"Both sides are ready, the competition begins!"

With the order from Elder Mo, Yu Hebin took the initiative to take action.

He saw him swaying the fan in his hand with one hand. The fan rotated in the air, making a whistling sound, aiming at Wang Ye's arm.

Yu Hebin doesn't have the courage to kill people here, but no one will think there is something wrong with Wang Ye when he turns into a disabled person.

Warrior competitions, disability and other things are common, but few people usually do this.

If you accidentally offend some sects, some of them will be less than worth the effort.

But in Yu Hebin's eyes, Wang Ye is just a casual warrior, and he doesn't care about offending the other party at all.

After all, his goal is the woman around Wang Ye from beginning to end. As long as the woman is allowed to see his power, he believes that the other party will climb onto the bed obediently and wait for his favor.

Elder Mo, who was standing not far away, raised his eyebrows. Although this kid from the Hehuan Sect did not take any action, his move was quite ruthless.

This is the hidden weapon technique used. The fan flies very fast, and warriors with weaker strength cannot avoid it.

Next, let’s see how lucky this young man of a casual warrior is.

Facing a fan that was flying over quickly, Wang Ye did not move at all. He just stretched out his hand casually and grabbed the rotating fan in his hand in an instant.

At this moment, Yu and Bin were stunned.

You should know that with his peak strength in Liangyi Realm, no Liangyi Realm warrior can block this fan.

Even he felt that the other party was just a warrior in the One Yuan realm.

"impossible!"

Yu Hebin called out subconsciously, but no matter what he called, Wang Ye grabbed his fan, which was an unquestionable fact.

Elder Mo was a little surprised. He thought Wang Ye would find a way to avoid the fan, but Wang Ye unexpectedly grabbed the fan with his hands.

This surprised him very much. You must know that those who can achieve this level must be much stronger than the other party.

"Is this kid a genius?" Elder Mo was a little moved.

If Wang Ye was a disciple of other sects, Elder Mo wouldn't care.

There are still geniuses these days, but if it were other sects, he would not dare to poach people casually.

But if it is a casual warrior, he can use the Wudang sect to attract the other party to join.

"Give me the fan back!" Yu Hebin shouted loudly.

"Okay."

Wang Ye responded and threw the fan over.

At this moment, the fan flew back at a faster speed than before and directly inserted it into his thigh.

"ah!"

Yu Hebin screamed, hugged his thighs and lay on the ground, wailing constantly.

Blood kept flowing out of his thighs, and it hurts when he saw it.

"The winner is the scattered king." Elder Mo announced the result.

Many people were quite surprised that the scattered warriors here were basically the foil, but they didn't expect that the first scattered warrior to appear in the show actually won.

The winner is still the young master of the Hehuan Sect. Even though the Hehuan Sect is not good at fighting, he is still a warrior in the Liangyi realm.

It is not that easy to defeat the other party.

Just as Wang Ye was about to leave the ring, he saw a middle-aged handsome guy making a voice: "Little brother, I hurt my Hehuan Sect, and I want to leave?"

Wang Ye didn't know who the other party was, but from Yu Hebin's identity, he could probably tell that the other party was probably the leader of the Hehuan Sect.

A probe technique was thrown directly over, letting him know the opponent's strength.

The peak of the Three Talent Realm.

To be honest, this strength is indeed a bit low. After all, the Hehuan Sect is also a second-rate sect.

"It turns out that the martial arts conference also depends on the backstage. If I beat the younger one, then the older one will come. If I beat the older one, will another older one come?"

Wang Ye's sarcastic voice spread throughout the square, leaving many people blank.

Some sect bosses even looked at the leader of the Hehuan Sect with bad eyes. You have a lot of things in the Hehuan Sect and are injured in regular competitions. This is not common, and you even threaten them?

"If Hehuan Sect hadn't relied on the disciples of the sect, how could it be considered a second-rate sect? It's simply a socialite sect, which is really embarrassing."

"That is, in terms of strength, the Hehuan Sect is also at the bottom among the third-rate sects. Where did you come from to say such things?"

"Didn't they rely on the disciples of the sect to hold the thighs of many sects? Otherwise, they would have been so arrogant and thought that the martial arts conference was held by his family?"

The sarcasm made the people of the Hehuan Sect dare not look up.

It seems that many people have complained about the Hehuan Sect, and they took advantage of Wang Ye's words to vent together.

The leader of the Hehuan Sect was stunned. He didn't expect that because of Wang Ye's words, the Hehuan Sect suddenly became the target of public criticism.

"Okay! Master Yu, this time it was at the Martial Arts Conference. The competition was held under my witness just now. I hope Master Yu will not say anything like that."

Elder Mo shouted, suppressing all the voices.

No one dared not give the elder Wudang, and his voice disappeared immediately, and the leader of the Hehuan Sect also bowed his hand and asked someone to help Yu and Bin down.

But Yu and Bin looked at Wang Ye with resentment.

When Wang Ye returned to his seat, the middle-aged warrior gave a thumbs up: "Little brother, I didn't expect you to be a real person and you won't show your appearance. You actually defeated the young master of the Hehuan Sect with one move. It's awesome."

"Brother, I'm lucky, I didn't know what happened just now?" Wang Ye looked embarrassed.

The middle-aged warrior looked like I believe you, and said, "Martialis don't need to be modest. If you have strength, you are awesome. It's nothing. Oh, Shaolin will appear next, so watch it quickly."

With such a thing happening, Wang Ye did not leave. He wanted to see what other means Yu Hebin had.

After returning to the place where the Hehuan Sect was located, Master Yu pulled out the fan, took out a small bottle from his body, and poured out some green paste-like bodies.

This is actually a skin-growing cream!

After applying the skin-raising cream, Yu Hebin's wound healed a little immediately. Next, he only needs to wait for some time and the wound can gradually recover.

"This skin-growing cream is really a good thing, but unfortunately the yield is too small. Even if you put all the strength of the sect, you will get five bottles." The leader of the Yu Sect sighed.

"If the martial arts world hadn't been able to interfere in the secular world at will, we would have obtained the company that produces skin creams." A disciple said indignantly.

"You can! Do you think other sects will watch us get the skin-growing cream? Which one is not better than us, Wudang or Shaolin?" Another disciple slapped him on the head.

With the skin-growing cream, Yu Hebin felt that the pain was much less, and his face was full of resentment: "Dad, I want that person to die!"

As the young master of the Hehuan Sect, he is also the biological son of the Yu Sect Master.
Chapter completed!