C180 You are the fisherman!

You're a fisherman!

The array glyphs went silent. Even the cultivators that were fighting stopped and looked at Ye Feng.

Was this even a Foundation Establishment cultivator? Fighting one against six and completely annihilating his opponents? This was not only a manifestation of his strength, but also the manifestation of his individual intelligence. All the cultivators inside the rune array had looks of admiration on their faces.

If he hadn't suffered such an injury, perhaps the person who would appear at the end of the group would be Ye Feng, and right now, although Ye Feng had yet to be out of the array, it was obvious that Ye Feng had lost the power to fight back.

"Ye Feng, I'll send you on your way. After you go out, you should take care of your injuries." One of the cultivators saw that Ye Feng had lost his fighting strength and wanted to take advantage of the situation to rush towards Ye Feng.

"Shameless bastard, where are you going?" Before he arrived in front of Ye Feng, a cultivator had already stopped him.

"Taking advantage of someone when they are in danger, you still have the nerve to do so." The one who stopped the cultivators from making a move was a disciple of the Heaven Viewing Pavilion, Mo Men.

Mo Men pointed his finger at his opponent, "Ye Feng is heavily injured, yet you actually want to shamelessly launch a sneak attack.

As he spoke, he sent a sharp killing intent straight towards his opponent.

His opponent's cultivation was only at the Building Foundation Peak, and although he had some confidence while dealing with the heavily injured Ye Feng, he could do nothing in the face of aurous stage cultivator. Not everyone was called Crazy Ruffian.

Just one move and he was sent flying out of the array by Mo Men.

Mo Men struck his opponent, and his heroic spirit rose, "Come, let go of this battle today."

His body let out a buzzing sound as he ran towards the remaining ten or so cultivators.

The talisman formation that Ye Feng was in had the fastest battle. In less than half a day, there were only a dozen cultivators left. It seemed that it wouldn't even take a full day to decide on the final quota.

And in this array, the one with the highest cultivation was the two aurous stage cultivator. It seemed that the final quota would be created among them.

If Ye Feng's body was in good condition, perhaps he could still have a chance. But at this time, Ye Feng's eyes were tightly shut, his face was pale, and his body was in a meditative posture.

The wounds on their backs had already stopped bleeding, but everyone knew that with this degree of injury, it would be impossible to recover without a few months of rest. Therefore, everyone directly drew Ye Feng out of their range.

And after the scene just now, no one dared to attack Ye Feng anymore. In fact, these people also understood that even if Ye Feng was kicked out of the array, it would not help them at all.

The two aurous stage cultivator suddenly displayed their might, as if two hungry tigers had met a group of fat sheep, and were charging in different directions in the crowd, causing the array glyphs to crumble.

After less than two hours, only two cultivators of the aurine stage remained within the formation. The other cultivators had successfully stood outside the formation and became spectators.

"Heaven Viewing Pavilion, Mo Men!" Mo Men cupped his fists at his opponent.

"Black Fiend School, Wu Hao!"

The two of them reported their names to each other and started battling.

The situation in front of their eyes was very clear. No matter who it was, as long as they defeated their opponent, they would become a student of the Azure Dragon School.

For a time, the magic treasures within the talisman formation flew about, causing strong gales to dance about. The talisman formation even had traces of damage done to the space within it.

It would seem that the two of them had held back their strength in the previous battle and were preparing for the final battle. Only at the last moment did they reveal their strength. It turned out that they were not very good people either.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the two of them. Both of them had the same level of cultivation and were considered equal in terms of strength.

Because this group was the first group to have a showdown, the cultivators that were eliminated all focused their gazes here, wanting to see who the first cultivator would be.

The chief examiner was also paying attention, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a strange phenomenon. Ye Feng, who was inside the array, wasn't affected at all by the two's attacks.

The intensity of the battle between these two caused the space of the array glyphs to be almost distorted. Ye Feng's clothes didn't even flutter and his entire body was like a statue, firmly immobilized on the ground.

The main examiner carefully looked at it and revealed an interesting smile. It seemed that the situation inside the array wasn't like what he had seen with his eyes. Perhaps this was the result of something else.

Due to time constraints, they were not allowed to attack or defend. As they continued to fight, they exceeded the time limit and both of them would lose the qualifications that they had obtained with great difficulty.

Thus, when they attacked, almost all of them gave up on defense and focused on attacking. It all depended on who had the more powerful and varied attacking skills.

"Bam!" Mo Men's shoulder took a hit from Wu Hao, but took the opportunity to get close to Wu Hao's body, and punched Wu Hao in the chest.

One of his arms drooped down, but this did not affect Mo Men's final victory. A punch sent Wu Hao flying far away, and Mo Men followed up with another kick, kicking Wu Hao's leg.

Wu Hao groaned, and his body flew out of the array barrier.

Wu Hao rolled on the ground a few times, then stood up in a sorry state. Although he did not receive too serious of an injury, he had lost the qualifications to advance, and Mo Men had become the final victor even after losing an arm. Wu Hao was extremely furious, he was too concerned that his body was not injured.

Seeing that had been kicked flying, Mo Men immediately relaxed. After being prepared for so many years, he finally got his wish today. Only after experiencing it would he understand.

He was about to walk out of the defensive barrier and wait for the chief examiner to announce his victory.

Suddenly, a voice sounded from behind Mo Men, "Brother Mo, if you walk out like that, the final victor would probably be me."

Mo Men turned his body, and the one who spoke was Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, you don't want to give up at this time. Do you want to fight with me? I respect you for being a man, so I won't make things difficult for you today." Mo Men was confident of victory, and did not care about Ye Feng.

"Hahaha, Brother Mo, I also respect you. Otherwise, you would have left a long time ago." Ye Feng's face was still pale, but the injuries on his body were no longer bleeding, and he could still stand and look straight into Mo Men's eyes.

"What, are you really not giving up?" Mo Men was also a little angry. If Ye Feng persisted, he might as well kick him out of the array.

"Brother Mo, watch carefully." With that, Ye Feng took out a white jade bottle.

It was a very ordinary jade bottle. If this jade bottle was left on the road, none of the ten cultivators would be willing to stop to pick it up.

Ye Feng opened the bottle stopper and a terrible stench emanated from it. However, Ye Feng did not care and poured the liquid into his palm and smeared it on the wound on his back.

A miracle had happened. The bone-deep wounds on Ye Feng's back instantly healed, revealing his white and smooth skin. Not even a single scar could be seen.

What kind of medicine was this?

Everyone was stunned. They had seen miracle medicines before, but they had never seen such an effect medicine. Mo Men stared blankly, not daring to believe what was happening right in front of his eyes.

"Brother Mo, do you think that we still have a chance at victory this time?" Ye Feng said with a smile.

"Hmm?" Mo Men was startled for a moment, then reacted, his face had turned ugly. He was just standing up for Ye Feng previously, he did not expect that guy to have such an elixir and not use it. He was enduring pain like a fisherman, this was too sinister.

"Ye Feng, do you think you can defeat me after recovering from your injuries? How much spiritual energy do you have left in your body? I'm afraid he won't even be able to take a single blow from me. " Mo Men's face reddened. He had been shocked by Ye Feng's spirit medicine, so what was there to be afraid of?

"Hahaha, Brother Mo, I've just given you a fair opportunity to stand up for me and let you see what it is." As he said this, a stack of symbol papers appeared in Ye Feng's palm.

The waves of spirit energy caused Mo Men to be moved.

All of the cultivators outside the array glyphs stared at Ye Feng. This scene was too dramatic, turning the tables at the critical moment. This scene was too exciting.

The main examiner nodded again and again. It seemed like he really didn't misjudge Ye Feng. This guy was too scheming. At such a young age, he still had so many magical treasures and elixirs on him, making people look at him in another light.

Everyone was looking forward to the miracle that the talisman in Ye Feng's hand would appear again.

Ye Feng also did not let these people down. His fingers repeatedly crushed the spell paper and rays of light flashed. Ye Feng's pale face instantly turned red and his body stood straight.

There were still some traces of blood on his clothes. It was obvious that his injuries were still severe. He was clearly in good condition.

"High level Qi Gathering Symbol!" When his cultivation reached Mo Men's level, he did not need any Qi Gathering Symbol to replenish his consumed spirit energy. Under normal circumstances, as long as he rested for a bit, he would recover, so generally speaking, aurine stage experts would all give up on the Qi Gathering Symbol.

But Ye Feng was different. As a Painter, the thing he lacked the least was talisman, and this Qi Gathering Symbol had been improved by Ye Feng, so it was unknown how much stronger it was compared to the original Qi Gathering Symbol.

With the several Qi Gathering Symbol s exerting force on his body, Ye Feng's current condition was no different from when he had first entered the array.

No one had expected such a scene to occur. It was truly splendid beyond compare.

Mo Men's face ashened. He had been played around by Ye Feng, who was standing up for him just a moment ago, and now, he had become Ye Feng's opponent. This seemingly loyal fellow's ability to scheme was not small at all.

But how would Mo Men give up so easily? He raised his arm that was not injured, "Ye Feng, come, let me see your true strength. I hope you will not disappoint me."

Ye Feng smiled and did something that no one expected.

Ye Zichen casually threw it out. "This is the spirit medicine I used to recover from my injuries. If you're not afraid of me framing you, then smear it on the injured area and it will be done immediately."

Ye Feng's eyes were extremely clear, without any trace of cunning.

Mo Men was very suspicious. He didn't understand Ye Feng's actions, but deep in his heart, Mo Men still believed that Ye Feng's spirit medicine wouldn't be poison.

After hesitating for a moment, Mo Men rubbed the repair fluid that was emitting an extremely disgusting smell onto his injured shoulder.

No one could hear what Ye Feng said, but they saw him throw a jade bottle to Mo Men.

Everyone was looking forward to see how Mo Men would react after smearing the same type of spirit medicine as Ye Feng.