Seeing that Zhu Houbing finished speaking, he was about to get up to find Song Santong. Guo Xiangli grabbed his hand and said, "Don't worry about this matter, just let them deal with it yourself. No matter what, Santong is now your apprentice!"

Zhu Houbing was stunned and sighed heavily. His son could teach his lessons at will. But his apprentice sometimes really shouldn't be too harsh. Of course, this does not mean that Zhu Houbing can't do anything. Besides, Ye Huan is not trouble now. You should know that when you meet, it's Song Santong, not him, Ye Huan!

Time flies, and it has been a few days since the cricket fighting. During this period, Ye Huan felt that the power in his body had become stronger and stronger. Now he has truly mastered Zhu Houbing's martial arts. Of course, he only mastered all the martial arts of Zhu Houbing's association, and those combat experiences are gone. This requires integrating Zhu Houbing's memory to obtain, but Ye Huan does not want to know Zhu Houbing's **!

Ye Huan didn't want to know that Zhu Houbing's ** had never integrated Zhu Houbing's memory. Shuang'er didn't know how many times he said about this matter, but no matter what, Ye Huan just refused. In the end, Shuang'er could only helplessly not mention it, but now what she said most was to let Ye Huan upgrade the clone space a little more quickly. In fact, although the clone space needs to be upgraded from level zero to level one, under normal circumstances, the conditions for upgrading such a level are not a requirement at all. Who wouldn't have a mere 100 reputation? But this kind of thing really made Ye Huan meet, and he really didn't have that 100 reputation, because all the people of the Yingfeng Sword Sect died, their reputation naturally disappeared. This is a coincidence.

Recently, Ye Huan's favorite place to stay is by the sea. Although he can only see the endless sea, Ye Huan seems to have seen the continent on the other side of the sea. Originally, Ye Huan thought that he would spend a boring day here today, but suddenly Song Santong's voice came from behind Ye Huan. Ye Huan turned his head and said helplessly: "Song Santong, what do you want? Is it interesting to come to me to compete every day? If you have time, you might as well practice the martial arts taught you by Uncle Zhu, and don't let Uncle Zhu down on his teachings to you."

"Hmph, you don't have to worry about my affairs. I just want to beat you anyway." Song Santong snorted coldly and said.

During these days, Song Santong would come to Ye Huan to compete whenever he had time, but without competing for combat power, Ye Huan actually won several times in a row. This made it even more difficult for Song Santong to suppress his desire to defeat Ye Huan. Now all his thoughts are about how to drive Ye Huan away and how to beat Ye Huan once. Looking at Song Santong, whose face was deformed due to persistence, Ye Huan sighed and said, "I know what you want. Go away, I will leave Tianxing Island soon. What you want does not mean that I want it too. The treasure in your heart may not be worthless in my opinion!"

"What did you say? You are leaving Tianxing Island?" Ye Huan's words made Song Santong stunned and then showed an ecstatic expression. He seemed to have just heard Ye Huan's previous sentence, and he didn't listen to what was behind.

Seeing Song Santong's face with surprise, Ye Huan felt a little incredible. Although he didn't know why Song Santong was always targeting him at the beginning. But now he already knew, but this was even more incredible to Ye Huan. For him, the love between men and women is still a very distant thing, and he said lightly: "Yes, I have asked Uncle Zhu to promise to send me out of Tianxing Island."

"What you said is true, then when will you send you away?" Song Santong asked hurriedly.

Didn’t he just want Ye Huan to leave Tianxing Island if he did so many things? Now that he knew Ye Huan would leave, what reason would he have to continue fighting with Ye Huan? Now he was just eager to know when Ye Huan would leave Tianxing Island, but for some reason, looking at Ye Huan’s indifferent expression and the disdain in his eyes, Song Santong was very upset. But at this time, since he already knew that Ye Huan was leaving soon, he naturally did not intend to cause trouble to Ye Huan. If Ye Huan was unhappy because of what he did, and he would not leave, wouldn’t this be even more troublesome!

Ye Huan didn't know what Song Santong thought, so naturally he didn't want to know. But when Ye Huan saw his expression, Ye Huan felt funny. Something he didn't want at all was snatching him to death. Isn't it funny enough? Ye Huan chuckled and said, "Yes, I'm leaving Tianxing Island. Even if I come back in the future, I don't know when it will be. You can rest assured of this."

Ye Huan's indifferent look and indifferent expression. Especially his eyes at Song Santong made Song Santong extremely unhappy for a moment. Although he warned himself to control it, his face turned cold and said, "What, do you think you can threaten me here? You don't see who you are, you are just a waste who cannot practice. And I am now the disciple of the island master. Sooner or later, I will become the only successor of the island master. And what are you? Master is just looking at you with pity!"

Before Song Santong could finish his words, Ye Huan's face suddenly became cold. He looked at Song Santong coldly, and until he finished speaking, Ye Huan said, "Since you think so, I won't leave. I want to see if you really have that ability!"

Of course, this cannot be taken seriously. How could Ye Huan stay? But only Ye Huan himself knows that Ye Huan cannot stay. How could Song Santong know the reason for this? In fact, he regretted it after he finished speaking. But after Ye Huan said that, Song Santong couldn't help but angrily: "What are you saying, you waste, you better get out of Tianxing Island with me quickly, or I will kill you sooner or later. If it weren't for your trash master who had died long ago, there would be your place on Tianxing Island!"

If Song Santong only humiliated himself, Ye Huan could not take it seriously, but he humiliated Li Youran together, which made Ye Huan extremely angry. His fist couldn't help but hold on, but his appearance made Song Santong laugh. He laughed and said, "How do you think you look like you, do you want to hit me? If you have the ability, just move me and try it. Come on, how about I let you have one hand!"

Ye Huan is a waste in his heart who cannot practice. Although he has only been a disciple for a long time, he has been practicing before he became a disciple. Although his strength is not as good as Zhu Yun, it is not worse than that among his peers. A second-rate warrior in his teens is not something that ordinary people can achieve. No matter what, he practices the martial arts of Tianxingdao. So when facing a waste who cannot practice, not to mention one hand, even if he doesn't fight back, the other party is not an opponent. He can exhaust the other party to death. This is what Song Santong thinks now.
Chapter completed!