Ma Hongjun turned a deaf ear, tapped the ground with his toes, and landed on the ring.
This light entrance was in sharp contrast to the previous aggressive entrance of the Ye Family disciples, and attracted a burst of ridicule.
"Boy, are you dancing or competing?"
Ye Linxiao stepped onto the ring with a ferocious smile, and every step made the black iron ground tremble slightly.
The muscles in his arms suddenly swelled, dark blue scales appeared on the surface of the skin, and the joints of his ten fingers made a tooth-piercing cracking sound.
Ma Hongjun The corners of his mouth raised slightly, a blazing red light flashed past, and a pair of gorgeous flame wings spread out from behind.
The crimson feathers were dancing with golden lines, and the surrounding temperature instantly increased.
"This?"
First Elder looked at Ye Zhentian, and he could feel the power of Ma Hongjun Martial Soul.
"This kid, the original Martial Soul was Evil Fire Phoenix, and now he has evolved into the mythical beast Vermilion Bird."
"Strength and opportunity are both very good."
Ye Zhentian looked down with a smile, but the voice clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Vermilion Bird Martial Soul?!"
On the viewing platform, several elders changed their colors at the same time.
Fourth Elder The teacup in his hand shattered, and the hot tea dripped down between his fingers without even realizing it.
He looked at the red-haired boy below with cold eyes.
Feeling the blazing heat, a trace of fear flashed in Ye Linxiao's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by ferocity.
"Fancy!"
He suddenly stomped on the ground, his whole body rushed out like a cannonball, and his right fist struck Ma Hongjun's face with an ear-piercing sound.
"First Soul Skill·Blazing Roar."
Ma Hongjun's eyes flashed with fire, First Soul Ring suddenly lit up, and the fiery golden red Soul Power condensed in the palm of his hand.
He took a deep breath, his chest swelled high, and then...
"Boom..."
Violent flames erupted from his mouth like a volcano, turning into several ferocious fire lions, roaring to tear the air, and swept towards the opponent!
The blazing high temperature distorted the surrounding space, and wherever Lie Yan passed, even the air was burned and crackled.
Ye Linxiao hurriedly blocked, but was forced back several steps by the violent wave of fire. His sleeves instantly turned into fly ash, and his skin felt a burning pain.
Lie Yan is gone, Ma Hongjun's mouth corners are slightly raised, and there are still unquenched sparks around his body.
Ye Linxiao controlled the pain in his body, but showed no sign of weakness on his lips.
"Hahaha, so what about the flames."
"It depends on whether you can bear my punch!"
Ye Linxiao's expression condensed, his air surged, he clenched his fist and struck directly at Ma Hongjun.
At the critical moment, the flame wings behind Ma Hongjun suddenly closed together, forming a fire shield in front of him.
"Boom!"
The moment the fists and wings hit each other, a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread out.
Ma Hongjun was so shocked that he took seven steps back, each step leaving scorched black footprints on the black iron ground.
The scales on Ye Linxiao's fist have been burned red.
"It's interesting."
Ye Linxiao sneered, shook his smoking fist, and controlled his trembling hand.
You can't continue any longer, you must attack forcefully, otherwise you will definitely lose.
Thinking of this, Ye Linxiao suddenly felt a surge of Soul Power all over his body.
"Second Soul Skill·Iron Qilin Armor."
Fine scales appeared on his body, his fists hit the ground hard, and the whole arena shook violently.
At the same time, Ye Linxiao took advantage of the force of the recoil to fly into the air, crossed his arms into a cross, and fell down like a meteorite.
"Second Soul Skill·Burning Heaven Scorching Plains."
Ma Hongjun The whole body suddenly burst into flames Lie Yan, wrapping his whole body in it.
The wings fluttered, and the body turned into a line of fire and soared into the sky, colliding with the falling Ye Linxiao.
"Bang--"
A dazzling fireball exploded in mid-air, and two figures flew out simultaneously.
Ma Hongjun flipped several times deftly in the air and landed firmly on the edge of the ring.
Ye Linxiao hit the center of the ring hard, making a shallow pit in the black iron ground.
"Ahem..."
Ye Linxiao climbed up, a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
He looked at his charred scales in disbelief, and his eyes became even more angry.
"Damn it!"
"It's time to end."
Ma Hongjun suddenly interrupted him, the flame wings behind him fully unfolded, and the whole person levitated to a height of three feet above the ground.
Waves of Blood Mist emitted from his body, which actually formed a phantom of Vermilion Bird.
He clenched his fist and punched Ye Linxiao hard.
"Explode."
A small word silenced the whole place.
I saw the clothes on Ye Linxiao's back instantly turned to ashes, and a clear fist mark appeared on his skin.
He lowered his head stiffly and saw a ray of red light coming from his chest...
"Stop!"
Third Elder stood up suddenly, the iron gall in his hands turned into powder.
The golden light suddenly converged.
Ma Hongjun closed his palms and retreated, falling lightly to the ground.
Ye Linxiao staggered a few steps and suddenly fell to his knees. However, he was surprised to find that apart from the burning pain in his back, he had no serious internal injuries.
He raised his head unexpectedly and looked at Ma Hongjun in disbelief.
"Concession."
Ma Hongjun cupped his fists and saluted, and the flame wings behind his back slowly retracted.
When he turned around and walked towards the edge of the ring, he heard cheers of Ye Qingxuan coming from the stands.
"Beautiful, my little brother is so awesome!"
The girl looked at him with a smile, which made Ma Hongjun couldn't help but blush.
On the viewing platform, a hint of appreciation flashed in Ye Zhentian's eyes.
As expected of my son, there are indeed two brushes.
Ye Zhenting looked gloomy, and the handrail in his hand had been pinched with five finger marks.
He never expected that the boy Ye Ruilin brought back would be so good.
Gloomy eyes fell on Ye Ruixuan, and the father and son looked at each other from afar.
Ye Ruixuan nodded slightly, and Ye Zhenting felt relieved.
The deacon was stunned for a moment before announcing loudly.
"In the third game, Ma Hongjun wins!"
There was an explosion on the sidelines.
The disciples of the Ye Family looked at each other. No one expected that this outsider could defeat Ye Linxiao, who was famous for his strength.
The eyes of several young disciples looking at Ma Hongjun have changed from contempt to fear.
Ma Hongjun returned to Ye Ruilin and raised his eyebrows proudly.
"Boss, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"
Ye Ruilin showed a smile.
"Good fight. But..."
He turned his gaze to the viewing platform.
"I'm afraid someone has completely forgotten you."
Following his line of sight, Ma Hongjun saw Ye Yunxiao staring at him with fighting intent in his eyes.
And further away, Ye Ruixuan has cold eyes and a meaningful sneer on the corner of his mouth...
"It's just a clown..."
Ma Hongjun saw the eyes of these two people and was not afraid at all, with a wild smile on his face.
Such an appearance made the two of them furious.
"Hahaha, what a arrogant boy."
Third Elder looked at Ma Hongjun with cold eyes, a smile on his face but not a smile on his face.
His proud grandson originally thought he would lose to the family's genius.
But he didn't expect that in the first battle, he would lose to a foreigner, which made him itch with hatred.
"Third Elder, he is a young man after all."
Madam Ye smiled and spoke, but his eyes did not contain any warmth.
When Third Elder saw the look on Madam Ye's face, the look on his face instantly faded away.
"I'm joking. It's a blessing for our Ye family to have such a genius."
Among these people, the happiest person is naturally none other than First Elder.
He looked at Ma Hongjun with bright eyes.
"Okay, okay!"
"Genius!"
"My Ye family is lucky to have another strong man!"
"Zhentian, cultivate this boy well."
First Elder looked at Ye Zhentian with his cloudy eyes, filled with joy.
Ye Zhentian nodded quickly.
He knew that no matter what these elders thought in their hearts, First Elder only wanted to do it for the Ye Family.
Naturally, he would not refuse such an elder.