#952 - Chapter 952 Playing
Ye Feng's flowing movements caused a burst of exclamations from the stands.
"Wow!"
Although Yao Zidan of the Zhudan Sect was still sitting calmly, his eyes were burning with anger.
"As expected of Ye Kong's disciple, a petty person who is riding high!" Yao Zidan said sarcastically.
Seeing Ye Feng stand up, the other Xiaoyao Peak disciples couldn't help but feel happy.
Jiang Ming on the battle stage appeared to be kneeling upright, but others didn't know that Ye Feng had struck Jiang Ming's acupoints.
Jiang Ming sensed that his acupoints were sealed, and wanted to circulate his true energy to force the plum blossom needle out of his body, but after trying several times, Jiang Ming found that he couldn't even circulate his true energy.
A pair of eyes with different colored pupils looked at Jiang Ming like this.
Ye Feng still maintained his vigilance, fearing that Jiang Ming could break through his Body Locking Spiritual Skill on his own.
Jiang Ming tried without success, and met Ye Feng's heterochromatic eyes.
Ye Feng's heterochromatic eyes seemed to have magic power, which could make Jiang Ming's whole body stand on end.
"I... I admit defeat." Jiang Ming's voice was trembling, sounding a bit scared.
"Clang clang ~ clang" The sound of gongs rang.
"Battle stage number 132, Xiaoyao Peak Ye Feng, wins!" The Xinghe Sect disciple's announcement sounded.
"Great! Little Feng." Bai Wuchen on the stand gave Little Feng a thumbs up.
Ye Feng squatted down, rotated his right hand, and urged a powerful spiritual power to generate suction, sucking out the two plum blossom needles on Jiang Ming's Heding acupoint.
Then he sucked out a plum blossom needle from Jiang Ming's Shangxing acupoint.
"Sorry!" Ye Feng made a fist to Jiang Ming.
Although the plum blossom needles were gone, Jiang Ming did not immediately recover his movement.
Ye Feng got up and prepared to leave the stage.
"Hey! When will I get better?" Jiang Ming shouted to Ye Feng.
"Depends on my mood." Ye Feng said playfully.
In fact, Jiang Ming only needed a moment to recover his muscle activity, but Ye Feng thought that he had been trapped in Jiang Ming's golden罩 for so long!
Ye Feng couldn't swallow this breath, and when he pulled the needles out just now, he also tapped Jiang Ming's acupoints, so that Jiang Ming would continue to maintain this kneeling posture for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
After Ye Feng left the battle stage, he didn't go to the stands, but walked towards the room.
The Xiaoyao Peak disciples on the stands knew that Ye Feng was going to the room to take care of Ji Changsheng. Now, only Chen Haoran's match was left for Xiaoyao Peak.
Chen Haoran naturally heard the gong sound of Ye Feng's just-concluded battle.
"Little Feng has finished his battle, as his senior brother, I naturally can't fall behind."
Chen Haoran said gently with a smile, and Yun Gang, who was opposite Chen Haoran, felt that the power around Chen Haoran had increased a lot when he heard this.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the dust on the ground suddenly rolled up.
The wind roared, like an angry dragon breathing violently.
Chen Haoran showed an enchanting and evil smile.
"It's really heaven helping me!"
Chen Haoran rose into the air, suspended in mid-air, and the wind blew up the tail of Chen Haoran's clothes. The wind became more and more rampant, more and more presumptuous, like a mighty army, mighty and ruthlessly tearing everything apart.
Faced with Chen Haoran's powerful aura, Yun Gang couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of startled saliva.
Mom, it's scary!
Chen Haoran closed his eyes, using his divine sense to feel the power of the wind, and then his hands circulated the Great Zhoutian, and the invisible wind was operated between his palms.
"As expected of the Child of Fortune! Even the wind gives him face." Mu Qianqian was very envious.
Hearing Mu Qianqian's praise for Chen Haoran, Ye Hongxue, who was also the Child of Fortune, was not convinced.
No, I have to perform Wind Control next time.
As soon as Chen Haoran opened his eyes, Yun Gang couldn't help but tremble.
Chen Haoran rushed towards Yun Gang as fast as the wind.
Yun Gang closed his eyes in fear, and Chen Haoran's mouth curled up.
At the moment when he was about to approach Yun Gang, Chen Haoran changed direction and brushed past Yun Gang.
And Yun Gang, who closed his eyes, only heard the rapid wind sound of "whoosh ~ whoosh".
Yun Gang opened his eyes in fear and found that there was no shadow of Chen Haoran in front of him.
"Hey!" Chen Haoran made a sound from behind Yun Gang.
Yun Gang was frightened, his whole body trembled, he slumped on the ground, and turned around tremblingly.
"Waste!" Yun Jingting, the peak master of Yinyang Peak sitting on the stand, couldn't stand it anymore and cursed loudly.
Yun Jingting directly transmitted the sound to Yun Gang.
"Don't embarrass my Yinyang Peak, useless thing!"
Yun Jingting's voice reached Yun Gang's ears.
"Useless thing" echoed in Yun Gang's mind, deeply stinging Yun Gang's heart.
Yun Gang remembered that since he entered Yinyang Peak, his senior brothers bullied him, and even the new junior brothers bullied him, and his master was also very disappointed in him. Everyone said he was a useless thing!
He was not easy to be selected to participate in the Xuanwu Conference, and his fellow disciples never cheered him on, and his master also told him not to embarrass Yinyang Peak before he went to the battle stage.
The look in Yun Gang's eyes slowly became angry, and the weak spiritual power around him was also strengthening.
Chen Haoran felt it, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Why! Why do you all look down on me!" Yun Gang roared loudly.
Yun Gang stood up, and the fear of Chen Haoran just now was gone from his eyes, replaced by anger.
Chen Haoran smiled jokingly. It turned out that anger can really stimulate potential.
Seeing Chen Haoran's ridicule, Yun Gang jumped up directly. He punched Chen Haoran, the fist carrying Yun Gang's silent anger.
He must win! Yun Gang's only goal now is to prove himself.
Chen Haoran resisted, but he didn't expect Yun Gang's angry power to be so powerful, and he was like two different people from Yun Gang just now.
Seeing that Chen Haoran could resist his attack, Yun Gang decisively teleported and moved behind Chen Haoran.
Yun Gang once again held a heavy fist, strengthened the power of the fist with spiritual power, and heavily hit Chen Haoran's back.
Chen Haoran did not expect that while Yun Gang's power was strengthening, his speed was also accelerating. If he was not careful, he would be punched by Yun Gang.
"The game is getting interesting." Chen Haoran felt that this game was worth his serious attention.
Yun Gang's cultivation realm is the same as Ye Feng's, both are Foundation Establishment Stage, while Chen Haoran is in the late Golden Core Stage. At the beginning, Chen Haoran was still playful and just wanted to play with Yun Gang. He didn't expect to stimulate his potential.
