C9 Farewell

The first exchange, tied.

The second move, Zhang Fan retreated and vomited blood. Ye Feng was fine.

This change was truly shocking.

Everyone found that the situation was developing in another direction, and Ye Feng's cultivation level was indeed not as good as Zhang Fan's. However, the realm wasn't just one person's overall strength. The stronger one was, the more true essence one would have.

However, overall strength encompassed other areas, such as the most important battle style. It was quite important. As for combat strategy, it was related to individual experience.

Zhang Fan's battle experience, just as Li Xian'er thought, was not enough. He had a little brother who ruled over everything, and he did not need to do anything. He was like a flower in a greenhouse, someone who had never experienced hardships before. And when he practiced at home, he knew that the ultimate power of the Nine Revolutions Iron Fist was much stronger than the Seven Layered Waves.

However, he had never thought that if his opponent could directly injure him before the first three moves, then wouldn't he be unable to unleash his next attacks?

He did not think about all these, but only a person like Ye Feng, who only made one move every day, could be so fast. Actually, Zhang Fan's Nine Revolutions Iron Fist could be completed in three seconds.

However, he had no choice but to wait for a fast fighter like Ye Feng to use three moves a second ago to suppress him. He could only sigh.

He spat out two mouthfuls of blood, feeling better. Seeing Ye Feng standing there silently, he was furious. He felt that this man was the nemesis of his two brothers. Jie had been ruined by him, and now his reputation had been ruined. How could he bear with such anger?

Zhang Fan decided to continue his attack.

He stepped away and used his movement technique. He was already injured, but his speed was not bad. He suddenly rushed to the left side of Ye Feng, raised his fist and punched.

On the contrary, Ye Feng was unable to grasp his speed. He could only see a blur in front of him, and a fist flying towards him.

However, his speed had made up for his deficiencies. He punched out, and with a bang, each of them took a step back. Zhang Fan was injured and was unable to use his full strength to attack. His strength was not as strong as it was when it was strong; Ye Feng was weaker.

Another draw.

However, Zhang Fan also realized that Ye Feng's reaction was not that fast. Moreover, this person used one move back and forth, directly punching out. It was as if he hadn't learned any other moves, and he hadn't even learned any movement techniques.

Zhang Fan was overjoyed. Using his fast movement technique, he constantly moved beside Ye Feng, sometimes in front, sometimes behind. His actions were no longer as urgent as before, but the effects were much better.

Ye Feng was a little dazzled by his actions, and immediately started to panic. He had also trained in the Divine Leg Runes and was mainly used to increase his speed. However, he was used to increase his stability and did not use it in movement techniques.

At this time, facing the cunning Zhang Fan, in a short time, he could not find a good method.

On the contrary, he was worried. He accidentally got hit by Zhang Fan's fist and suffered a small injury.

The situation had escalated to this point.

The people of Silan City started to worry about Ye Feng.

It seemed like Zhang Fan was still a bit more powerful, after using his movement technique, he suddenly returned to the state of being in the leading battle.

Some people who supported Ye Feng secretly cursed Zhang Fan's shamelessness. Others stood there without moving, but he could not win, and instead used his movement technique. However, movement techniques were still not a part of a cultivator's strength. So, they didn't say much and only felt pity for Ye Feng. If this continued, he would definitely lose.

"What should we do? If we can't keep up with his speed and can't see his movements clearly, we'll definitely lose as time passes! " Ye Feng was hit and calmed down, but the situation did not change instantly.

Li Xian'er frowned and was secretly worried. She knew that Ye Feng was a talent that could be created, but he was born into an unorthodox background and had not received any pointers from a master.

"Not good, he won't be able to hold on for long!" Li Xian'er said.

Inwardly, he regretted it. Previously, he had already decided to fight in half a year. For Ye Feng, three months of time was still too short. However, the battle had already begun, and now even if he regretted, it would be useless.

Ye Feng had almost been hit several times. Although he had put a lot of thought into it, the situation was not good.

He reminded himself that he had to remain calm. He took a deep breath and analyzed the situation. The most important thing was that he couldn't see the other party's movements. His reaction was delayed by half a beat. If this carried on, it would definitely not work.

"It would be best if we could know his movements!" When Ye Feng saw his weakest point, he thought that he would not be able to keep up.

But with his own eyes, he would definitely not be able to see the other's speed.

If only he could borrow other eyes to watch.

Suddenly, Ye Feng seemed to have thought of a good idea. He felt two small birds flying into his control and immediately saw the hope of victory.

Seeing Ye Feng in such a situation, Zhang Fan could still find the time to smile, and sneered in his heart, "You will be the one to be killed soon." He moved his body and charged forward.

But strangely, at this time, Ye Feng closed his eyes and did not look at the enemy at all.

"What, what is Ye Feng doing?"

"Close your eyes, don't tell me you want to hear the sound of the wind and see Zhang Fan's movements clearly?"

"How is that possible? This is not something an ordinary person can do!"

"Ye Feng is not an ordinary person, he might be able to do it!"

The youths of the West Mist City suddenly started to discuss and come up with a reasonable explanation. They believed that Ye Feng wanted to hear through his ears the direction of Zhang Fan's attack.

Li Xian'er frowned. From the sound of the wind, she was able to discern the opponent's movements. This was impossible, the speed of the wind was extremely fast. She knew that Ye Feng was not a reckless person, but she did not know what he wanted to do.

Actually, Ye Feng was afraid that his eyes would disturb him. If he couldn't see clearly, perhaps he would feel flustered and flustered. And now, he was controlling the birds, watching Zhang Fan's attack through their eyes. Although his reaction was not as sharp as his eyes, it was still better than passively taking a beating.

Suddenly, the bird saw Zhang Fan rushing to its left. Ye Feng already had a plan. When the fist came close, he suddenly punched it.

Bang, Zhang Fan received the attack, but he was fine, while Ye Feng kept retreating, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

He was shocked, thinking that he had gone silly. From the bird's eyes, he needed some time to react. When he punched, it was only as if he had hit it. Zhang Fan had already attacked, so he would naturally be injured. He remembered that he should react faster.

However, the others were still shocked.

He really did close his eyes and then caught Zhang Fan's move.

Although it looked like his injuries were getting worse, it was much better than being beaten up without doing anything, right?

Li Xian'er didn't believe that someone would be able to discern the opponent's attack through the sound of the wind. When an expert attacked, it was even more unrealistic. The speed of an expert was much faster than the speed of sound. To use such a move was equivalent to courting death.

She couldn't help but look around. Could it be that Ye Feng really had a hidden master secretly using a sound transmission to help him point out directions? After looking around, he realized that there was no one strange at all.

He raised his head and saw two flying birds circling in the air. They didn't leave for a long time, but he didn't think too much about it.

Li Xian'er couldn't figure out what had happened.

As for the others, they were even more confused. However, they all admired this ability.

Zhang Fan was a bit surprised, but seeing that Ye Feng was simply unable to block his attack, he was immediately overjoyed. As long as this goes on, he will be able to beat Ye Feng a few more times, won't he? A person's endurance is limited, he did not believe that Ye Feng would be able to withstand a single blow!

Thinking of this, he decided to keep attacking.

In a split-second, he dashed to the back of Ye Feng, throwing another punch directly at him.

Everyone was worried about Ye Feng. They were afraid that he could no longer be injured.

But surprisingly, before Zhang Fan's fist even came close, Ye Feng already quickly turned around and fiercely threw out a punch with the rune. After the clash, Zhang Fan retreated, but Ye Feng was fine.

The situation changed again.

Ye Feng blocked Zhang Fan's attack, which made people even more confused. How did he do it? Everyone was filled with curiosity.

Zhang Fan, continued to try a few more times, but before his fist could hit, it was already met with Ye Feng, who had long since been ready to attack. He had already adapted to the bird's eyes, and was instead waiting for Zhang Fan to come over.

Zhang Fan was originally injured, but after being hit a few times, his body could no longer take it. With a stagger, he fell to the ground.

When Fatty and the others saw that Zhang Jie's elder brother was so heavily injured, they also sent out a few more people like last time to the Zhang Family to ask for help. As for him, he obediently stayed by Zhang Fan's side and carefully took care of him.

Zhang Fan, with great difficulty, turned his body around and looked at Ye Feng with a puzzled expression, as if he was asking how Ye Feng was able to see through his attack.

Ye Feng only smiled faintly, did the victor need to explain himself like the loser?

After the end of the battle, the rest of the participants went completely crazy with joy. They were all cheering for Ye Feng's victory, and some of the younger generation members were even more so shouting out loud.

From their point of view, Ye Feng's strength was enough to vent their anger.

They did not like the people of the Zhang Clan.

"Ye Feng, do you have a master?"

A young girl asked with a red face. This was also a question that everyone wanted to know about. She mustered her courage and finally said it out loud.

"I guess so!" Ye Feng brightly smiled and replied.

Some of the young girls were completely enchanted by his smile, as it was as brilliant as the noon sun.

They were filled with admiration towards Ye Feng.

But when he reacted, he saw that Ye Feng had already turned around and waved his hands to the back, gesturing to say his goodbyes.

As he spoke to Li Xian'er, he walked into the distance.

The girls were heartbroken when they saw this. However, if they thought about it carefully, it was likely that only Li Xian'er could match up to Ye Feng. The others all felt that they were lacking.

Li Xian'er, who didn't know why, suddenly raised her head and saw that the bird had already disappeared.