(Free to read.) Ye Feng felt a burst of anger in his heart, he had never seen anything like this, as soon as he met indiscriminately, he asked his name and came up to attack.

Move your feet to dodge your opponent's attacks and dodge your body to the side.

The opponent's strength is not low, and even above Ye Feng, he has reached the peak of Jindan, and his fist has evolved into a small mountain, facing him.

Seeing that Ye Feng dodged his attack, Ma Mingjun was very surprised, in his impression, the same level had never met an opponent, but all the monks who were with him were defeated by his own move, and Ye Feng was just a monk who had just advanced to the Jindan stage, and even the realm had not been stabilized, how could he dodge his own attack.

"God King Fist!" Ma Mingjun shouted, punching continuously, forming a huge God King wearing golden armor in front of him, not angry but mighty.

The huge God King's thick arms stretched out and struck Ye Feng with a punch.

The coercion permeated the space, and even the air in front of Ye Feng seemed to be stagnant.

Ye Feng showed an extremely solemn expression, this opponent should not be taken lightly, the Qinglong Academy is indeed the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger, before he had not advanced to the Jindan stage, Ye Feng used the foundation building stage to kill countless Jindan stages.

And now that he has successfully advanced to the Jindan stage, Ye Feng thinks that as long as he becomes a cultivator in the Jindan stage, at least in the same realm, he is absolutely invincible, as long as he does not meet the master of the Yuan Infant Stage, there will be no trouble.

But now facing Ma Mingjun, Ye Feng knew that he was used to smooth sailing, so that he was a little arrogant, and it seemed that he needed to sharpen it a little more.

"Black Tiger Fist!" Ye Feng saw that Ma Mingjun was fighting with his bare hands, and he also gave up the magic weapon, but relied on the strength of his body to fight Ma Mingjun, but what Ye Feng learned was too simple, he had no combat skills, and he had no choice but to take out the Black Tiger Fist that he had learned in the Wanghai faction to meet the enemy.

This is also the most effective means that Ye Feng has mastered.

"Whew!" Faintly, a descending black tiger appeared on Ye Feng's fist, roaring and pounced on Ma Mingjun.

"Boom!" the God King and the Black Tiger collided together, making a loud noise, and the shockwave rushed far away.

Some students from the Qinglong Academy were also attracted by the fight between the two, and watched from afar.

"Who is this kid, who dares to fight with Ma Mingjun under the prince. ”

"Why, you don't know him, that's the most prestigious student who joined this year, Ye Feng, who is known as a crazy ruffian. ”

No wonder, he really deserves to be a crazy ruffian, and he is really crazy enough, and he actually called out to the prince's subordinates, which is not ordinary madness.

"This is still crazy, you don't know, there are still some contradictions between the two, and it is said that the contradictions are caused by Ye Feng. ”

"What's going on, let's hear about it. ”

Everywhere, there will be enthusiastic gossip people.

"It is said that when Ye Feng entered the trial tower for the first time to cultivate, he occupied Ma Mingjun's special cultivation room, Ma Mingjun had long wanted to teach Ye Feng a lesson, this is not the second time that Ye Feng still occupied Ma Mingjun's cultivation room, and was gambled by Ma Mingjun. ”

Someone who knew the reason for the fight between the two, when Ye Feng entered the last cultivation room on the fifth hundred and thirty-first floor at the beginning, Ma Mingjun let out a word, and wanted to teach this bold and reckless guy a hard lesson.

And Ye Feng didn't know all this, he didn't even understand why the monk in front of him attacked him for no reason, so Ye Feng was also very dissatisfied in his heart.

Although the Qinglong Academy does not allow students to fight with each other, if there is a conflict, they can be resolved by the trial ground, but since the monk in front of him has made the first move, he can't be caught with his hands tied, this is not Ye Feng's style, what if the Qinglong Academy has rules, Ye Feng does not take the initiative to destroy, but it does not mean that Ye Feng will abide by it, at least the current situation, Ye Feng will not abide by it.

After a few rounds, Ma Mingjun also put away his contempt, he thought that Ye Feng would be defeated easily, but now it seems that he was wrong, although Ye Feng was only in the early stage of Jindan, his combat effectiveness was not worse than his own at all.

A set of the most humble Black Tiger Fist was displayed in Ye Feng's hands, but it was not inferior to his own God King Fist, this was what Ma Mingjun was most surprised by, the students of the Qinglong Academy all understood the power of the God King Fist, ordinary students were not qualified to cultivate, and they could not even come into contact with it, Ma Mingjun was also stained with the light of the prince before he came into contact with the God King Fist.

And Ye Feng actually used a set of Black Tiger Fists that only martial artists can cultivate to confront the God King Fist, and everyone couldn't believe their eyes.

"Tiger roaring in the mountains and forests!" A fierce tiger of more than ten meters appeared in front of Ye Feng's body and pounced on the God King in front of Ma Mingjun.

Although you have the power of a god-king, my black tiger is not mortal.

Ye Feng saw that he was not inferior, and confidence suddenly came to his heart, and his fists were even more vigorous.

Black Tiger Boxing is about momentum, what you want is to have a king's bearing, the tiger is the king of beasts, and the Black Tiger Boxing is naturally to play the majesty of the king.

And if the monk who casts the Black Tiger Fist loses his momentum, then the Black Tiger Fist will have nothing to show its god, and Ye Feng has gone through countless battles, although he does not have the majesty of a king, but he also has a kind of contempt for the monks of the world, and the Black Tiger Fist is naturally extraordinary.

"Dragon and Tiger Leap!"

"Black Tiger Tail Wagging Tail!"

......

The Black Tiger Fist had already exerted its power to the limit in Ye Feng's hands, and every move carried the momentum of an ancient desolation, like a brute beast from the ancient era, defusing Ma Mingjun's attack, and taking the initiative to attack from time to time.

Ma Mingjun became more and more frightened, most of the battles between monks were based on magic weapons, and few people would choose hand-to-hand combat, the main reason for this was the consumption of aura, and such hand-to-hand combat was the most consuming aura.

And the Black Tiger Fist that Ye Feng used was a momentum that could only be generated by aura, in Ma Mingjun's opinion, if he didn't wait for him to defeat Ye Feng, Ye Feng's aura would not be supplied, so Ma Mingjun had always maintained a certain amount of patience.

But as the battle progressed, Ma Mingjun found that the aura in Ye Feng's body was like a big river, surging endlessly.

Ma Mingjun was a little anxious, and there were already a lot of students gathered around, all watching the excitement or commenting, which made Ma Mingjun a little awkward, as a subordinate of the prince of the Qinglong Academy, and he was two realms higher than Ye Feng in terms of cultivation, but he was forced by Ye Feng step by step, which was simply a smear on the prince's face.

"The God King is on the verge of the border!" Ma Mingjun didn't care about the consequences, forcibly gathered all the spiritual energy, and cast the ultimate killer.

This move of the God King Critical requires extremely strong aura as a consumption, and Ma Mingjun's cultivation cannot be fully mastered, but in the battle with Ye Feng, Ye Feng stimulated his potential, and he actually evolved the God King Critical Realm, which had never been able to be used.

With ecstasy on his face, Ma Mingjun's self-confidence burst instantly.

The golden-armored god king was like a giant god in the immortal realm, without a trace of emotion, just a strong battle intent in his eyes.

Golden fists slammed out from the sky and slammed down on the roaring black tiger.

Ma Mingjun had even seen in advance that his God King would crush Ye Feng's black tiger into powder with one punch, and then Ye Feng would fly out upside down, and he would have to peel off his skin if he didn't die.

Ye Feng naturally felt the aura on the other side, and there was a burst of surprise in his eyes, this kind of combat skill was really strong.

Knowing that his Black Tiger Fist will definitely not be able to compete with it, but Ye Feng is not pedantic, he will not choose to be tough with his opponent because of face problems, he knows where his strengths are, and he still uses magic weapons to be happy.

"Hum!" The space trembled, and Ye Feng's hand had an extra broken knife that looked dull, and the black rust showed that this broken knife could be destroyed at any time.

Isn't it just a god king evolved by a monk in the Jindan period, the dragon slaying knife in Lao Tzu's hand has even killed the real divine dragon, and he will still care about this.

Ye Feng clenched the dragon slaying knife in his hand and struggled to slash at the God King.

The murderous aura filled the entire space, and countless slashed figures flashed in the sword light, including human monks and high-level spirit beasts, and even two divine dragons circling up.

"Poof!" was just a slight sound, but it was clearly heard in everyone's ears.

"Ahh

The evolved God King disappeared without a trace with the Dragon Slaying Knife, as if it had never appeared, and not even a trace of aura fluctuations remained.

"What, it turned out to be Ma Mingjun's defeat!" The students who watched the excitement couldn't believe the situation in front of them, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would definitely not believe that all this was true.

"The crazy ruffian is really powerful!" one student shouted.

"Cut, Ma Mingjun fought against him with his fists, and this guy didn't pay attention to it at all, he actually relied on magic weapons to win, it's too despicable. "There are students who don't want Ye Feng to do, the magic weapon against the body, of course, the magic weapon has more advantages.

"Haha, this is a crazy ruffian, if you play cards according to the rules, then Ye Feng is not a crazy ruffian, but don't forget, people can't help but be crazy and ruffian. Some students also expressed support for Ye Feng's approach.

Ye Feng looked around and knew what to say.

"Why, is it natural for a monk at the peak of Jindan to kill a monk who has just advanced to the Jindan stage, and my use of magic weapons is not in accordance with the rules, what bullshit logic. Ye Feng didn't pay attention to these people's opinions, he was as crazy as ever.

"Anyway, because you can't get along with me, I don't believe you're looking for me to have a discussion. Ye Feng put away the dragon slaying knife and asked Ma Mingjun, who was staring at the ground.

"Boy, don't be complacent, you must know that I am the prince's person, and beating me is an extremely serious consequence. Ma Mingjun looked at Ye Feng viciously, feeling quite unwilling in his heart, it was the first time he had received such humiliation in Qinglong Academy, being injured was a trivial matter, and losing face was a major matter.