Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Originally, when he saw Huang Qi's defeat, Hua Tianlee, who was watching from the top, was already dispirited and weak. However, this action of the Seventh Princess caused him to be as furious as if he had been charged with lightning.    

"Fuck, I'm going to kill that stinking brat. I must kill him …"    

His tightly clenched fists trembled slightly, and his eyes spewed flames that seemed ready to devour someone.    

Hua Tianlee could not take it anymore, the anger was on his heart, as he was about to go up on stage and attack.    

"Second Young Master, absolutely do not …" Lin Qingjie immediately extended his hand out to stop him. What a joke, even Huang Qi had died in Ye Feng's hands, how could Hua Tianlee, who was only at the late stage of Clear Heart Stage, be his match?    

If he let Ye Feng kill him easily, it would be weird if Prime Minister Hua was not annihilated!    

"Lin Qingjie..."    

Hua Tianlee's eyes revealed fierceness as he stared at Lin Qingjie and roared, "Didn't you say that you were absolutely certain? Didn't you say that you are invincible under half a step? Useless trash! "    

After he finished cursing, he used his shoulder to knock Lin Qingjie away, then angrily flung his sleeves and left.    

On the spectator stand, Lin Qingjie's expression twisted...    

Who would have thought that this Ye Feng would be so abnormal that even the "Heaven and Earth Kill" Yellow Ranked Assassin couldn't do anything?    

However, if he were to kill the Heaven and Earth Assassin right in front of everyone, the future troubles would be endless.    

Boy, you're finished …    

Lin Qingjie glared sinisterly at Ye Feng who was standing on stage …    

"..."    

No one dared to challenge Ye Feng again after killing him.    

An expert of Half-Step Innate Stage was unable to challenge someone of a lower level on the stage, and since Ye Feng had the strength to kill Half-Step Innate Stage, then naturally there would not be any Martial Cultivator that would dare to disrespect him and go up on the stage.    

Therefore, after the black clad old man handed over the rewards that Ye Feng and Huo Jing'er deserved, Ye Feng and Huo Jing'er left the Battle Arena.    

In these four intense battles, Ye Feng received a total of approximately a thousand taels of pure gold, which was equivalent to the reward of a hundred Spiritual Stone.    

It seemed that this money was not that easy to earn.    

In a courtyard filled with fallen leaves outside the County Lord's Mansion's guest room.    

Ye Feng held the four feet long short iron rod in his hand, transferred the Vital Qi out of his body, and poured it into the short iron rod through his palm.    

As the Vital Qi continued to be injected, the weight of the short iron rod continued to increase.    

When Ye Feng's Vital Qi was activated, the weight would immediately increase to around one hundred fifty kilograms.    

The weight increased dramatically.    

This unremarkable looking iron rod was truly marvelous.    

This was the result of not being able to refine a spirit artifact. If one were to carve a few inscriptions with power on it, the short rod, which was only four feet long, would become even heavier and more powerful.    

Unfortunately, directly drawing inscriptions on weapons belonged to the category of refining, but Ye Feng did not learn it.    

He did not know how to forge artifacts.    

As he memorized the moves of the "Flame Blade" in his mind, Ye Feng's arm trembled slightly as he stepped forward.    

Clang!    

Using the rod as the momentum of the saber, it hacked down from above.    

However, the trajectory of this saber strike wasn't accurate and was rather difficult to control.    

After all, other than the battle on the stage earlier, Ye Feng had never learned any other sword techniques.    

With his current strength, he was completely able to adapt to the weight of the short metal rod. However, if he wanted to make all sorts of movements according to the 'Flame Blade' style, it would be somewhat difficult.    

This requires a process.    

The long life spear of the New Year's Blade and Moon Rod.    

The use of a saber was much more difficult than simply smashing someone with a stick.    

"Hack!"    

"Kill!"    

"Cut!"    

"Lift!"    

"..."    

He could only start from the basics step by step and learn how to use the simplest blade technique.    

After training for a few days, Ye Feng finally started to adapt to the movement of his blade technique.    

Of course, it was only the initial stage of adaptation!    

A saber was a lethal weapon. It was known as the courage of a hundred soldiers. A true blade master could control the blade as though it weighed nothing. They could break a mountain with one strike, or they could use the blade to kill a mosquito. However, to control the blade with incredible precision, it required a gradual process.    

Ye Feng was still far from being able to reach this step.    

Compared to the blade experts, he was only a beginner. However, Ye Feng was confident that he could unleash the power of the Flame Blade technique in a short amount of time.    

He withdrew the short iron rod.    

"There are a total of eight moves to the Flame Blade. I should first slowly ponder it, and finish refining this set of Profound Rank Low Grade before raising its grade to continue cultivating. Otherwise, practicing the high grade blade technique from the start would be twice the effort. After all, my foundation in blade arts is still too weak. "    

Ye Feng closed the door after entering the room, his mind entered the mysterious space and started to immerse himself in cultivation.    

In the following days, he spent most of his time cultivating in space.    

He continuously used Spiritual Stone to increase the amount of Vital Qi in his body. When he got tired of cultivating, he would inscribe inscriptions.    

In addition, he spent more time on comprehending "Flame Blade" and "Hundred Beast King Fist".    

During his first month in the mysterious space, Ye Feng had mastered a basic level of knife skills and officially started to practice the Flame Blade.    

In the second month, he had mastered eight moves of the "Flame Blade" to its initial stage, and had mastered the first six moves of the Hundred Beast King Fist.    

After he mastered "Flame Blade", he felt that his understanding of the sword technique had reached a new level. Ye Feng then found an opportunity to enter "deduce space" and levelled up the "Flame Blade".    

However, this time's upgrade was not as expected. Like the "Hundred Beast King Fist" in his mind, directly leveling up from Profound Rank Low Grade to Earth Rank did not happen. After leveling up, the only "Flame Blade" level was only that of Profound Rank High Grade.    

There was no other way.    

In the entire Heavenly Essence Country, only the royal family possessed a Earth Rank Martial Technique. Other than the Hua family, the three major first-grade sects, or the several first-grade families under them, there were no other cultivation techniques of the Earth Rank rank.    

Furthermore, the system had warned him that he could continue spending twenty thousand kilograms of energy and the "Flame Blade" of his Profound Rank High Grade could once again progress.    

This caused Ye Feng to feel gratified but at the same time, he also sighed, he could not take out that many Spiritual Stone.    

In the midst of training for the past three months, Ye Feng had also completed one by one drawing the eleven sets of Inscription Material.    

He failed once, obtaining a total of four middle-grade, and six low-grade sets. He had no time to personally visit the Auction House, so he let the Seventh Princess exchange them for nearly six thousand Spiritual Stone.    

"As long as I cultivate the 'Flame Blade' successfully, it won't be difficult for me to deal with the lower ranked Yellow Ranking Martial Cultivator with my current strength. If I have enough time, I can even challenge the elites, including Hua Tiancheng!"    

His biggest advantage was that he had the mysterious space. Not to mention the miraculous effect, even his training time was many times more than others.    

Since there was so much extra time, as long as he could use it rationally, not slacking off or relaxing, and work hard to improve, he would definitely be stronger than the other Martial Cultivator s.    

In the fourth month of cultivation, Ye Feng's strength had risen rapidly. Although his strength and cultivation had not changed, the large success of the "Hundred Beast King Fist" and the "Flame Blade" after his cultivation had advanced, could now exhibit extraordinary effects.    

He placed his focus on the "Flame Blade", and after almost two months, he had finally practiced this technique to the small success stage.    

Now that Ye Feng had entered the Battle Space, he could easily kill him. He didn't even need the cooperation of Soul-Taking Needle s to kill Huang Qi who had taken all the medicine in thirty moves …