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Although he knew that he would be fine, the sight of such a large swarm of Red-Tailed Wasps made Ye Feng's scalp tingle.
"Let's limit our movement to a radius of one hundred feet for now. Once I adapt to the attacks of the Red-Tailed Wasps, I can gradually reduce the range," he thought. Even though he had reached the peak of the Origin Martial Realm and his physique had been greatly enhanced, he was still not immune to the pain of being stung by their venomous needles.
The Red-Tailed Wasps swarmed out, briefly pausing before charging straight at Ye Feng.
The territorial instinct of the Red-Tailed Wasps was extremely strong. Once their nest was invaded, regardless of how powerful the intruder was, they would launch a fierce and fearless attack, either poisoning the invader or driving them far away from their territory.
Ye Feng's feet trembled as a green light flashed around him. The Wind Chaser Step unfolded, and his figure shot out like lightning.
The red points at the tails of the Red-Tailed Wasps suddenly brightened, and all of them followed suit, pursuing him at a speed no less than Ye Feng's.
In just a short while, Ye Feng felt four or five deep red holes punctured into his arm by the Red-Tailed Wasps.
As soon as the venom entered his body, it was eradicated by the vast Vital Energy within him.
Although the toxicity dissipated, in order to enhance his Wind Chaser Step skills, Ye Feng did not spread his Vital Energy over his skin. He still felt the intense pain from the stings piercing through his skin.
Ye Feng's face twisted in agony as his steps faltered, and soon more Red-Tailed Wasps caught up with him.
"Wait, my footwork should shift half an inch to the left. That way, I can dodge those three Red-Tailed Wasps attacking from above!"
Just from this initial experience, Ye Feng already sensed the shortcomings of the Wind Chaser Step. This was due to his strong comprehension ability; if it were someone else, they might end up covered in stings without noticing such subtle flaws.
After making this adjustment, Ye Feng's movements became even more erratic. With a space of one hundred feet allowing him to maneuver freely, those Red-Tailed Wasps gradually fell behind.
"Good, let's shorten the range to eighty feet!" Ye Feng thought resolutely as he reduced his evasion area once again.
"Ouch!" Just after narrowing his evasion range, a Red-Tailed Wasp caught up with him and its cold, gleaming stinger mercilessly pierced into his forehead.
The Red-Tailed Wasps were as large as ordinary mice, with their stingers measuring up to two inches long. When one of them stung him, Ye Feng couldn't help but exclaim and stumbled again. Furious, he nearly struck down the boastful Red-Tailed Wasp on his forehead.
It would be easy to eliminate them, but if he killed them all, who would accompany him in practicing the Wind Chaser Step?
Ye Feng had to suppress his anger and glared fiercely at the Red-Tailed Wasp.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly and rolled to the side, dodging more attacks from the Red-Tailed Wasps.
The intense training continued fervently; within an eighty-zhang radius, Ye Feng adapted for two full hours before barely managing to avoid being caught by other Red-Tailed Wasps.
As dawn approached and the sky began to lighten, Ye Feng finally escaped a sufficient distance.
The Red-Tailed Wasps that had accompanied him in training all night were already exhausted and could no longer pursue him.
The ground was covered with hundreds of Red-Tailed Wasps, struggling and writhing, yet unable to take flight. Some of the Red-Tailed Wasps were completely stiff, clearly dead from exhaustion.
These fallen Red-Tailed Wasps were not injured by Ye Feng; rather, they had succumbed to fatigue from the prolonged chase.
If anyone else had witnessed this scene, they would likely be left in shock.
Equally exhausted, Ye Feng returned early to the Stone House to rest.
In the following days, Ye Feng practiced during the day and forced the Red-Tailed Wasps to train with him in the Wind Chaser Step at night.
The evasion range gradually decreased from an initial one hundred zhang to eighty zhang, seventy zhang... down to fifty zhang.
As he progressed, the difficulty of evasion increased exponentially.
Until the night before the Outer Sect Grand Competition, Ye Feng finally managed to shorten his evasion range to about forty zhang. Although he wanted to continue training, the Red-Tailed Wasps completely ignored him.
No matter how much he provoked them, the Red-Tailed Wasps remained hidden. Even when Ye Feng pressed his face against the hive, the Red-Tailed Wasps merely glanced at him before retreating back into the hive with their tails raised.
With no other choice, Ye Feng had to give up.
During this time, the Wind Chaser Step had undergone multiple improvements and was now vastly different from its previous form.
Ye Mo had also made this martial technique, which now fully belonged to him, and renamed it the Wind Treading Step.
Though only a slight difference in wording, the essence was entirely different, perfectly reflecting the gap between the two.
After a full night of rest, on the day of the Outer Sect Grand Competition, the entire Dragon Tiger Sect was bustling with excitement.
Thousands of Outer Sect Disciples eagerly awaited the start of the Outer Sect Grand Competition, which officially commenced today.
At the Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect Training Ground, flags waved and crowds gathered. In addition to the Outer Sect Disciples who were required to participate in the competition, many Inner Sect Disciples also showed interest in this Outer Sect Grand Competition and made their way from their area on the mountainside to the Training Ground at the foot of the mountain.
Many high-ranking officials from Dragon Tiger Sect, including Sect Master Bai Qiufeng, were present today and took their seats on a high platform at the northern end of the Training Ground.
Ye Feng stood on the Training Ground alongside Blue Shadow and Zhang Yihang, along with other Outer Sect Disciples, standing tall and spirited.
This time, the Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect Grand Competition had also invited high-ranking officials from several nearby small sects to attend, making it much more lively than usual.
After counting heads and confirming that all Outer Sect Disciples were present without any unexcused absences for this Outer Sect Grand Competition, Bai Qiufeng gave a brief speech before announcing that the Outer Sect Grand Competition would officially begin.
The central area of the Training Ground was divided into several combat zones. Each combat zone had an elder from Dragon Tiger Sect responsible for judging the results of the matches.
The determination of victory and defeat is quite simple: anyone who is knocked out of the designated fighting area, surrenders, or is unable to continue fighting will be deemed a failure.
In the martial arts competitions between warriors, some injuries are inevitable. However, Bai Qiufeng has issued strict orders that all Outer Sect Disciples must not kill their opponents without cause during the matches; otherwise, they will have their cultivation abolished and be expelled from the Dragon Tiger Sect.
Moreover, to prevent casualties, the elders sent by the Dragon Tiger Sect to supervise the matches are mostly at least at the Yuan Wu Realm Sixth Level.
"This time, an elder at the Yuan Martial Realm Seventh Level is in charge of supervision. This should significantly reduce the chances of injury. As long as one surrenders in time, there shouldn't be any issues!"
Next to Ye Feng, an Outer Sect Disciple at only the Sixth Level of Strength Martial Realm excitedly spoke to his companion.
"Look at you, so lacking in ambition. You're already thinking about surrendering before it even starts. Your performance in this competition is bound to be unimpressive."
"Hmph, so what? I'm still young. Even if I lose this time, there will be other opportunities. You're already nineteen years old and close to reaching the age limit for Outer Sect Disciples. If you can't achieve a good ranking in this competition, you'll either become a Servant Disciple or be expelled from the Dragon Tiger Sect. You should be the one worried!"
Many Outer Sect Disciples around were discussing the upcoming Outer Sect Grand Competition. Ye Feng remained calm, using his spiritual sense to probe around in an attempt to identify any hidden experts among the Outer Sect Disciples.
Unfortunately, there were simply too many people. As long as those experts deliberately concealed their presence, it was difficult for Ye Feng to detect them. After some effort, he ultimately shook his head and gave up on probing.
"What's wrong? With Brother Ye's current cultivation level, are you still worried about this competition?" The perceptive Blue Shadow noticed Ye Feng's unusual expression.
"That's not it. I'm not worried about myself; I'm concerned about you and Zhang Yihang. The current Outer Sect of Dragon Tiger Sect is a mix of fish and dragons. Although your cultivation levels are among the upper tier within the Outer Sect, you must not let your guard down. Especially do not underestimate anyone; treat every opponent with full effort!"
Ye Feng naturally did not worry about his own safety. Even if members of the Li Family and Jiang Family hidden among the Outer Sect had high cultivation levels, how could they possibly surpass his peak Origin Martial Realm?
However, just like Han Chong who recently passed away, he feared that Li Xingqi might take out his anger on Blue Shadow and Zhang Yihang. If hidden disciples from the Li Family were sent into the Dueling Arena to seriously injure or even cripple these two, it would be his fault.
Fortunately, as long as Ye Feng did not compete at the same time as them, he could observe from the sidelines. If hidden disciples truly appeared, they would not escape his spiritual sense detection. At that point, he could simply let Zhang Yihang and Blue Shadow announce their surrender directly.
"Blue Shadow, I'm heading to the Seventeenth Arena. You must be careful. If you can't handle it, make sure to surrender immediately," Zhang Yihang said with a worried expression.
"Don't worry, I'm not foolish enough to fight head-on. You should be more careful!"
The bond between the two had returned to its original state, which made Ye Feng feel quite relieved.
"Brother Ye, the duel is about to start. You're in the first Dueling Arena, so don't waste time here. Go prepare!"
Ye Feng shook his head dismissively. "Although the first Dueling Arena is farther away, once Supervisor Elder calls my number, I'll know. Don't worry; it's better for me to stay and watch you and Zhang Yihang duel!"
In this Outer Sect Grand Competition, the allocation of areas was based on past performances, taking turns to compete. Ye Feng was exceptionally strong and had already made a name for himself throughout Dragon Tiger Sect, so he was naturally assigned to the first Dueling Arena to compete against other highly skilled disciples. In contrast, Zhang Yihang and Blue Shadow were assigned to the Seventeenth and Twenty-Third areas based on their previous rankings in smaller competitions and the difficulty of their tasks.
This method of allocation seemed fair on the surface, but due to human manipulation, it was easy for there to be hidden agendas.
As the grand competition was about to begin, each Outer Sect Disciple went to wait near their respective Dueling Arenas, which significantly reduced Ye Feng's difficulty in scouting.
"Blue Shadow's Twenty-Third Arena has actually arranged for three Origin Martial Realm experts. Hmph, it seems Li Xingqi truly has ulterior motives!" Ye Feng frowned, a glint of sharpness flashing in his eyes.
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