She wore a veil on her face. Even so, everyone could imagine the jealous expression under the veil.
Yes, Ye Huanhuan was jealous of Ye Qingran. She never thought that the swordsman Feng Yi came here for Ye Qingran! The swordsmanship he just showed was simply breathtaking! How could such a peerless genius treat him so well?
Ye Qingran, a loser, respectfully calls his master?
Is she worthy of Ye Qingran?
Feng Yi's gaze shot over, as sharp as a sword.
Ye Qingran patted his shoulder and told him to calm down, "I'm not worthy, are you worthy?"
Ye Huanhuan sneered and said proudly: "I am a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, and I learn from Qingyun Sword Master. No matter what, I am more qualified than you, right?"
Everyone nodded, quite agreeing with Ye Huanhuan's words.
Ye Qingran has no spiritual roots and is a waste who cannot practice. Compared with Ye Huanhuan, who has become an orthodox swordsman, she obviously has no advantage at all!
They were very curious as to why Feng Yi was willing to call her Master?
"Why, you also want to be Feng Yi's master?"
Ye Huanhuan's complexion changed. When she saw everyone looking at her with contempt, she gritted her teeth and said, "Ye Qingran, I didn't say that. I just wanted to say that you are far inferior to me in terms of cultivation, let alone being a Feng."
Yi’s master?”
Ye Qingran turned his gaze to Feng Yi and asked with a smile: "Ayi, do you also think that I am not worthy of being your master?"
Feng Yi smiled, showing his neat white teeth, "No! In A Yi's mind, you are the only one in this world who is qualified to be my master!"
That look was so well-behaved, so different from the wild image he had when he first arrived!
"Ye Huanhuan, did you hear that? Feng Yi only recognizes me as his master. Are you... angry?"
How can Ye Huanhuan not be angry?
She was about to explode!
While secretly scolding Ye Qingran, he also looked at Feng Yi with contempt.
At this time, Ling Qingwu's eyes flashed, she walked a few steps over and said in a loud voice: "Ye Qingran, since you can let the sword idiot Feng Yi call you master, you must have an amazing understanding of the way of swordsmanship."
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How could Ye Qingran not know what Ling Qingwu was thinking?
"Of course. Without diamonds, how can I get a porcelain job? In the same way, if I don't have any skills, how can Ayi be willing to call me master?"
Ye Qingran smiled so calmly, but it made Ling Qingwu very angry. How could a loser have the nerve to say that she has skills? What kind of bullshit skills could she have?
Without waiting for Ling Qingwu to say anything, Ye Huanhuan couldn't wait to say: "Ye Qingran, didn't you keep saying that you are capable? Well, do you dare to compete with me in swordsmanship? I want to see if you have any spiritual roots.
What can a useless piece of trash be capable of?!"
In the past, it would have been impossible for Ye Huanhuan to say such unreasonable words, because it would damage her image. Besides, Ye Sisi usually finished these words for her. However, Ye Sisi has changed now.
She also lost her status as the Crown Princess and had nothing to worry about anymore!
Ye Huanhuan decided that she must make Ye Qingran pay the price today!
However, Ye Qingran glanced at her and said disdainfully: "You? If I remember correctly, you haven't received orthodox training in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, right? Are you worthy of competing with me?
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"No matter what, I'm better than a loser like you!"
Ye Qingran shook his head, "Let's change it. I'm afraid that if I win then, your Xuanyuan Sword Sect will say that I bully the newcomers, and everyone will think that I am invincible!"
How shameless!
Ye Huanhuan was trembling with anger and wanted to go up and tear Ye Qingran's face apart!
She really regretted it. Why didn't she just cut her body into thousands of pieces and feed it to the dogs piece by piece when she was on the Soul-Desolating Abyss?
After several other disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect heard this, a male disciple stood up with a bad look on his face, raised his chin slightly, and said arrogantly: "Ye Qingran, is it okay for me to be your opponent?"
"you?"
The male disciple nodded arrogantly, "Yes, it's me! I have been practicing in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect for three years!"
"Then you are a sword now...what?"
"The peak of the sword king!" The strength is quite far from the peak of the Xuan King. This is the habitual name of the sword cultivator.
Ye Qingran shook his head contemptuously, "You are not even a Jianzong, why do you have the nerve to stand up?"
The arrogance on the male disciple's face suddenly cracked because of Ye Qingran's contemptuous words.
"I have only been in the Sword Sect for three years, and I am already at the peak of the Sword King. I am already very powerful. You are a loser, how can you criticize me?" The male disciple was obviously very angry, and his voice rose several times.
Ye Qingran said calmly, "I'm too weak, lest if I win, everyone will say that I'm a bully!"
Everyone's mouth twitched.
I thought to myself, Ye Qingran, don't worry, we all know you are a waste, you can't win! Even if you win, we will only think that you are lucky and will not say that you are bullying!
At this time, another male disciple stood up. He was obviously older than the male disciple just now.
"I have practiced in the Xuanyuan Sword Sect for five years and am already a middle-rank sword sect. I should be qualified to fight you, right?"
Everyone looked at Ye Qingran, thinking that she should agree this time, right?
"Have you been practicing for five years? So among the many disciples of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, can you be ranked in the top ten?"
This question directly choked the confident disciple Xuanyuan.
He was stunned for a while, and then shouted with anger: "Where do you think the Xuanyuan Sword Sect is? Can anyone easily enter the top ten? Let me tell you, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect includes the world's elite and geniuses
Ruyun…”
Ye Qingran made a gesture to stop, "Just tell me if you are in the top ten!"
The male brother gritted his teeth and said with fire in his eyes, "No!"
Ye Qingran shook his head in disappointment, "Then I can't accept to compete with you, because I barely compete with the top ten disciples."
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The people watching didn't know how to describe their mood at this moment.
Ye Qingran said that the object of her competition must be among the top ten disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. People who don’t know this would think she is some kind of peerless genius!
Just as that disciple said, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect includes the world's most extraordinary talents and countless geniuses. The top ten disciples are the geniuses among geniuses, and they are the top beings in any country!
How could such a genius condescend to compete with a loser like Ye Qingran?
Ling Qingwu finally understood that Ye Qingran had said so much just because he wanted to learn from her.
But, is she worthy?
Who is she, Ling Qingwu?
The top ten disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the daughter of Qingyun Sword Master, a peerless beauty, and extremely talented. Apart from her beauty, any one of them can crush Ye Qingran!
"Ye Qingran, according to you, only our senior sister Qingwu is worthy of fighting you?" the female disciple shouted angrily.
When everyone heard this, they also realized that they must not only satisfy the Sword Sect and above, but also be among the top ten disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Isn't that Ling Qingwu?
But, will Ling Qing dance agree?
Ling Qingwu's eyes flashed with disdain, and under the expectant gazes of everyone, Lang Lang said: "The last time I competed with a senior fellow who ranked fourth in the Sword Sect, the last time it was with the famous Haotian Sect
One of the Seven Holy Sons, just like last time..."
Five opponents were listed in one breath, and all of them were famous and thunderous!
The implication…
Her opponents, Ling Qingwu, are all talented and talented people. Ye Qingran, you are a loser, do you deserve it?