"Nonsense, besides you, who else here is useless?" The young man sneered, "Hurry up, don't wait any longer!"
Ye Feng frowned slightly, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
However, he didn’t say anything. He stood up and walked to the pile of medicine residue, bending down to clean it up.
"Haha, a waste at the third level of qi training, you still think of yourself as a human being?"
"Even, I don't know what kind of bad luck, he was able to join the Tianji Sect."
"I heard that he is a bastard picked up by the outer sect elder Ling Xuzi from outside!"
"I asked him why he is so useless, he turns out to be a bastard!"
"This kind of trash should go back to the mortal world and farm the land honestly!"
The alchemy disciples around him mocked Ye Feng with their eyes full of contempt and disdain.
Clenched his fists, Ye Feng's face looked very ugly.
He stood there quietly, like an ice sculpture.
"Oh, it's quite tolerable!"
The young man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, seeing Ye Feng being silent, thought he was cowarded and became even more proud.
"Trash is trash, I don't even have the courage to refute!"
He walked to Ye Feng and kicked the wooden barrel containing the medicine residue.
There was a "crash" sound.
The wooden barrel overturned and the medicinal residue inside spilled all over the floor, causing Ye Feng to get kicked all over.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, my foot slipped."
The young man pretended to be surprised and said with a joking smile on his face.
"You..."
A cold murderous intention flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the young man.
"What, you want to fight?" The young man was not afraid, but looked at Ye Feng provocatively, "Come on, trash, come and hit me, let me see how capable you are!"
"...Go to hell!"
Ye Feng clenched his right fist, his joints creaked, and the spiritual energy in his body surged crazily.
An invisible sense of oppression spread from him.
"Boom!"
Ye Feng punched out, the wind roared and the air tore apart.
On the surface of the fist, there is a faint starlight twinkling.
The young man's pupils shrank suddenly, feeling a strong crisis.
He wanted to escape, but found that his body was imprisoned by an invisible force and he could not move.
"Bang!"
Ye Feng's fist hit the young man's chest firmly.
There was a dull loud noise, accompanied by the sound of broken bones. The young man drew an arc in the air and flew out.
"Crash!"
He hit the wooden frame on the wall hard.
The wooden frame fell apart instantly.
The various spiritual herbs placed above were scattered on the ground.
"Poof!"
The young man spurted out a large mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.
He struggled to stand up, but found that his whole body was weak and the meridians in his body were severed.
The surroundings became quiet.
All the alchemy disciples remained motionless, as if they had seen something incredible.
Senior Brother Zhao who was defeated was at the second level of foundation building!
How could he be punched to death by a loser with a third level of Qi training?
There is no room for parry.
This...how is this possible?
Everyone’s eyes were focused on Ye Feng.
Full of shock, confusion and disbelief.
Ye Feng slowly retracted his fist.
He looked calm, as if he had just done a trivial thing.
He dusted himself off.
Looking across the crowd, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a cynical smile.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, my hand slipped."
Ye Feng said lightly.
There was a hint of joking in his tone.
It seemed as if the punch just now was really just a slippery hand.
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched and they were speechless.
Is this guy really just at the third level of Qi training?
How could it be so strong?
Ye Feng stepped towards the young man.
Every step seems to step on everyone's heart.
Makes their heart beat faster and their breathing difficult.
"You...what do you want to do?"
The young man lay on the ground and looked at Ye Feng in horror.
The eyes were full of fear.
He is now seriously injured and has no power to resist at all.
"What do you think?"
Ye Feng looked at him condescendingly, his eyes cold.
"I...I was wrong, I apologize to you, please let me go!"
The young man quickly begged for mercy.
He doesn’t want to die here.
"I'm apologizing now, it's too late!"
Ye Feng smiled coldly, with a hint of chill in his eyes.
He raised his foot, which was still stained with medicine residue, and stepped on the young man's head.
The next moment, his brain was wiped out.
"Stop!"
A roar suddenly came.
Li Quan walked over quickly.
His face was gloomy and his eyes were fierce.
He exudes a powerful aura.
"It's Manager Li!"
Someone exclaimed.
He is a master of the fourth level of foundation building and is very powerful.
In the alchemy room, he has extremely high prestige.
Li Quan walked up to Ye Feng, "So it's you? How dare you make trouble in the alchemy room!"
"He was the one who provoked me first." Ye Feng said calmly.
"Humph, even if he provokes you first, you can't do such a heavy trick!"
Li Quan's face darkened.
"He is a disciple of the alchemy room. What kind of "magic" did you use to beat him like this? You are simply disrespectful!"
"You are disrespectful?"
Ye Feng sneered.
"Who is he, worthy of being called an elder?"
"You..."
Li Quan's face turned pale with anger at Ye Feng's words.
He did not expect that Ye Feng would be so arrogant.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Thinking of the scene in Dingzidan Pharmacy, Li Quan laughed angrily.
"Since you are so arrogant, don't blame me for being rude!"
Spiritual energy surged from his body, and a powerful momentum burst out.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking that a loser on the third level of Qi training could beat a disciple on the second level of foundation building half to death. There must be something weird about this kid.
Li Quan is about to take action, and he is going to strike with all his strength.
Everyone retreated for fear of being affected.
"Ye Feng is finished now. Manager Li is at the fourth level of Foundation Establishment. He is definitely no match."
"Yes, he is too impulsive and dares to contradict Manager Li."
"This is going to be a good show."
Everyone was talking about it, feeling that Ye Feng was doomed this time.
"Boy, kneel down and beg for mercy. I can consider sparing your life."
Li Quan looked at Ye Feng coldly.
"Otherwise, I will let you know that life is worse than death!"
"Kneel down and beg for mercy?"
Ye Feng smiled, very disdainfully.
"Just you?"
"You're not worthy!"
"Seeking death!" Li Quan was completely angered.
He shouted loudly and slapped Ye Feng with his palm.
The wind in the palm roared and the air vibrated.
This palm contains all the power of his fourth level of foundation building.
Amazingly powerful.
"Well done!"
Ye Feng's eyes flashed, he did not retreat but advanced.
He also punched out.
Stars flashed on the surface of the fist.
"Boom!"
The fists of the two collided, causing a loud noise.
A powerful wave of air spread to all directions.
The surrounding bottles and cans were blown away one after another.
"Kick, kick, kick..."
Li Quan took several steps back before he stabilized his body.
His face flushed, obviously he had suffered a loss.
"This...how is this possible?"
Li Quan was extremely shocked.
He is at the fourth level of foundation building!
He was knocked back by a punch from a kid with a third level of Qi training, and suffered internal injuries.
This is beyond Li Quan’s cognition.
He forced himself to swallow a mouthful of old blood, and was at a loss for a moment...
The furnace in the alchemy room was burning, and black smoke was rising. The alchemy disciples only looked at the scene in front of them, forgetting that the alchemy furnace was still refining elixirs.
"What's going on here?"
A strange voice suddenly came from the side.
Ye Feng turned around and saw a tall, fat man with a fleshy face walking over.
This man was wearing a brocade robe of an alchemist, with an identity jade pendant hanging around his waist, with the word "zhu" engraved on it.