Destined Martial Lord

A beauty's influence was great.

Ye Fan shook his head and pretended not to see it, continuing to study his footwork.

However, after Murong Xin'er swept her gaze over him, she walked over to where Ye Fan was sitting and sat down on the prayer mat next to him.

The ten or so young elites surrounding Murong Xin`er hurriedly sat down on the prayer mats around her. However, there were only four or five prayer mats around her and more than half of them had yet to snatch them away from her.

The remaining people didn't grab the praying mat that was closest to Murong Xin'er. A few of them chose the one that was slightly farther away. The originally empty area was instantly filled with people.

"Who's that? Sit over there, give me this praying mat."

However, a young man wearing a purple embroidered robe came to Ye Fan's side, speaking to him in an arrogant manner.

Ye Fan couldn't help but frown. He coldly glanced at the purple-clothed youth and ignored him. Murong Xin'er even turned her head to the side, pretending that she couldn't see anything.

"Kid!" Didn't you hear me? Did you have to force me to swear? Get the hell out of my way! "

When the purple-clothed youth saw that Ye Fan actually didn't pay any attention to him, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed and shouted at Ye Fan.

The surrounding cultivators who were attending the morning lessons could not help but look over. However, no one cared about them, as they all held the attitude of watching a show.

"Are you talking to me?"

Ye Fan glanced at the purple-clothed youth and coldly said.

"Are you blind or deaf? You're the only one here, if I don't talk to you then I'm talking to the air!"

The purple-clothed youth stared at Ye Fan as he spoke.

"Firstly, I am not called that person, and I am also not called brat. Secondly, if you want me to give up my seat, at the very least, you have to add the word "please"! "

Ye Fan coldly said.

"Haha, first, I, the Little Devil King Cheng Lishan, have never used the word 'please' before. Who do you think you are? Secondly, I don't care what your name is. Calling you out of the way is thinking highly of you! "

Cheng Lishan seemed to have heard a huge joke as he said this to Ye Fan.

"It's him!" I heard that his brother is an inner sect disciple of the Celestial Sect of Wonders, which means that he is not someone to be trifled with. "

A new disciple whispered to the person beside him.

"I heard that Cheng Liyuan has reached the ninth level of the Soul Formation stage, and is not far from the Spirit Integration realm. He is highly regarded by the elders."

Another new disciple said with a deep voice.

"Cheng Lishan's own strength isn't weak either. He's already at the 2nd level of the Soul Formation stage, and he's even ranked 300th this time."

"Wasn't that guy relying on the family recommendation letter to obtain the right to enter the sect yesterday? Maybe the family behind him has quite a lot of power, no wonder he isn't afraid of Cheng Lishan."

"The clan is not allowed to interfere with the fight between disciples of the Celestial Sect of Wonders."

When Cheng Lishan heard the discussion of the surrounding people, a trace of pride appeared on his face. His brother was the biggest reliance he had in the Profound Heaven Sect!

"Brat, if you know what's good for you, hurry up and f * ck off now! A trash who can only enter the sect by relying on a recommendation letter should know the way to deal with trash! "

Cheng Lishan looked at Ye Fan as he disdainfully said.

"I'll give you three seconds, disappear from my sight immediately, or I'll send you out!"

Ye Fan impatiently looked at Cheng Lishan and coldly said. He had already decided to make an example out of everyone. Otherwise, if all sorts of cats and dogs came to find trouble with him, would he still be able to calm his heart and cultivate?

"You're asking for a beating, you piece of trash!"

When Cheng Lishan saw that a trash dared to scold him, he couldn't help but feel humiliated. Suddenly, he swung his fist at Ye Fan's face!

"Get out of here!"

Ye Fan's body slightly leaned backwards, dodging Cheng Lishan's fist. Then he raised his hand to grab the other person's wrist, directly throwing him out.

Cheng Lishan felt as if his wrist was being gripped by a pair of large iron pincers. He cried out in pain and then suddenly felt his body lighten as he heard the whistling of the wind.

By the time he felt his body touch the ground again, he was already outside the door of the lecture hall.

The surrounding new disciples all opened their mouths wide in shock. Ye Fan had actually casually thrown Cheng Lishan out of the hall. The strength of his wrist was truly astonishing.

"How could he be this strong? Didn't he not even get the right to enter the sect?"

"From what I see, he must have innate divine strength. Right, it must be that. Otherwise, how could he have such great strength!"

"Cheng Lishan must have been too careless and failed. Otherwise, how could he be thrown out so easily?"

The surrounding new disciples couldn't help but whisper amongst themselves. In the end, they attributed Ye Fan's strength to someone who had inborn divine strength. They didn't believe that Ye Fan's strength had already far surpassed Cheng Lishan's.

Ye Fan couldn't be bothered to explain, but after Ye Fan revealed this move, a few of the fellows who had been in the mood to move also calmed down. Even if they had innate divine strength, they still wouldn't be someone that anyone could provoke.

"Kid!" Just you wait, I'll make you regret it! "

Cheng Lishan walked in again and said to Ye Fan.

"One more word and I'll turn you into a pig head today!"

Ye Fan glanced at Cheng Lishan, a cold chill appearing in his eyes.

In the end, Cheng Lishan didn't dare to say anything else. He found a praying mat nearby and sat down.

"Sect Master has arrived!"