Super Junior Grandmaster

Chapter 744

"This kid's footwork just now!" Li Zong looked at Ling Qianfan.

"It is indeed similar to Xiaorou's footwork, and Mr. Ye's footwork is much better than Xiaorou's." Ling Qianfan looked at Ye Wentian thoughtfully.

"Patriarch Ling, Mr. Ye doesn't have anything to do with Miss Xiaorou, does he?" Yun Jieying interjected at this time.

"It should be impossible." Ling Qianfan thought about it carefully and shook his head.

"Patriarch Ling, you should know his identity, right?" Zhang Zichu asked meaningfully.

"Of course I know." Ling Qianfan smiled, but didn't say anything.

"It doesn't belong to the Six Sects and Tianfeng Academy, so it belongs to the Saints Sect?" Wei Zda asked sideways.

"You don't need to guess anymore, the legendary figure named Ye." Yun Jieying took a sip of tea and said lightly.

"A legendary figure named Ye?" Everyone was taken aback.

"Ye Zhifeng!" Wei Zida's eyes froze.

"Yeah." Ling Qianfan couldn't help it, since he said it, he had no choice but to confess.

"He's Ye Zhifeng's son!" Li Zong looked at Ling Qianfan in disbelief, and then at Ye Wentian on the ring.

Although the voices of several people talking were not very loud, they still reached some people's ears.

"Ye Zhifeng's son!"

"I rely on!"

"Who is Ye Zhifeng?" Some people don't know the legend of Ye Zhifeng. After all, it is short-lived and easily forgotten.

"The one who became a congenital-level powerhouse at the age of 12 is already a legend who is at the pinnacle of Qi Refining and God Transformation."

"I'm crazy, it's so hot!"

"The problem is that Ye Zhifeng was only born in a small family. If he was born in a big family with abundant resources, he might go against the sky."

"Didn't the evildoer's son be said to be a waste?"

"It seems that this kid has been forbearing for so many years!"

……

"He is definitely not forbearing!" The white-clothed "Master" said firmly.

"How did you know, Master?" The man in black and the two women looked at the "Master" in white in surprise.

"Hmph~~" The "Young Master" in white glared at the three of them.

……

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Ye is the descendant of Senior Ye!" Pang Tong cupped his fists towards Ye Wentian, and then leaped softly, to the opposite of Ye Wentian.

"I'm sorry, I, Pang Tong, are eager to fight and want to experience Brother Ye's strength firsthand." Pang Tong said sincerely.

"Okay." Ye Wentian nodded: "Let's do it."

"Be careful." Pang Tong shouted loudly, his body was astonishing, and he stabbed at Ye Wentian with a spear in his hand.

That powerful force was more than ten times stronger than when he was fighting against Xiao Rou, and the depressing breath made it almost impossible for those who were close to the ring to breathe.

It's a pity that when Pang Tong faced Ye Wentian, it was destined to be thunderous and rainy.

Ye Wentian's eyes flickered, his figure flickered, and he reappeared suddenly, already behind Pang Tong.

"Man!" Pang Tong's hairs stood on end, his pupils widened, and his heart rose to his throat.

He was just about to turn around and fight again, but then he was lifted up by a hand, and then he was thrown to Wei Zida, the elder of Tianfeng Academy, before he could react in time.

"Sure enough, the tiger father has no dogs!"

"so amazing!"

"I heard that Mr. Ye Wentian is only now!"

"It's so high, you evildoer!"

"The father is evil, and the son is also evil!"

"Birth is like this!"

"Master Ye is doing well!"

"Young master Ye, there is no need to compare, you are well-deserved number one!"

"Miss Ling is unparalleled in beauty, and Mr. Ye is unparalleled in strength..."

"Lang talent and female appearance!"

"Master Ye~~"

"Young Master Ye, I was lucky enough to see Senior Ye's handsome and heroic appearance back then. Why don't you take off your bamboo hat and let us see your demeanor?" An old man in the crowd said loudly.

"That's right, Mr. Ye, let us see your heroic appearance."

Ling Qianfan was holding a cup of tea, smiling all over his face. Ye Wentian's strength had already been deeply rooted in people's hearts, and even more deeply into his heart.

He believed that with Ye Wentian's mysterious footwork, it would be difficult for even Ah Da to catch Ye Wentian, which meant that with Ye Wentian around, the Ling family would be guaranteed.

Ling Qianfan seemed to announce the end of the competition and Ye Wentian won the championship, but that didn't comply with the rules, and it was inevitable that people would leave tongues.

"Elder Wei, I have let you down." Pang Tong sighed helplessly.

"It's not your fault, even I can't see through the strength of Ye Wentian, let alone you." Wei Zida narrowed his eyes slightly.

"This..." Hearing Elder Wei's words, Pang Tong was completely shocked. He knew very well that Elder Wei's cultivation was the peak existence in the late stage of refining qi and transforming into gods. Even such a powerful person could not guess Ye Wentian's cultivation. Because, it means that Ye Wentian is at least an existence at the peak of Qi Refining and Transforming God or above.

"Sure enough, the tiger father has no dogs!" Pang Tong took a deep breath.

……

Ye Xingyun frowned, secretly hating, glanced at the still indifferent Wuxin, snorted, and then jumped onto the ring.

"Master Ye." Ye Xingyun cupped his fists at Ye Wentian in a tone of displeasure.

Ye Wentian looked at Ye Xingyun and nodded.

"The Ye Family in Yuzhou City is a branch of the Ye Family in our capital city. I never thought that the small branch of the Ye Family would have two monstrous geniuses in just a few decades. It is really an honor for my Ye Family." Ye Xingyun said rather Said a little self-deprecatingly.

"What do you want to say." Ye Wentian responded lightly.

"You are very powerful, but I still want to learn." Ye Xingyun jumped up.

"Sigh~~"

A dazzling white light shot up into the sky, followed by countless tyrannical sword qi piercing towards Ye Wentian.

Ye Wentian shook his head slightly, the difference in cultivation alone was too obvious, in Ye Wentian's eyes, Ye Xingyun was just playing a child's trick.

Through the sword glow, Ye Wentian bullied himself up, and the tyrannical sword energy fell on Ye Wentian and disappeared instantly. Then, under the eyes of everyone, two fingers suddenly appeared, pinching Ye Xingyun easily. Swinging long sword.

Ye Xingyun's pupils were wide open, and he pulled back vigorously, but the sword seemed to be pinched by the Tathagata Buddha, and it was useless to shake the big tree.

"You lost!" After the words fell, Ye Wentian let go and retreated, facing Ye Xingyun head-on.

"I... lost!" Ye Xingyun didn't want to accept this fact, but the fact is so cruel.

He originally wanted to kill Ye Wentian with black hands, but now that Ye Wentian is so far away from him, there is no chance of killing Ye Wentian.

Ye Xingyun has been hailed as a genius since he was a child, the number one genius in his family, and then the number one genius in Tianfeng Academy. He was praised like a star by everyone, but he didn't expect to lose like this today, and he lost so thoroughly. .

At this time, there were only two people left on the field, and they were very clear.

Ye Wentian, and Wuxin, this is a different kind of young man just like Ye Wentian.

(End of this chapter)