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Volume 2: Across the World Chapter 61: Continuous Challenges

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    The voice gradually became lower, darkness enveloped him, and there was no more sound.

    In the early morning of the next day, Ye Feng went to the woods behind the house to practice as usual. As soon as he stepped out of the gate, a voice rang out: "Your Majesty, Wang Yihe, is ranked 107th in the core disciple rankings, and I have come here to challenge you.  "

    Ye Feng frowned and looked in the direction where the sound came from. He saw a thin young man standing on an ancient tree on one side. This man was wearing a blue gown and holding a sword inlaid with jade. His face was cold and cold.  Hot, is looking at himself condescendingly.

    Within the Ancient Sword Sect, every core disciple can challenge any other core disciple at any time and anywhere. If the challenger verbally rejects it, he will be ignored and looked down upon by everyone - this is the purpose of the Ancient Sword Sect.  The sect rules formulated to encourage the core disciples to practice hard have been continued from the beginning of the establishment of the sect until now.

    So, Ye Feng clenched his fist and made a "please" gesture.

    "Drink!"

    Wang Yihe shouted loudly, stepped out of the branch, and took advantage of the falling force to reach Ye Feng. In the early morning sun, the jade inlaid on the sword shone with dazzling light, making Ye Feng unable to open his eyes.

    Ye Feng knew that the ancient sword sect's competition was like an actual battle, so he did not dare to neglect it, so he had to raise his palm, spread his fingers, and thought.

    The cold air was released, forming a blue ice shield above the head.

    Zheng!

    The next moment, the sword hit the ice shield heavily.

    This move was so powerful that the green bricks under Ye Feng's feet cracked. A wave of air visible to the naked eye swayed outwards from Ye Feng's feet, pressing the surrounding grass to the ground.

    Wang Yihe held the sword covered with ice crystals, flicked it backwards in a slightly embarrassed manner, landed under the big tree, raised his hand and said: "Ye Feng, I failed in the challenge, but I will come again in a few days.  "

    After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

    Ye Feng put away the ice shield and walked towards Xiao Lin behind the house.

    After walking no more than thirty steps, another person appeared in front of him, saying the same thing and challenging Ye Feng.

    Ye Feng had no choice but to challenge.

    After fighting for only two or three rounds, before the winner could be determined, the man resigned.

    But just as this person left, another core disciple came

    In just one morning, Ye Feng casually received more than thirty people, but every time they fought for three to five rounds, and the winner was not decided, the visitor would leave with a sword.

    Therefore, Ye Feng did not practice at all all morning.

    In the afternoon, the situation remained the same. Some of the core disciples who had just challenged Ye Feng returned for a second time and fought with Ye Feng for three to five rounds.

    They have seen how powerful Ye Feng¡¯s cold energy is, and this time they adopted guerrilla tactics, using their own speed advantage to avoid the cold energy¡¯s attack.

    Until evening, Ye Feng received another challenge from more than 30 people.

    So, Ye Feng also did not practice in the afternoon.

    The next day, the situation remained the same.

    On the third day, the situation was even worse.

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    The boring challenges repeated every day wore down Ye Feng¡¯s patience. Until the thirteenth day, he finally couldn¡¯t stand it anymore.

    He should have gotten up early in the morning and practiced until dusk, but today, he had been lying in bed, staring at the ceiling in trance.

    Ye Feng didn¡¯t want to go out. As soon as he went out, dozens or twenty core disciples would appear, lining up to challenge him.  Sometimes, they don't appear in time, but when Ye Feng squats down and immediately picks up a huge boulder, or just sits cross-legged on the ground, closes his eyes slightly, and starts to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, someone will appear from unknown places, pretending to be pretentious.  He cupped his fists and raised his hands, and said those very familiar words: I am so-and-so, I am ranked in the core disciple rankings, and I am here to challenge you.

    Damn it, are you here to entertain me?

    Ye Feng clenched his fist and then unclenched it.

    In the past thirteen days, there have been a total of sixty-nine core disciples who have challenged Ye Feng, thirty-nine in the morning and thirty-nine in the afternoon. Generally speaking, each person only challenges once a day. After three to five rounds, he will definitely leave.  .  These people take turns to go into battle, and the rest of the time can be used to practice.

    But Ye Feng can¡¯t.

    He can only continue to accept challenges, accept challenges, accept challenges

    ?? Endless, never-ending.

    Today, Ye Feng was finally tired of it.

    Ye Feng has always thought that he is a very patient person, but today, he is still tired and irritable.

    So, he lay on the bed until three o'clock in the morning. It was not until the confused Jiang Yingying brought breakfast to the bedside that he slowly sat up.

    "Ms. sir, what's the matter?Is there something bothering you?  "Jiang Yingying was a little worried.

    "It's nothing." Ye Feng picked up a bowl of porridge and ate it, "Don't worry about me, I'm at home today to plant flowers and plants with you."

    "Really, is it true? My husband is not going to practice today?"

    Speaking of practicing, Ye Feng couldn't help but tighten his grip a little, and a few cracks immediately appeared on the porridge bowl in his hand.

    With his own hard work, he overcomes obstacles, practices all the way, reaches the pinnacle of the supreme power, breaks through the limits, and reaches the legendary realm of immortality - this is Ye Feng's only ideal and goal in this world.  But now, those bastards are destroying and trampling on Ye Feng's ideals. Ye Feng knows very well that they just don't want him to practice in peace.

    As for why, Ye Feng didn¡¯t know.

    Are you afraid that when you become stronger, you will threaten their ranking?

    Or is it other reasons?

    Ye Feng's eyes gradually ignited with the flames of anger.

    Jiang Yingying was very worried and hurriedly snuggled into Ye Feng's arms and whispered: "My husband, are you not happy here? If you are not happy, let's leave. No matter where your husband goes, I will always follow you and stay by your side."  , serve you well.¡±

    Ye Feng felt pity in his heart, calmed down, gently stroked Jiang Yingying's hair, and looked out the window.

    There, there are green mountains and green waters, and hundreds of birds chirping, showing the aura of the ancient sword sect everywhere.

    However, in this beautiful scenery, some people are hiding in the dark, waiting for you quietly. As soon as you leave the house, they will show false smiles and clasp their fists to challenge you.

    Ye Feng thought in his mind: Either, seriously injure someone as punishment.

    But he immediately overturned this idea.

    In terms of attack, due to the Ba Fist Technique and the cold blue water, I am not inferior to them at all. In terms of defense, the cold blue water can condense into ice armor on the body surface. Whether the opponent's fist or weapon touches the ice armor,  It can be frozen within ice crystals.

    I am not afraid of attack or defense at all.

    But the speed is too different.

    You must practice the "Breaking Wind Art" as soon as possible to increase the speed of combat!

    With this thought, Ye Feng regained his confidence, drank a few mouthfuls of rice porridge, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to focus on the harmony between his own energy and the surrounding natural energy.

    "Broken Wind Movement Technique, for every 10% increase in compatibility, the speed can be temporarily increased by 10%. As for how long it can be maintained, it all depends on the proficiency of the skill.

    This practice lasted for two months.

    For two months, Ye Feng focused on practicing the secret of breaking the wind and stayed behind closed doors. He did not see the sun for sixty days in a row.

    I haven¡¯t even seen those core disciples who are as annoying as cockroaches.

    Sixty days of hard practice have yielded certain results.

    The speed is increased by 20%, and the duration is one breath. The interval between two speed increases, that is, the skill cooling time, is one and a half breaths.

    Any type of advanced martial arts is easy to enter but difficult to exit. The deeper it goes, the more difficult it becomes. Just like the Naha Fist Technique, after compressing the energy to the fist surface, it will be difficult to continue to compress it inward.  More difficult.  The same is true for the Breaking Wind Art. After practicing to this level, Ye Feng seemed to have encountered a bottleneck. Every little bit of progress seemed more difficult than all the previous progress and understanding.

    That evening, in the small garden of the house, Ye Feng performed the Wind Breaking Technique, quickly flew around the rockery, returned to the original place, and exhaled a long breath.

    "It's been three days" Ye Feng murmured, "There has been no progress for three consecutive days. It seems that I have to work harder."

    With that said, he sat down on the ground, closed his eyes slightly, and continued to understand the harmony between his own Yuan Power and the natural Yuan Power.

    After practicing for about half an hour, the Tiger Guard suddenly came to report and said: "Brother Ye, someone has spread word outside that the second elder Qiu Yue has invited you to come over."

    "Second Elder Qiu Yue?" Ye Feng opened his eyes and frowned slightly, "This person is in charge of the sect's rules and specializes in punishing core disciples who make mistakes. I have been practicing in the mansion and have not violated the sect's rules. What does he want from me?"
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