"Who dares come up and fight me?"

Ye Xing held his hands in his chest and stood proudly on the fighting stage. His eyes swept across all the Ye family disciples in the scene, and his voice was extremely arrogant and domineering.

The Ye family disciples off the field look at me, look at you, and look at you, looking like they don’t know what to do.

This is no wonder. After all, this is the first time they have heard of a cultivator, and they have some suspicion and despise and act rashly.

"What, don't anyone, you trash, dare to come up?"

boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, thousands of waves arose in the hearts of many disciples present.

"Who do you say is the waste?"

"Damn, I became the eighth level of warrior at the age of fifteen. How dare you say I am a waste."

"Isn't it just a cultivator? What's so great about it? Look at me slapping your head."

...

The field was in full swing for a while, and all the disciples could no longer care about their own place, and they all shouted at Ye Xing on the stage.

On the one hand, several people were also embarrassed when they heard Ye Xing's insults, even though they knew that Ye Xing was deliberately stimulating them.

"Waste is waste. I don't dare to compete with me when I come to the stage. Is this the strength of the Ye family in Zhao Guoye? It's really average."

Speaking of this, Ye Xing's eyes swept over Ye Jing, Ye Nantian and others, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Fuck, it's so annoying. You guys hurry up and go up."

"This guy is so arrogant. Why can't Nantian and the others pay it back? This has insulted my family."

...

The disciples shouted about their dissatisfaction, but the heads of the major branches calmed down.

Everyone knows that the strength of the Ye family in the Luo Hanguo is no less than that of the Ye family in Heishui City, and it is even better than that. The scene that happened today is the battle between the Ye family in the Luo Hanguo and the Ye family in Heishui City for the main family.

Now the heads of major branches have a chess piece in their hands, which is to see who has the better vision to stand in the right team.

"Huaishui, is Ye Xing's doing this a bit too much?" Ye Qing's face was already as blue as he was, and he asked in a low voice.

"Xing'er's approach is indeed inappropriate." Ye Huaishui also frowned, but then a cold arc was outlined by the corner of his mouth.

"However, I think Xing'er tells the truth."

boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere at the chief banquet table suddenly became tense and tense.

All the elders of the Ye family glared at Ye Huaishui, and their eyes were no longer as hospitable as before, but instead they were full of hostility.

"Hehe, okay." Ye Qing sneered, "Then let's see if it's the younger generation of the Ye family in Luo Hanguo, or if it's the younger generation of my Hei Shui City, it's the stronger one."

"Oh, then I'll wait and see." Ye Huaishui raised his eyebrows, not caring about it, as if he had already been confident in winning the younger generation of Luo Hanguo.

During the whole process, Ye Tianhao, who was sitting in the first seat, did not say a word. It was not that he was unwilling to speak to help the Ye family in Heishui City, but it was because the Ye family in Luo Hanguo and the Ye family in Heishui City were originally the same family.

"I'll ask you again, who dares to come up and fight me."

Ye Xing had a fierce face and was full of domineering spirit, walking around the fighting stage like an invincible god of war.

"I'll do it!"

"Cheng'er, don't." The elders around Ye Cheng were just about to catch Ye Cheng, but they were still one step too late.

Ye Cheng jumped directly onto the fighting stage and looked at Ye Xing with a disgust.

"The eighth level of warrior?" Ye Xing frowned slightly, "You go down, you are not my opponent."

"Hmph! Why don't you know if you don't try it? Or are you scared?" Ye Cheng snorted coldly, looked at Ye Xing with disgust, then flashed his body and quickly attacked Ye Xing.

Ye Xing's face was covered with Gu Jing Wubo, and he stood there without moving a step, allowing Ye Cheng to attack him.

Five zhang, four zhang, three zhang, two zhang, one zhang.

"Are you going to succeed?"

Ye Cheng's heartbeat accelerated, and he didn't care about the excitement in his heart. He pounded out his entire right palm fiercely and slammed Ye Xing's left rib.

"Has it been successful?" All the disciples off the field were all hanging their hearts at this moment. Even Ye Nantian and others were just staring at everything on the fighting stage. He could never escape this punch.

"Hmm?" Ye Jing's eyes turned slightly. Seeing that among the younger generation of Luo Hanguo, no one showed any worry at this moment. Even Ye Ling, who was on stage, was sitting leisurely at the table, crossing her legs, and savoring the tea carefully.

"So confident?" Ye Jing frowned, but she didn't care. She didn't think Ye Xing could avoid this punch.

boom!

Ye Cheng's palm hit Ye Xing's left rib directly, causing a huge roar, instantly splashing countless flying dust, and there were more cracks on the floor on the ground.

"Has it been successful?" Ye Cheng was ecstatic at this moment. The full power of his palm and the power of the seventy-five horses contained just now were enough to hurt any warrior who did not resist, even if he was in the half-step realm of Condensation.

At this moment, Ye Cheng felt that happiness came so quickly that he had hit him before he could react.

"This time I will definitely choose me, maybe that lady will even like me."

Thinking of this, Ye Cheng gradually smiled on his face, so excited, proud, and a little bit of obscene.

All the disciples off the field breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile gradually appeared on their faces.

"Hmph! You're still arrogant, you can get rid of you with just one palm."

"What kind of body cultivator is just like this."

"If I had known this, I would have been there."

"You? You are the fifth level of warrior. Why do you join in the fun? Wherever you are cool?"

"you……"

...

For a moment, the atmosphere became hot and many disciples cheered Ye Xing was defeated by a palm, as if he had done it himself.

However, Ye Jing and others had an unprecedented solemn appearance. The palm on the martial arts stage just now seemed fierce and violent, but Ye Xing was not bombarded. At this moment, Ye Jing and others were all focused on the center of the martial arts stage, in the dust.

Ye Cheng was excited for a while, and realized this in his mind, and immediately reacted.

However, it was still late, and only a cold and cold voice sounded in his ears: "Is that palm so good? Now I'll give you a palm too."

puff!

Ye Cheng felt a hammer hit hard on his chest, and a burning pain came from his chest, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out directly.

boom!

Ye Cheng flew backwards before he could come out, his body fell directly on the forbidden light curtain of the fighting platform and went down softly.

"This...what's going on?"

"Impossible. Could it be that the palm that just now did not defeat Ye Xing, but was defeated by him?"

...

All the disciples on the field were staring at this moment, with a look of surprise on their faces.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

As footsteps sounded, Ye Xing's figure walked out of the dust, standing proudly with a slender and upright figure, like a lurking demon lord of the world.

Ye Jing's pupils shrank slightly. Ye Xing was so hard that he just got, but there was no trace of harm. What's going on? Is this a cultivator?

The many branches of disciples who were also surprised were used. At this moment, everyone no longer dared to underestimate Ye Xing, and even more dared not make any noise.

"Hmph! Waste is waste, and this attack cannot hit me at all." Ye Xing swept everyone in the field with contempt, and finally his eyes were fixed on Ye Jing and others.

"What, are our disciples just treating branch disciples as cannon fodder like this? Ye Jing, do you dare to come up and fight?"

Wow!

The off-field became popular instantly, and even some older generations were shocked to challenge Ye Jing. Ye Jing is the most powerful among all the younger generations in the family. His cultivation has reached the early stage of Condensation Realm, so Ye Xing is too arrogant.

"Ye Xing, don't be arrogant. I, Ye Nantian, come to meet you."

He was directly ignored and was an existence of the same age as his cultivation level. How could the arrogant Ye Nantian bear it?

"You are not my opponent." Ye Xing glanced at Ye Nantian and said with his hands on his chest.

"Hmph! Arrogant!"

Ye Nantian's eyes became extremely sharp. Since he was defeated by Ye Jian's sword, he has been studying hard for this period of time. The inner energy in his body has become infinitely more than true energy, and his strength has doubled. Now he is directly ignored, and Ye Nantian is furious.

"Eat me a palm!"

Ye Nantian's steps flashed under his feet and blasted out at Ye Xing.

Boom! The powerful and solid "Vacuum Palm" broke out and slashed directly at Ye Xing.

"I said you are not my opponent."

Ye Xing shouted violently, and his aura suddenly appeared in his body, his hair flew, and his whole body was filled with yellow cyclones, like an angry ancient beast.

drink!
To be continued...