Chapter 60: Proud and proud

Ye Feng clenched his fists, and his heart unconsciously became cold. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

"Since I can get to this point, I have the determination to continue to grow. I hope to give me this opportunity." Ye Feng said firmly, "As long as I can join Feiyun Sect, Ye Feng will work hard!"

"Efforts are useless. With such talent, everything is destined. Ye Feng, you are a complete waste!" Liu Qingshan shouted on the side.

He lost the qualification for the assessment by attacking Ye Feng, so he naturally sneered at this time, wishing to step on Ye Feng and crush him.

Ye Feng ignored him, and didn't even look at Liu Qingshan.

This move caused Liu Qingshan to be furious again.

"If a waste of a martial vein can enter my sect, my Feiyun Sect will inevitably be ridiculed by other sects in the county. Ye Feng, your talent is too low, this elder... deprive you of your quota."

Hu Daotong spoke coldly and made a decision.

This did not cause much fluctuation, and a group of innate masters nodded slightly.

"It's trash. With only one martial vein, there is no hope of advancing to the innate level for life. What's the use of being strong in the warrior stage? If you meet an innate master, you can kill ten people in one move."

Looking at the cold eyes of the people on and off the stage, Ye Feng sneered in his heart: "Everything is judged by martial veins? These people are really snobbish!"

Okay, okay.

Since that's the case, he doesn't want to waste his breath.

"Wait!"

Just as Ye Feng turned around and was about to leave, suddenly, a clear voice sounded on the high platform, and a beautiful figure walked over.

"Ye Feng, Mr. Ye, my fairy is still missing a boy holding a sword. I wonder if you are interested?" The woman who spoke was holding a sword in her hand. She was the maid who came with Fairy Zhen from Qingyu Mountain.

When she said this, she naturally represented Zhen Wan's meaning.

"Boom..."

The stage and the audience immediately exploded again.

I didn't expect that Ye Feng was so lucky. A waste with only one martial vein could actually get the favor of Fairy Zhen?

Although he is just a boy holding a sword, he is one of us. He is willing to stay by Fairy Zhen's side and be taught by her. Not to mention the outer disciples of Feiyun Sect, he is willing to be exchanged for the inner disciples.

For a moment, everyone, including Liu Qingshan, had red eyes, and several innate masters swallowed their saliva.

Under the gaze of "envy, jealousy and hatred", Ye Feng turned back.

Looking at Fairy Zhen on the high platform, he said coldly: "Thank you for your kindness!"

"People have pride, I have pride, I, Ye Feng, a man of integrity, how can I live under someone else's roof and be a slave?"

"If you don't stay here, there will be other places for you. One day, I, Ye Feng, will make you Hu Daotong and make you Feiyun Sect out of reach. Goodbye!"

Turned and left, leaving only a stubborn back.

You ignore me today, in time, I will make you out of reach!

Fairy Zhen showed a trace of admiration, looked at Ye Feng's back and nodded.

If this boy's talent was not so low, I could take him to Qingyu Mountain.

What a pity...

"Hmph, what a big tone."

Hu Daotong beside him choked out a few words, and a cold snort came out of his nose.

The last few words Ye Feng said made Elder Hu very angry.

"A piece of trash from a martial vein, do you really think you are a dish? There are a lot of people in my Feiyun Sect who are thousands of times stronger than you, and you dare to be so arrogant in front of this elder?"

"If it weren't for Fairy Zhen, how could I let you roar and leave freely?"

A strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes...

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On the mountain road, Ye Feng ran towards Zhaojiazhuang without stopping.

The matter of Feiyun Sect was over.

Even he himself did not expect such an ending. At this moment, Ye Feng wanted to return to Zhaojiazhuang, take Hua Ling, leave this place, and find the whereabouts of his father Ye Tian.

This trip to Bali City, although Zhao Dapeng and Zhao Lun, father and son, were dealt with, and the harvest was not shallow, but at the same time, it also caused grievances with the Liu and Wang families among the three major families.

According to the experience of two lives, Ye Feng felt that those so-called martial arts families would not let him go easily.

Especially since he failed to become a disciple of the sect, he was like a rootless duckweed to the family. He slapped their faces nakedly, and even caused Liu Qingshan, a favorite to win the championship, to be disqualified from the assessment because of him. I believe they will not easily swallow this breath.

This situation is the same as offending some second-generation officials and rich second-generations in the future.

If you have a promising future, people will not dare to continue to trouble you, but if you can't make a name for yourself, those who feel that they have been embarrassed will definitely retaliate.

As the horse galloped, it was getting farther and farther away from Bali City, but Ye Feng's vigilance in his heart did not relax.

There is only one way back to Zhaojiazhuang.

The mountain road ahead is narrow, with dark bushes on both sides, and you can't see the end at a glance.

Ye Feng on horseback crouched very low, his eyes focused, even while galloping, he could still see the potential dangers within a hundred meters around him.

Suddenly, he pressed his arms on the saddle, turned over like a kite, and shot his body into the sky.

Driven by inertia, the horse continued to run forward.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

There were strange sounds on both sides of the mountain road, and more than a dozen sharp arrows covered almost all angles, hitting the galloping horse in an instant, and after a long neigh, the horse fell to the ground.

Ye Feng in the air shook the short iron stick in his hand, and several flying arrows were knocked away one by one by him.

Ye Feng, who landed, looked at the woods in front of him, with a hint of mockery on his face.

"Xiao Xiaoxiao, give me Ye Feng and get out!"

Standing on the mountain road, Ye Feng's true energy protected his whole body, and a white light shield appeared with him as the center, covering his entire body.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Four men in black with their faces covered jumped out from both sides of the road.

"kill!"

The four men in black didn't say anything nonsense. After locking the target, they each drew their weapons.

The short iron rod was swung again, making a whining sound, and blocked the four people from outside.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, the worst that can happen is that if you get hit by it, this rotten iron rod won't kill you!"

The leader of the men in black saw that the weapon in Ye Feng's hand was just a stick that was not like a stick or a knife that was not like a knife. After shouting, he took the lead and rushed towards Ye Feng.

boom!

Ye Feng swayed past, avoiding the attack of the boss of the man in black, and then hit one of the remaining three people with a backhand stick.

The man didn't even hum before he was knocked out and lay motionless on the ground.

Others were taken aback, but these people were extremely ferocious. Instead of retreating when they saw this scene, their ferocity was completely aroused.

"Brothers, go ahead and chop him to death!"

The boss in black smiled ferociously and called his companions forward, with a desperate attitude regardless of life or death.

"Dream!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly. Since the other party didn't want his life, he had nothing to be polite about.