An elder who didn't know that Ye Shaohan was the son of Ye Gaotong said directly to Ye Gaotong: "It seems that Ye Gaofeng is going to win that bet. I didn't expect that such a coward would appear in my Ye family!"
However, Ye Gaochen, the former Zhuqueguo, was sitting comfortably on the seat. He played with the teacup, glanced slightly, and casually responded: "He will come!"
Hearing this, Ye Gaofeng snorted several times, and then he said in a sinister voice: "Elder Ye Gaochen means that Ye Shaohan's bloodline has awakened?"
"Maybe!" Ye Gaochen didn't have the slightest fondness for Ye Gaofeng. He responded lightly and immediately focused on the teacup in his hand.
After the quiet atmosphere lasted for two minutes around the martial arts platform, some whispers finally started.
"This kid has completely disgraced the dignity of the son of the Ye family. He is such a coward!"
"It seems that the boy's bloodline has not yet awakened. He has decided to go to the punishment hall. He even made a bet with Elder Ye Gaofeng shamelessly before!"
The surrounding whispers suddenly sounded, and immediately the whole place became excited, and some extremely unpleasant words flowed out of the mouths of some Ye family disciples.
"Sister Shaolan, do you think he will come?" Ye Shaofang, who was wearing a light blue dress, asked the iceberg-like Ye Shaolan. The two of them were listening to the extremely unpleasant insults in the crowd.
"Maybe!" Ye Shaolan originally wanted to say that she wouldn't come, but the confidence in Ye Shaohan's dark eyes that day made her doubtful again.
Ye Shaolan's mood was extremely complicated at this moment. Deep in her heart, she still had a glimmer of hope for Ye Shaohan.
Ye Gaotong remained silent. He tapped the seat with his fingers, and immediately looked towards the old man on the martial arts platform. The old man nodded in understanding, paused, and shouted: "According to the past rules, if Ye Shaohan did not show up, that is
Give up the test, starting from this year, Ye Shaohan will come down to the town and deprive the elite disciples of their benefits!"
The old man's voice drowned out the whispers in the audience, and soon there was a sound of disappointment around the martial arts platform.
Today, their main purpose of coming here is not just for testing, but they are looking forward to seeing the first loser make a fool of himself.
The old man's words undoubtedly announced the result of Ye Shaohan's test.
Ye Shaoping slowly put away his feather fan, with a calm expression, slowly took a step forward, and shouted: "The time has not come yet, the elder's words are too rash. The clan rules stipulate that not every disciple has several moments of preparation time, the elder
Why don’t you wait!”
"After three minutes, if Ye Shaohan has not appeared, it will be deemed as a waiver!" The old man looked at Ye Shaoping with a meaningful look, and then said loudly.
One minute later, there was no trace of Ye Shaohan around the martial arts platform, not to mention the human figure, not even the ghost figure. Two minutes later, the whole place fell into a deathly silence, everyone was waiting to see, and the eyes of the whole place could not help but look towards the majestic
Looking from the gate.
Three minutes later, a few people slowly shook their heads, and whispers emerged again.
Ye Shaoping's expression was still normal and had never changed. He always believed that Ye Shaohan would come. He believed in Ye Shaohan without any doubt because that person was Ye Shaohan.
As if in response to Ye Shaoping's thoughts, rustling footsteps suddenly sounded at the grand gate, followed by several sounds of breaking through the air. As the sound of breaking through the air sounded, a black shadow suddenly shot down from the sky,
It hit the stairs leading to the martial arts platform with a crash, and the hard floor was directly shaken into powder and flew into the air.
"Who?" Ye Shaomin shouted coldly as he saw the dark shadow shooting onto the stage. Ye Shaomin's figure shot out from the stage, his left palm suddenly shot forward.
The fist wind blew up, and the dust gradually dispersed. A sharp sword with a sharp edge was inserted on the stairs, and the shocking sword energy and the smell of blood continued to rise on it!
An imperial weapon! Ye Gaotong's sword eyebrows shot out a trace of light in vain, and then he looked towards the magnificent gate in astonishment.
Ye Shaoping waved his feather fan, blowing away the falling dust, with a slight smile on his lips. Then he and Ye Shaoxin looked at each other, and then smiled faintly.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, there was a slight sound of footsteps. Around the silent martial arts platform, the footsteps were like stepping on people's hearts, always tugging at everyone's heartstrings. Ye Shaolan and Ye Shaofang's beautiful eyes were flowing,
Staring closely at the faintly emerging figure.
"Sorry, I'm late!" A man in black robe, under the eyes of different emotions, ran towards the martial arts platform.
Ye Shaohan raised his head slightly, but his faint voice was like thunder, rumbling in the ears of everyone around the square for a long time.
Ye Shaohan made a slight move with his arm, and the long sword on the stairs rose up from the ground. He skillfully inserted the long sword behind him. At this time, the green cloth wrapped around the long sword behind his back was blown up by the wind, revealing the white snow-like cloth.
A sword-like hilt, and traces of blood.
For an instant, Ye Gaotong's eyes showed a hint of disbelief. The moment Ye Shaohan waved, he felt a very familiar wave of spiritual energy.
Ignoring the weird looks around him, Ye Shaohan stepped slowly and calmly towards the martial arts platform. Every time he took a step, his aura weakened a few points. The moment he stepped onto the martial arts platform, there was no more fluctuation in his body.
It's like an unsheathed sword, without showing any edge.
Under the complicated gazes of the audience, Ye Shaohan slowly came to the test stone tablet.
The ridicule in the past was so similar to the present, the silent martial arts platform, the eyes with different emotions, and this stone tablet gave him the reputation of a waste three years ago.
However, three years later, Ye Shaohan stood in front of this stone monument again. He was no longer the unlucky guy he was before. He would crush the good-for-nothing's reputation at this stone monument.
Ye Shaohan looked at the stone tablet, and then looked at Ye Gaofeng mockingly.
That glance made Ye Gaofeng feel frightened. The confidence in those dark eyes shook Ye Gaofeng's confidence, and the sarcastic words he was about to say stopped abruptly.
Ye Gaofeng looked at the slightly thin figure with nervous eyes. At this moment, he actually felt his heartbeat speeding up.
The joking eyes around him rushed towards Ye Shaohan like a tide. He smiled indifferently, his chest rose and fell slightly, and under the gaze of everyone, he slowly moved forward.
Ye Shaolan's beautiful eyes flashed, and she was in a trance. Her lips trembled slightly and she murmured: "It seems that Elder Ye Gaofeng is going to lose!"
All eyes, at this moment, are all fixed on the stone monument without blinking. It is at this moment that the trash of the past will still be destroyed.
In just a few seconds, but as long as ten thousand years, Ye Shaohan touched the stone tablet with his palm, and light cyan aura emerged from the palm of his hand.
After the dark stone tablet became slightly calm, it vibrated in vain, and then strong light shot out.
The stele is like the blazing summer sun, with thousands of rays of light shooting out. The dazzling silver light is like a meteor streaking across the sky, falling on the unbelievable faces around it. The horror and shock in the eyes are set off by the silver light.
Underneath, it appears more distinct.
At this moment, everyone's hearts stopped beating as the silver light shot out, and the whole place fell into deathly silence.
The whole place was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.
The expressions on the faces of the people in the audience were extremely exciting. Immediately, there were gasps, sweeping the entire audience. Ye Gaotong suddenly jumped up from his seat. At this moment, he could no longer maintain the dignity of the head of the family.
With a certain demeanor and a slightly trembling voice: "Awakening of the Qinglong bloodline!"
The tea cup that Ye Gaochen was playing with instantly turned into pieces and scattered all over the floor. Compared with the shocked expressions of other elders, there was a hint of joy between his eyebrows.
The old man next to the test stone tablet exhaled softly, without concealing the shock and joy in his eyes. He paused and said loudly: "The ninth-level spiritual warrior is at the peak, and his bloodline has awakened!"
Although the old man tried to maintain a calm voice, he still had some excitement that could not be concealed. This old man was Ye Gaoye, who took great care of Ye Shaohan.
On the martial stage, many young men in white robes fell into a daze, staring blankly at the young man in black robes making a sound.
Ye Shaohao's indifferent expression melted away like snow, and a little spiritual energy slowly emerged from the palm of his hand. There was a hint of solemnity in his eyes when he looked at Ye Shaohan.
Although Ye Shaohan was once the number one loser of the Ye family, even ordinary disciples can guess what the Qinglong bloodline means to the Ye family.
Ye Shaofang stared at Ye Shaohan standing under the stone monument with mixed emotions in her eyes. She couldn't help but sigh and thought to herself, if his talent three years ago could be so strong, then the relationship between the two of us would not be the same.
Perhaps she was too snobbish to fall into the current situation. At this moment, her heart was full of bitterness.
Ye Shaolan felt Ye Shaofang's low mood, then sighed, and slowly reached out her sleeves with her jade hand, gently tapping Ye Shaofang's shoulder.
Sometimes, the cracks in the mirror cannot be repaired, because it will eventually break. Even if Ye Shaofang regrets it now, so what if he had known this, why bother in the first place.
Ye Shaofang's beautiful eyes flickered, a hint of blessing and a hint of complexity fell on the slightly thin back.
Ye Shaodong, who was standing among the disciples, showed jealous eyes and glared at Ye Shaohan viciously.
"Damn it!" Ye Shaomin, who was standing next to Ye Shaohao, licked his lips and whispered in a low voice, his tone full of disbelief that the kid's bloodline had actually awakened.
Ye Gaofeng's face was as downcast as death, the expression on his old face was changing, and his old body was trembling slightly. The boy's bloodline had actually awakened.
Sensing the changes in Ye Gaofeng, several elders beside him smiled jokingly and looked at Ye Gaofeng with pity.
Those pitiful eyes pierced Ye Gaofeng's heart like sharp knives, and a little wind-attribute aura filled his fingertips, making a crackling sound.
Ye Shaohan raised his eyes slightly, and all the complicated looks around him fell into his eyes. In response, he just smiled faintly.