Wang Lingtian raised his head fiercely, his heart filled with regret.
If he had known now, he would never have chosen to be Ye Xinghe’s enemy!
But alas, everything is too late!
"Okay, stop it!"
Zhao Huixuan took the initiative to stop Ye Xinghe.
But there was a hint of smile in his eyes.
Ye Xinghe had just defeated Wang Lingtian, but he was greatly embarrassed!
Ye Xinghe nodded, sheathed his sword and returned to where he was.
He knew in his heart that he would not be able to kill Wang Lingtian in this disciple's duel.
If he had really shown murderous intent just now, someone would have stopped him.
And what he wants is not Wang Lingtian's death.
His purpose has been achieved.
He wants to use Wang Lingtian to establish his power, and then trample his dignity under his feet!
Let everyone know that I am stronger, more talented, and more worthy of training than Wang Lingtian!
He wants to take everything from Wang Lingtian!
It is enough to do this step.
The expressions of these official disciples of the Divine Sword Sect all changed drastically.
They never expected that among the new disciples who came this year, there would be such a tough guy as Ye Xinghe.
Before, these new disciples were bullied by them and dared not speak out.
And this Ye Xinghe not only dared to take action.
And when he took action, he picked Wang Lingtian, the strongest among them!
Suddenly, these people looked at Ye Xinghe with a hint of awe.
Especially the tall and thin disciple who had made things difficult for Ye Xinghe just now felt regretful.
"Why did I provoke him? Aren't I making myself uncomfortable?"
"What if he challenges me?"
He doesn't have the strength of Wang Lingtian.
After seeing Ye Xinghe's tyranny.
He knew very well that if Ye Xinghe challenged him, he would either die or be seriously injured!
Maybe it will affect your future cultivation!
At this time, Ye Xinghe stared at him and sneered: "Senior brother, please give me a new one now."
"Ah, good, good!"
The tall and thin disciple hurriedly agreed.
I got him a new Wuji belt bag.
The Xuanhuang coins inside are quite a lot, and the clothes are brand new.
The five hundred Little Heaven and Earth Pills are all round and plump, with sufficient medicinal power.
Ye Xinghe nodded and took it, stretched out his hand and patted his face slightly.
He said with a smile: "This senior brother, your eyes will be brighter from now on. There are some people you can't afford to offend!"
"Yes, yes, this is what junior brother taught me!"
This tall and thin disciple was slapped in the face in front of everyone. He was so humiliated, but he did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.
He was still smiling and wanted to say thank you.
Ye Xinghe laughed and turned around to go out.
Soon, everyone had received the supplies and walked up the stairs.
After experiencing this, everyone looked at Ye Xinghe with even more awe.
I already regard him as a big brother-like figure.
Everyone came all the way to the sect's main hall.
This is a vast square, carved out of pure white stone, and is the highest point within a radius of thousands of miles.
Standing here, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, you can see the majestic mountains and rivers in front of your eyes, and you will feel a sense of heroism.
What surprised everyone was that when they arrived, they found that there were already more than a hundred people gathered here.
These more than a hundred people were all wearing the robes of disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, and their aura was quite extraordinary.
At this time, after seeing them, he immediately cast his gaze over.
That look was filled with disdain and contempt.
Suddenly, a sneer came from the group of people.
"These are the disciples chosen by the Divine Sword Sect from among the sword slaves."
"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a sword slave, but his strength is low and not worth mentioning!"
"Haha, Senior Brother Zhang, do you still expect there to be any outstanding characters among these sword slaves?"
"Even Senior Brother Zhang, if he was really talented enough, wouldn't have become a sword slave!"
That senior brother Zhang was obviously one of them with quite a high status.
He is a fair-skinned young man in his thirties.
He shook his head, with a sense of superiority on his brows.
"Just thinking about being in the same sect with them in the future and being compared to them makes me feel embarrassed!"
After saying that, he glanced at Ye Xinghe and others with disdain in his eyes.
Ye Xinghe frowned.
"Who are they?"
Zhao Huixuan said calmly from the side: "These are new disciples recruited directly by the Divine Sword Sect from outside."
After he explained it, Ye Xinghe understood instantly.
There are two origins for the new disciples of Shenjian Sect every year.
One type is selected from among sword slaves like them.
The other type is talented people directly selected from the major families, dynasties and countries outside.
There is no doubt that the latter is more talented than the former.
And because of their extraordinary origins and the accumulation of resources, their strength is often stronger.
It can be said that it is a level above them!
In the Divine Sword Sect, there has always been this contradiction.
The disciples recruited from outside every year will look down on these disciples who are selected from among the sword slaves.
Zhao Huixuan said lightly: "In fact, not only the new disciples, but also the entire Divine Sword Sect."
After he said this, he said nothing more.
But Ye Xinghe already understood what he meant.
I'm afraid that the Shenjian Sect will be divided because of the issue of origin!
This contradiction is probably quite common in the Divine Sword Sect.
When Ye Xinghe was talking to Zhao Huixuan just now, he naturally looked over there a few more times.
And Senior Brother Zhang, who was surrounded by everyone, immediately frowned and cursed coldly: "What are you looking at, sword slave? Your dog eyes will be destroyed!"
Ye Xinghe suddenly became happy.
I haven't gone to deal with them yet, but these people are coming to provoke me.
He looked at Zhao Huixuan: "Elder Zhao, can I have another spar today?"
Zhao Huixuan laughed: "You kid, I admire you because you are exactly like me back then!"
He sighed softly: "Back then, I was also a sword slave."
Zhao Huixuan looked at Ye Xinghe and said seriously: "You have some idea, don't get hurt!"
Ye Xinghe nodded and slowly walked towards the hundreds of people.
Senior Brother Zhang sneered: "Boy, if you dare to challenge us, are you a sword slave crazy?"
"Come on, I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"
After that, he went straight forward to greet him.
"You alone are not worthy!"
Ye Xinghe sneered and punched out casually.
The momentum reached Mount Sumeru on the first level of the Divine Fist, and he directly knocked out Senior Brother Zhang, and finally fell to the ground and was seriously injured.
Ye Xinghe raised his fingers towards the hundreds of new disciples who were full of superiority.
"You look down on us, don't you? Why don't we compete? Come on, which one of you will win?"
Extremely domineering and arrogant!
But these arrogant disciples were a little distracted for a while.
No one came out!
Among them, Senior Brother Zhang was considered average in strength, but he was slapped away by the man in front of him!
Who is this person?
The strength is not weak!
There are still such talents among these sword slaves.