The World Conference.
At this time, Ye Feng had already flown over the lake, following the narrow path to the stone archway in front of the main entrance.
The majestic hall stood at the end of the stone steps.
Countless disciples of the World Association stood at the entrance stele.
At this moment, he was practicing martial arts.
The cheers and sounds that came at them made people's breathing stagnate. Infected by the atmosphere, they could not help but want to train with them!
Ye Feng looked at the towering stone steps, he quickly ran towards the peak.
When he reached the end of the stone steps, he stopped and straightened his clothes before continuing forward.
In the palace.
The door opened.
A domineering figure came straight in front of him.
His aura was as deep as the sea, enveloping the surroundings.
It was just a back view, but Ye Feng felt like he was looking at a giant beast standing in front of him.
Seeing this back view, Ye Feng's expression became respectful.
In the World Association, there was only one person who could make people fantasize with just his back.
He was!
Xiong Ba!
The leader of the World Association, who was both a hero and a tyrant.
One of the few heroes in the entire martial arts world!
At the same time, he was also a boss-level character in the first episode of Wind and Cloud.
At this moment, Xiong Ba still didn't have the strength to be invincible.
He was staring at a painting on the wall with his hands behind his back and his back facing the door.
Behind him, one could only see his neat and orderly long hair hanging over his shoulders.
He was wearing a golden cloak with dragon patterns on it. He could still float in the air without the wind.
The painting was a portrait.
In the painting, a figure carrying a long saber was walking forward step by step against the cold wind and heavy snow. A series of footprints extended into the distance behind him.
Perhaps it was because the person who drew it was very skilled, or there could be other reasons.
Just this painting alone gave people a feeling of extreme sharpness.
It was as if the saberman in the painting could break out of the painting at any time and wave his long saber.
Ye Feng stepped into the hall, Xiong Ba regained his senses from the painting.
He slowly opened his mouth, and a deep groan of the Emperor sounded.
"Feng 'er, you're here."
His tone was domineering and dignified, but there was also a sense of friendliness in his tone.
He did not turn around, but Xiong Ba was certain that the person who came was Ye Feng.
"Yes, foster father."
Ye Feng bowed, his gaze never left Xiong Ba's back.
"Detection!"
With a thought, Xiong Ba's attribute panel appeared in front of him.
Name: Xiong Ba.
Age: 30
[Power: Eighty years.]
[Martial arts: Skyfrost Fist Level 10(Level 14
Cloud Dispel Palm Level 9(Level 12
Windgod Kick Level 4(Level
7: Inborn.]
[Equipment: None]
Xiong Ba also turned around slowly, looking at Ye Feng.
In an instant, the power that came at him was condensed to the extreme, if Ye Feng was just an ordinary person, he would have already collapsed to the ground.
Fortunately, he already had ten years of internal strength. Even if he didn't compete with Xiong Ba, he could still barely resist the aura.
Of course, this was only because Xiong Ba was unconscious.
It was impossible for Xiong Ba to resist with his ten years of qi.
At this moment, Xiong Ba was wearing a golden dragon patterned robe, outlining his burly figure. His waist was covered with a golden belt, and he was wearing a pair of golden boots.
He had a pair of thick eyebrows, big eyes, a broad face, and a heavy chin. He looked majestic and domineering.
"
Feng 'er, I heard that you've been diligently practicing a sword technique that you created yourself. How's your progress in martial arts?!"”
He had a faint smile on his face as he teased.
A few days ago, his adopted son had actually said that he had created a sword technique and abandoned a martial arts technique that he had taught him.
Xiong Ba was a little curious, how was his training going.
"After he has mastered it, he will find that it is nothing special, and he will beg me to teach him the real martial arts.”
Xiong Ba thought to himself.
"I've made some progress. Thank you for your concern, foster father!”
Ye Feng raised his head slightly and said proudly.
"When I have time, I'll let Godfather take a look.”
"But foster father, did you call Feng 'er here today just to ask about Feng' er's martial arts progress?”
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