don't beat him to death, it will be fine. His life is up to the two of us to personally come and go! "    

While Liang Bupo and Ye Feng were walking onto the fighting stage, Huang Yanming, who was not far away, spoke to Liang Bupo. His words were spoken in an incomparably relaxed manner, as if Ye Feng was their prey that could be killed at any time.    

"Leave it to me! I will beat this man until even his mother doesn't recognize him!"    

Liang Bupo didn't think about it and agreed. Perhaps in his opinion, Ye Feng, who was at the third level of the True Martial, couldn't even withstand a single blow from him. Treat Ye Feng as a favor for Wei Zhentian and Liang Bupo!    

"Kid, it's your life's misfortune to have met me!"    

Liang Bupo turned around with a disdainful smile on his face.    

Ye Feng was indeed very impressive in the Sky City, but Liang Bupo thought that Ye Feng must have borrowed some kind of power that he could not control. If not, Ye Feng was only a True Martial level 2, and his strength wouldn't be as powerful as before.    

"Is that so?"    

Ye Feng's expression was calm, and he spoke with an indifferent tone. Initially, he didn't have any grudges with Liang Bupo, but just based on the conversation between Liang Bupo and Wei Zhentian, he had already pushed himself to the opposite side of Ye Feng.    

"What's wrong? Do you think you have the ability to fight back?"    

Liang Bupo raised his brows and said, "This is a competition to find a spouse. You are not allowed to borrow any external force. You are at the third level of the True Martial. Don't tell me you have no fear of me? "    

Ye Feng smiled faintly and said. "I am afraid of you? You think too highly of yourself! "    

"I don't want to waste my time talking nonsense with you. Let's fight!"    

Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back. His body was full of confidence, and his eyes seemed to not place Liang Bupo in his eyes.    

"You are courting death!"    

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't care about him at all, Liang Bupo became slightly angry. The aura on his body burst out violently. Without any hesitation, a terrifying palm print that covered the sky and covered the earth flew towards Ye Feng's body!    

Liang Bupo's cultivation base had reached the eighth level of the True Martial Peak Stage. The power of his palm was terrifying. It seemed to be able to destroy everything!    

"Liang Bupo has attacked! This Ye Feng is really bold! He actually provoked Liang Bupo! This time, he will die a miserable death!"    

Someone said, thinking that Ye Feng was courting death. More and more people had interesting expressions on their faces, as if they were watching a show.    

However, most of the people present thought that Ye Feng was no match for Liang Bupo.    

"Get lost!"    

Ye Feng's eyes turned cold, and he also sent out a palm print. A terrifying destructive power was flowing on the palm print. With just a single strike, three hundred thousand jin of great power was completely unleashed, and its power had reached an astonishing level!    

"Rumble!"    

A terrifying sound spread in the air. The sound wave was like the most powerful heavenly thunder. It shook the eardrums of the crowd, causing their eyes to flicker.    

They saw that after the attack, Liang Bupo's body was violently shaking. His face had turned from proud to ashen.    

Liang Bupo could only feel an invisible destructive power crazily invading his body, making him feel as if all his internal organs were going to break apart. He couldn't help but take a few steps back. The arm that collided with Ye Feng's palm was trembling violently. He couldn't help but ask Ye Feng, "How is this possible? You are only at the third level of the True Martial, how can you be so powerful? Could it be that you have used that kind of power that you can't control?"    

After hearing what Liang Bupo said, the corner of Ye Feng's mouth revealed a cold smile, and he said disdainfully, "If you can't do it, then find an excuse for yourself. I really feel ashamed for you!"    

"Don't be complacent too early. I was just warming up with you just now. Now, I will let you know the gap between us!"    

Liang Bupo was instantly angered by Ye Feng's words. He once again unleashed the terrifying offensive power and attacked Ye Feng's body!