Awakening on the Mid-Autumn Festival, starting with a hundred times the crit!

Chapter 56 Advance to the Semifinals

This is a knockout match, and if you lose a game, you can go to the side of the playground to watch others play.

It's really thanks to Ye Feng, if it were someone else, maybe he would be restrained to death by his Shaolin Festival.

The students who formed a circle under the stage all sighed.

"Hey, Ye Feng, will it really fall into his hands? That would be a pity. Since ancient times, the height of the devil is one foot, and the height is one foot. Ye Feng's opening is a disadvantage..."

"You underestimate the Hungry Ghost Festival too. Don't forget, behind the Hungry Ghost Festival is the entire underworld. Jianghe's Shaolin Festival, is there a Buddha behind it?"

"At best, he is just an eminent monk."

"However, Ye Feng's Hungry Ghost Festival hasn't grown up yet, even an eminent monk can suppress it..."

The more people talked, the more distressed they became, and they all sighed.

There are even many little fans of Ye Feng who are ready to defend him against injustices. They are so restrained, how can they fight?
however.

Ye Feng, who was standing on the stage, was as steady as Mount Tai, without any panic.

Facing Jiang He, he just smiled.

Seeing that the other party didn't make a move immediately, his heart moved, and he asked.

"Well, classmate, let me ask, is there any club you want to join?"

Jiang He, who was holding a magic wand in his hand, was taken aback for a moment.

He didn't expect Ye Feng's thinking to be so out of bounds.

This is a fight, you ask about the club?
But when he thought of perfect restraint and was about to defeat the opponent, Jiang He's heart softened, and he looked at Ye Feng with pitiful eyes.

"There is already a club looking for me, what's the matter?"

Ye Feng pondered for a moment, thinking about it.

"How about you come to my club after we fight?"

Shaolin Festival is the solar term with the strongest yang energy. Although it is not good to fight with people, it is very restrained against ghosts, and it is very popular in this world.

If it can be brought to the club, it will be a great help in the future.

Jiang He didn't think too much about it. For him, he could join any club.

Anyway, his practice does not rely much on the resources provided by the school.

he said with a sigh.

"Things are impermanent, well, I join, as if you are making up for your brother's top ten spots."

The people around were beginning to be confused.

Pulling people into the club in the arena, is there such an operation?

Some little fans of Ye Feng's eyes lit up when they heard Ye Feng vaguely talking about starting a club, and shouted.

"Brother Ye Feng! I also join the club, take me with you!"

"Me, me, me, I want to join too!!!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

However, Mu Yanming, the president of Zhanyan, who was standing in a corner, twitched the corner of his mouth, and the veins on his forehead were slightly bulging.

Because, Jiang He on stage was just drawn into the club yesterday.

Didn't expect to turn back so soon?

He couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up and shouted loudly.

"Jiang He, why did you promise me yesterday and run away now?"

"Let me tell you, don't think that you can defeat Ye Feng if you restrain your solar terms, and you will lose as well!"

Unexpectedly, Jiang He, who was standing on the stage, cast a contemptuous glance at Mu Yanming, who was angry with bulging veins, and replied leisurely.

"I just joined, what's the matter, I also told you that even if I lose, I won't join your club."

"Hey, I'm just playing, I'm going to piss you off, don't talk to me so badly!"

Suddenly, Mu Yanming felt that his breathing was not smooth.

As the president of Peking University's No. [-] club, this was the first time he had encountered such an arrogant and domineering freshman.

If it wasn't for the fact that the opponent was competing in the ring, he would have given Jiang He a good beating.

Soon, some backbones of the Zhanyan Society came up to stop Mu Yanming and persuade him.

"Boss, forget it, wait until the competition is over, and then deal with him."

Standing on the stage, Ye Feng was a little dumbfounded.

This Jiang He is a little too cute.

Are you really not afraid of being beaten?

Ye Feng twisted his neck slightly, stretched his muscles and bones, and then suddenly shouted.

"Halloween, Zhongyuan!"

In an instant, majestic black air emerged from his body, and condensed into the shape of a door in his body.

Around the entire arena, the temperature dropped a little because of the ghostly aura.

As if it was cold to the bone, it made people have goosebumps constantly.

Occasionally, a few streaks of black air touched the golden light on Jiang He's body, and immediately, as if a chemical reaction had occurred, it began to sizzling.

It quickly turned into white mist and disappeared.

This is the effect of yang qi innately restraining ghost qi.

This scene was naturally seen by Jiang He, and he became even more excited.

How does flying dragon riding face lose?
This is not a proper way to win! !

In the Ghost Festival, which is the number one ranking in the trial area, Yuan Yefeng is about to overturn at his place! ! !
however.

The next moment, when Ye Feng leisurely took out the judge's pen and wrote a cursive version of Yang, the smile on Jiang He's face froze.

The yang qi contained in that yang character is purer than his body.

Soon, the characters condensed and turned into a stream of light, pouring into Ye Feng's body.

In an instant, the ghostly aura on Ye Feng's body became golden and full of yang energy.

However, this is an inverse attribute conversion, which consumes a lot of prayer power, and can't use Li Gui.

He clasped his fists at Jiang He and said.

"Sorry, I must go in the top ten."

"You said you would join my club, don't go back on your word."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the pen and swiped again, counting until golden rays of light that were more dazzling than his body emerged, and all of them flew over.

boom!
Several voices rang out, all hitting Jiang He's Jin body.

A series of gaps began to emerge.

Immediately, Jiang He was a little dumbfounded, he never expected it.

Ye Feng, as the Ghost Festival of the Ghost Festival, is also uniquely able to convert ghost energy into yang energy.

Truly an all-around fighter.

However, this is not enviable.

They have a unique special weapon for the Ghost Festival, the judge's pen.

His Shaolin Festival, when it comes to fighting, is actually not weak, Shaolin's [-] kinds of martial arts have also dominated before.

But he only awakened a magic wand special weapon, which is more auxiliary, and has no fighting ability at all when fighting with people.

Immediately, he felt like crying.

What are they called.

He looked at Ye Feng who was smiling all over his face, and said with a mournful face.

"Referee, don't fight, don't fight, I admit defeat."

The referee on the side also watched with relish, and looked at Ye Feng with admiration.

Hearing Jiang He said to admit defeat, he said a little unhappy.

"Student, your fighting spirit is not very good. You haven't fought much yet. Continue."

"Maybe Ye Feng's ghostly spirit will come back soon."

However, under Jiang He's gaze of killing people, the referee announced helplessly.

"In the second round, Ye Feng won. Today, he won both rounds and directly advanced to the semi-finals."

After hearing the announcement of victory, Ye Feng was satisfied and walked off the stage with his shoulders crossed with Jiang He, who was sad, and said as he walked.

"Brother, let me tell you, it doesn't matter, isn't it the top ten. Practice hard, and our society will have plenty of resources in the future."

It's just that he didn't go far after getting off the ring.

He was surrounded by members of the Zhanyan Society who were full of anger and gloomy.

(End of this chapter)