Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

The only woman among the Ten Kings, Fairy Feng Miao Miao, looked at Ye Feng and said with a light glow in her eyes.    

"Hehe, you are acting like a horny girl again."    

The Sky-Breaking King, Ji Buping, shook his head and laughed as he looked at Feng Miao Miao.    

These two King-Conferring Experts were both burglars. Apart from them, there was another King-Conferring Expert who was also a burglar, and that was the Dragon Might King.    

The Dragon Might King had a dignified face. Although he was not very old, he had a very stable temperament. He looked at Ye Feng with a solemn expression.    

"Ye Feng, it's nice to see you again."    

The Dragon Might King said slowly, his eyes filled with seriousness.    

"I have heard of the Dragon Might King for a long time."    

Ye Feng smiled and cupped his hands. His eyes lit up. The Dragon Might King's strength was not weak. He had actually reached the fifth stage of the Martial Spirit. He was the strongest among the current King-Conferring Experts in the Heavenly Palace.    

As for the other six King-Conferring Experts, they all had legitimate identities. Their realms had also reached the Martial Spirit Realm. It seemed that while Ye Feng had been fighting in the outside world, they had not been idle.    

"Since everyone is here, then the competition can begin."    

The Holy Dragon sat at the head of the table and looked at Ye Feng and the others in the hall as he said calmly.    

After that, the Holy Dragon waved his hand. The scene in front of everyone's eyes quickly changed. It was as if they were being carried by some kind of force and quickly moved. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at an ancient valley.    

The valley was very wide, and the surroundings were very spacious. There were only hard rocks around, and in the center of the valley were a few huge rings.    

"Senior Holy Dragon's strength is indeed not only at the ninth rank of Martial Spirit..."    

Ye Feng looked at the Holy Dragon in amazement. The other cultivators might not be able to sense what the Holy Dragon had just done, but Ye Feng could clearly feel that the Holy Dragon's strength had a feeling of surpassing the ninth rank of Martial Spirit, and it gave Ye Feng a great sense of pressure.    

"Draw lots to decide your opponents."    

The Holy Dragon glanced at Ye Feng and nodded slightly. Then, ten Light Balls appeared in the air.    

The ten Light Balls contained the names of the nine King level experts and Ye Feng. Although Murong Chuchu also participated in this competition, she was obviously given special treatment by the Holy Dragon, and she had the right to be in the draw.    

Of course, it was also because Murong Chuchu's strength was not strong. She could not even defeat the King level experts present. The Holy Dragon did not want her to lose too badly, so he eliminated her the moment she entered the ring.    

After that, Ye Feng reached out to take a Light Ball. The Light Ball landed in Ye Feng's hand, and the light dissipated, revealing a piece of paper with the words 'Beautiful Feng' written on it.    

"Oh?"    

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Miaomiao. The other party just happened to be standing in front of Ye Feng. She raised her head and looked at Ye Feng with a sweet smile. She waved the paper in her hand, and the words 'Ye Feng' were written on it.    

"Brother Ye Feng, you have to cherish the beauty."    

"Haha, Miss Feng, you must be joking."    

Ye Feng chuckled, but his reply was very straightforward.    

Hearing that, Feng Miaomiao's expression froze. Ye Feng's meaning was that he didn't plan to show mercy?    

"Little girl, don't be beaten to death."    

Seeing that Feng Miaomiao had drawn Ye Feng, the Heavenly King of Stealing immediately laughed. When Feng Miaomiao looked over with an unfriendly gaze, he quickly jumped away and waved the note in his hand.    

"I'm not going to chat with you anymore. I'm going to deal with Wang Tiangu!"    

The note in the Heavenly King's hand was impressively written with the words Wang Tengtong. This was the Giant Spirit King of the Giant Spirit Region.    

The other Kings also selected their opponents one after another. The opponent of the Draconic Might King was the Sword King of the Sword King Sect of the Seventh King Region, Li Jianyi.    

Ye Feng walked up to the arena and looked at Feng Miaomiao, who was standing opposite him with a serious expression. He cupped his hands slightly.    

"Come on, I won't give in!"    

Feng Miaomiao gritted her teeth and the Qi and blood in her body surged. Her body became incomparably light, as if a gust of wind could blow her away at any time.    

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this. Feng Miaomiao's realm was ordinary, and she was only at the second stage of Martial Spirit. She was not worth mentioning to Ye Feng, but Feng Miaomiao's Qi and blood were very unique, and it was very interesting.    

"Ye Feng, watch out!"    

Feng Miaomiao shouted and took the lead to attack. She flicked her sleeves and a gust of wind attacked Ye Feng.    

This breeze seemed ordinary, but Ye Feng could sense the fluctuations of his soul from it. It even made him momentarily absent-minded. He could vaguely see countless beautiful women with thin clothes.    

Obviously, this was a soul attack. If not for Ye Feng's powerful soul, he would have fallen into this bewitchment and would not be able to extricate himself.    

"Miss Feng's methods are not ordinary."    

Ye Feng praised, and then he punched out lightly. His counterattack was very casual, giving people the feeling that he did not care about it at all. Even Feng Miaomiao could not help but frown.    

"You look down on me?"    

Just as Feng Miaomiao opened her mouth, her expression suddenly changed. The power contained in Ye Feng's punch gave her the feeling that she could not withstand it at all.    

"Heaven and Earth Silk!"    

Feng Miaomiao hurriedly retreated. At the same time, she waved her arms, and waves of wind whistled out, condensing into invisible silk. They intertwined and blocked Ye Feng's attack in the void.    

Boom!    

In the next moment, all the silk formed by the wind exploded. Ye Feng's punch arrived in front of Feng Miaomiao without any obstruction.    

"It's over!"    

Fear appeared in Feng Miaomiao's eyes. She actually felt the threat of death. The power contained in Ye Feng's punch was too terrifying. She was unable to withstand it at all, and she might even lose her life because of it.    

"Miaomiao!"    

At this moment, the expression of the Heavenly King who had been fighting with the Giant Spirit King changed drastically. He could not help but shout, but because he was distracted by the Giant Spirit King, he was caught by the opening and was sent flying out with a punch.    

"What powerful strength!"    

The corner of the Dragon's Might King's eyes also saw Ye Feng's attack. His pupils shrank, and his heart was filled with shock.    

The other King-Conferring Experts were also attracted by Ye Feng's strength. They were all extremely surprised.    

Ye Feng's cultivation base was only at Stage Nine of the Qi Disciple Realm. Originally, no one paid much attention to him. However, the strength that he had displayed was shocking. His strength was simply too terrifying.    

"This is Young Master Ye Feng."    

Seeing everyone's reaction, Murong Chuchu proudly raised her head and felt happy for Ye Feng. However, she looked at Feng Miaomiao with a trace of worry in her eyes.    

Feng Miaomiao was the only female among the King-Conferring Experts. Furthermore, she was the person chosen by the golden rooster. The relationship between the jade rabbit and the golden rooster was the best. Murong Chuchu often interacted with Feng Miaomiao and liked this playful and beautiful girl very much. It would be a pity if Ye Feng killed Feng Miaomiao with a single punch.    

At this moment, Ye Feng's fist was about to hit Feng Miaomiao. A look of despair appeared in the latter's eyes. However, Ye Feng's fist suddenly stopped.    

"I admit it."    

Ye Feng retracted his fist and cupped his fists in salute. His movements were completed in one go.    

Feng Miaomiao was still in a state of fear of death. After a long while, she reacted and a trace of redness appeared on her pale little face. She said gratefully, "Thank you for showing mercy."    

"We are all chosen ones. There is no need to fight to the death."    

Ye Feng smiled indifferently.    

Chapter 12 – The King-Conferring Experts