C5 Victory in One Move

On the fighting stage, Scher Buchu's facial muscles were twitching slightly.

He strongly suspected that Ye Feng had sent a brat who was still wet behind the ears to fight him. Was he trying to humiliate him on purpose?

Looh Yiye and Nalan Xiaoshu also had the same thought in their hearts.

However, when they thought about the terrifying rallying power of Ye Feng among these people and the huge difference between the two of them, the Three Geniuses felt that there must be something fishy going on.

"Ah Chu, be careful. Don't let your boat capsize!"

In order to prevent any mishaps, Looh Yiye reminded Scher Buchu.

"En!"

Scher Buchu nodded slightly, and the expression on his face became more serious.

Moh Tianlin walked step by step, and calmly walked onto the fighting stage.

"Hu!"

A cool breeze blew past and lifted the long hair on Moh Tianlin's chest. Combined with his firm gaze, everyone could vaguely feel a trace of the Qi of a peerless expert on Moh Tianlin's body.

"This kid, what is he trying to sell in the gourd?"

Semi-celestial Xu, who was sitting on the grandstand, pinched his beard. His only eyes narrowed slightly. He could feel that Ye Feng wasn't playing around. It seemed like this kid really wanted to take away the fifty spirit stone in his hand.

Jiang Juechen, Ji Yaohua, and Qin Shang were all silent at this moment.

"Kid, in order to show fairness, you should attack!"

Scher Buchu was very gentlemanly.

"Thank you!"

Moh Tianlin replied cooly, then raised his sword and cut towards his left hand.

That's right, Moh Tianlin was cutting his own hand.

"What the hell? Moh Tianlin, what are you doing?"

"Could this be the ultimate skill senior disciple Ye Feng gave Moh Tianlin?"

"F * ck, self-destruction is also an ultimate skill?"

Below the stage, one after another, cries of shock could be heard.

In the hearts of many disciples of Cloud Sword Mountain, they also despised the 'ultimate skill' that Ye Feng had taught Moh Tianlin.

The four elders of the Cloud Sword Mountain furrowed their brows. After all, the so-called ultimate skill of Ye Feng was just too strange. Could they defeat their opponent by crippling themselves? They had lived for so long, but they had never heard of it.

However, when the blood dripped from Moh Tianlin's palm, Scher Buchu's face turned pale.

Looh Yiye and Nalan Xiaoshu looked at each other. They saw a trace of shock in each other's eyes.

As Scher Buchu's best friend, they knew Scher Buchu very well. This guy was bleeding.

But how did he know that Scher Buchu was bleeding?

When they saw Moh Tianlin cripple himself, Looh Yiye and Nalan Xiaoshu both knew that they had lost this battle.

On the fighting stage, when Scher Buchu saw the drops of blood dripping onto the ground, he immediately felt dizzy and his legs trembled.

"Go to hell!"

When his mood reached its peak, Moh Tianlin waved his sword elegantly.

"Whoosh!"

The blood that was stuck to the sword flew towards Scher Buchu with great inertia and hit his face in an instant.

"Ah, blood..."

Scher Buchu howled in pain. Then he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground unconscious.

He had won with one move!

The whole place was silent!

Ye Feng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Scher Buchu lying on the fighting stage. He had made the right bet.

When he signed the contract, he had no objections to seeing Scher Buchu avoiding Looh Yiye's bite. At that time, he had already deduced in his heart that Scher Buchu was afraid of blood.

In the end, before he signed the contract, Ye Feng first attracted Scher Buchu's attention, then he bit his hand. This time, Scher Buchu also chose to avoid it.

Although this was a very small detail, Ye Feng noticed it.

Because of this, Ye Feng deduced that Scher Buchu was afraid of blood.

Although the practice in Immortal Dust Continent was popular and the people were tough, this didn't mean that everyone was tough.

Among the vast sea of people, there were still a few weirdos. This Scher Buchu was one of them.

Being afraid of blood was Scher Buchu's weakness. Ye Feng was able to discover Scher Buchu's weakness in time and dared to make use of it, so he won.

"F * ck, this works too?"

Seeing the majestic big guy in a coma, the disciples of Cloud Sword Mountain jumped up.

"He won?"

The four elders in the stands were dumbfounded! They really didn't expect Moh Tianlin to win!

"Hehe, did you see that? The disciple I taught, isn't he very powerful?" semi-celestial Xu's old face was full of smiles.

Jiang Juechen, Ji Yaohua, and Qin Shang looked at each other without saying anything. Such an outcome was out of their expectation.

Previously, they thought that Ye Feng was deliberately mystifying.

But now, Ye Feng really let Moh Tianlin win.

"F * ck, that big guy is bleeding!"

"Haha, blood sickness, I'm dying of laughter too. A guy who is afraid of blood actually dares to be so arrogant?"

"If I had known earlier, I would have bled too!"

"I really didn't see it. This guy appears to be aggressive on the surface, but he actually has blood sickness!"

"Mr Feng, he really won!"

At this moment, Qin Le's admiration for Ye Feng increased by a few points.

The other disciples of Cloud Sword Mountain looked at Ye Feng with a hint of worship in their eyes.

Ye Feng's attack was really deadly.

At this moment, Moh Tianlin was feeling very proud in his heart. He could actually defeat such a powerful enemy. At this moment, he really felt like he was holding a sword in his hand. He had the feeling that he was the king of the world.

"Um, Moh Tianlin, don't just stand there. Quickly come down and stop the bleeding! Damn it, I didn't ask you to cut such a big wound."

Ye Feng looked at Moh Tianlin, who was still standing there and showing off. He couldn't help but curse.

"Ah! Senior brother, I was too engrossed just now!"

After being reminded by Ye Feng, only then did Moh Tianlin come back to his senses. He lowered his head and looked at his own hand. Immediately, his face turned pale. He grabbed the long sword and jumped down from the contest field.

"Ah Chu!"

Looh Yiye immediately rushed forward and carried Scher Buchu down.

Nalan Xiaoshu took out a bottle in her arms, removed the cork, and put it in front of Scher Buchu's nose.

After Scher Buchu smelled the smell coming from the bottle, he quickly woke up.

"Ah, blood, so much blood!"

Scher Buchu's previous demeanor as an expert had disappeared. At this moment, he looked more like a frightened child.

"Don't be afraid, it's fine!"

Nalan Xiaoshu gently touched Scher Buchu's head.

"Yes!"

Scher Buchu nodded, then looked up at Ye Feng and the others. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He did not think that Ye Feng would use such a trick to deal with him.

"This Ye Feng is too cunning!"

Looh Yiye felt a huge pressure. He gritted his teeth and said to Nalan Xiaoshu, "Xiao Shu, look at Ah Chu. The second match, I will go! This second match, you must not lose!"

"Alright, be careful!"

Nalan Xiaoshu reminded.

"Don't worry!"

Looh Yiye coldly snorted and jumped onto the fighting stage. He shouted at Ye Feng, "The second round, which one of you will go?"

Looh Yiye's shout had awakened the disciples of Cloud Sword Mountain who were immersed in the joy of victory.

That's right, there were still two more matches. It was too early for them to be happy.

Who was going to fight this match?

This fellow definitely won't feel dizzy anymore. Just how is he going to fight?

All the disciples of Cloud Sword Mountain were looking at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's eyes slowly swept across these people. He said with a smile, "Brothers, don't worry. I still have one more move. I guarantee that you will win with one move. Who is willing to come?"

"Another ultimate move?"

These words shocked everyone, including Looh Yiye and the others.

Before this, previously, when Ye Feng said that he had the ability to win Moh Tianlin, many people doubted and even looked down on him.

However, Moh Tianlin really won, and he won so cleanly.

Now, Ye Feng said that he still had an ultimate move. This was really shocking.

Did he really have another ultimate move?

Those disciples of Cloud Sword Mountain hesitated.

"Cough, cough, cough, who is going to do it?"

Ye Feng coughed lightly, then turned to the people of Cloud Sword Mountain and scolded, "Can you guys show some courage? Moh Tianlin, who was so cowardly just now, had already stood up. How could you guys still hesitate at this moment? Are you afraid of death? Or are you doubting Senior Brother Ye Feng's great personality? "

"Senior brother Ye Feng, is your personality very great?"

One. A young girl asked weakly. This girl had a sweet face, and her eyes were watery.

"Cough cough, Junior Sister Xinyue, I'll discuss this with you in the future!"

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Ye Feng's face, and then he said, "Who is going to do it? If no one is going, Qin Le, you go!"

"Senior disciple Ye Feng, let me do it!"

"Senior disciple Ye Feng, let me do it, I'm sure I can do it!"

Seeing that Ye Feng dared to make Qin Le, a super trash, fall for him, the disciples of Cloud Sword Mountain were ready to throw caution to the wind. With Moh Tianlin's experience as an example, they were certain that Ye Feng still had a trump card that could allow him to win. They also wanted to see how mighty Moh Tianlin was.

"Let me do it!"

Just as the crowd was in a heated debate, a tall figure walked out from the crowd. He had a fair face and a dignified appearance. However, his eyes were flickering. Clearly, he was a person who had contributed greatly to his scheming.

Xu Yi!

A disciple of the Ju branch's branch.

When they saw Xu Yi standing out, none of the other disciples dared to fight him anymore. This Xu Yi was a peak Qi Gatherer Third Level expert.

"What the f * ck? Just now, we were badly beaten by that Three Geniuses. This guy didn't even fart. Now, when he saw that senior disciple Ye Feng had an ultimate skill, he actually came out!"

"That's right. This Xu Yi is here to take advantage of us. How detestable!"

When they saw Xu Yi come out, many disciples of Cloud Sword Mountain couldn't help but curse in low voices.

"Jiang Juechen, are all your disciples like this? Come out if you have the advantage!" semi-celestial Xu turned his head and said to Jiang Juechen with a sneer.

"Hmph, what's wrong with my disciple? Can't he attack?" Jiang Juechen coldly harrumphed.

Ye Feng shook his head secretly. He knew Xu Yi very well. This man was insidious and cunning, and he only cared about profits. If it wasn't for the fact that he had let Moh Tianlin win, he wouldn't have stood up for him.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, Ye Feng still had a smile on his face. "This is great! With senior disciple Xu Yi's help and my ultimate skill, it will be difficult for us to lose this match!"

"Hehe, not at all! Junior brother Ye Feng has spoken too much! "

Listening to Ye Feng's flattery, Xu Yi felt very happy in his heart. He walked to Ye Feng's side and asked in a low voice, "Junior Ye Feng, quickly tell me, what is the ultimate move this time?"

Ye Feng smiled, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket. He stuffed it into ___'s pocket. It's done! Xu Yi said in a low voice, "The ultimate move is in here. After we go on stage... Take out this piece of paper and throw it at the opponent. Looh Yiye will definitely lose!"

Seeing Ye Feng and Xu Yi whispering to each other, Looh Yiye's face darkened. He knew that Ye Feng must be teaching Xu Yi some ultimate skill.

Xu Yi wanted to open the paper and read it, but was stopped by Ye Feng. He said, "Don't look at it. It won't work if you read it!"

"Hehe!"

Xu Yi smiled complacently. He then hid the paper, turned around, and walked towards the fighting stage.