Ye Yanran's tone was stiff and she did not give Princess Anguo any face.

He was like simply stating a decision, without any intention of asking for advice.

Seeing that Princess Anguo was still moving, he hummed softly. Although the voice was light, Princess Anguo was shocked, gritted her teeth and stood up, and brushed her sleeves away.

After all, she was still afraid of Ye Yanran.

Seeing Princess Anguo being defeated, Ye Chongtian felt happy, but he still lowered his head and showed no signs.

Ye Yanran's eyes were still on him, and it was true that put him under great pressure.

Silence.

After Princess Anguo left, only uncle and nephew were left in the lobby of the Marquis' Mansion.

Ye Yanran never spoke.

He just stared at Ye Chongtian with an eagle-like gaze, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Ye Chongtian looked at his eyes and his nose and his heart, just like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture standing on the spot. Ye Yanran didn't speak, and he didn't speak.

"Your martial arts has made considerable progress..."

After a long time, Ye Yanran finally nodded and said, the pressure like a mountain disappeared immediately.

Ye Chongtian breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you uncle for the praise."

He knew that Ye Yanran had come back from a thousand miles away, so he would not have just praised him. There must be a subsequent text after this sentence, so he was still calm and calm.

Ye Yanran looked at him with a look of surprise and coughed lightly, "You created your own martial arts, which is also the ancestor of my Ye family. I don't care about you. But--"

He paused, as if he was considering how to speak.

Ye Yanran has always been taciturn. Although he only said a few words to Ye Chongtian this time, it was time for him to say too much.

"———Making your own martial arts, the road is difficult, and you have been practicing martial arts for too short. Don't participate in this imperial competition!"

A light sentence made Ye Chongtian's pupils suddenly shrink!

He had guessed countless possibilities, even if Ye Yanran rushed back to support Princess Anguo and prevented him from practicing martial arts, he had thought of it - but it was completely beyond his expectations for not allowing him to participate in the imperial court!

This completely overturned Ye Chongtian’s expectations!

If you cannot participate in the imperial court, you will not be able to receive royal rewards, and you will not have the identity to leave the Marquis' Mansion. No matter what, you will be controlled by Ye Yanran and Princess Anguo!

After losing his father and mother, he practiced hard for so many years and decided on this goal. How could he allow others to change?

Ye Chongtian's waist and back became stiff, his face was stagnant, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

"Why, don't you want to?"

Ye Yanran frowned slightly, and his tone was even colder.

"A martial arts practitioner wants to make a name for himself and glorify his ancestors. As the eldest son of the Ye family, I should participate in this imperial competition." Ye Chongtian calmed down. No matter what Ye Yanran's attitude was, he should argue with reason.

"I can't go if I can't go!"

Ye Yanran scolded, "My words in the Marquis' Mansion are the decision, and you cannot doubt it!"

His aura suddenly dissipated. Ye Chongtian heard the sound of thunder, his chest felt depressed, and he couldn't help but take a step back, his ears still buzzed, and his heart was filled with awesomeness.

Ye Yanran is a master of Pojun level. He is now urging his aura, and he is incompetent. Even though Ye Chongtian's heart is as determined as iron, he can't help but feel panic.

This is the momentum of a martial arts master!

It is like a mountain standing in front of you, making people unable to feel the desire to resist!

Ye Chongtian felt that his body was suppressed by ten thousand pounds of force, and his hands and feet could not move!

The momentum of Pojun-level is so powerful!

"Uncle... forgive me..."

However, he still gritted his teeth and a few words burst out from the gaps of his teeth.

"This imperial predecessor competition...I have to participate!"

After only saying fourteen words, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, and his underwear was soaked with sweat!

Even such oppression cannot shake his determination!

This is the hope he has always insisted on!

"Arrogant!"

Ye Yanran shouted loudly, and Ye Chongtian felt like another thunderous sound, his body shook and a muffled groan.

"You think your ability is so great that you have, you don't know how high the world is!"

He slashed his words and chopped him down like a knife and axe. Ye Chongtian felt dizzy in his mind and almost couldn't help but want to do as Ye Yanran told him, and he couldn't feel any resistance again!

Martial arts shock!

At the critical moment, a cold feeling came from the ancient sword in Ye Chongtian's hand. He was silent and sweated coldly behind him.

It was really a shock to martial arts. I didn't expect that this uncle was so cruel and used this move while he was not paying attention!

When the strength of warriors is very different, warriors above the Tibetan sea realm can use their mental power to attack and break through the weak's mental defense. If a person is not tenacious enough, he will be in a panic just by just drinking, and is designed by someone like a marionette.

Even if a person with a strong mind will be buried in the road of martial arts from now on, the road of martial arts will be buried. If he cannot break through, his martial arts will be stuck in a bottleneck!

With Ye Yanran's status and martial arts, he actually shocked him with a warrior!

"you……"

Ye Chongtian was shocked and angry, and his face turned pale!

He was not worried that the warrior's shock would affect his martial arts progress. With the world of swords in there, even such a method would inevitably have a good solution to crack it. But no matter what, he never thought that this uncle, who was connected to blood, would actually attack him personally!

"Um?"

Seeing Ye Chongtian shaking and falling down without responding, Ye Yanran seemed to be stunned.

His eyes flashed with strange light, and he stood up suddenly, shook his sleeves and left.

"I don't care what you think. Anyway, my Zhongyong Marquis' Mansion will never recommend you to participate in the imperial court. If you really want to participate, then find your own way!"

Ye Yanran left a cold sentence.

He came and went suddenly, without any drag, as if he had returned thousands of miles, just for this matter.

Ye Chongtian clenched his fists, desperately suppressing the anger in his heart. The Yuqian competition was originally a battle of noble children. If the Zhongyong Marquis' Mansion did not give him this qualification, he would not have the opportunity to participate!

Although this behavior is almost scoundrel and despised by others, if Ye Yanran makes up his mind, he will be helpless!

Ye Chongtian's hands and feet were cold, his teeth were clenched, and only a smell of blood was smelled in his nose!

What a loyal and brave marquis!

What a "benevolent" uncle!

Princess Anguo, who was guarding the door, saw Ye Yanran coming out and greeted him with a smile. Although she withdrew, she was also listening to the conversation between the uncle and nephew outside, and was overjoyed, "Marty, it's true that you are skillful in your skills. This trick is to cut off the kid's retreat..."

If you can't participate in the imperial court competition, even if Ye Chongtian practices martial arts, how could he run out of the Marquis's Mansion? He really wanted to go wrong!

"snort!"

Ye Yanran snorted, and glanced coldly at her, without any joy.

"Woman's opinion!"

Four words choked back all the words behind Princess Anguo. Despite her red cheeks, Ye Yanran had already brushed away!

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