Chapter 24 Zhang Liao has an unlucky day, Ye Feng is defeated!

When he opened his eyes again, Ye Feng's excitement was beyond words.

The prototype of the god-level martial arts technique finally came into being.

As long as the five elements are completed and integrated into the Wuji Gong, the god-level martial arts will reappear in the world.

According to the knowledge Ye Feng had, no more divine generals had been born since the Emperor defeated Chi You. The strongest general in history was the King of Western Chu. At that time, he reached an unprecedented peak of divine generals and remained undefeated throughout his life.

If Liu Bang had not lost his mind and committed suicide by slashing his throat at the Wujiang River, it would have been unknown whether he could have established the Han Dynasty.

In the martial arts arena, seeing Ye Feng open his eyes happily, Zhao Yun no longer had any interest in sparring with Zhang Liao.

“A hundred birds are paying homage to the phoenix!!”

With a loud shout, the powerful energy of the heavenly general instantly dispersed.

The Longdan silver spear instantly turned into hundreds of spear shadows, and countless flying birds chirped. Zhang Liao felt dizzy and his eyes were blurred.

When he opened his eyes again, the Longdan Silver Spear in his hand was already at his throat.

Zhang Liao broke out in a cold sweat. Just now he truly felt the murderous intent of death. If Zhao Yun had any murderous intention, there would have been a bloody hole on his chest.

Thinking back to how I was secretly delighted just now, what a crappy heavenly general, he was nothing more than this.

Now that I think about it, Zhao Yun probably never used his full strength.

With the strength of the previous attack 'Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix', I'm afraid I can take all three moves.

Bitterness, confusion, and all kinds of complex emotions filled his heart. At this moment, Zhang Liao's self-confidence suffered an unprecedented blow.

"Zilong, you're being too harsh, aren't you?"

Ye Feng walked over and scolded softly.

Zhao Yun scratched his head and chuckled, "I have been sparring with my lord for a while now, and I felt so frustrated that I mistook him for my lord just now, so..."

"this."

Zhang Liao had just woken up from his confusion when he heard Zhao Yun's words.

He could see that Ye Feng's realm was one level higher than his own, but from what Zhao Yun said, he felt that he was not as good as Ye Feng.

It is tolerable and unbearable.

Zhang Liao, who had never felt the terror of Ye Feng, was about to open his mouth to explain.

Zhang He's finishing blow sounded: "Brother Wenyuan's swordsmanship is not bad, but how can it be compared with the lord's?"

"At most, I can compete with my lord before he encountered the horse bandits a few days ago!"

The two of them sang the same tune without mercy, which made Ye Feng a little unable to bear it.

What truth are you talking about?

He glared at the two men, then clasped his fists towards Zhang Liao and said, "Brother Wenyuan, they are usually arrogant and speak without restraint. Don't blame them."

"After the discussion, why don't we have a drink?"

How could Zhang Liao let this go?

Although he is far inferior to Zhao Yun, he is unwilling to be inferior to Ye Feng.

Especially since Ye Feng is one or two years older than him, and he is only half a step away from becoming a general. How big of a gap is there between him and him?
"Brother Fanzhi, how about we have a sparring match?"

"I suppressed my strength to half a level."

Zhang He and Zhao Yun were stunned, with disbelief and pity in their eyes.

It was as if he was asking Zhang Liao, didn't he hear what the two of them had just said?
Not to mention that you suppress your strength, even if you don't suppress your strength, how can you be Ye Feng's opponent?

Ye Feng, who had the memories of two lives, naturally understood Zhang Liao's thoughts. He was simply young and hot-tempered, and still immature.

He also wanted to lay the foundation for recruiting Zhang Liao, and the most convincing thing between warriors was naturally sparring.

Don’t you see that Zhao Yun was also arrogant before, but after the fight, he was convinced.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng nodded slightly: "Brother Wenyuan has this intention, how can I refuse?"

"Wait for you to rest for a while, then we can spar again."

Zhang Liao wanted to refuse. After all, in his eyes, Ye Feng would definitely not last more than ten rounds in his hands.

But Ye Feng also had a good temper, so naturally he didn't want to offend him.

After a cup of tea, Ye Feng and Zhang Liao stood on the martial arts field. Zhang Liao said, "Brother Fanzhi, don't worry. I will maintain the strength of a half-step earth general and will not use too much hidden power, otherwise it will be too unfair to you."

Ye Feng shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Wenyuan, but you still need to use your full strength, otherwise this competition will inevitably be boring."

Zhang Liao thought Ye Feng was just pretending, so he didn't say much and nodded.

"war!"

"war!!"

The two men shouted and moved rapidly, with the spears and swords in their hands colliding with each other.

After three rounds, Zhang Liao, whose strength was suppressed to that of a half-step general, was already in danger.

While being shocked, Zhang Liao no longer dared to underestimate Ye Feng.

Because at the same level, he is definitely not as good as Ye Feng.

Thirty rounds passed, Zhang Liao had already used up the power of the middle stage of Dark Energy, but Ye Feng was still at ease.

Ye Feng had the upper hand in two out of every three moves.

The shock in his heart became even stronger, and there was much more fear in his eyes when he looked at Ye Feng.

He felt the relaxed and playful gazes of Zhao Yun and Zhang He on both sides.

Zhang Liao didn't care about the suppression of his realm, and used the Lioyuan Sword Technique with great force.

With the help of the peak dark energy, waves of suffocating heat came over him, like the gusts of air on a hot summer day, making people extremely uncomfortable.

If this was the first time he fought with Zhang Liao, the impact of this heat would definitely be significant, at least it would pose a slight threat to Ye Feng.

However, after comprehending the Tian.Liaoyuan Sword Technique, Zhang Liao's Liaoyuan Sword Technique was full of flaws in Ye Feng's eyes.

Even if Zhang Liao used all his late-stage strength, he was still suppressed by Ye Feng.

Soon Zhang Liao discovered that the spear skills used by Ye Feng were exactly the same as his Liaoyuan sword skills, and they were from the same lineage.

But the Liaoyuan Sword Technique is an inheritance from the Zhang family, passed down to sons but not daughters. How could others know it?

In the moment of distraction, Ye Feng used the move "Gunfire Spreading Across the Land".

The spear broke Zhang Liao's attack at a tricky angle.

Zhang Liao felt a burning breath coming towards him, and when he came to his senses again, Ye Feng had quickly retracted his spear.

But Zhang Liao knew that Ye Feng was giving him face by not letting him lose in public.

After two consecutive defeats, especially when Ye Feng was at a lower level than him, how could the usually proud Zhang Liao bear this?

I recalled the conversation between Zhao Yun and Zhang He just now, and thought of their eyes.

Zhang Liao suddenly realized that he had been the clown all along.

"Brother Fan, I was really a frog in a well before, I didn't know..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Yun came running over and Zhang He hurriedly stopped him.

"Keep your voice down, my lord might be about to break through!"

"breakthrough?"

"When did he step into the Half-Step Ground General?"

"Six days ago, on the way to Mayi."

Zhang Liao: “.”

In the martial arts arena, Ye Feng closed his eyes again. The competition with Zhang Liao just now made him completely master the Wuji Skill that integrated the "fire" concept, and his realm that was already half a step away from being a general also loosened at this moment.

The visible energy in the body was compressed madly and transformed into invisible energy step by step.

Finally everything came to fruition, and Ye Feng's aura soared again.

Zhao Yun and Zhang He were both half happy and half sad.

The stronger Xiao Ye Feng becomes, the brighter their future will be.

What makes me sad is that he is not as talented as Ye Feng.

Zhang Liao was filled with sadness at this moment. He was abused twice and his talent was ruthlessly crushed.

He felt that today was the unluckiest day of his life.
(End of this chapter)