It was the Zenith protest just now, but now the roses protested instantly. The serious competition that originally decided the life and death of the two sacred temples turned into a farce.

Patu stood on the railing, his eyes almost scattered: "Is this damn game here for fun? Don't let wizards use witchcraft? Why don't you let martial artists not move?"

"It's ridiculous!" Ning Zhiyuan punched the guardrail, trembling the guardrail, and it was still a buzzing electric current, which made the zenith supporters who were caught off guard on the other side scattered: "I've never seen such a ridiculous game! We protested, such a game has no meaning!"

"Stop calling out the rose!" The people in the Cemetery Temple were very happy. They almost despaired just now, but now it is just another village.

Wang Feng is very strong, he is terrifyingly strong, but if a wizard is forbidden to use witchcraft, what else can he do? Isn’t that the farmer has no hoe and the tailor has no scissors? Can you show me one more awesome for everyone?

"We didn't dislike you, the ghost-level tiger-level fighter, what else do you want?"

"That's right, isn't Wang Feng's profession a soul beast master? The ghost-level soul power flying in the sky, the eighteen ice bees are also matched with the sky thunder. We didn't call it unfair, do you call me a hair?"

Seeing that the two sides were about to quarrel again, Annanxi shouted and stopped all the sounds.

"The rules of this game have been voluntarily promised by both parties and are absolutely valid. Now, please come on the court and the game will start immediately!"

After saying that, he floated aside, no longer giving the audience a chance to refute and controversy, but gave the stadium directly to both parties.

Perhaps it was shocked by Annanxi's roar, or perhaps it was because the result was unchanged. The Rose people looked at the venue with some grief and anger, whispering to each other and whispering.

Don’t use witchcraft? The principals just asked Wang Feng to come up just now to talk about this. Everyone finally got here, so would they succumb to the feet of the powerful people in the zenith?

Are you worthy of the serious injury Fantesey, and Winnie, who is unknown to life and death?

After watching the sister for a while, the two brothers of the Li family obviously showed murderous intent. If they lost this game for the sake of profit, they would definitely make Rose and the relevant personnel pay the heaviest price!

The Li family is never afraid of death, and the most taboo thing is betrayal!

Listen to the shouts of roses around, and even the supporters of the Zenith Temple, who saved their lives, is really...

A faint light flashed in Ye Dun's eyes, and he was really underestimated!

Before Wang Feng came down on the stage, Ye Dun had already entered the venue slowly. His white clothes were quite clean and there was no trace left behind because of the previous battle with Mapel.

The buzzing and humming voices around were still continuing at this time. Some people from Rose were swearing and yelling, and some people from the top were secretly grateful. However, a crisp but loud voice made the audience quickly quiet in a gentle tone.

"I, Ye Dun, the brothers and sisters present at the zenith." Ye Dun's face was calm, but his eyes were filled with a hint of aspiration: "I have always regarded being a disciple of the zenith as his greatest honor, and today..."

He slid his hands slightly and slowly separated from the bottom to the sides: "I swear to use my life to defend the dignity of the zenith!"

The people in the Zen Temple were slightly quiet, but the people in the Rose were vomiting as soon as they heard it. They were all banned from Wang Feng from using witchcraft. Are you still defending the glory?

To be honest, it wasn't Rose who was convinced that he had just calmed down, but that he felt that there were still some beats. Everyone was angry because they were treated with double standards. Otherwise, they really thought they wouldn't be able to deal with Ye Dun without witchcraft? Captain Wang Feng was also a ghost level, but you have never heard of a tiger level that can win the ghost level. Not to mention anything else, as long as you fly into the sky, you can jump up to the little tiger level and hit our Captain Wang Feng's knees? What's more, there are Ice Bee and Booming Thunder! You will be killed by a pretentious agent in a while!

But in the next second...boom!

A soul power suddenly burst out from Ye Dun's body!

The silkworm changes!

Buzz buzz buzz ~~

His black hair, eyebrows, and even skin color turned into a transparent white jade color at this moment, with a wave of white jade luster. Ye Dun was the kind of person who was very handsome and handsome. At this time, his skin on his body became like white jade, with his silver hair fluttering, and he was even more handsome!

It is obviously not the most important thing about handsomeness. What is more important is that the soul power around him turned into a spiral airflow, which actually supported his body to float lightly.

Can you fly? Ghost level?!

The scene was instantly silent, and no matter whether it was the zenith or the rose, they were all stunned.

Although no one explained it, Ye Dun's ghost-level soul power pressure and the iconic suspension posture of the ghost-level really fell into everyone's eyes. After a brief surprise, the supporters of the Zen Temple immediately burst out with the most intense cheers.

Ghost-level speed-type martial artist! Tianke Wang Feng, even if the other party uses witchcraft, it may not be possible to win, and the other party cannot use witchcraft, so this is definitely a gift to anyone!

"Ghost level! Captain Ye Dun is a ghost level!" Those people in the stands didn't care about what the real body was or not. They didn't understand or want to understand, but just like the Rose people saw that Wang Feng was a ghost level, the supporters of the Zen Temple were finally mobilized at this moment, and they were so excited that they shouted wildly.

"Can fight! The ghost-level speed martial artist can definitely fight! No, no, we can definitely win!"

"Long live the Zen Holy Hall! Long live Ye Dun!"

Tens of thousands of people who were a little bit a little bit just now shouted wildly in an instant, and each of them stood up excitedly in the stands, waving their arms, waving their clothes, roaring and dancing.

There is a chance! A ghost-level martial artist is against a wizard who cannot use witchcraft! Is this a result more?

The excited and crazy shouting sounded, but Rose was completely silent.

Ghost level? Is it really ghost level?

"No, he is on the top of the tiger." Hei Wukai's eyes shone and he blurted out.

Relying on the characteristics of the soul species, it is not uncommon to temporarily enter the ghost level with the body on the top of the tiger. This is not unusual. His ghost Yasha's true body is like this, and the arrival of Long Feixue's heavenly beings is the same. However... Ye Dun seems to be different.

At this time, Ye Dun's whole body was trembling slightly. Obviously, he was not very adaptable to the ghost-level power, as if he had taken this first time to take this step. But this was very strange. The process of entering the ghost-level power just now was quite smooth. If it were to say that he suddenly broke through with a casual roar before the war, it would be too exaggerated.

"The Heavenly Silkworm Seed, one of the hundreds of soul species in the Nine Heavens Alien Records." Longjing spoke slowly, obviously very interested in Ye Dun in the audience at this time: "It is said that the Heavenly Silkworm Seed has three opportunities for change in a lifetime. If the change is successful, it will directly cross a large realm in a short period of time to help practitioners to experience and explore... Such a magical characteristic, if it is used to impact the dragon-level realm, the experience of the three dragon-level realms may really make this continent have an extra dragon-level powerhouse. With Ye Dun's qualifications, breaking through the ghost level step by step is not an obstacle at all, but it is a waste of a chance of change for a game... What a pity!"

"Brother Longjing is well-informed and powerful. He even knows such an unpopular soul species so deeply, and admires it." The Holy Son smiled slightly: "But there is one thing that Brother Longjing said wrong."

"Oh? I'd like to ask for advice."

"This is not a waste..." The Holy Son laughed: "If people do what they do, they don't do. The glory of the Holy Church is not something that the imperial thinking can understand. Moreover, if you can cross the Wangfeng mountain today, for Ye Dun, the income from psychological growth may not be under this opportunity to transform!"

Both of them laughed. Although the conversation was not loud, they could hear clearly around them. Hawkland, who was sitting not far away, felt cold and heard it.

Tian Silkworm transformed? Three chances of transformation? Damn it!

If Wang Feng is not set any restrictions, maybe he still has a way to defeat Ye Dun, but now he cannot use witchcraft. How else can Wang Feng play against a ghost-level martial artist? The signature flying sky-throwing thunder tactic is useless!

Hawkland was simply shocked. At this time, looking at Fu Changkong around him, Zhao Feiyuan and others had known this smile, and Lao Huo suddenly woke up.

I was fooled! I was plotted by these beasts!

If he had known that Ye Dun had ghost-level combat power, even if he had made up his mind today, he would not have agreed to let Wang Feng not use witchcraft! These bitches were raised by the word "delaying for a day" to cover up and guided himself to think that Ye Dun was really not very good, but the result...

"Damn, can you be more shameless?" Old Huo also took the initiative and completely broke up. He was fucking bullshit. To be honest, he had fought with these two people at this moment. He was fucking foolishly. He was fooled by others: "Ghost-level martial arts, against ghost-level wizards, even if there are any, we have to restrict our Wang Feng from using witchcraft..."

"Look, this person is cursing people in anger again." Zhao Feiyuan said with a smile: "It's not good to curse people, Lao Huo, it's wrong to curse people. No matter how you say it, you are the principal of Rose who teaches and educates people. You must set an example and pay attention to quality! Be careful of whether the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

I'll be wrong...

"Old Huo, this is your wrong thing." Fu Changkong also smiled slightly: "Wang Feng said that he did not use witchcraft, not that we forced him. Besides, the saying of ghost-level martial artists is not right. You have heard the words of His Highness the Holy Son and His Highness Longjing just now. Ye Dun is only the top of the tiger, and the Tian Silkworm Transformation is just to let him temporarily experience the ghost-level realm."

"That's right, Lao Huo, you already knew Ye Dun's Tian Silkworm seeds in the last game. I haven't heard of Tian Silkworm transformation, but I can only say that you are ignorant. How can you blame others?" Zhao Feiyuan said with a smile: "Besides, Tian Silkworm transformation only has three chances in his life. That was originally planned to break through the dragon level. It was a great sacrifice for Ye Dun to use it here, but you said that Lao Fu was plotting against you? Ask Lao Fu, if he knew that Ye Dun would waste a chance of Tian Silkworm transformation, he would probably not even let Ye Dun go on the court!"

"Absolutely not! How can a teacher and elder consider the outcome of a game more than the future of a person's life?" Fu Changkong sighed slightly and shook his head: "It's a pity that it's too late to say it now. Ye Dun's child is still too determined to win and lose. It's because I'm not careful... Alas."

The two of them sang and reconciled, and Hawkland was no match for him. He couldn't even get in. He could only open his mouth and listen, his heart was overwhelmed.

Alas? You're so fucked, you're so fucked? Damn, you still sell such kindness when you get a cheap one. What about integrity?!

Lao Huo was so angry that he was about to vomit blood: Are you really going to go, I shouldn’t have agreed to call Wang Feng over at that time! By the way, where is Wang Feng?

He then remembered Wang Feng, and then saw that Wang Feng happened to walk to the field below to stand still.

Compared to Ye Dun's domineering attitude in the air, Lao Wang seemed much calmer. It seemed that he was not the one who wanted to compete. At this time, Wang Feng was checking his ice bee at the last moment.

Now that things have come to this point, the people of Rose can only force their spirits. The captain has not given up yet, and the captain is about to release the ice bee!

Sure enough, there was only a 'buzzing' sound.

A few swaying ice bees came out of Lao Wang's sleeves, but they were not waiting to be arranged in a row.

Pick! Pick! Pick!

Several swaying ice bees were planted together. Obviously, they were seriously injured when fighting with Tianzhe Yifeng before. Before they could ease up, Lao Wang grinned. He wanted to tease these people, but it seemed that he would forget it. These ice bees would still use them in the future.

Lao Wang doesn't care, but the stands in the Rose Temple were instantly calm and quiet, and his chin dropped all over the floor.

This, this...

Seeing Lao Wang shook his head and had to stuff the ice bee back again... Compare the flying shape on the opposite side, Ye Dun, who was full of energy, lost a lot of momentum.

Thinking about it, just now, the ice bees were all attacked by Tianzhe. How could they recover in such a short time?

Invisible brain repair is the most deadly, but in an instant, the image of a soul beast wizard who cannot use witchcraft or ice bees has emerged in front of everyone.

People always say harsh words, "break my arm." How come they both hands are broken! Is this a fucking fuck?

"Little bee, buzzing, flying among the flowers!"

The man from the top laughed so hard that his stomach was almost hurt, but the man from the rose was completely desperate in an instant.

"End the game! This unfair game must be terminated! We protest!" Famir shouted in the stands first.

Immediately afterwards, a roar broke out in Rose's stands: "Zenth Hall is the mastermind behind the scenes! It must have been a shameless method to force Senior Brother Wang Feng! No one will agree with the result of such a game!"

"How can there be a reason for two consecutive wheel battles? Fighting! Isn't it just that the protective cover is broken? After the repair is done, there is no need to restrict witchcraft!"

"Yes, the venue was chosen by the Zen Holy Temple, so they should be responsible! What's the point of letting Senior Brother Wang Feng take the blame?!"

Rose people are almost mad. They have seen shameless people, but have never seen such shameless people as the Zen Temple! If there is no argument today, there is no need to play this game.

"Silent!" An Nanxi was really overwhelmed. He had hosted countless competitions and had not made such a difficult time today. If he might be so bad, he would have to be criticized. It can only be said that both parties involved were too fucking trouble: "It is Wang Feng's own intention not to use witchcraft. No one forced him or her, and there were no conspiracies. As a disciple of the Holy Temple, in such a solemn place, he had to be responsible for what he said."

What does Wang Feng mean by himself?

Everyone couldn't help but look at Wang Feng in the field, but saw that he looked indifferent and smiled at the direction of the rose stands... It was obvious that the referee was not lying.

This is a sin of one's own deeds and cannot survive!

The Rose's man was completely silent now, his chin was almost over, and he didn't know what to say, but there was a burst of laughter on the side of the Zen Temple.

"It's what Wang Feng meant? Rose is really too crazy, and Wang Feng is even more crazy." Zhao Ziyu said with a smile: "Don't use witchcraft to face the ghost-level Ye Dun, and he really thinks he is a god and has been too swelling."
To be continued...