Chapter 111: The sword is no more than three

No wonder Huo Jing'er said last time that she wanted to make a lot of money, but she wasn't strong enough yet. Situ Reading 520 official website

It turns out that it refers to the challenge fee for the yellow list master.

As long as you are strong enough and can keep your position on the yellow list, your income from spiritual stones will continue to flow in.

After all, there are many benefits to being on the list. There are too many warriors in the county who want to be on the list. Once there are more people, the income will become extremely considerable.

Ye Feng pondered for a moment, looked up at the list, pointed his finger, and said, "I challenge seventy-two Fan Xiang."

Although he may have stronger strength, Ye Feng feels that it is better to be conservative when launching a challenge for the first time.

"Yes... please pay the registration fee of five hundred spirit stones, and then leave your address. Fan Xiang will go to your residence to notify you after the martial arts arena informs you. The general scheduling time is within one month, and of course there are some yellow lists. The master may have to wait for a longer time due to seclusion and other reasons," the referee said looking at Ye Feng strangely.

As warriors, Huang Bang masters practice even harder. They cannot stay in the martial arts arena every day and wait for others to challenge them. They also need to practice and retreat. As for those like Hua Tiancheng who are not in the royal city, I'm afraid they won't be able to come back for a year and a half.

Of course, in the past year, no one has chosen to challenge Hua Tiancheng.

This guy is too strong and fierce.

Challenging him is basically equivalent to giving him spiritual stones. Not everyone can afford ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones.

"What? It takes a month? Can't you challenge it immediately? Is there any other way?" Ye Feng frowned crazily.

Just kidding, in one month, the year-end trials of the royal family are over.

"If you don't want to wait, you can only challenge the masters on the yellow list who happen to be in the martial arts arena today. For example, Cang Haoyun at sixty-three, Bu Yang at sixty-eight, Changsun Nan at fifty-three, etc. ”

The referee smiled and explained to Ye Feng, a rookie who didn't know anything.

"If the young master wants to challenge Bu Yang, who is ranked 68th, the martial arts arena can send a message for him to come on stage." He said the last thing.

Ye Feng looked at Cang Haoyun who was about to step off the stage and left, shook his head and said: "Time is precious. Anyway, sixty-eight is not much different from sixty-three, so I will challenge what is ready."

"What? You want to challenge Cang Haoyun?" The referee's expression froze.

Although the rankings between the two are not far apart, Cang Haoyun is much stronger than Bu Yang, as evidenced by his defeat of Wu Yan with three swords just now.

Some people even asserted that Cang Haoyun had a chance to break into the top 50, but he did not launch a challenge.

"It's him."

Ye Feng nodded firmly and paid five hundred spirit stones.

"I don't know why, but a warrior in the early stage of Tongming Realm dares to challenge me?"

At this moment, a very contemptuous voice sounded in Ye Feng's ears.

Cang Haoyun, who was on the challenge stage, stepped forward and appeared in front of Ye Feng with a strong step. His expression was full of contempt. After just glancing at Ye Feng, he was not interested in looking at him again.

"What? You don't want to accept my challenge?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

"It's up to you whether you accept it or not! Since you want to give Cang a spiritual stone, how can Cang refuse?" Cang Haoyun glanced at Ye Feng, smiled coldly, and said mockingly: "Boy, let's make a quick decision, Cang I don’t have time to play with you.”

After saying that, he stepped down and appeared on the challenge stage again.

"It just so happens that I'm in a hurry." Ye Feng smiled faintly, his figure jumped up, and there was a turning point in the void. The next step, he landed not far away from Cang Haoyun.

The appearance of the two people immediately attracted the attention of countless people in the audience.

"'Cang Haoyun, the elite disciple of the Chaoyuan Sect, has just defeated Wu Yan with three swords. Now there are people challenging him. They are either seeking death or they think they have too much money and no place to spend it."

"Who is the initiator this time? He seems to be very young! And his cultivation level is just...the enlightenment realm? What are you doing?"

"This person seems to have defeated Xiao Tianyi last time and punched Huang Qi to death."

"Haha, you are so confident after defeating a few Tongming Realm warriors? You actually challenge the Yellow List masters? Who does he think he is? Even Hua Tiancheng, the number one genius and number one in the county, has not challenged the Yellow List masters at the Tongming Realm stage."

"Too young, too naive, and too weak."

"Cang Haoyun doesn't need to use three swords at all, he can be defeated with one sword."

"You don't know what you can do. We'll see how he dies later!"

…

There were a lot of discussions in the crowd. No one thought that Cang Haoyun would lose, and many people even booed Ye Feng.

It’s no wonder. On the one hand, Cang Haoyun is extremely famous, and his defeat of Wu Yan is obvious to all. On the other hand, the difference in strength between the two is too great. Most people have never seen a half-step innate perfection in the early stage of the Tongming Realm. A duel with such a huge disparity in cultivation.

Cang Haoyun stood on the challenge stage, looking around at the audience with a stern look, and couldn't help but smile.

He likes this feeling of being watched by everyone, and being admired and looked up to by others makes him very satisfied in his heart.

"Why don't you...I won't be able to enjoy it until you beat me." Ye Feng sneered in a joking tone.

Cang Haoyun's face darkened, his eyes turned to Ye Feng, and he said coldly: "Anyone who challenges Cang can't stop me with three swords, but I can kill you with one sword."

A cold voice fell.

Cang Haoyun's whole body was filled with chills, and a chilling aura was about to come out.

He didn't want to kill Ye Feng, but Ye Feng's taunting words made him feel murderous.

Ye Feng said: "Really! I advise you to go all out."

"Do you think that with your cultivation, you can make me go all out?" Cang Haoyun's eyes became colder, and he reached out and slowly drew his sword.

The two stood ten steps apart, one with cold eyes and the other with a calm expression. Everyone's breathing stopped and their eyes stared at the table without blinking.

Buzz!

A faint black light shone on Ye Feng's hand, and a short iron rod appeared in his hand.

He said calmly: "If you don't go all out, you won't have any chance of winning."

Most people were stunned.

"What, his weapon is? A rotten iron rod?"

"Haha, that's so funny. Someone actually brought an iron rod to the stage to challenge the Huang Bang warrior?"

"This kid is really inexplicable..."

The weapon Ye Feng took out had a great impact on the people watching the battle. After all, they all knew that a good weapon could completely determine the outcome.

Cang Haoyun's Cang Yun Sword is a genuine mid-grade spiritual weapon. With this sword in hand, his strength can be increased by 20%.

But his opponent, a boy in the early stage of the Transparent Realm, actually took out an inconspicuous iron rod?

Fame, cultivation, weapons, almost all-round crushing...

Is this still necessary?

The contempt in Cang Haoyun's eyes grew stronger, and suddenly, he felt a sense of waning interest.

Defeating such an opponent is really boring.

"Defeat you with one sword."

His slender right hand was placed on the hilt of the sword, and the true energy was poured into the sword.