Chapter 32 Short-Haired Youth

"This time Ye Feng will definitely be promoted to outer disciple!"

All the handyman disciples looked at Ye Feng with envy.

Not to mention that Ye Feng's own strength is very strong, just talking about the relationship between Ye Feng and his daughter, he will definitely be promoted to outer disciple this time.

Ye Feng became a celebrity in the Falling Cloud Sect. He beheaded Xiao Yun, and had a good relationship with his daughter. There were even rumors that Ye Feng had amazing alchemy skills and had once refined a perfect quality Zhuyan Dan.

These deeds, just take one out, can be shocking.

Ye Feng's face was calm, and under everyone's attention, he stood on a bluestone and quietly waited for the outer sect disciples' assessment to begin.

His eyes were bright, his clothes swayed in the wind, and there was an extraordinary temperament on his body.

"So handsome...!"

A female handyman disciple looked at Ye Feng with a blushing face.

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, the current Ye Feng is not something you can climb high."

An older female handyman disciple reminded.

"I'm so sorry, why didn't I find Ye Feng so handsome before..."

The blushing female servant disciple said with a look of regret.

Many handymen disciples were talking about Ye Feng, but Ye Feng looked calm and ignored the comments of these handyman disciples.

Soon, the chatter of these handyman disciples stopped.

Their eyes also withdrew from Ye Feng's body, and looked at several figures falling from the mountain peak.

The leader was a middle-aged man, with a sturdy stature, a faint cyan glow all over his body, and he looked very handsome and extraordinary.

"The assessment of outer sect disciples is divided into two parts. The first part is to pass this trial path, and the second part is to test your divine power control. As long as you pass these two tests, you can become outer sect disciples of Luoyun Sect. , enjoy the cultivation resources in the sect!"

The middle-aged man had a serious expression, his eyes glowed, and he swept over the numerous handymen one by one.

When his eyes swept to Ye Feng, his eyes stopped for a moment.

Ye Feng's eyes were clear, and he looked directly at the middle-aged man without changing his expression.

After staring at each other for a few seconds, the middle-aged man withdrew his gaze from Ye Feng.

"Assessment for promotion to outer sect disciple, start now!"

He shouted loudly, the bell sounded like Huang Zhong Dalu, the entrance to the trial peak flashed, and the trial road opened instantly.

Swish!

In an instant, all the handyman disciples swarmed wildly and ran wildly on the trial road.

Ye Feng's face was calm, he got off the bluestone and walked slowly towards the trial road.

He is not in a hurry. The trial road tests the cultivation of divine power. The further back you go, the greater the pressure. Without the support of the cultivation of the triple condensed energy, it is impossible to pass this trial road.

"Are you Ye Feng?"

When Ye Feng passed the entrance of the trial, the middle-aged man suddenly spoke up and stared at Ye Feng sharply.

"Okay, what's the problem?"

Ye Feng looked back calmly, and in the face of the middle-aged man's sharp eyes, he behaved very calmly.

"Young people should not be arrogant, otherwise they will easily die halfway."

The middle-aged man said coldly.

"I don't want to hurt people, but others always hurt me for no reason."

Ye Feng said calmly, and then he stopped and went straight to the trial road.

He didn't know what the middle-aged man wanted to express, but he knew clearly that this middle-aged man was hostile to him!

On the trial road, Ye Feng walked very easily and did not feel any pressure.

Beside him, some handyman disciples were breathing heavily. Their cultivation realm was relatively low, and they did not reach the third-level condensed Qi realm. They came here to participate in the assessment, just to try their luck.

The further you go, the greater the pressure, and the number of handyman disciples is also significantly reduced.

Ye Feng's face was calm, he had walked a long distance and still didn't feel the pressure.

"This... Ye Feng, how high is your cultivation base now?"

A panting handyman disciple looked at Ye Feng with admiration. He was already at his limit and couldn't even take one more step forward, but Ye Feng walked very easily.

"I don't know... but I clearly know that Xiao Yun, the outer disciple of the fifth level of Qi Condensation, died in his hands."

Another handyman disciple said.

"so smart?!"

The face of the handyman disciple who just spoke changed greatly, and his face was full of shock.

Ye Feng was calm, his footsteps were as steady as Mount Tai, and he walked forward step by step, neither in a hurry nor slow.

"We're almost at the top of the mountain."

Ye Feng looked up and saw that it was only a few hundred meters away from the exit of the top of the mountain.

He looked around and found that there were only a dozen handymen disciples who could walk here.

This elimination rate is too high, there are more than 500 handymen disciples, and at the end there are only a dozen left, and these dozen or so may not be able to reach the end.

At this moment, Ye Feng's eyebrows suddenly raised, and he felt a strong pressure coming from all directions, as heavy as a mountain.

"It seems that the key point is reached, and the pressure has increased."

Ye Feng's face was calm and not nervous at all.

He did not use divine power, and burst out the physical power of the first-order Holy Body, resisting the pressure from all directions, and walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

With a bang, a handyman disciple in front of him couldn't bear the pressure and rolled down from the top of the mountain.

"Do what you can, don't force yourself."

Ye Feng calmly shot, supported the body of the handyman disciple, and stopped him from rolling down.

"Thank you."

This handyman's face was pale, and it was already his limit to go here. The pressure ahead was too great, and he couldn't move forward at all.

"fine."

Ye Feng smiled kindly, and then continued to walk forward.

Just then, a mocking voice came from behind him.

"Hey, it's hard for me to protect myself, and I still want to protect others. I'm dying of laughter."

Ye Feng looked back, and several young people were looking at him with big smiles.

"who are you?"

Ye Feng frowned, he sensed that the atmosphere of these young people was very unusual, not like ordinary handyman disciples.

"It doesn't matter who we are, what matters is that someone doesn't want you to go on."

A young man with short hair came out. He exuded a spirit of arrogance, very conceited, and looked at Ye Feng with a very provocative gaze.

Ye Feng was alert, he was thinking who sent these young people to deal with him.

Wang He?

Purple blue?

Or Bai Jie?

He thought about all the people who had grudges against him, and felt that these people were likely to shoot at him.

"Are you going down here by yourself, or let some of our brothers help you?"

The short-haired young man looked at Ye Feng with a playful expression, but did not take Ye Feng into his eyes at all.

"Who sent you here?"

Ye Feng's face darkened slightly, and his eyes swept coldly towards the short-haired youth.