1835: C1835 I'll Wait!

C1835 I'll Wait!

Zhang Ming's eyes were filled with despair. He could only watch helplessly as Ye Feng's terrifying palm print slowly crushed his nibbling.

As for him, he was powerless. He could only watch as his body disappeared from his sight!

"No, I don't want to die yet!"

Zhang Ming let out a despairing voice. At this moment, many scenes appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but feel regret for what he had done.

If he didn't take the initiative to provoke Ye Feng, how could he face such an outcome?

If he had to choose again, he wouldn't dare to show any disrespect to Ye Feng. However, it was useless to think about all of these now. The palm had already devoured his body.

Zhang Ming's vision gradually blurred. Finally, his consciousness disappeared. His entire body was turned into ashes under Ye Feng's terrifying palm-print of life and death, not even a speck of dust was left behind!

The terrifying aura of death was still wreaking havoc on the fighting stage, causing the entire area to look like Shura's hell. It was extremely terrifying!

Everyone's faces were trembling. They looked at the shocking scene in front of them, and felt as if their hearts had stopped beating at this moment.

It was truly terrifying. A palm print had directly turned Zhang Ming, who was ranked thirty-eighth on the Golden Roll, into ashes. What kind of person would be able to do such a thing?

Below the stage, Qin Shuixin and Xiong Tiezhong revealed joyful smiles on their faces, and their hearts dropped to the ground.

Previously, when Zhang Ming released the Death Skeleton Battle Spirit, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Ye Feng. Now, it seemed like Ye Feng's palm could turn Zhang Ming into ashes with a single strike. The gap between their strength couldn't be described with simple words.

Their previous worries were unnecessary.

"What kind of Cultivation Method is this? How can it be so powerful?"

Below the stage, an expert said with a shocked expression. He was shocked by the palm print that Ye Feng had struck out earlier.

The experts present looked at each other in dismay. The faces of the mighty figures of Elder, as well as the top experts of the various major powers of the Eastern Sky Region, were filled with disbelief.

The last palm seal unleashed by Ye Feng was truly terrifying. Its power seemed to have transcended Ye Feng's cultivation base.

Mu Yuchen's eyes sparkled. His heart was beating uncontrollably.

Mu Yuchen was stunned by Ye Feng's realism. Before this, she had never understood why her father had chosen such an ordinary person.

In fact, in Mu Yuchen's eyes, Ye Feng might not even be able to compare with an ordinary person who was ranked in the top 100 of the Golden Roll.

Now, it seemed like she, Mu Yuchen, had underestimated Ye Feng. In front of Ye Feng, Zhang Ming, who was ranked 38th on the Golden Roll, was totally useless. He was easily turned into ashes by Ye Feng's palm.

It was enough to imagine how terrifying the power of Ye Feng's palm strike was!

"How dare you kill him!"

A cold voice was heard from the crowd, instantly attracting the attention of many people. They saw Yu Zheng looking at Ye Feng with a cold face and spitting out a cold voice.

Ye Feng stood on the fighting stage, and his eyes swept across Yu. He couldn't help but frown slightly, and said coldly, "life-and-death struggle, what's wrong with me killing him?"

"Don't you know that Zhang Ming is my Friends? Killing him is equivalent to opposing me!"

Yu Yu's eyes were filled with pride. When he looked at Ye Feng, he revealed an intense coldness, as if Very strong was looking at an ant.

Zhang Ming was his Friends, but he wouldn't allow Ye Feng to kill him. He didn't care about the life-and-death struggle that they had agreed upon earlier.

Perhaps only someone as arrogant as Yu Yu would say these words out loud.

"Who do you think you are? What does the matter between me and Zhang Ming have to do with you?"

Ye Feng's eyes were sharp as well. Yu was arrogant, but he was even more arrogant than his opponent. In terms of arrogance, he, Ye Feng, had never lost to anyone before.

However, Ye Feng would not easily show his arrogance like the others.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's eyes turned serious. Ye Feng's words had completely offended Yu.

A cold expression immediately emerged on Yu's face. His eyes were cold as he looked in Ye Feng's direction. He gritted his teeth and said, "Trash, how dare you speak to me in such a manner? Don't think that you can fight me just because you killed Zhang Ming. If you meet me on the fighting stage, I will definitely tear you into pieces!"

Yu Yu was completely enraged by Ye Feng. He immediately said such ruthless words to Ye Feng, claiming that he wanted to shred Ye Feng into pieces.

Many people could feel the cold aura released from Yu Yu's body. They couldn't help but feel worried for Ye Feng.

Although Ye Feng had displayed a decent strength before, none of them thought that Ye Feng was a match for Yu Yu. After all, in the previous battles, yu Feng's dominance had been witnessed by everyone, causing everyone to exclaim in admiration.

"I'll be waiting!"

Ye Feng's eyes were cold and indifferent as he spoke. The hatred between him and his opponent had already reached an irresolvable stage. There was only one way left for him to fight.

The host of the battle platform, Elder, was also shocked by Ye Feng's palm strike. At this moment, the way she looked at Ye Feng had changed.

According to Ye Feng's suggestion, the following battles would be decided by drawing lots. Many experts would go on the fighting stage to draw lots.

The process of drawing lots was very short. The owners returned to where they were standing and opened the lots in their hands one after another.

According to the rules, the lots they drew would be the same as the ones they drew. There were only two types of lots. One was marked as the person who had been chosen, and the other was the person who had chosen.

Many of the people who had been chosen had their eyes lit up. They walked to a specific spot and stood in a row, waiting for the person who had drawn the lot to choose.

Ye Feng and Qin Shuixin impatiently opened the lots in their hands. Ye Feng's lot showed the people who had been chosen.

Qin Shuixin, on the other hand, was the one who had chosen.

"I'll go first."

Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders and said to Qin Shuixin.

"Alright."

Qin Shuixin nodded at Ye Feng. It was good news for her that she had chosen a candidate. She could choose an opponent that was suitable for her to fight. This way, it would be beneficial to her ranking in the next round.

Apart from Ye Feng, there were also some familiar faces who had drawn the candidate's lots.

One of them was Hao Tian, who was reputed to be the number one genius of the Golden Sieve Celestial Gate. And Zhan Tianxiong, who was ranked on the Golden Luo Ranking.

Ye Zichen also drew the signature of the person who had been chosen. His eyes flickered, and he walked to the middle of the group, standing side by side with Ye Feng.

Ye Feng also paid a bit of attention to Ye Zichen. Perhaps it was because the two of them shared the same surname, but Ye Feng had a pretty good impression of this Ye Zichen.

His opponent wasn't as arrogant as the others. He would usually give his opponent some face in battle.

Chang Zehan walked over after that. From his expression, it could be seen that he was not very satisfied with the draw he drew.

Di Xing was also in the group. He drew the same lot as the one who had been chosen. He looked at Ye Feng with vigilance.

Very quickly, the group of experts stood in their respective positions. According to the serial numbers that had been marked in advance, the first expert would go on the stage to choose the opponent he wanted to fight.

The first strong cultivator went on stage to choose his opponent. His eyes swept across everyone, seemingly very hesitant. At this point of the exam, there were no weak people anymore.

Excluding those who had fought before, there seemed to be very few people left who could choose.

In the end, he chose the person who he thought was the weakest to go on stage to fight. The two of them fought for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.1

The person who had chosen had still failed, and he had been seriously injured by the person from before. It would be very difficult for him to participate in the following battles.

The final round of the year-end exam was a true competition of strength. Moreover, the intensity of each battle was incomparable to any of the previous battles.

Hence, in the past battles, it was inevitable that some people would be injured and unable to participate in the following battles.

In other words, there were only eighty or so people left. As for the rest, like devilish nine, Wang Zhi, and Zhang Ming who had just been killed by Ye Feng, they were forced to withdraw from the following battles.

Their final ranking in the examination would be decided based on the number of victories they had won in the previous battles.

The second person to go up the stage was actually Murong Qiu, who was ranked second on the Golden Radish ranking. Murong Qiu went up the stage and randomly chose the experts that he had not fought before.

That strong person was chosen by Murong Qiu and his face immediately turned green. How could he fight against the other party with his strength?

Hence, when Murong Qiu chose him, he directly admitted defeat.

This also meant that Murong Qiu did not fight and directly obtained a victory.

Following that, a few more people consecutively chose their opponents. Most of these people were the experts who were previously ranked in the top 50 of the Golden Luo Roll.

Most of them tried their best to choose weaker opponents. If they could obtain a victory, it would be a victory.

The last one among them walked onto the stage and looked at the people who had been chosen.

Finally, his eyes fixed on Ye Feng. In his opinion, Ye Feng should be the weakest among the remaining people who had been chosen.

"You, come out and fight!"

The expert said to Ye Feng. His eyes revealed a hint of fighting spirit.

Ye Feng naturally wouldn't hesitate. He stepped forward and flew onto the fighting stage.

The expert followed after him. The two of them soon entered into a state of battle. The expert's strength was extraordinary, but he was suppressed by Ye Feng from the very beginning.

Ye Feng's attack looked very simple. It was usually the most ordinary movement during the beginning of cultivation. However, such an ordinary movement contained astonishing power.

The strong cultivator felt an indescribable pressure. He had just fought two moves, and sweat started to appear on his forehead. He felt like he couldn't hold on any longer.

In the end, he had no choice but to admit defeat in advance.

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