Ye Shaolin looked at the familiar handsome face in front of him, and a thin figure appeared in his mind involuntarily. He sneered: "Who am I? It turns out to be you, a waste. Why, you didn't suffer enough from me last time."
Fists? I think you are itchy again, right? Then you don’t have to come to me in person!"
Ye Shaohan smiled indifferently, and his body shot out in vain, appearing behind Ye Shaolin like a ghost. Then he stabbed out with his sword, and the tip of the sword touched Ye Shaolin's back coldly.
"Ye Shaolin, do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Ye Shaohan's plain voice sounded slowly, and cold sweat continued to drip down Ye Shaolin's cheeks. He did not dare to make any move, for fear that Ye Shaohan would go crazy and die with him. He was cold
Looking at Ye Shaohan coldly, he threatened: "Ye Shaohan, you are playing with fire!"
If he wasn't worried about the elder behind Ye Shaolin, Ye Shaohan wouldn't mind killing him. Ye Shaohan shrugged his shoulders indifferently and asked Ye Shaolin: "So what?"
When Ye Shaohan answered, Ye Shaolin's figure flashed, and he immediately flashed to the girl's side. He looked at Ye Shaohan coldly and smiled disdainfully: "Ye Shaohan, if my grandfather hadn't told me in advance, I would have
Don't cause trouble for you recently, otherwise I will definitely let you lose your arms and legs soon, young master!"
Despite what he said, Ye Shaolin still felt a little wary of Ye Shaohan's elusive speed. After Ye Shaolin said that, he waved to the other two teenagers, jumped on his feet, and his figure gradually disappeared among the treetops.
Ye Shaohan was slightly stunned when he heard this. He didn't understand why the elder of the Ye family gave such an order. Then he shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
The girl next to the tree looked at Ye Shaohan's pretty face, her face couldn't help but blush, and she said weakly: "Thank you!"
Ye Shaohan just responded casually, turned around and left, then paused again, turned to look at the dozen or so descendants of the Ye family lying on the ground, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "
You are really so willing to be humiliated by your direct descendants, haven't you thought about resisting! A bunch of cowards!"
Many young people who were originally grateful to Ye Shaohan suddenly jumped up from the ground and looked at the number one loser in the family with angry faces. Their eyes were full of anger and contempt. It was just a matter of the direct disciples bullying them. This family
What qualifications do the top losers in the world have to say that to them?
Ye Shaohan just smiled slightly when he saw this. The teenagers in front of him seemed to have some humble self-esteem. He shrugged slightly and said: "Perhaps in your eyes, I am a waste who has not awakened the stroke attribute of blood, but in my eyes, how can you
Not even worse than trash, they are simply a bunch of cowards!"
Hearing this, a dozen teenagers suddenly started breathing heavily. They looked at Ye Shaohan with angry faces, and their faces all turned red.
Humiliation! Extreme humiliation!
Ye Shaohan's words undoubtedly trampled their humble self-esteem to nothing. How could they swallow the fact that they were called cowards by useless people who had no power to awaken the wind attribute?
The young man who had previously pulled Ye Shaolin suddenly took a step forward. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Ye Shaohan with fire in his eyes, and said angrily: "Even if you helped us out just now, you shouldn't bully us like this.
Although we are descendants of the collateral lineage, we are not someone you can insult!"
"I insulted you? Don't you think your thoughts are naive and childish?" Ye Shaohan shrugged indifferently. He rubbed his forehead and shook his head, then chuckled: "I can make Ye Shaolin retreat, but what about you,
You will only use your pleading eyes to long for his sympathy. At least I, who is the number one loser in your eyes, dare to resist, but you don’t have the courage. Do you think you are cowards?"
All the young people who heard what Ye Shaohan said were red-faced. He didn't give everyone any time to think, and his cold voice sounded again: "I ask you, are all the descendants like you, why are so many elders like you?
Those of you who have collateral lines, have they ever been bullied by your direct descendants like you? Have they ever been cowards like you and dared not resist after being bullied?"
There was another moment of silence. Although the number of elders in the Ye family was small, there were still a few collateral disciples who became elders. Not only that, those collateral disciples with unusual talents were all specially trained by the family, and thus had the same status as the elders.
Direct disciples receive the same high treatment.
"Those direct disciples are all geniuses, so they can naturally be put into great use by the family! But we are just ordinary side disciples!" the young man retorted, not to be outdone. His face was red, his body was trembling, and he looked extremely excited.
"We are not geniuses, how can we compare with them!"
"We have tried hard, but what is the result?"
Some whispers sounded from around.
Ye Shaohan heard this as if he had not heard anything, and looked at the young men indifferently. He slowly raised his right hand, and then dropped it like lightning. The iron sword came out of his hand and hit the ground. A line several feet deep appeared on the originally flat ground.
There were sword marks, and the terrifying sword energy filled the air.
This move undoubtedly suppressed the whispers around him. He smiled faintly, brushed the long hair covering his right eye, and said lightly: "Do you think I am a genius?"
Reaching the level of a ninth-level spiritual warrior under the age of twelve is considered a genius. However, the unawakened wind attribute in his blood undoubtedly gave Ye Shaohan the name of a waste. Everyone was silent and never thought of him in their eyes.
Ye Shaohan is a genius. Although he is now a ninth-level spiritual warrior, he will always be a waste without awakening the stroke attribute of his blood.
"Then do you think you are geniuses?" Ye Shaohan asked again without paying any attention to the contempt in the eyes of many young people.
Genius was so out of reach for these ordinary descendants. Almost at the same time, all the teenagers shook their heads sadly.
The breeze blew up the dust on the ground. Ye Shaohan gave it a gentle blow and the wind scattered the dust. His eyes fell on everyone's faces. After a long time, he said softly: "From the beginning to the end, I thought that I was a genius, no one can compare with me."
Genius!"
The venue was silent, and everyone was silent. Looking at the confidence on Ye Shaohan's face, everyone was in a daze. They didn't expect that the person they once called the number one loser would dare to say such wild words.
Ye Shaohan paused and narrowed his eyes. He slowly turned around and looked out of the forest. There were many splendid attics outside, and observation towers scattered all around.
"Genius is not a definition given to you by others, but given by yourself. As long as you believe, you are."
The plain voice floated slowly throughout the forest. At this moment, Ye Shaohan's voice seemed to be carrying strange magic power. His words were hovering above everyone's heads. Everyone slowly raised their heads, their eyes filled with brilliance. The original anger in their eyes
There was less of a sense of intention and more of admiration for Ye Shaohan.
A mysterious smile appeared at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth, and then the smile was covered up again. He shrugged slightly and said lightly: "Masters are made of loneliness and loneliness. Even if those direct descendants are more talented than you,
Even if those so-called direct disciples have the help of elixirs, so what? At least in my eyes, you can recognize yourself, which is much better than them, because you understand better than them the loneliness of wielding a sword in the snow, in the presence of no one.
The loneliness of cultivating under the guidance! So what if you are a ninth-level spiritual master, so what if you become a spiritual master after awakening your attributes. If you don’t succeed in ten years, we will spend several decades pursuing it. There is no pill to assist us, but we have loneliness to accompany us.
Powerful martial arts, but we can explore in loneliness. Maybe my ideas are very arrogant in the eyes of others, but it doesn't matter if I am young and frivolous in life. Princes, generals, and prime ministers would rather have the guts!"
Scenes of being bullied by direct descendants on weekdays crazily flooded into everyone's mind. The prince and general Xiang Ning had a clue, why did the collateral descendants have to be bullied by the direct descendants, why didn't they resist, why didn't they be frivolous.
People are not frivolous in vain, and there are several opportunities to be frivolous in life. At this moment, everyone can clearly feel the boiling blood in their bodies, and can feel the trembling in their hearts. Everyone is breathing heavily, and their faces are red.
"Princes and generals! I'd rather have the seed!" The sound was like an overwhelming wave. Everyone worked hard and shouted hysterically until their throats felt like they were about to burst. All the blood in their bodies rushed to their foreheads. The young people really
Well, Ye Shaohan looked at the young faces and wiped his lips with a smile. At this moment, he felt like a general who wanted to instigate soldiers to rebel.
"Boy, why are you trying to win people's hearts? These little bastards are too weak to be of any use to you!" Huo Qilin also had to admire Ye Shaohan's ability to incite the masses.
Ye Shaohan shrugged slightly and ignored Huo Qilin. He paused and then shouted: "How do you know that today of those collateral elders is not your tomorrow!"
Hearing what Ye Shaohan said, hot sparks shot out from the eyes of all the young people. Some of them trembled all over and were so excited that they couldn't be more excited!
The position of elder was something they never dared to think about in the past. Can they really take it one day?
"Do you want to avoid being bullied by your direct disciples?" Ye Shaohan's voice suddenly became calmer and he asked as he looked at the crowd.
"Think!" A series of slightly childish voices sounded, and the sound waves turned into waves of roars, which shook the sky. It was as if at this moment, the world trembled several times, and the floating clouds in the sky were shaken by the sound waves.
Also spread out slowly!
"Do you want to be a master and attract the attention of thousands of people?" Seeing how cooperative everyone was, Ye Shaohan continued to incite, his sharp eyes sweeping over the many young people.
"Think!" The crowd's voices suddenly turned into a tidal wave, floating throughout the forest. This shout made the earth that has existed for eternity tremble, and many slaves in the Ye Mansion were surprised.