The Skyrider

chapter 80

Strange light emanated from Xiao Teng' eyes. He discovered Ye Feng's change - he was more powerful and formidable than before. Xiao Teng cannot ignore that. His fire bouncing again, he jumped and staged a raid against Ye Feng.

"Twank!" Sonorous clash stimulated ears and spark flew everywhere.

The crystal-clear Qingling Sword was shining and continuously hit with the lance, resulting in a fierce fluctuation shook the vacant space.

"Bang!"

The remaining energy of their battle destroyed the land with many deep ravines, which were intertwined as a cobweb. This horrible scene shocked many people.

"Both of them can represent the Luoyun Sect in the future." Elder Fu sighed with emotion.

This competition site, supported by a magic formation, was able to bear mighty force. Nevertheless, its surface was easy to be broken by the remaining energy just like a bean curd. It was amazing! This means the power of Ye Feng and Xiao Teng had already overcome the limits of the magic formation.

"But they are just outer disciples now..." Other Elders were also astonished.

It was surprising the two outer disciples released such striking power.

"Someone is born to be outstanding and never walks on a common path." Elder Fu mumbled. Indeed, Ye Feng and Xiao Teng were talented people who were doomed to live in glory.

"Bang!"

The awful explosive sound resounding, the competition site was a mess. The two guys delivered their strongest power and fiercely fought with each other, brilliant lights intertwining.

"I can't lose!" Xiao Teng exclaimed. He suffered so many difficulties for today, nothing could stop his win.

"Phfft!" Xiao Teng's eyes became bright and the red fire around his body flicked fiercer than before.

"Surging Exotic Fire!" He shouted. The incomparable red fire suddenly came out from the lance and went for Ye Feng directly under a fast speed.

Ye Feng was serious, he never suspected the powerful strength of the red fire. If he was attacked, he might suffer a serious accident, even lose combat power, and be defeated by Xiao Teng in the end.

At this moment, he operated the Immortal Sutra quickly without any hesitation. Ye Feng was like a vortex, the energy of outer world crazily coming in his body.

In the meantime, he transferred some power from the Shennong Tripod to the Qingling Sword.

"Go!"

Ye Feng concentrated and all his power broke out rapidly. With the sound of "slough", the Qingling Sword passed through the red fire momentarily like a long rainbow, forcefully cutting to Xiao Teng.

Additionally, Ye Feng sped up to the highest level and tried to turn his body for avoiding Xiao Teng's assault.

"Poof!" Xiao Teng spitted out blood. His body was trembling. The Qingling Sword was precisely inserted in his chest, the blood coming out from the wound. His eyes were sparkling because he never imagined under his fast and powerful attack, Ye Feng still responded quickly, even carried out such a doughty assault.

Actually, Ye Feng was also in a terrible condition. His clothes were nearly burnt up by the red fire, and his naked skin became dark with steaming black smoke.

Noticing that, Xiao Teng was more astonished than before. The red fire was a kind of unrivaled Exotic Fire, which could burn everything up in the world. Despite Ye Feng was hurt by it, he didn't suffer a fatal injury, only his skin was scorched. This was unbelievable! The rigidity of Ye Feng's body broke through his imagination.

"Come on!" Ye Feng whooped. He attacked Xiao Teng with his fist without stop or notice of his burnt skin.

At the same time, his magic power running, he controlled the Qingling Sword to prepare for a deadly strike to Xiao Teng at suitable moment.

"Nice!" Xiao Teng found his attention from astonishment. His spirit was soaring and the red fire was dancing in a violent way. He seemed like Angra, and confronted Ye Feng head-on without any fear.

"Boom!"

Ye Feng's fist shining, the essence of Tiger Fist was completely displayed with a roaring White Tiger. The sound of "clang" echoed by knocking at the lance.

"Wow, Ye Feng plays the Tiger Fist to such a high level. How marvelous his talent is!" On the spectators stand, all Elders were astounded.

The Tiger Fist was just a first-degree fist skill in the Luoyun Sect, posting an extremely low influence. However, when it was used by Ye Feng, its power rose violently for over ten times, even could compete with the top-grade skill of the Earth level.

"Poof!" Xiao Teng spitted blood again. Ye Feng's fist hit his chest, causing his vital energy and blood rolled drastically.

Ye Feng boasted excessively fast response. He was a little slow just now, but Ye Feng grasped the chance, gave him a fist.

"You're actually my strong rival." Xiao Teng put on a stern impression. He lifted his hand to wipe the blood appearing on the corners of his mouth.

"You too." Ye Feng responded solemnly. He was not pleased with himself for the past successful raid, because he was clear Xiao Teng couldn't lose to him just for that.

"You're powerful, but I must win!" With the sound of "slough", Xiao Teng threw out his lance to Ye Feng in a thrilling speed.

At the same time, his body tightening, his robust, mighty legs moved, like fast aurora, and his fists was rounded by the red fire. He staged an attack to Ye Feng. This was double assaults. He must spare no pains to win.

No fear emerged in Ye Feng's face. The glittering and translucent gloss flowed on his body. He exclaimed, as the fierce tiger going downhill, rushing to Xiao Teng.

"Pow!" His shiny fist crashed with the lance.

At this moment, Xiao Teng got close to Ye Feng, with two strong fists punching him.

Ye Feng had made preparations in advance. At the moment Xiao Teng raising his fists, Ye Feng suddenly kicked out and struck at Xiao Teng, resulting in Xiao stepped back.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng unveiled the power of his initial Saint Physique. Boom! The lance fell down to land.

"Qingling Sword!" Ye Feng roared, with the magic light dazzling in his eyes.

He had controlled the Qingling Sword all the time for launching a perfect raid. Now, the best timing was coming!

Slough! The sparkling Qingling Sword was transformed into a ray of green light under Ye Feng's control, directly thrusting at Xiao Teng's back.

Xiao Teng was responsive. He recognized the danger behind him when he stood firmly, so he avoided instantly without any hesitation.

Poof!

Although Xiao Teng responded immediately, the Qingling Sword was so quick that his chest was penetrated.

Xiao Teng's face became pale, and a horrific blood hole appeared on his chest. The wound was bleeding continuously, incarnadining the ground.

"I can't lose!" Xiao Teng shouted, not resigned to the result.

Phfft! The red fire on his body bounced and rushed into the blood hole in a rapid speed. The hole ceased bleeding at once. A kind of soft splendor spread from Xiao Teng and the wound was healed gradually.