C12 Who is the trash!

The trash who had crippled his dantian was sent flying by a single punch. Furthermore, the martial skill he used was the lowest form of the Wave Rush Fist. It was a martial skill that any martial artist could train in.

Even if a ninth level Qi Refining martial artist could only hit a maximum of five thousand pounds, but Ye Feng's punch was at least six thousand pounds!

"He's shouting trash one after another. I don't know who's the true trash, but it's laughable that he couldn't even receive a single punch." Ye Feng turned his head to look at Ye Kaihe, and said sarcastically.

At the moment Ye Xing was sent flying, everyone in the Ye family was startled, seeing this scene and lost in thought and shock.

Ye Kaihe was furious. He got up and rushed over to Ye Xing's side.

Ye Xing had long since stopped breathing. The fist imprint on his chest was extremely sinister.

"No!"

"Ye Feng, you are courting death!" Ye Kaihe's eyes were bloodshot as he rushed towards Ye Feng.

The coercion of the first stage of the Natal Opening Realm covered the sky and covered the earth, and instantly pressed Ye Feng to the ground. A strong sense of death assaulted his heart.

"Ye Kaihe, you are too presumptuous!"

Following that, a stern shout resounded through the entire arena.

The aura of death in Ye Feng's heart had completely dissipated, and the imposing aura that was emitting from his body had also disappeared. He raised his head and saw Ye Wentian standing in front of him, blocking a fist attack from Ye Kaihe.

"Scram!"

Ye Wentian's aura exploded and he was immediately blown out of the arena.

"The fists and feet on the arena are blind. If one is beaten to death, one can only blame his own strength for being lacking. The Great Elder attacking the Young Patriarch will punish him by keeping him locked up for half a year and will not be able to ask about clan matters."

"Men, bring Great Elder back to calm down."

Ye Wentian and a few other elders brought Ye Kaihe along as they left the place.

The entire audience was astounded.

The elders stood up and left the hall one after another.

This was because the purpose of the Family Competition had already been completed and there was no longer any need to stay.

"I bid you farewell, Elder." Ye Qin Tian cupped his fists and said.

"Qin Tian, as the head of the family, your cultivation rose to another level and you've set an example. I believe that under your lead, the Ye family will be even more glorious." An elder smiled faintly and left the venue.

"Thank you, Second Master."

The elder's words were undoubtedly telling him that it was up to him to decide who was the leader of the Ye family.

"Feng'er, are you okay?"

Ye Feng shook his head: "Nothing."

...

After returning to the Ye Family mansion, Ye Feng started to train for three hours a day.

Defeating a Qi Disciple level 8 Ye Xing was not something to be proud of.

This was because his cultivation was already at the sixth level of Qi Refining. Coupled with the Purple God's Eye, if he couldn't even defeat Ye Xing, then he would truly be a ghost.

Cultivating without time, it was hard for a martial artist to notice the passing of time while training.

Some warriors would go into closed-door training for several years or even dozens of years at a time. Ye Feng was obsessed with practicing and practicing martial arts every day.

Ten days later.

"Feng'er, I have something that I want to discuss with you." Ye Wentian found Ye Feng and said.

Ye Feng saw that Ye Qintian was bashful and embarrassed, he smiled and said: "What is it, Father will just say it directly, a shy person is not suitable for you."

"People?" Ye Wentian was puzzled.

Ye Feng suddenly remembered that this was a foreign world, and they could not understand some modern words.

"It's nothing, father can do whatever you want."

"Your father told you about a marriage outside. The woman's condition is very good, and her family is several times stronger than mine, but …"

As he said this, Ye Qintian revealed an ugly expression.

"But what?" After all, this was related to the identity of his future wife. In his previous life, he was a virgin and had never held a girl's hand before.

Now that he had a fiancee, it was only natural.

"However, that girl is a bit arrogant. She might look down on you." He knew that his son's personality was also arrogant, so he reckoned that the two of them might not be able to reunite.