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After Immortal Chong Hua finished announcing the names of the top ten warriors, he looked in the direction of the people from Zi Zhen Sword Faction with interest.

The method he thought of to deal with Ye Feng was very simple, it was to use force. If not for the two old men Ye Wentian and Tang Xuefeng, he would have already made his move on Ye Feng and forced the Supreme Yang Work out.

Furthermore, on the side of the Tang Clan, he, the Taiji Temple, might not necessarily be afraid of the other party.

Therefore, as long as Ye Wentian and Tang Xuefeng were settled, he would have ways to deal with a mere Ye Feng.

The best way to deal with Ye Wentian and Tang Xuefeng was to make some small moves on a battle between Martial Arts Event experts.

Ye Wentian went up on stage, and the target of the challenge was the tenth ranker of the top ten Super Fist Sect, Punch God Han Buke.

Seeing this situation, the surrounding people started to whisper, and Han Buke also unexpectedly walked up the stage and bowed to Ye Wentian. However, his expression carried a bit of ridicule, and those smart people could see that Han Buke seemed to be looking down on Ye Wentian.

That's right, although Ye Wentian was considered a senior in Wu Lin, he had not appeared for twenty years. He might even be old now, it was hard to say how much he had mastered.

As for Divine Fist Han Buke, although he wasn't as good as Ye Wentian twenty years ago, he relied on his own strength to become the head of Super Fist Sect in these twenty years.

The most important thing was that Han Buke and his cultivation was also about the same, both at the same level of a hundred years old, causing everyone to feel that even if Ye Wentian still retained his previous strength, he might not necessarily have the confidence to win.

Ye Wentian went up on stage.

"Let me see the strength of the current number one fist technique."

He raised his head and looked at the fist god, Han Buke, with his aura of a grandmaster.

"Hmph, I won't let you down."

Han Buke snorted, her expression becoming more solemn, more so full of confidence. Clenching her fist, she said: "Let me also experience the Ye Family's famous Mad Devil Fist."

What responded were Ye Wentian's two big punches!

The Mad Devil Fist advocated doing as he wished, so Ye Wentian did not even consider using any punches. Instead, he used both of his fists to attack Han Buke.

Seeing the two fists flying towards Han Buke, the surrounding people exclaimed. Compared to yesterday's Rookie Wars, today's battle between experts was even more exciting!

Facing Ye Wentian's two big fists, all the Qi in Han Buke's body condensed on top of his fists. He planned to fight with Ye Wentian first and test his limits.

Since Super Fist Sect was called Super Fist Sect, his sect's fist techniques naturally could not be underestimated. The Three Cannon Punching had already reached the transformation level under Han Buke's hands.

Heart Fist.

Han Buke immediately used Three Cannon Punching's most powerful punch, heavily smashing onto Ye Wentian's two Sky Crossing Fists, and with a loud bang, the entire Taiji Square erupted with a burst of Qi, causing the surrounding dust to rise, under the illumination of the sunlight, it was extremely misty.

The intense collision aroused the heated discussions of the surrounding crowd.

Ye Wentian was obviously not old yet, it seemed like there was a high possibility that he could be placed in the top ten rankers spot.

"It's hard to say. Right now, both sides are only testing each other out. An expert of this level will lose if he is careless for a bit. It still depends on how well the two of them can perform."

Those with good eyesight analyzed the situation for a moment and then continued to stare at the field without blinking.

A battle between experts was a battle between experts. It was a completely different level compared to yesterday's Rookie Wars. In the entire competition, only Zi Jianlan could watch it.

However, this battle of experts was able to let the thousands of Martial Arts Cultivator on the battlefield gain some insight and even gain some martial arts essence. It was very obvious how it would improve the entire martial arts world.

Ye Wentian and Han Buke's fight was extremely intense, and it was a good fight. The wave after wave of smoke rose, one fist imprint after another flying everywhere. Any one of them hitting the surrounding people could seriously injure or cripple them, but they were easily received by both sides.

"Just this bit of strength..."

Han Buke sneered, after fighting with Ye Wentian for so long, he finally realised that Ye Wentian's strength was far weaker than his.

Right now, he had only used eighty percent of his strength and had already reached a draw with Ye Wentian. If he used his full strength, he would definitely be able to defeat Ye Wentian in an instant.

Seems like, it was time to use your ultimate move to kill Ye Wentian and keep your position as the tenth ranked expert of Wu Lin!

Little did he know that Ye Wentian, who was facing him, was also thinking the same thing.

"I only used fifty percent of my power, and this Han Buke is already sweating a little; It's time. "

Ye Wentian thought, and was relieved.

However, he did not want to use his full strength to defeat his opponent, but rather ?

When Han Buke's punch flew towards him, Ye Wentian purposely did not have the stamina to endure, and was struck in the chest, following that, his entire body flew towards Zi Zhen Sword Faction with ease, and with a 'bang', he fell on the ground, with a mouthful of fresh meat. Blood sprayed out from his mouth onto the Taiji Square's stone ground.

This scene caused the surrounding people to burst into an uproar.

Ye Wentian was defeated!

Sure enough, this old guy didn't use it anymore.

Everyone had this thought in their hearts, and Han Buke was even more elated. He cupped his hands towards his surroundings and then hypocritically asked Ye Wentian: "Senior Ye, there's nothing wrong? This junior's attacks were a bit heavier, but I didn't know that you would suddenly run out of energy just now. "

"Cough, cough."

Ye Wentian waved his hands, indicating that he was fine. However, anyone with a discerning eye would be able to tell that he was definitely heavily injured this time.

Ye Feng stepped forward and helped him up, then quietly condensed the Innate Qi into his palm. The Holy Therapy!

With the help of the brilliant sunlight, the Holy Therapy's golden light was concealed. No one knew that Ye Wentian's injuries were all healed in an instant. Even more so, no one knew that Ye Wentian's tragic defeat just now was completely deliberate, and his injuries were not as severe as they looked on the surface.

A crushing defeat?

It was intentional.

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth slightly raised, his gaze sweeping across the nearby Immortal Chong Hua, and indeed seeing the elated expression on the old Daoist's face.

"If Grandpa and Grandpa both lose their fighting strength, this old Taoist will definitely end up provoking me."

This was exactly what Ye Feng wanted.

A famous teacher.

Since ancient times, no matter what they did, no matter how strong a side was, they would still need a legitimate reason to attack one side. For example, on Earth, Mi Country still needed to find a lot of excuses to fight against countries like Iraq.

The current Ye Feng was naturally the same.

If he took the initiative to provoke the Immortal Chong Hua, even if he won, it would be very difficult for the other Martial Arts Cultivator to admire him. But if the Immortal Chong Hua provoked him and he was able to counterattack to win, then the effect and the meaning would be different.

Right now, Ye Wentian was already faked, and was not far from that moment.

"Let me go up next."

Seeing that Ye Wentian had flown back and was "severely injured", Tang Xuefeng pretended to be indignant and walked out, pointing at another person not far away. That was the ninth ranked expert among the ten, Tian Dao Temple Sect Leader Situ Ke.