Watching the intense battle on the stage, Ye Che couldn't help but ask Feng Xingzhi, "The other person on the field should be from your Feng family! How is it, are you confident?"

Feng Xingzhi looked at Feng Xingyun who was forced to rely on his speed to dodge, and said helplessly: "That's my cousin, but I really don't have confidence. It seems that we will definitely lose this match. The spiritual power of the opponent is too weird."

Ye Che nodded in agreement with his friend's words. As expected, the outcome of the match was decided while the two were talking.

Although Feng Xingyun lost, he was worthy of being a descendant of a noble family. He remained graceful and bowed directly: "Thank you for your guidance, fellow Taoist. I don't know what to call you."

Seeing that Feng Xingyun had admitted defeat, the cultivator on the opposite side withdrew his spiritual power and said coldly, "Ling Qi." Then he flew off the stage and found a corner to recover his spiritual power. Judging from his posture, he did not intend to defend the ring any longer.

As soon as Feng Xingyun got off the stage, he came directly in front of Feng Xingzhi and said with an aggrieved look on his face, "Cousin, have I brought shame to our Feng family? I lost the second match to a casual cultivator."

Looking at his cousin who looked guilty, Feng Xingzhi patted his shoulder comfortingly and said earnestly: "Don't embarrass yourself, you are already very good. You must know that there are always people better than you, and this world of cultivation is not as simple as it seems on the surface."

"Really? Cousin."

"Really. You just finished your fight, go and take a rest. There will be other matches soon."

"Okay, cousin, you have to be careful when you go on stage. Your own safety is the most important."

"..."

Seeing the two brothers caring for each other and showing great love, Ye Che was in a trance. He recalled that in the past few decades, it seemed that he had never experienced such a moment.

Perhaps, the strong are destined to be lonely. Ye Che laughed at himself.

Ye Che's thoughts were only wandering for a moment. After all, reality did not allow him to be too sad. What he had to do was to work hard and practice to the highest level. By then, he would see who would dare to kill him and take his treasure.

Thinking of that vicious woman and the fact that his mother's belongings had not been retrieved yet, Ye Che's eyes were filled with icy coldness.

At this moment, a very provocative voice suddenly sounded: "Ye Che, I want to challenge you, do you dare to come on stage?"

Ye Che raised his eyes and found Ye Yuqing standing on stage number one, shouting at him.

"Oh," Ye Che sneered, "Why not? You're the one asking for a fight. Don't go back and complain if you lose." As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped up and stood opposite Ye Yuqing.

Ye Yuqing laughed disdainfully: "Haha, how shameless! You are just a lowly bastard who was thrown out and had your spiritual roots broken. I want to see how capable you are now."

As he spoke, a thick bolt of lightning struck Ye Che's head. Ye Che dodged it and quickly threw a whip at the opponent.

Ye Che threw the Thunder Spirit Whip, leaving an afterimage, and attacked Ye Yuqing from multiple angles. Feeling the violent aura coming towards her, Ye Yuqing immediately took out the defense ball her mother gave her and activated it.

Seeing that the defense ball also had many cracks while the lightning spiritual power was dissipating, Ye Yuqing put away the defense ball with lingering fear. She didn't expect that the spiritual roots of this bastard had been repaired and his spiritual power had only become stronger.

But so what? If you can be ruined the first time, there will be a second time. Ye Yuqing was ruthless in her heart and her face was equally ruthless: "I didn't expect that you would recover your spiritual roots. It seems that your master is willing to let go of a waste like you."

"Look at this move, thousands of lightning needles." As he spoke, another powerful attack came, and densely packed lightning needles stabbed towards Ye Che without any blind spots.

Seeing this move, Ye Che's eyes darkened and he became alert. It turned out to be the Ye family's unique skill. That old man was really biased. But I don't care about your Ye family either.

"Let's not waste any more time. Today I'll show you who the loser is."

Ye Che was seen directly using his spiritual power. On the surface, he took out a mirror to deceive the eyes, but in fact, he used spiritual power of another attribute to open up a void space and dissolve the opponent's attack.

At the same time, he returned the Thunderstorm Needle to Veronica Yip a thousand times more. Without any special skills, he just copied others.

"Hehe, I wonder how many times your magic weapon can block for you." Looking at the attack being returned, Yip Yu-ching panicked for a second, and then immediately used the ball she had just used to block it. Looking at the ball with a few more cracks, Yip Yu-ching felt a little anxious.

He just thought that his attack was rebounded by Ye Che using the defensive magic weapon given by his master, and did not notice any other abnormalities.

So he immediately launched a third attack, and this time it was a ferocious beast that rushed towards Ye Che.

It was just a spiritual power taking shape. Ye Che raised his hand and saw a more spiritual thunder dragon flying towards the beast.

The Dragon Warrior is the undisputed overlord of the sea, land and air, so after just a few rounds of clawing, swinging the tail, biting... the ferocious beast transformed by Amy Yip gradually dissipated.

"Puff!" Ye Yuqing couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, then glared at Ye Che fiercely.

Ye Che chuckled: "Are you convinced now, you piece of shit!"

The word "waste" was lightly used by Ye Che to describe Ye Yuqing. It was very hurtful and insulting, so Ye Yuqing, who was so angry that she spat out blood again and was on the verge of collapse.

At this time, the law enforcement elder on the side saw this situation and stopped the attack from both sides. He asked Ye Yuqing: "Ye Yuqing, do you admit defeat?"

Amy Yip: “…” He was going to get first place, how could he admit defeat?

Looking at Ye Yuqing's expression, Ye Che knew that he was not convinced, but no matter how he struggled, he was ultimately just an inconspicuous pebble stepped under his feet on his growth path, unable to make any waves.

Furious at Ye Che's arrogant attitude, Ye Yuqing took a bottle of medicine from her Qiankun bag and poured it into her mouth, then said fiercely: "I won't admit defeat, I can still fight again."

The law enforcement elder had no choice but to step back and watch the fight.

Looking at the prey that came to his doorstep, Ye Che felt extremely happy. He hadn't tortured him enough yet, so he could only hope that his drugged "brother" could withstand more beatings.

After the last few powerful moves, Ye Yuqing had very little spiritual power left, so he picked up a knife and rushed towards Ye Che.

Ye Che actually still had at least two-thirds of his spiritual power left, but he didn't mind playing with the other party.

So Ye Che didn't use his ultimate move, but also took out his magic sword to meet the attack.

Ye Yuqing practiced Huoyun Mountain's Dao swordsmanship, a heavenly martial art. He had already practiced to the third style. Knowing that Ye Che was powerful, he used the third style right from the start. The essence of "bold swordsmanship" lies in strength.

Feeling the might of the sword that was like a dark cloud pressing down on the city above his head, Ye Che used softness to overcome hardness and used the fourth move of the Xuantian Sword Art to throw the sword away with a single move of force.

At this moment, Ye Che suddenly felt a dangerous aura, so he turned his spiritual energy into a shield and armed himself.

"Ding..." is the sound of metal collision.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like