: Trial

Ye Yichen and the others looked at Ye Ximeng who came down from the martial arts stage. There was no change in their faces. Ye Shan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was shocked.

In his heart, Ye Ximeng's body was weak and his strength was not too strong, but seeing Ye Ximeng lightly blocking Ye Tong's two powerful swords.

"Miss Ximeng's strength has improved again."

"I am really worthy of being the first genius of our Ye family."

"Don't say this, where did you put Yequan?"

...

After watching Ye Ximeng's competition, the Ye family members started a fierce debate again.

Ye Quan in the distance looked at Ye Ximeng in the distance, and a trace of cold light flashed in his eyes, and soon he restrained himself.

"Brother, is she very famous in the Ye family?" Yeshan asked the boy who was discussing around him.

"Are you a silly darling? Miss Ximeng doesn't recognize you anymore." The young man said angrily without even looking back.

Ye Shan had a dark line on his face. The boy turned his head and saw that it was Ye Shan. He knew that he was not from the main lineage of the Ye family. He might really not know Miss Ximeng.

"You are a disciple of the branch lineage, and it is normal not to know Miss Ximeng. She is the niece of our head of the Ye family. She is unparalleled in talent. She is only fourteen years old this year and is already at the eighth level of the Martial Arts Realm." The young man explained to Yeshan proudly.

Yeshan was even more shocked after hearing this. He was sixteen years old this year and was only at the seventh level of the martial arts realm. When Yeshan thought of this, a bitter smile appeared on his dark face.

In addition to being shocked, he looked at Ye Yichen's back again.

"He is the "young head" rumored by the Ye family. Ye Shan thought to himself that although he is honest, he is not a fool. He will know Ye Yichen's identity after thinking about it.

...

"Brother, how am I acting?"

After Ye Ximeng stepped down, she quickly came to Ye Yichen's side, with a smile on her face and asked with a smile.

"Yes, your cultivation has improved again. If you use all your strength, Ye Tong should be defeated in one move." Ye Yichen praised without hesitation.

"Hehe" Ye Ximeng smiled happily.

Ye Qize gave Ye Ximeng a thumbs up, and the latter also smiled.

...

The second elder Ye Suying on the platform smiled at Ye Tianxing and said, "Xi Meng's niece's cultivation has improved a lot."

"This child's talent is no worse than his father, and his heart can calm down. Alas! If he could see Xiao Xi like this, he would definitely be very happy." Ye Tianxingti said with a smile at the beginning, and as he spoke, his tone became unconsciously low.

"Oh, after so many years, where can he go?"

The second elder seemed to have thought of something, and his face was a little low.

The Great Elder and the Third Elder didn't say anything when they heard the conversation between them, but a trace of gloating flashed in the third elder's eyes.

"It's also a blessing that he disappeared back then, otherwise we wouldn't have taken down the Ye family." The third elder sent a voice to the great elder sinisterly.

"He is missing, but..."

"This little girl will definitely be a hidden danger in a few years."

The elder's eyes couldn't help but narrowed and looked at the martial arts stage in the distance.

...

After a few more competitions, it was time for Ye Yichen to come on stage.

A boy in black behind Ye Quan slowly walked onto the stage. He looked ordinary, had no expression on his face, and a sense of coldness was revealed in his eyes.

Ye Yichen on the other side was holding a Jinglan Sword in his hand, and his appearance was wrapped in an ordinary sword sheath. The sharpness of the sword was not visible at all, and he slowly walked onto the martial arts stage.

"Ye Yichen"

"Yeyue"

"Your recent popularity seems to be very high in Ye's family." Ye Yue said coldly.

"Oh? Is that true? Then I really don't know." Ye Yichen said lightly.

"But your limelight is destined not to spread, because I, Ye Yue, broke through to the eighth level of the Martial Arts yesterday. I want to let you see what strength is today." Ye Yue said arrogantly.

The Ye family members in the audience sighed when they listened to Ye Yue's words.

Ye Yichen listened to Ye Yue's arrogant words and did not speak, but just smiled coldly, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Ye Yue happened to see the disdain in Ye Yichen's eyes, and there was a little anger in his eyes.

Ye Yue drew his sword and slashed towards Ye Yichen. The speed was extremely fast. Several sword shadows flashed in the air and quickly attacked Ye Yichen.

Ye Yichen looked at the sword shadows that were so close to him, and his eyes were filled with calmness, and he drew out the Jinglan Sword.

Everyone in the audience felt a flash of inspiration in front of them. Ye Yue, who had set out his sword, felt a dazzling light passing by.

Ye Yichen drew his sword and swung it forward, and a sword energy directly shattered several sword shadows of Ye Yue.

"If this is what you call strength, then you should forget it." Ye Yichen said coldly without any politeness to Ye Yue, such a loyal little man of Ye Quan.

Ye Yichen's words seemed to be infinitely amplified in Ye Yue's ears, and Ye Yue's breathing became a little heavy.

Ye Yue held the sharp sword in his hand tightly, circulated the spiritual energy in his body, rushed towards Ye Yichen quickly, and slashed down with one sword.

"clang"

Ye Yichen raised the Jinglan Sword above his head and blocked the sword. The two swords fought each other and made a harsh sound.

The sharp sword in Ye Yue's hand slashed heavily on Ye Yichen's sword. After being blocked by Ye Yichen, he continued to increase his strength.

The cultivation level of his eighth level of the Martial Arts Realm burst out. In everyone's eyes, Ye Yue wanted to take the lead and crush Ye Yichen from top to bottom.

Ye Yue quickly drew his sword and stabbed Ye Yichen in front of his chest. He was so aggressive that he could stab Ye Yichen in just one finger.

Ye Yue raised a smile on his face, as if he had seen a picture piercing into Ye Yichen's chest.

Ye Ximeng, who was in the audience, clenched her fists and looked at the stage anxiously.

Ye Qi was very calm, and the scene of Ye Yichen practicing sword appeared in his mind. He knew Ye Yichen's strength, and Ye Yue was definitely not Ye Yichen's opponent.

Ye Tianxing in the stands was not at all panic on his face, and he looked at the competition on the martial arts stage with calm eyes.

Ye Yichen looked at the sword that stabbed him, ran "Seven Steps of Phantom", and quickly flashed to the side.

When he appeared again, he was already standing on the side of Ye Yue, raised the Jinglan sword in his hand, and slapped Ye Yue's back with his sword body.

Ye Yue felt that Ye Yichen's figure disappeared when he was dazed in front of him.

The sword in his hand pierced the air, and Ye Yue was shocked. He never expected that the sword he had brewed was not even touching Ye Yichen's clothes.

Before I could think too much in my mind, a burning pain came from my back.

"Ah!" Ye Yue shouted in pain.

The gravity on his back directly made Ye Yue kneel forward. Ye Yue held the sword guarding the ground and inserted it into the ground, supporting his body with difficulty.

"Bang"

Still one leg knelt down heavily.

Before Ye Yue could take a breath, he felt a sore throat and a trace of blood flowed out of the corners of his mouth.
Chapter completed!