Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng's courtyard was filled with many disciples of the fifth batch. When they saw their senior brothers from the fourth batch coming over, they thought that He Yongliang had brought his men to cause trouble. A group of people gathered together, and they immediately began to berate them.    

"Get out. You senior brothers, how can you be so shameless?"    

"That's right. You all should leave immediately, or else we will go to the Law Enforcement Hall!"    

The fifth batch of disciples were very united.    

The fourth batch of senior brothers were amused when they saw this. They thought back to the time when they first entered the Fragrant Sky Academy, and they were the same as Ye Feng and the other new students.    

"Alright, don't be nervous. I'm not He Yongliang's helper."    

Among the fourth batch of senior brothers, a tall and handsome senior brother with a head full of white hair said.    

Hearing this, the fifth batch of disciples calmed down. Ye Feng also walked out of the courtyard.    

Looking at the fourth batch of senior brothers, especially the white-haired senior brother in the lead, Ye Feng was surprised. This white-haired senior brother gave him a great sense of oppression. He was at least at the fourth level of the Spiritual Realm.    

"Seniors, I wonder why you all came."    

Ye Feng asked. He could be considered the backbone of the fifth batch of Inner Sect disciples. His strength and realm were all ranked at the top.    

"You are Ye Feng?"    

The white-haired senior brother asked with a smile.    

"That's right, I am Ye Feng."    

Ye Feng nodded.    

"You are not bad, kid. You are just a new student, but you can already defeat He Yingyong."    

The white-haired senior brother laughed heartily and continued, "My name is Zhao Liang, and I am a member of the Cyanwood Alliance. You don't have to worry about He Yingyong bringing his big brother to take revenge on you. If he dares to come, you can contact me. I will help you deal with him!"    

Zhao Liang was very confident, and he had a face full of confidence.    

Ye Feng was a little surprised in his heart. He knew that the Cyanwood Alliance and the Hundred Flowers Alliance that He Yingyong mentioned were both organizations established by the disciples of the Fragrant Sky Academy.    

Looking at Zhao Liang's performance, it seemed that the Cyanwood Alliance was stronger than the Hundred Flowers Alliance. Otherwise, he wouldn't have such confidence.    

"Alright, thank you, Senior Brother Zhao Liang."    

Ye Feng nodded politely and said.    

Ye Feng's current strength was very easy for him to deal with He Yingyong. Even if he met a Stage One Spiritual Cultivator or even a Stage Two Spiritual Cultivator, he would still have the strength to fight them.    

But if it was a Stage Three Spiritual Cultivator or someone stronger, or if there were too many people, Ye Feng would have a hard time fighting them. Since Zhao Liang was willing to help him, Ye Feng naturally wouldn't refuse.    

"Alright, then we will leave first."    

Zhao Liang smiled indifferently. He and these fourth-year disciples were here to see Ye Feng, a warrior who dared to attack his senior brother as soon as he entered the academy.    

Now that he saw Ye Feng, Zhao Liang felt that this trip was worth it. Ye Feng's performance in front of him was neither humble nor arrogant, and he had a very imposing manner. He was definitely not an ordinary person.    

"It's a pity that this Junior Brother Ye Feng only has an ordinary physique. If he had a precious physique, he would be able to be accepted by those elders as a personal disciple. His future achievements would be limitless."    

Zhao Liang said with a sigh.    

"Brother Liang, you can't say that. I think that even if Junior Brother Ye Feng does not have a precious body, he will still have great achievements in the future."    

"Maybe. I am looking forward to Ye Feng creating a miracle and surpassing a precious body with a mortal body to fight for our pride."    

Zhao Liang nodded and said.    

In the Fragrant Sky Academy, the disciples were all very free. Other than not killing the innocent and colluding with demons and devils, there were not many rules that restricted the disciples.    

Therefore, the disciples of the Fragrant Sky Academy did everything they could and established many organizations.    

The Green Wood Union, Hundred Streams Union, these were all organizations established by the Inner Sect disciples. They were also somewhat famous in the Fragrant Sky Academy.    

However, among all the organizations, the strongest was the Prodigy Union established by the personal disciples with special physiques.    

There were also competitions between the various disciples, but no organization could compete with the Prodigy Union.    

The members of the Prodigy Union were all Elders, and they had special physiques, powerful strength, and extraordinary talent. They also thought highly of themselves and looked down on the Inner Sect disciples, let alone the Outer Sect disciples.    

This caused Zhao Liang and the others, who were Inner Sect disciples, to always desire to surpass the Prodigy Union and to be able to show off their pride.    

In Ye Feng's courtyard, as Zhao Liang and the others left, it was already late at night. The gathered disciples also left one after another and returned to their own residences to rest. The small courtyard returned to peace.    

"Brother Ye Feng, if that He Xiangyang really brings people tomorrow, I will go find Senior Brother Zhao Liang."    

Ning Yao said to Ye Feng.    

"Alright, I'll leave this matter to you."    

Ye Feng smiled indifferently and told Ning Yao and the others not to be too afraid. He then returned to his room to rest.    

The next morning, the door of Ye Feng's courtyard was forcefully kicked open.    

"Ye Feng, get the hell out here!"    

He Ying Meng shouted arrogantly. Behind him, there were more than twenty fourth-year disciples.    

Among them, there was a man with a similar appearance to He Ying Meng and a slightly stronger body. He was He Ying Meng's big brother, He Ying Meng.    

The fourth-year disciples who came were also members of the Hundred Stream Alliance. They were called over by He Ying Meng, the vice alliance leader of the Hundred Stream Alliance, to deal with Ye Feng.    

"You really came?"    

Ye Feng walked out of his room and frowned slightly. He Ying Meng's cultivation was at the second level of the Spiritual Realm. Among the Hundred Stream Alliance members that he brought, there were also two at the first level of the Spiritual Realm.    

The remaining fourth-year disciples were basically all at the ninth level of the Spiritual Core Stage. This kind of lineup was very troublesome for Ye Feng.    

"I'll go find Senior Brother Zhao Liang."    

Ning Yao was in Liu Zhang Wen's room. Seeing this scene, he quickly whispered to Liu Zhang Wen. He quietly left the room, jumped out of the backyard, and ran to the fourth floor residential area to contact Zhao Liang.    

"You're Ye Feng? You dare to hit my brother? Do you not want to live anymore?"    

He Ying Meng looked at Ye Feng and said with a cold smile.    

"Ye Feng, aren't you very arrogant? You didn't want to pay the security fee, so I will turn you into a cripple today!"    

With the help of his big brother, He Ying Meng also said with a proud face.    

"Hehe, you guys from the Fragrant Sky Academy are really ridiculous."    

Ye Feng did not have any fear and directly scolded.    

Hearing this, He Ying Meng was furious and immediately rushed forward to punch Ye Feng.    

"Brat, you are too presumptuous. Let me teach you how to respect your senior brother and talk properly!"    

He Ying Meng's heavy punch used all of his strength. He did not have any thoughts of defending, because he felt that with his big brother, He Ying Meng here, no matter how arrogant Ye Feng was, he would not dare to retaliate. Otherwise, the consequences would be very miserable.    

However, to He Ying Meng's surprise, Ye Feng was not afraid at all. He directly relied on his invulnerable body to withstand He Ying Meng's punch, and at the same time, Ye Feng's Iron Explosion Fist also smashed into He Ying Meng's face.    

"Ah!"    

He Ying Meng screamed miserably, his entire face caving in, and one of his eyes even exploded, almost being killed by Ye Feng with a single punch.    

Seeing He Ying Meng's face covered in blood and his appearance destroyed, He Ying Meng's face instantly became sinister, and his eyes were about to split open.    

"Ye Feng, you are courting death. You actually dare to injure my brother!"    

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