Conquer the game world

Chapter 151 A little famous
Only after the young man had clearly seen Ye Feng's strength did he feel a little relieved.

"Hmph, you think you can show off just because you're only at the Spirit Form Realm? Kid, you'd better think carefully, or you'll end up with bad luck." The young man threatened. Although Ye Feng was only at the Spirit Form Realm, the fact that he had easily broken through his moves just now still made the young man somewhat apprehensive.

"So what if I can't stand it? Bring it on if you're not happy." Ye Feng said disdainfully.

The flames released by the young man were far less powerful than the strange fire. Ye Feng had just released his strange fire, which easily devoured the young man's flames.

"Fine, you're asking for it. Both of you, come at me together and beat me badly!" the young man said sternly. Having learned from his previous experience, he didn't dare to be careless and shouted for his two subordinates to attack Ye Feng together.

Although Ye Feng's strength made him somewhat apprehensive, he was, after all, a Spirit God Warrior, and with the addition of two underlings who were also at the Spirit Form Realm, he felt that dealing with the young man would not be a problem.

The young man's vicious gaze fell on Ye Feng. He had already decided that he would at least break Ye Feng's arms and legs in a while to quell his hatred.

Despite being surrounded by the three young men, Ye Feng remained standing still, appearing unfathomable.

Suddenly, Ye Feng flashed past, and the young man felt his two subordinates beside him let out a muffled groan. Both of them coughed up blood and flew backward.

The young man stared wide-eyed at Ye Feng, who seemed to be standing there as if nothing had happened, as if he had never left.

However, the young man knew that Ye Feng hadn't been still, because he had clearly felt a gust of wind just now. It was just that Ye Feng's movements were too fast, so much so that from the moment he finished attacking until he returned to his original position, Ye Feng only left behind a blur, making it seem as if Ye Feng hadn't moved at all.

The onlookers were also stunned. Ye Feng's instant kill of two Spirit Form martial artists was too shocking. Most of the onlookers were not strong enough to understand what had happened. Only a few people realized that it was because Ye Feng was too fast.

At this moment, the young man's face had turned extremely ugly. Ye Feng's speed had just shocked him. Ye Feng hadn't even made a move against him yet. If Ye Feng had, the young man didn't know if he could have reacted in time.

However, the young man had already boasted, and it would be extremely embarrassing for him to back down now. He gritted his teeth and glared at Ye Feng, saying, "Kid, don't be so smug. Watch how I deal with you."

At this moment, the young man had hardened his heart and was preparing to use his strongest attack against Ye Feng.

Of course, the young man was still wary of Ye Feng's unpredictable speed and attack, so he first released a defensive barrier in front of him before he felt relieved. The young man guessed that although Ye Feng was fast, his strength might not be that great, and an ordinary defense should be enough to withstand it.

"Take this."

As the young man spoke, flames erupted from the sword on his wrist, crackling and popping, and the surrounding temperature rose accordingly. It was clear that the power of this flame was far greater than the young man's previous attack.

This is the strongest move the young man can currently use. However, it is still somewhat difficult for him to execute this move. His internal energy is being consumed in large quantities, and large beads of sweat have unknowingly appeared on his forehead.

As the young man's true essence was depleted, the flames on the sword in his hand gradually materialized, which is what is known as the true essence taking form at the Spirit God realm.

Ye Feng looked at the young man speechlessly and said, "Hey, have you had enough? How much longer am I going to have to wait?"

This young man's strength was actually just average. Compared to Wang Chengye and Tie Shu, whom Ye Feng had encountered at the sect division martial arts competition, they could use their true essence transformation martial arts very quickly. Unlike this young man, who needed so much time to prepare.

If a martial arts technique takes too long to build up, then that move is impractical in combat. You might not even be ready before your opponent defeats you.

Faced with the young man's attack, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he actually used a soul attack.

The young man felt a black void envelop him, then suddenly his body shuddered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The flames on his hands also dissipated due to the loss of control in that instant.

"Soul attack!" the young man muttered inwardly, feeling extremely frustrated. He had set up a defensive barrier to prevent Ye Feng from launching a surprise attack while he was using his martial arts techniques, but he hadn't expected that the other party could use a soul attack. This was something the young man hadn't anticipated.

After Ye Feng's soul power was enhanced by the secret manual, he was able to directly search the enemy's soul to obtain the information he wanted. Now, performing ordinary soul attacks is naturally even less difficult for Ye Feng.

Everyone, including the young man, probably didn't expect Ye Feng to use such a tricky move. The crowd, who were originally looking forward to a big battle, also felt a little disappointed.

Suddenly, a man flew through the crowd, holding a long sword with a powerful whirlwind and flames on it.

The man thrust his sword directly at Ye Feng. He had been far away when he set out, but now he was already in front of Ye Feng.

The flames on the sword in the man's hand gave him a familiar feeling, suggesting that he and the young man were from the same family as the Beidou Sect.

Ye Feng had taken out the Crimson Fire Sword without anyone noticing. Although the flames on the sword looked extremely weak, Ye Feng could sense a powerful fire aura within them.

Faced with the man's attack, Ye Feng dared not be careless either. He swung out his Crimson Fire Sword and used a martial skill.

"Double Blazing Slashes"

Ye Feng roared, and the Crimson Fire Sword also flashed with fiery red flames. Ye Feng could tell that the man was holding back, so Ye Feng did not intend to use the power of the strange fire either.

A deafening explosion rang out. Even though neither of them had used their full strength, a huge shockwave still formed around them. The onlookers were forced back by the force, and the martial artists standing at the front row were knocked to the ground by the shockwave before they could even react.

Inside the arena, Ye Feng's flames clashed with the man's, unleashing a shockwave before dissipating. The two fought to a draw, meaning neither suffered a loss.

"Young Master Long Jie, you've come at the right time! This is the guy who bullied Young Master Long Ping." Two of Ye Feng's men, who had been beaten up, had somehow gotten up and, upon seeing who it was, quickly stepped forward to fan the flames.

Long Jie's strength is at the mid-stage of the Spirit God realm. Although he is only one level higher than Long Ping, judging from the attack just now, Long Jie's control over his power is much stronger than Long Ping's. It is obvious that he has put a lot of effort into his cultivation, unlike Long Ping, who seems to have the strength of the early stage of the Spirit God realm, but whose actual strength is not that great.

Long Jie looked at Long Ping lying on the ground and saw that Long Ping was not seriously injured. He had only suffered a slight shock to his soul and was temporarily unconscious. He was relieved. He knew that this was because Ye Feng had held back. Judging from the situation just now, if Ye Feng had not held back, Long Ping would definitely not have been able to withstand it.

Putting everything else aside, just considering the soul impact alone, if Ye Feng had been a little more ruthless, Long Ping might have become an idiot. Of course, Ye Feng didn't do that, and he didn't really go all out against Long Ping's two subordinates either. After all, this was the main sect, and Ye Feng had come with a purpose, so naturally he didn't want to cause too much trouble.

"Your strength is quite good. To achieve this level at the Spirit Form Realm is already worthy of being called a genius. I am also somewhat familiar with the elders of the Yanluo Sect. I didn't know you were an elder's disciple." Long Jie said to Ye Feng. Based on the strength Ye Feng displayed, Long Jie naturally assumed that Ye Feng was the closed-door disciple of some elder of the main sect, otherwise he wouldn't have such strength.

"I am a martial artist from a branch of the Yanluo Sect who has come to participate in this martial arts competition," Ye Feng replied calmly. His identity was easily verified, so there was no need to lie. Ye Feng's answer slightly surprised Long Jie. A strange light flashed in his eyes, and Long Jie laughed loudly, saying, "Unexpected! The Yanluo Sect truly produces many talented individuals. With your strength, you are probably more than capable of being my opponent. I look forward to meeting you in the finals on the main peak."

"As for this matter," Long Jie said, looking at Long Ping, who had been helped up by his two subordinates, "the younger generation of the family is ignorant of the rules and has offended you. Please forgive them. For my sake, let's just let this matter go."

Seeing Long Jie so politely offer a settlement, Ye Feng, not wanting to escalate the matter further and not wanting to make a scene, naturally let the matter drop.

"Young Master Long Jie, is this really going to be the end of it?" one of Long Ping's men said indignantly, clearly very dissatisfied with the outcome. He had originally imagined that Long Jie would teach the guy in front of him a lesson, but he didn't expect that Young Master Long Jie would actually want to make peace with him.

Long Jie glanced at his subordinate as he lifted the platform, and the subordinate instantly felt a chill in his heart, a sense of impending death looming over him. At the same time, thinking of the young master Long Jie's status in the family, he felt a chill in his heart and dared not say anything more. The two of them quickly carried Long Ping away.

"Thank you for your help, young master." After seeing Long Jie and the others leave, the female disciples of Bixia Sect finally breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Ye Feng.

Most of the female disciples of the Bixia Sect have an air of looking down on men, believing that men are only envious of their beauty. Even though Ye Feng helped these female disciples, they still unconsciously revealed this attitude.

This isn't to say it was intentionally targeting Ye Feng; it's just that Bixia Sect is a predominantly female sect, and this is a common concept within the sect. It was just revealed unintentionally at this moment.

"You're too kind, it's nothing," Ye Feng said casually.

At this moment, Yan Xiaobai, Wu Lan, Jiang Danxue and the others also came up and stood in front of Ye Feng.

The appearance of the three beauties naturally attracted the attention of the female disciples of Bixia Sect. Although the three of them were also very confident in their appearance, they were still somewhat inferior to Yan Xiaobai and the others.

Seeing Yan Xiaobai's infatuated expression as she gazed at Ye Feng, the three women naturally realized something. It was laughable that they thought Ye Feng was only helping them because of their beauty; little did they know that Ye Feng already had several beautiful women by his side.

Ye Feng didn't pay too much attention to this matter. After exchanging pleasantries with the disciples of Bixia Sect for a while, he took his leave.

What Ye Feng didn't know was that his story quickly spread among martial artists.

This is, after all, the main sect's martial arts competition, and many martial artists from branch sects will pay attention to their opponents. Ye Feng naturally became one of the objects of attention. Many martial artists were watching Ye Feng. The fact that Ye Feng used a soul attack to instantly disintegrate Long Ping's martial arts and also fought to a draw with Long Jie naturally attracted great attention.

Many people have already listed Ye Feng as a martial artist they need to pay close attention to in this assessment. Of course, most of these people are disciples from the same branch sect. For disciples from the main sect, these martial artists are proud enough that they will not pay much attention to Ye Feng because of this.

On the one hand, it's because Ye Feng countered Long Ping's attack with a soul attack. Although soul attacks are somewhat difficult to defend against, as long as you pay attention and do a good job of defense, or if your cultivation level is much higher than the opponent's, then there's nothing to fear about soul attacks. Therefore, people who are truly confident in their own strength don't care about Ye Feng's soul attack.

On the other hand, although Ye Feng claimed to have fought Long Jie to a draw, Long Jie's reputation among the branch disciples was legendary. Everyone knew that Long Jie was quite strong. Moreover, Long Jie hadn't used his full strength; he had only made a casual move. Therefore, many people felt that this did not represent Ye Feng's strength.

However, the fact that Ye Feng didn't actually use much of his strength was something these martial artists couldn't possibly know.

"Brother, why did you let that kid go so easily?" Long Ping, who had just woken up, said to Long Jie with dissatisfaction.

"How far do you intend to ruin the reputation of our Long family?" Long Jie exclaimed, his imposing aura emanating from him. "You're no match for a mere Spirit Form martial artist. I told you to cultivate properly back then, but you wouldn't listen. Now you're finally paying the price."

Seeing Long Jie's displeased expression, Long Ping could only force a smile and dared not say anything more. Although he caused trouble outside, Long Ping knew in his heart that he could not offend Long Jie at home, otherwise his good days might be over.

Like his elder brother Long Fei, Long Jie was hailed as a genius in the family. Moreover, Long Jie was also shrewd and knew what he should and shouldn't do, which made him highly valued in the family.

Seeing that Long Ping dared not speak, Long Jie withdrew his imposing aura and said calmly, "This time it was just a small dispute outside. If I really attacked and seriously injured him, people would probably say that my Long family members bully others and the weak when they can't win. I don't want to have such a reputation."

At this point, Long Jie said with a vicious look in his eyes, "However, if I meet this kid at the martial arts competition, then no one can say anything about how I deal with him. If I meet this kid then, I will avenge you and make sure he can't get out of bed for months."

Logically speaking, Long Jie is still a member of the Long family. Although he knows that Long Ping was the one who started this trouble, Long Jie is still extremely protective of his own.

A sinister glint flashed in Long Ping's eyes, as if he could already foresee Ye Feng's miserable end.

"Ye Feng, right? You'd better not get eliminated right away, that would be no fun," Long Ping thought bitterly.

Not far from Yanyang City is the mountain range where the Yanluo Sect's main sect is located. Although Yanyang City is very prosperous, there are quite a few martial artists from outside the city. Therefore, the Yanluo Sect's main sect is definitely not located in the city, but on a mountain peak not far away.

At this moment, many martial artists from various branches of the sect have gathered at the foot of the mountain. These martial artists are all heroes from their respective branches. Today is the day the martial arts competition officially begins, and each martial artist is sharpening their fists and preparing for the upcoming battles.

Under Jiang Wuyai's guidance, Ye Feng occupied a spot and quietly adjusted his breathing while waiting. The other participating martial artists remained silent, including Yan Xiaobai, who did not bother Ye Feng at this moment. Everyone knew that the upcoming competition was very important, and they needed to adjust their condition to the best possible state.

Unfortunately, it seems that someone was unwilling to let Ye Feng properly recuperate.

A martial artist who looked similar to Jiang Wuyai led his disciples over, a faint smile on his face as he looked at Jiang Wuyai.

Judging from their attire, these people, like Ye Feng, are disciples from the Yanluo Sect.

"Brother Jiang, it's been many years. I've missed you dearly," the elder-looking martial artist said politely to Jiang Wuyai.

"So it's Sect Leader Han. It's been a long time." Jiang Wuyai said with a forced smile, but the stiff expression on his face revealed that he didn't really like the Sect Leader Han in front of him.

The relationship between this sect leader surnamed Han and Jiang Wuyai has not been good for many years. They used to be in the same branch sect and often fought. Later, Jiang Wuyai's strength improved faster and he suppressed him. After breaking through to the Spirit Soul Realm, Jiang Wuyai also successfully became the sect leader of this branch sect.

Unexpectedly, this sect leader surnamed Han was also a person of firm will. In such a situation, he was not discouraged, but instead cultivated even more diligently. With the sudden opportunity he received, this sect leader Han also successfully broke through to the Spirit Soul Realm.

Although the Spirit Soul Realm is nothing special, it was enough for Sect Master Han to successfully become the sect master of a branch sect.

(End of this chapter)