Crush the arrogant and domineering air

  The five elders heard Liu Feng's words and turned their heads to Yifeng, waiting for his response. Having waited for Yifeng for so long, they just wanted to make this duel the opening of the descent ceremony.

  Yi Feng, who knew that this battle was inevitable, lightly plucked at Tan Yi's sleeve and stood up with a calm demeanor, saying nonchalantly, "In that case, let us fight."

  This sentence suddenly focused everyone's attention on Yi Feng and Liu Feng, each of whom was holding their breath in anticipation, clearly very enthusiastic about the upcoming duel between the two disciples who could enter the Holy Land.

  Tai's poetry, Dai'er, rotated her cunning eyes, fixed on Yu Feng's body. Her beautiful eyes had a hint of expectation and a hint of fear. The contradictory face that was both elegant and charming made the man standing next to her feel dizzy. His eyes were filled with infatuation.

  The old man looked at Yifeng with a strange gaze, he didn't expect Yifeng to agree so readily. In his plan, Yifeng should have first cried and complained, then negotiated a bunch of conditions that were beneficial to himself before reluctantly taking the stage slowly.

  "Yī Fēng, are you certain you want to duel with Liú Fēng that kid?" The martial elder beside him also looked at Yī Fēng with great curiosity. He was very clear about the orders his older brother had given. Not allowing Yī Fēng to use the poisonous techniques he had taught him, Yī Fēng would undoubtedly lose.

  Hou Yi rolled his eyes, aren't you asking a useless question, is there still room for choice?!

  Yi Feng ignored the five elders, his figure fluttering away like a leaf drifting down with the wind, exuding an indescribable elegance. Matching his long hair that had not been tidied for a long time, he had a somewhat extraordinary and otherworldly appearance, causing the few female disciples who were looking on to be smitten.

  "Hmm..."

  Liu Feng let out a cold snort, gazing at Yi Feng with an icy stare. He looked down on Yi Feng's pretentious and arrogant attitude.

  Jealousy!

  Yi Feng heard Liu Feng's humming, the first word that came to his mind, and then looked at Liu Feng with disdain: "With someone as handsome and awesome as me, it's normal for you to be jealous. Who told me I'm so good-looking?"

  The two people standing facing each other instantly attracted everyone's attention. The elder, although puzzled by Feng's behavior, looked at the fervent gaze of the crowd and didn't say anything else, directly announcing the start of the duel.

  "This battle is a decisive duel. I hope you two will remember it for me." The elder's words were directed at both of them, but his gaze was fixed firmly on Yifeng, and he really didn't dare to believe in Yifeng's character.

  Yi Feng He Yi gave the Great Elder a look: "Come on, someone as noble as you would use such despicable means?"

  "Hey, are you ready? If you're ready, Ben Shao will take action. Ben Shao is a very chivalrous person."

  Yi Feng looked at Liu Feng, pretending to be a gentlemanly reminder, and heard the whispers below, what kind of person Yi Feng is, they knew it in their hearts.

  Liu Feng didn't think much and threw a punch at Yi Feng. This punch, Liu Feng didn't use much strength.

  "Cough... It's shameful to launch a sneak attack." Yī Fēng shook his head and dodged the punch, letting out a sigh as he looked at Liú Fēng with great disappointment.

  Pfft! If I were to launch a sneak attack, would my strength be so weak?!

  Maple's face turned red with rage as he cursed the shameless bastard, his fists clenched tightly. A green aura burst forth from his fists, swirling rapidly as it emitted a series of sharp whistling sounds. The green light flashed like a snake spitting out its tongue, continuously shooting outwards. The surrounding air was also wrapped up, forming small whirlwinds.

  Releasing aura outward, this is something that only a master can do. The low-ranking disciples, although they had already understood it in their hearts, couldn't help but feel envious as they gazed at the continuously extending aura.

  The overbearing fist swept through the void, and the shocking aura shook the void, making a slight rumbling sound. The air around seemed to retreat from the enemy, striking out to both sides of the fist. In this situation, it was as if a path appeared in the void, and the air seemed to slide open like water being pushed aside.

  The disciples below saw this scene, one by one with their mouths agape. Although they and the master were only one level apart, they had not expected that the master would be so formidable, fundamentally not on the same level as themselves. No wonder, rumors spread on the streets, stepping into the master's level is like stepping into the gate of the strong.

  A fist came with a fierce momentum, causing Yi Feng's eyes to slightly condense. As someone at the master level, he naturally understood how strong a master was. Although he looked down on Liu Feng on the surface, in his heart, he also knew that Liu Feng was a powerful enemy, even if he himself had already reached the master level. However, he didn't have 100% confidence in winning this battle, and it would be a fierce fight.

  In the blink of an eye, a fist arrived. Yi Feng retracted all his thoughts from the bottom of his heart, and the fighting spirit burst out from his body. Compared to Liu Feng's overbearing and majestic aura, Yi Feng's aura was simply unnoticeable.

  "Cut..."

  A dull and unimpressive punch from Liú Fēng was met with a chorus of boos from the audience. This lackluster punch, how could it possibly be a match for Liú Fēng?

  At that moment, one by one, the most mysterious disciples of the Holy Land sneered at him. It turned out that Yifeng was just a paper tiger. We thought he was so strong?

  "Bang..."

  A loud crash rang out, and the two of them parted as soon as they touched. Two powerful forces swept away all the air in the center, unleashing a fierce gust that stirred up small whirlwinds, sending the clothes of the two people standing in the arena fluttering open. On the contrary, the spot where they had just collided was extremely calm, without any ripples at all.

  The scene was silent, with everyone staring blankly at the palm of Yifeng's hand, which had already relaxed its fist: How could that punch without any momentum withstand the almost majestic punch from Liu Feng?!

  "Have you reached master level?"

  Several astonished voices came out of the mouths of Shidai'er and the five elders, that one punch had given them a fact they didn't dare to believe.

  Yi Feng, unexpectedly really reached the level of a master within a year!

  The five elders looked at each other, and they saw the shock in each other's eyes. Although Ling Shen was unpredictable and Yi Feng had a foundation of a master level, although Yi Feng's talent was indeed outstanding. But, to reach the master level within a year, was this really true? The great elder seemed to have some doubts, whether Yi Feng's meridians were truly remolded or not. To reach the master level in just one year, this was almost an impossible miracle.

  The five elders died and calculated that they also thought that Yi Feng would reach the ninth rank of Shi within a year. The master level, this heavenly chasm, is not so easy to break through.

  "Sorry, I made it." Yi Feng smiled slightly, his light tone shattered the faint luck of the five elders. They looked at each other in silence.

  The Great Elder even had the idea of dissecting Yi Feng to study him. He had originally calculated that Yi Feng would not be able to reach the level of a master within a year, and that he would definitely lose in a battle against Liu Feng. This way, he could also strike down Yi Feng's arrogant momentum, so that he wouldn't always have an air of superiority, thinking he was number one while others were number two.

  However, this plan failed. If Yifeng won this battle, it's unknown how arrogant he would become. Yifeng was cultivated as a Holy Land disciple by himself, and if he still behaved like this outside, without him being around to protect him, wouldn't he have been eliminated already?!

  Thinking of this, Da Zhang Lao pinned all his hopes on Liu Feng, hoping that he could defeat Yu Feng.