Chapter 21

The entire venue was in an uproar. Everyone was paying attention to this match, unable to believe their eyes. They even stood up involuntarily. Originally, they all thought Lei Zhan could knock Ye Feng away with one move, but instead, he couldn't withstand Ye Feng's single move and was thrown out, his life hanging in the balance.

"Cheating, foul play, he must have used foul play!"

"Everyone, shut up!" The referee said coldly, hearing the shouts around him. While others didn't know, he saw everything clearly. Ye Feng relied on his own strength and did not use any foul play.

"This match, Ye Feng wins!" The referee announced the result, advancing to the next round.

"Idiots!" Ye Feng walked down from the stage and cursed those who had been shouting just now. These people were very close to Lei Zhan and had even tried to rush onto the stage. Fortunately, the referee had restrained them, and Ye Feng was very angry.

Ye Feng understood that Lei Zhan was just a minor figure, and the real mastermind had yet to appear. He glanced at the elite disciples and caught a cold, murderous aura. Ye Feng instantly recognized it; the aura came from Yun Cai Shi. Ye Feng sneered, looking at him with disdain, and turned to walk towards the sign-up cage, preparing for the third match.

The third round didn't keep Ye Feng waiting long. His third opponent was a young man about his age, around sixteen or seventeen, dressed in fine silk, with a proud expression on his face.

"Ye Feng, please guide me!" Ye Feng said.

The young man in fine silk looked at Ye Feng and said coldly, "You might as well surrender to avoid suffering. You are no match for me." The young man was extremely arrogant, even demanding that Ye Feng surrender voluntarily.

At this moment, a wave of discussion spread around the stage. Some people recognized the young man's background.

"It's actually Qian Wudi. This Qian Wudi once had a great encounter, reportedly obtaining a set of advanced martial techniques, the Qi Lei Palm, which is extremely powerful. Last year, he placed in the top ten in the inner gate competition, beating many disciples to the point of fleeing in all directions. He almost made it to the top five and was later taken as a closed-door disciple by a mentor. After a year, he is likely aiming for the top five this time."

The discussions around made Qian Wudi's smile even broader. He was indeed aiming for the top five, as only the top five had the right to challenge the elite disciples.

"Is that so? No wonder he's so arrogant, but Ye Feng isn't simple either! Didn't you see him knock Lei Zhan away with one punch? Lei Zhan is ranked in the top ten among inner gate disciples! This match will likely be a fierce battle!"

Qian Wudi sneered, "Don't think that just because you knocked Lei Zhan away with one punch, you are my match. Lei Zhan only has brute strength, he's just a brute."

"Enough talk, let's fight!" Ye Feng said coldly.

"Ridiculous, I'll show you what it means to be tough!" Qian Wudi roared, a powerful aura emanating from his body, a fierce and ruthless aura spreading across the stage, like a fierce beast.

The sound of his fists was like thunder, a sign of the advanced level of the Qi Lei Fist, shaking the air and creating a thunderous boom. His fist gathered into a bolt of lightning, rushing towards Ye Feng.

"Boom!" A loud explosion came from under Qian Wudi's feet, the stone cracking, and his figure disappeared rapidly, his punch reaching Ye Feng's face.

"Rushing Thunder Tiger Cannon!"

At this moment, Qian Wudi seemed like a thunder god, with a crimson aura, roaring towards Ye Feng.

On the high platform, a mentor smiled proudly; it was Qian Wudi's master. Last year, he took Qian Wudi as a closed-door disciple, and after a year of training, Qian Wudi's strength had greatly increased.

"Mentor Di, last year, Qian Wudi made it to the top ten, almost breaking the academy's record. Compared to last year, he has made tremendous progress and should at least make it to the top five this time."

Qian Wudi joined the academy for just over a year and made it to the top ten among inner gate disciples, almost setting a record.

"Qian Wudi is still young and needs more training. This time, it's just to let him see the world. The top five are just empty titles; the academy has many talented people, so he won't become arrogant in the future."

Although Mentor Di's tone was a bit stern, he couldn't hide his smile and pride. "However, Qian Wudi entering the top five is a sure thing; ordinary people are no match for him."

After saying this, Mentor Di looked at Mentor Li with a hint of provocation. The two had a poor relationship, and Mentor Li was very close to Ye Feng, which led to Qian Wudi attacking Ye Feng from the start.

"Isn't it too early to boast?" Mentor Li, though aware of Mentor Di's provocation, spoke calmly, not taking it to heart.

Suddenly, the audience around the stage burst into exclamations, interrupting the conversation on the high platform.

Ye Feng's feet moved swiftly, and his figure disappeared, the Shadow Step reaching its peak. The advanced Shadow Step made Ye Feng's figure a blur.

Qian Wudi's fist passed through Ye Feng's shadow, unable to stop his momentum, and his body leaped forward, realizing the danger.

"Bad!" Qian Wudi felt a chill run down his spine, a cold sweat breaking out.

"Your reaction is too slow!" Ye Feng appeared behind Qian Wudi, striking his back with a palm.

"Bang!"

Before Qian Wudi could react, he was shot out by Ye Feng's palm. However, Ye Feng didn't seriously injure him; he just knocked him away to make him realize his mistake and surrender. Ye Feng didn't want to make more enemies, though he wasn't afraid of anyone.

The disciples watching the match were stunned. Ye Feng defeated Qian Wudi with one move, a gap that was hard to accept.

But a murderous aura rose from Qian Wudi. He thought Ye Feng was humiliating him, knocking him away with one move, shattering his sense of superiority. He drew his long sword, a sharp sword aura surging towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was furious. He had given Qian Wudi enough face, but Qian Wudi turned around and attacked, drawing his sword to continue the fight. The sword light was sharp, a high-level martial technique, the Heavenly Snow Sword!

Mentor Di on the high platform looked grim, not expecting this result. His beloved disciple was knocked away by Ye Feng in one move and now turned to attack Ye Feng with a sword, drawing boos from the crowd.

Facing Qian Wudi's second attack, a hint of killing intent flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. He wasn't a pushover.

Ye Feng's aura gradually rose, reaching the peak of the sixth level of the Later Heaven stage, the rumbling of his fists echoing on the stage.

Thirty bulls of strength!

Forty bulls of strength!

Fifty bulls of strength!

Sixty bulls of strength!

Seventy bulls of strength!

When Ye Feng reached seventy bulls of strength, the scene erupted. His speed was extremely fast, leaving a trail of afterimages.

"Since you don't know your place, I'll let you experience true power, dismemberment!" Ye Feng roared, his body rising into the air, transforming into nine shadows surrounding Qian Wudi.

"Haha, you actually plan to fight my sword with your bare hands. I'll cut off your arms and make you a cripple for life." Qian Wudi's sinister laughter echoed on the stage, his sword slicing down as if it could split the air.

But Ye Feng's fists were like hammers, striking back with overwhelming force.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion, Ye Feng's hands struck the sword, creating a massive shockwave.

Everyone was stunned. They imagined Ye Feng's arms being cut off or him being seriously injured, as human flesh is no match for a weapon. But Qian Wudi's sword seemed like paper, shattered into countless pieces by Ye Feng's overwhelming force, scattering across the stage with a clatter.

Ye Feng's strength reached seventy bulls, with some hidden power. After being enhanced by the Blood Fusion Frost, Ye Feng's strength had already reached ninety bulls. Qian Wudi's maximum strength was only seventy bulls, a huge gap.

Qian Wudi intended to kill Ye Feng with one strike but was instead knocked away by Ye Feng's fist. Ye Feng completely overpowered him, far surpassing him.

Without stopping, Ye Feng, enraged, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty light, continued his attack, striking Qian Wudi's chest.

"Five Horses Tearing Apart!" Ye Feng roared, tearing Qian Wudi's sword apart and not stopping. His fist quickly reached Qian Wudi's chest. If hit, Qian Wudi would likely be crippled, and even if not, his future cultivation would be extremely difficult.

"Bang!"

Qian Wudi couldn't react in time, still in shock from his sword being shattered. He flew high into the air, being knocked away by Ye Feng.

"Stop!" A loud voice came from the sky.

Ye Feng ignored it, his fist still striking. His feet burst with true qi, and he stepped with the Shadow Step, another punch sending Qian Wudi flying off the stage.

"Boom!"

Qian Wudi's body hit the ground hard, creating a large crater. His bones were shattered, his body covered in injuries, and his dantian cracked, causing his true qi to leak. Even if he survived, his strength would greatly decline.

Ye Feng hated such small-minded people who couldn't accept defeat. They lost and then resorted to sneak attacks. Ye Feng decided to cut off their future, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.

"Ye Feng, how dare you! Didn't you hear me tell you to stop?"

At this moment, a figure landed on the stage, an old man in blue robes, his eyes glaring at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng remembered that this mentor was surnamed Di, Qian Wudi's master, in charge of the academy's disciplinary affairs. Most disciples feared Mentor Di, as any mistake would result in punishment.

"Under everyone's watch, you actually harmed a fellow disciple. Do you have any respect for the rules? You are a menace, and according to the academy's rules, you should be executed!"

One accusation after another was hurled at Ye Feng. His beloved disciple being crippled by Ye Feng made Mentor Di furious, almost losing his composure.

"Harming a fellow disciple, what a big accusation. Did you not see, or are you blind, or are you treating everyone as blind? Qian Wudi was the one who struck first, even using a weapon unexpectedly. I was just defending myself."

Ye Feng spoke without hesitation, unafraid of the disciplinary mentor. Moreover, he was in the right. He had already won, and Qian Wudi's sudden attack violated the competition rules.

"What a sharp-tongued brat. You say you were defending yourself, yet you injured a fellow disciple so severely. Moreover, Qian Wudi is a talented disciple of our academy, almost breaking the academy's record, making your crime even greater." Mentor Di's eyes were cold, his teeth gritted.

"Should I just die at Qian Wudi's hands, unable to defend myself? What kind of logic is that? I think you should be replaced as the disciplinary mentor, favoring someone to this extent is unacceptable!" Ye Feng retorted, his eyes flashing with a cold smile. No matter what, he couldn't lose the momentum to his opponent.