Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

After all, there was only one chance. If he chose this "Stellar Body Protection Arts" book, he would have to give up on the "Heavenly Sword Technique" and if he wanted to enter these three levels, he would need to be an elite disciple.    

Without this identity, no matter how many points he had, it was useless.    

At that moment, Ye Feng's mind was in a mess.    

On one hand, he had chosen the "Heavenly Sword Art", and it was true that it would be able to raise his fighting strength in a short period of time, but on the other hand, if the "Stellar Body Protection Arts" really was a remnant of the "Immortal Star Body", then he would naturally regret it in the future if he were to miss it.    

"Ai …" "Forget it."    

After careful consideration, he still made the decision to take this "Stellar Body Protection Arts".    

Within Yuanwu Continent, there weren't many similar techniques, but they couldn't be counted as unique either. Ye Feng at least had the chance to obtain secret manuals on martial skills that could be used as substitutes.    

But "Immortal Star Body" was the only one.    

Most importantly, looking at the tattered appearance of this secret manual, there was no guarantee that it would really turn into a pile of junk. If that was the case, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life if he didn't train using the Stellar Stone.    

Thinking about it this way, Ye Feng carefully kept the incomplete Qi Method, and then he unwillingly placed the "Heavenly Sword Technique" back to its original position.    

Since he had already decided to use the "Stellar Body Protection Arts", he no longer needed to wait on the third floor as he teleported to the second floor.    

But just as Ye Feng's figure appeared on the second floor, he suddenly heard a clamor in his ears.    

"E Lanshan, what do you mean? I got this' Four Appearances Sword Slash 'first. "    

Separated by a row of bookshelves, there were two Inner Sect disciples standing face to face, both of them looking extremely aggressive.    

Ye Feng was a little familiar with him. They had met once before during the sect opening assessment, so he should be one of the newcomers who had scored more than fifty thousand points in the mystic realm examination and was accepted as a Inner Sect disciple.    

The other person was twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. He wore a yellow robe and had a powerful physique. He had an aquiline nose and long narrow eyes. He was obviously not someone to be trifled with.    

Both of them were holding the same Jade Slip in their right hand, so it should be the skill "Four Symbols Swordplay".    

The yellow clothed man, E Lanshan, stared with his eyes wide and shouted: "Who said that you obtained it first? I clearly got it first, okay? You are a new disciple, and although you have the status of a Inner Sect disciple, you haven't even succeeded in casting your soul into the void, yet dare to be so arrogant in front of me, Senior Brother? "    

The light robed man raised the corner of his mouth into a cold smile, and raised his head, looking down at the yellow clothed man from above, and shouted: "E Lanshan, don't blindly roar, do you know who I am? This young master is Chang Shaoyuan, and our ancestor, Inner Sect Elder Chang Gaoyi, is here. If you offend this young master, then when we get out of here, I'll kill you off. "    

"What?" You, you are Elder Chang's grandson? " E Lanshan loosened his grip and allowed Chang Shaoyuan to hold the Jade Slip in his hand.    

Chang Shaoyuan patted him on the shoulder using a Jade Slip and said with a haughty expression, "Forget about it this time. In the future, show some of your talent.    

"Yes …" Yes, I was wrong, I did not recognize that it was Young Master Chang, and offended you. " E Lanshan smiled apologetically.    

The arrogance and the domineering attitude from before had suddenly attracted the ridicule of many people in the surroundings.    

The only thing was that those who could enter the second floor were all Inner Sect disciples, and most of their cultivations were above E Lanshan. Even though he was extremely angry in his heart, he had nowhere to vent his anger on.    

"Scram." Chang Shaoyuan waved his hand impatiently, took the "Four Symbols Sword Slash" and left without turning his head back.    

He wanted to vent his anger on someone, but he couldn't find it. When he raised his head, he saw the only Innate Martial Cultivator on the second floor looking at him from the side, and he immediately shouted angrily: "You piece of trash, continue looking, this daddy will dig your eyeballs out."    

This Innate Martial Cultivator was obviously Ye Feng.    

Ye Feng laughed helplessly, he had come at the wrong time, and actually became the opponent's pail of air.    

"Bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, he's the grandson of a Inner Sect elder, and you're so scared that you don't even dare fart? Then do you know who this Young Master is? "    

E Lanshan was startled, he then asked back, "Who are you? Could it be that you are also a relative of Inner Sect Elder's family? "    

Another round of laughter came from the surroundings.    

Only then did E Lanshan realize that he had been tricked by Ye Feng.    

This guy in front of him was only wearing Innate Eighth Level, moreover, he was wearing Peerless Peak attire. Damn it, since when did people with Peerless Peak have the guts to ridicule me?    

His anger surged up, and his clothes flapped in the air without any wind. Streams of aura burst out from his body, emitting a strong pressure, as if he was about to take action.    

"E Lanshan, have you gone mad? "They even dare to make a move in the Scripture Pavilion." One of the main peak Inner Sect disciples berated.    

E Lanshan shuddered.    

He was so mad that he forgot he was still in the Scripture Pavilion.    

If he were to make a move here, he would definitely be courting death.    

E Lanshan fiercely glared at Ye Feng, and threatened in a low voice: "Just you wait, even if you are the son of the Peak Master of Peerless Peak, this daddy will still beat you to death."    

Ye Feng frowned, this man was like a mad dog, biting him when he caught him, but he could not do anything inside the Scripture Pavilion, even if he wanted to fight, he would have to go out later.    

It was better not to waste time and choose a powerful martial skill.    

Ye Feng did not continue to care about this madman. He walked over to the bookshelf and began to carefully choose a bookshelf.    

"Tyrant Yang Fist Technique, Profound Rank High Grade, Extreme Yang. Required Sect Points: 80,000."    

"Bright Cut, Profound Rank Middle Grade, extremely fast. With a flash of light, the head falls to the ground. The sect points you'll need, fifty thousand. "    

"Soul Extinguishing Explosion, Profound Rank High Grade, condense a bit of your Essence, and instantly inflict damage to the enemy. Required Sect Points: 90,000."    

"The Cloudsoaring Palm, Profound Rank Extreme Grade, once struck out, it is like a raging tsunami crashing through the clouds. Its might can topple mountains and overturn the seas, and the sect points it requires, two hundred and twenty thousand."    

"..."    

"The palm technique of the Profound Rank Extreme Grade?" Ye Feng's heart moved. Although the points required to exchange for it were a little large, but in terms of other aspects, the power would definitely become stronger.    

That's it.    

After selecting this palm technique, Ye Feng brought the Jade Slip s and the secret scripture of the "Stellar Body Protection Arts" to the pavilion elder for registration.    

"Elder, this disciple has already chosen his choice."    

The pavilion elder glanced at him, then threw the "Stellar Body Protection Arts" secret manual back to Ye Feng and indifferently said: "You took the wrong one, go and trade for another."