Ye Feng had clearly gained the upper hand when the judges used the two of them to activate the sword qi earlier. Furthermore, Ye Feng's cultivation level was still lower than his opponent's. If they knew that Ye Feng was only activating the dantian qi, they didn't know what everyone would think.
Yang Xiaofeng was still unwilling to give up. He believed that stimulating sword qi with true qi could not represent the good or bad of a spirit artifact. The best way was to collide with each other once. It was clear who was stronger and who was weaker.
"Young Master Ye, look …"
The judge looked at Ye Feng. One side represented the Qi Clan while the other was the Yang Clan. The judge had to be fair and seek Ye Feng's opinion.
"As he wishes!"
When he entered the arena, Yang Xiaofeng revealed killing intent. Ye Feng did not have a good impression of him. Since he was shameless and continued to experiment, Ye Feng simply slapped him fiercely.
"Little brat, don't think that you can pass just by blindfolding the judges. I will let you know what a true artifact forging technique is."
The sword flashed with sword light, and a large open space appeared between the two of them. They actually wanted to collide with each other, finally deciding whose spirit artifact was the strongest.
"Wait!"
Just as Yang Xiaofeng was about to use his sword technique, Ye Feng suddenly stopped his opponent.
"Kid, are you scared? If you're scared, you should get out of here with your tail between your legs."
Yang Xiaofeng laughed sinisterly.
"Ignorant!"
'"You have repeatedly questioned my longsword. I can ignore it. Now that you're about to hit my longsword again, do you think that the Equipment Refining Tournament was held by your family? Do whatever you want."
Ye Feng sneered.
"But …" Ye Feng paused for a moment. "Since you want to test it, I can help you. If my sword is stronger than yours, or even much stronger than yours, should you compensate me for the doubts you have repeatedly raised against me?"
Although Ye Feng did not say anything just now, he had already spoken at this moment. Why did he follow Yang Xiaofeng's footsteps and seize the initiative?
"If you're scared, you can tell me. As long as you get out of here, you can. Why bother? You're still feeling guilty."
Yang Xiaofeng laughed loudly, thinking that Ye Feng was afraid.
"Can you be a little ignorant?" Ye Feng mocked, "It's very simple. I can agree to your weapon handover and test which is stronger or weaker. However, what qualifications do you have to ask me to do this? Furthermore, the champion has already announced that even if I don't accept your request, what can you do to me?"
Ye Feng was right. Even if Ye Feng did not accept the other party's request, he would still be the champion. Because the result had already been announced, the other party repeatedly provoked him. If Ye Feng accepted it silently, this was not Ye Feng's character. He had to let the other party bleed a little.
"Then how can you agree!"
Yang Xiaofeng could tell that Ye Feng wanted him to take out some things before he was willing to hand over his weapons.
"My request is very simple. You can take out 100,000 True Spirit Pills. I agree to accompany you in an experiment!"
Ye Feng was really a lion's mouth, his mouth was a hundred thousand True Spirit Pills.
The surrounding discussions were all stunned by Ye Feng's actions. Ye Feng's actions were beyond ordinary people's imagination. He actually threatened Yang Xiaofeng to give him 100,000 True Spirit Pills at this time, so that they would be willing to verify each other.
If Yang Xiaofeng didn't win, Ye Feng would be the champion. Obviously, Yang Xiaofeng still had luck and didn't want to lose to his opponent. This time, he had to win the championship.
"This kid is really weird. He refuses to let go of such an opportunity. He is truly a money gatherer!"
Master Ku had a smile on his face, and was confused by Ye Feng's actions.
Qi Ruomei's pair of beautiful eyes moved. It seemed that she had underestimated this junior apprentice-brother and refused to let go of any opportunity to obtain resources. It seemed that it was wrong to call him a money gatherer. Ye Feng knew how to make use of every opportunity.
"Are you willing to take out the True Spirit Pill? If you don't, pretend that I didn't say anything. Anyway, the champion already belongs to me."
Ye Feng did not care at all. He wore a faint smile on his face, as if he was careless. This time, he left the problem to Yang Xiaofeng.
The dozen or so judges did not expect Ye Feng to make such a request. Some people secretly laughed. Yang Xiaofeng was throwing stones at his own feet. Just now, he wanted to verify it with Ye Feng. Now, hearing Ye Feng's request for 100,000 True Spirit Pills, he became dispirited.
"Alright, I promise to give you a hundred thousand True Spirit Pills. Can we compete now?"
Yang Xiaofeng gritted his teeth and agreed to Ye Feng's request.
"Give me the pills!"
Ye Feng stretched out his right hand and wanted to take it now.
"I don't have that much on me. Will my dignified Yang Clan owe you 100,000 True Spirit Pills?"
Yang Xiaofeng was furious. In front of so many people, even if he wanted to go back on his word, he would not be able to do so. Moreover, compared to the champion, 100,000 True Spirit Pills were nothing. Once he won the championship, he would even get more.
"I don't think you dare to owe me anything. Take action!"
Ye Feng no longer flirted with him and acted like he was going to fight.
Everyone was completely focused. They didn't want to miss this opportunity and waited quietly.
In an instant!
Yang Xiaofeng's sword moved, emitting a strong light.
"Brat, I want you to know what a true spirit artifact is!"
With a loud shout, Yang Xiaofeng's sword emitted an incomparably fierce light, fiercely slashing towards Ye Feng's sword.
Ye Feng remained indifferent, still standing on the spot, allowing the other party's sword to fall.
"What's wrong with this brat? Why didn't he fight back? Don't you know that he has the advantage first?"
Seeing that Ye Feng did not show any signs of retaliating, Master Ku was extremely anxious. Although it was only a collision, the one who attacked first would definitely have the upper hand.
Qiang!
Just as Yang Xiaofeng's sword was about to land, Ye Feng's sword moved, drawing out an incomparable sword light. The two rays of light collided and emitted a resplendent light, causing everyone to be unable to open their eyes.
"Kacha!"
A very clear sound of shattering appeared in the square, but it was obscured by the light and could not be seen clearly. Then, there was the sound of a weapon landing on the ground, as if someone's weapon had broken. After falling to the ground, it made a clanging sound.
The light quickly dissipated. There was no change to the two people on the field. The only change was that only half of the sword was left in one of their hands.
"This is impossible, this is impossible, why, why …"
Yang Xiaofeng looked at the half of the sword hilt in his hand as if he had gone mad and kept shouting.
The ten judges shook their heads helplessly. They did not wish for such a result. However, Yang Xiaofeng did not know what was good for him. He believed that his Weapon Refining Technique was powerful and was unwilling to win the third place. Now, he could not accept this fact.
Ignoring Yang Xiaofeng's roar, Ye Feng bowed to the ten judges. Then, he left the plaza and entered another part of the plaza. He immediately gave out the championship reward.
At this moment, the people from the Qi Clan were the most excited in the square. Especially Qi Sheng. In a single day, he experienced great ups and downs. From losing a bunch of troops, in the blink of an eye, there was another bunch. He even obtained a million True Spirit Pills and two Dragon Tiger Pills for nothing.
The royal lord's expression was a little gloomy, but he still acted very calmly. Many people began to congratulate Qi Sheng and quickly entered the announcement of the rewards.
"Congratulations to the Qi Clan for winning the championship, the Hu Clan for winning the runner-up, and the Yang Clan for winning the third place. The awards will be issued now!"
With a loud announcement, the three of them walked over. Yang Xiaofeng's face was ashen, and his eyes were filled with anger. He wished he could go up and bite Ye Feng.
"Third place wins 50,000 True Spirit Pills, a top Xiantian martial skill, bestowed viscount."
Yang Xiaofeng took the item without feeling anything, and there was also a viscount token, without a trace of a smile on his face.
"Second place wins 100,000 True Spirit Pills, a grade Xiantian Martial Skill, and a Bone Cleansing Pill, bestowing the title of Earl!"
Hu Ling was very excited. To be able to get second place was already a great honor. At the very least, the strength of the entire clan would rise by a large margin. A count could also be divided into 100,000 troops. It was extremely rare for such a young man to have such a feat.
"The champion obtained 200,000 True Spirit Pills, a top-grade Xiantian martial skill, and a Dragon Tiger Pill to confer the title of Marquis."
The rewards for first place were indeed abundant, Especially after consuming this Dragon Tiger Pill, it would increase the strength of one dragon and one tiger. In the future, it could even change the shape of the dragon and tiger and change the quality of true energy. This was not the most important thing. The true power of the Dragon Tiger Pill was to increase the chance of reaching the Earth Martial realm by 70%. Those experts who were stuck in the Xiantian realm all their lives wished they could obtain a Dragon Tiger Pill.
Ye Feng happily accepted the items. When he arrived at the Imperial City, he exchanged for 200,000 True Spirit Pills. Yang Xiaofeng owed him 100,000, and now he received 200,000 True Spirit Pills. The number of True Spirit Pills on Ye Feng's body instantly soared to 500,000. He was definitely on the rich side. It was estimated that even ordinary direct disciples of Heavenly Spirit Academy were not as wealthy as Ye Feng.
"In the end, we will award the champion a special award!"
Once again, this time was different from the past. The royal family promised to win the championship. The royal family promised to fulfill one thing as long as it could be accomplished.
The emperor and the ministers walked out and stood at the edge of the fence. Ye Feng raised his head and saw that his gaze fell on the emperor.
Everyone held their breath and wanted to know what Ye Feng wanted the royal family to do for them.
"If it was me, I would marry the princess. From now on, there's no need to worry."
A burst of discussion came from the crowd.
"Useless things, if it were me, I would need a large number of treasures and hide in a deserted place to cultivate in peace."
Another person said.
Only Qi Ruomei was very nervous. Her eyes were fixed on Ye Feng. Master Ku was also very anxious. The most critical moment had arrived. Whether Ye Feng could help Qi Ruomei untie the shackles on her body or not.
Qi Sheng stared at Ye Feng, signaling him not to talk nonsense. The Emperor was currently angry, so as not to leave a bad impression on him.
However, Ye Feng pretended not to see it. His gaze swept across Master Ku's body and finally stared at Qi Ruomei. He found that the latter's gaze carried a trace of sadness.
"Reporting to the Emperor, my request is very simple. I hope you can cancel the marriage between Qi Ruomei and the Third Prince!"
Ye Feng's tone wasn't humble and didn't say anything. It was very slow and also very calm.
His calm tone stirred up endless waves, like a giant rock falling into a pond, causing thousands of ripples.