Ji Ruoxue almost laughed out loud on the spot when she heard the two sisters reveal the name of Chief Instructor of Nanlong Blade.
Isn't this Ye Chen?
She was a little surprised. She didn't expect Ye Chen to have such an important identity, to become the chief instructor of Nanlong Blade, and to do so many earth-shattering things.
Seeing the admiration and longing on the faces of the two sisters when they mentioned the chief instructor, and thinking of their ruthless criticism of Ye Chen himself before, Ji Ruoxue suddenly had a hint of slyness on her face.
"Is this Ye Lingtian really that powerful?"
She pretended to be casual and asked casually, waiting for the two sisters' answers.
Lin Zeya was the first to speak: "It's no longer a matter of whether he is powerful or not! He is the true god of martial arts, an irreplaceable existence!"
"In Nanlongren, in front of all the team members and assistant instructors at that time, from a distance of more than 100 meters, he smashed a thousand-jin copper tripod with one palm!"
"He once defeated a martial arts master who had been rampant in China for fifty years on the top of Feiyu Mountain in Lucheng, and a swordsman who crossed the sea from Japan!"
"On the Lancang River in Yun Province, he fought against the ancestor of the Tang Sect in Sichuan and Sichuan in the air, causing the river to overturn, and finally beheaded the ancestor of the Tang Sect on the river!"
"On the South China Sea, he challenged eleven transcendent realms by himself, defeated them all, and completely wiped out the God of War..."
In Lin Zeya's mouth, earth-shattering events came out one after another. Even Ji Ruoxue, who knew Ye Chen's true identity, had a stern expression and became more and more horrified.
However, just a few months later, Ye Chen's progress was simply terrifying. He had reached an inhuman level and was immeasurably powerful.
She originally thought that she had worked hard in the past few months to become an international superstar, a king and a queen, and that she could catch up with Ye Chen, but now it seems that she is still too far behind.
"One month ago, he climbed to the top of the world's combat power list and became the well-deserved number one in history on the world's combat power list. Not long ago, he killed hundreds of people in the capital, including the 'Blood Demon'.
Many snare killers, shocking the world!"
"The chief instructor is no longer in the same dimension as us. His power can no longer be described in words!"
Lin Zeya's tone was full of surprise and admiration, her eyes were so vivid that she wished she could witness these shocking events one after another with her own eyes.
Lin Ze's beautiful eyes flashed and she couldn't help but said: "Xiaoxue, you are not a martial artist and you don't understand the martial arts world. You really can't imagine what our chief instructor is like!"
"Only he can make our entire Nanlong Blade worship him, and only he can make General Liang, who is in charge of the military affairs of the four provinces, set up special privileges for him!"
"He is our Chinese God of War. Just because of his existence, the martial arts world in today's world seems to be headed by Hua Xia!"
Ji Ruoxue recovered from the shock, and when she saw the two sisters full of admiration, she felt even more amused.
They did not see Ji Ruoxue's expression. They only heard Lin Zerou sigh: "Well, speaking of it, my sister and I were a step too late!"
"If we could have reported it a week earlier, we would not only have been able to see the heroic appearance of the chief instructor, but also his amazing battle on the Lancang River!"
Ji Ruoxue suppressed the smile in her heart and said with some meaning: "Sister Rou, Sister Ya, why are you sighing so much? Maybe you will have a chance to see him, or maybe you have already seen him!"
When the two women heard this, they both waved their hands.
"Xiaoxue, how can you make it so simple!"
"Chief Instructor, that is a figure like a dragon in the sky. His whereabouts are elusive. If ordinary people want to see him, it is simply difficult to reach the sky!"
"When he left Nanlongblade, he never said whether he would come back. If you want to see him, I'm afraid you can only have the chance if you reach his level!"
The two women were a little depressed. Ji Ruoxue didn't speak any more and poured a glass of juice calmly.
After a long time, Lin Zeya finally came back to her senses. She looked at Ji Ruoxue and said with a sweet smile: "Okay Xiaoxue, let's not talk about our chief instructor. That is an unattainable existence. Let's talk about you, the lover of my dreams!
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"Are you really going to keep yourself safe for him and not associate with other people of the opposite sex?"
Ji Ruoxue nodded without hesitation.
Lin Zeya touched his forehead and said helplessly: "Xiaoxue, do you really not care about others? To be honest, there are countless people in the world who are better than him. Why do you have to fight for someone who doesn't care about you?
How about closing yourself off like this?"
"Sometimes when you give yourself multiple choices, you feel that the world is vast and your obsession limits your vision!"
Ji Ruoxue smiled and said nothing, joking. The undefeated emperor Ye Lingtian is the first in the history of the world's combat power list. Is there anyone in this world who can be better than Ye Chen?
Seeing Ji Ruoxue's reaction, the two sisters knew that their persuasion was fruitless and they had no choice but to give up.
Lin Zerou took off her military boots, revealing her delicate pink feet, and suddenly asked: "By the way, Xiaoxue, we haven't asked you yet, what is the name of your little lover?"
Ji Ruoxue swung her legs and rolled around on the big bed, blinking her eyes and saying, "He has the same name as your chief instructor, Ye Chen!"
"Ye Chen?" When the two sisters heard this, they immediately looked surprised.
"His name is also Ye Chen?"
Seeing Ji Ruoxue nodding, the expressions of the two women became even weirder.
"He actually has the same name as our chief instructor. There are really many coincidences in this world!"
Among the Southern Dragon Blades, Ye Chen has become a legend. Although the newcomers who come to report will know Ye Chen's name and title, they cannot get any photos and age information. This is due to the discipline of the Southern Dragon Blades.
As the lifelong chief instructor of the Southern Dragon Blade, Ye Chen's information is top secret. Even the members of the Southern Dragon Blade cannot reveal it to newcomers. Because of this, the Lin sisters have not gone in that direction.
It's like you accidentally meet an arrogant young man in a hotel. Would you think that he is a big shot that shakes the world?
Ji Ruoxue saw that the two girls didn't react, and she didn't point it out, but there was some expectation in her heart.
If the Lin sisters knew that the chief instructor they loved and admired was Ye Chen, whom they had just demoted to worthless, how wonderful would their expressions be?
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In the eastern region of Yelen, a giant Western European ancient style building is located, as sacred and solemn as a church.
Regardless of the blood on his face, Ray Churchill ran like a cheetah, shuttled through the streets, and jumped over the high building wall.
He went directly to the third floor of the building and came to a large lobby. At the front of the lobby, a middle-aged man wearing a white gauze hat stood with his hands behind his back.
"Father!"
Rey circulated his true energy, completely evaporating the blood on his face, and the wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he stood next to the middle-aged man.
When the middle-aged man saw the wound on Rey's face, his eyes paused, but he did not ask.
He raised his finger and pointed in front of the building. A few kilometers away, there was the tallest church building in Yelen, and the sound was sharp.
"Your great-grandfather is back!"
The middle-aged man is dressed in a luxurious outfit. He overlooks the surrounding streets, as if the whole of Jerusalem is crawling at his feet. He is the current helmsman of the Churchill family, and is the well-deserved top dignitary in Israel - Porter Churchill.
"Your great-grandfather is back!"
Porter raised his finger and pointed at the tallest church in Yelen a few kilometers away. This is the tallest building in the entire city of Yelen. Every day, a bell is rung, and it is worshiped by everyone and is regarded as a temple.