Sky War God

0The rebound force created by the shattering of the bell and drum was truly terrifying. Ye Feng's body couldn't help but tremble. He exerted all of his strength to defend himself.    

    

The apocalyptic storm gradually faded away. A strange glow surrounded Ye Feng's body, but he wasn't affected by the force at all.    

    

Zhou Fan, who was not far away, wasn't so lucky. Perhaps he was shocked by Ye Feng's seventh bell, but Zhou Fan didn't resist the rebound force of Destruction that was released when the bell shattered.    

    

At this moment, his clothes were in tatters, and there were traces of bloody scar on his clothes. He looked extremely miserable. If it wasn't for his formidable strength, he would have been devoured by the rebound force a long time ago.    

    

Silence filled the atmosphere. It was as if everything had stopped at that moment. The crowd was staring blankly at white-clothed youth, who was standing proudly on the high platform. They couldn't say anything for a short period of time.    

    

Just a moment ago, a young man of the sixth level of the Divine Martial realm who had been ridiculed by them had played the seventh drum. This was the record that Ares had created thousands of years ago.    

    

This record had always been a dream that many young men in Saint God Sect pursued, but no one had been able to break this dream after so many years.    

    

Until today, this dream had been broken by a young man who had just joined the Saint God Sect.    

    

He only had a cultivation base of 60% of the Divine Martial Realm, but his strength had reached a horrifying level. Previously, when he was playing the Six Directional Bell Drum, this young man had used his pure physical strength to play it.    

    

At the seventh bell drum, the young man no longer used his physical strength. He released all the other attributes of his body. Not only did he play the seventh bell drum, but because his attack was too powerful, the seventh bell drum actually exploded under his terrifying Fist Light!    

    

It could be seen how powerful the Fist Light unleashed by this young man was. It was probably even stronger than Ares from thousands of years ago!    

    

"How is this possible? How is this possible?"    

    

An unbelievable voice broke the silence of the scene. Most of the people on the scene woke up from their shock.    

    

Each of them had a trembling expression on their faces. They looked at Ye Feng who was standing on the tall platform, and their eyes sparkled with an unbelievable light.    

    

Before this, who would have thought that such a sixth level Divine Martial youth would actually be able to break the record of Ares's bombardment, which had been silent for thousands of years?    

    

Zhou Fan's eyes sparkled. His expression was incomparably ugly. At this moment, he looked extremely miserable, and he wished that he could find a hole and hide in it.    

    

Below the tall platform, Chen Chuhan, Liu Shiyun, Zuo Tao and the other Top Genius's figures all had different expressions on their faces. However, the shock in their hearts had already reached its peak. They could only feel their bodies constantly trembling, and for a moment, they did not know what to say.    

    

Ye Feng's eyes were deep. He stood proudly on the tall platform, and his eyes swept across the crowd below. He no longer paid any attention to the miserable Zhou Fan, and flew down from the tall platform.    

    

"Big brother, powerful!"    

    

At this moment, both Liu Xing and He Zijian had very interesting expressions on their faces. They looked at Ye Feng with a faint smile on their faces, feeling happy for Ye Feng.    

    

Ye Feng did not choose to attack the eighth drum. He knew that he had just arrived. If it wasn't for Liu Xing, he might not have attacked the drum on the stage.    

    

Therefore, he didn't want to be too dazzling. If he could successfully attack the eighth bell drum, it would mean that he had broken the Saint God Sect's faith for thousands of years. He didn't want to do this, and he didn't want to become someone else's faith. He was him.    

    

Everyone's eyes were still focused on Ye Feng, and the shock in their hearts had yet to subside.    

    

"Second brother, how are your injuries?"    

    

Ye Feng naturally ignored the gazes of the others and asked Liu Xing.    

    

"Brother He, heal me. I'm fine now!"    

    

Liu Xing smiled and nodded at Ye Feng. He had been injured by Zhou Fan's light beam before, but it wasn't that serious.    

    

"I never thought that this brother's strength would be so extraordinary. It's funny that Chen Chuhan has eyes but failed to see."    

    

At this moment, a young man didn't come before Ye Feng. His eyes were full of vigor as he spoke to Ye Feng, "Brother, your strength has impressed me, but I wonder how your actual combat strength is. Would you like to let us experience it?"    

    

The young man who spoke was also the Top Genius who would represent the Saint God Sect to enter the Secret Mansion of Heaven in a few days' time.    

    

His name was Yao Jie, a Divine Martial Peak Stage. He had comprehended two types of power at the late stage of the Atman realm, and had awakened two Green Rank Battle Spirit. Both of his innate abilities and combat strength were extremely powerful amongst those at the same cultivation level.    

    

As soon as Yao Jie said those words, everyone's eyes froze. Although Yao Jie's words were extremely polite, everyone present was extremely smart, so they could naturally hear the hidden meaning behind his words.    

    

The sound of the bell and drum was very one-sided. It could only test the physical strength of a cultivator and the strength of their understanding of force. It could not represent the true combat strength of a cultivator.    

    

The reason Ares was able to stay in the Saint God Sect for thousands of years and become a religion of his generation was not only because he had left behind a series of records in the Martial Arts Practice Field.    

    

Thousands of years ago, the Virtualized realm was in turmoil. Geniuses from all over the world fought for supremacy, and various major powers rose up and fought for supremacy. In that era, Ares rose up in the Saint God Sect, and made great contributions to the Saint God Sect, becoming a legend of the generation. He was called the War God by the world.    

    

His fame had spread across the entire Virtualized realm, not only because of these few records, but also because Ares was a person who truly stood at the peak several thousand years ago. One or two records did not represent his strength at all.    

    

Just like the current Ye Feng, even if he played the seventh drum and flattened Ares's record, it still wouldn't be able to truly test his true combat strength.    

    

More importantly, the seventh drum was played by Ye Feng, causing a huge commotion in the Martial Arts Practice Field. The sound of the drum spread across the entire Saint God Sect, startling many mighty figures in the Saint God Sect. This kind of commotion had completely overshadowed all the geniuses in the Divine Song Sect.    

    

As a top figure, Yao Jie naturally had some doubts about Ye Feng. He had his own pride, but now, Ye Feng, who was at the sixth level of the Divine Martial realm, was being suppressed by him. One head, Yao Jie was unwilling to accept it.    

    

His words undoubtedly meant that he wanted Ye Feng to become the target of everyone in the Martial Arts Practice Field. He was only at the sixth level of the Divine Martial realm. Even if he could play the drum, his true combat strength wouldn't be much stronger.    

    

At that time, once he was crushed by someone, the commotion caused by Ye Feng would be greatly reduced, and Yao Jie would have achieved his goal.    

    

Not only Yao Jie, but also many people present had similar thoughts in their hearts. They didn't want Ye Feng to appear in the limelight just like that and overshadow them.    

    

"Not interested."    

    

Ye Feng's eyes swept across Yao Jie's body and spoke indifferently. He could naturally tell what Yao Jie was trying to say, but Ye Feng never liked to be led by the nose. If the other party wanted him to show his strength, he wanted to show it. What was he then? Was he the servant of the other party?    

    

"Second brother, let's go."    

    

After that, Ye Feng looked at Liu Xing and said indifferently. As for He Zijian, who was already Zhou Fan's Dao Protector, Ye Feng didn't want him to contact him.    

    

Liu Xing nodded at Ye Feng, and then the two of them wanted to leave.    

    

"Brother, why are you not giving me face? There is a fighting stage in the Martial Arts Practice Field, I just want to spar with you. I think, not only me, many people have the same idea. It's just a spar, are you afraid of losing?"    

    

Seeing that Ye Feng was about to leave, Yao Jie's figure flashed and stood in front of Ye Feng and Liu Xing, blocking their path. His eyes were shining with a sharp light.    

    

"I told you, I'm not interested. Please step aside."    

    

Ye Feng frowned slightly. This Yao Jie had gone too far.    

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"Who do you really think you are? Yao Senior Brother wants to invite you to fight. It is your honor. Do you think you can be arrogant just by playing the seven-sided drum?"    

    

A cold voice was heard from a certain direction. There was a hint of sarcasm in the voice. It was obvious that this person was from Yao Jie's group.    

    

A sharp glint flashed across Ye Feng's eyes. He didn't want to be in the limelight. He just wanted to vent his anger for Liu Xing, but he didn't want these people to step on him so badly.    

    

"You have refused me again and again. I guess you must be afraid. If you don't want to fight, you can. Now, just admit defeat to me and I will let you leave!"    

    

A sarcastic smile emerged on Yao Jie's face. He spoke arrogantly, asking Ye Feng to admit defeat to him.    

    

"Who do you think you are? How dare you make my big brother admit defeat to you? Why don't you take a piss?"    

    

Liu Xing's face was filled with resentment and resentment. This Yao Jie was getting more and more out of line.    

    

Ye Feng patted Liu Xing's shoulder, then turned his eyes to Yao Jie and said: "How do you want to fight?"    

    

After saying that, he turned to Yao Jie and asked. The eyes of everyone present flashed. Obviously, Ye Feng said this because he wanted to agree to Yao Jie's request for a fight.    

    

Yao Jie sneered and said, "Let's fight fair and square on the fighting stage. Don't worry, I will try my best not to hurt you."    

    

"Alright."    

    

Ye Feng nodded. He knew... Under such circumstances, it would be impossible for him to leave just like that.    

    

A satisfied smile immediately emerged on Yao Jie's face when he saw Ye Feng nod his head. After that, he flew up into the sky, and his body turned into a streamer. In an instant, he landed on a huge fighting stage a few hundred meters away.