Ye Qinghuan chuckled and walked away. How could he regard Yin Ziming as his opponent? He was not so depraved.
This kind of genius, who is so amazing in the eyes of everyone, is just an ant that can be easily eliminated in Ye Qinghuan's eyes, and Ye Qinghuan definitely doesn't bother to do it.
He came down just to get back his flying sword.
At this time, Lin Shiyu had finished fighting. She should have taken Ye Qinghuan's elixir. She was originally at the peak of the intermediate martial arts. Now with the help of Ye Qinghuan's elixir, she was directly promoted to a high-level martial artist.
Ye Qinghuan gave Lin Shiyu a pill before, but Lin Shiyu was reluctant to take it and wanted to hand it over to the sect. However, later Ye Qinghuan directly gave Lin Shiyu's uncle ten bottles of pill.
My uncle must have asked Lin Shiyu to take the elixir.
Lin Shiyu was now standing next to Yin Ziming, watching the competition between the other disciples. The two of them seemed to be a good match.
Ye Qinghuan walked straight over, but Yin Ziming's expression changed slightly, a little unnatural. There was no way. Ye Qinghuan's record was so amazing that this talented disciple who was originally proud of Jiangdong lost his confidence in front of Ye Qinghuan.
"Ye Qinghuan, you're finally here. I thought you weren't coming." Looking at Ye Qinghuan, Lin Shiyu was very happy.
She originally hated Ye Qinghuan very much and felt that this person was too domineering and even treated Xiaoying and Shadow as slaves. However, after Ye Qinghuan directly gave ten bottles of pills to their sect, she felt that Ye Qinghuan was not so annoying anymore.
At least, this man is very generous and a great benefactor to their sect.
"Yes, he is already a senior martial arts sect." Ye Qinghuan nodded casually, as if a senior was praising a junior.
"Brother Ye, I have heard about Brother Ye's achievements a long time ago. One man fought the entire Tieshanmen alone. He was so cool and arrogant, and so powerful that he swallowed mountains and rivers. We are really impressed by him."
Yin Ziming is also a free and easy person. After feeling bitter in his heart, he immediately raised his hands and said.
"You're okay." Ye Qinghuan nodded and commented casually.
On an earth where spiritual energy is thin and martial arts is in decline, Yin Ziming can achieve such achievements, and his talent is naturally not bad. If he were placed in the universe, he might even achieve greater achievements.
But in Ye Qinghuan's eyes, it was just passable. He traveled across the universe and met countless geniuses. Yin Ziming could only pay Ye Qinghuan a little attention.
"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Ye." After hearing Ye Qinghuan's praise, Yin Ziming was not angry, but instead thanked him politely.
He knew in his heart that Ye Qinghuan's record represented such terrifying strength. This seemingly delicate and frail man had such shocking strength.
"Hey, you guy, can you stop pretending to be so serious all the time? Brother Yin Ziming is the most powerful genius in Jiangdong, but in your opinion, he is only acceptable. Brother Yin Ziming is the most powerful."
Lin Shiyu was used to criticizing Ye Qinghuan before, but now that she saw Ye Qinghuan turning into an elder in front of Yin Ziming, she couldn't help but say.
Yin Ziming was extremely talented, stunning, and gentle. He was not like a warrior, but like a scholar and swordsman. He was a chivalrous and righteous man. He was the person Lin Shiyu admired the most.
However, before Ye Qinghuan could speak, a cold voice suddenly sounded.
"Is he the best? Have you asked me?"
Several people turned around and saw a short-haired young man walking over with a cold face. He had grown stronger, revealing his strong muscles, like a horned dragon, shining like steel.
Thundercloud!
Like Yin Ziming, he is a genius disciple who stands at the top of Jiangdong.
Behind Lei Yun was a woman in yellow clothes. This woman was Jiangdong's third top genius, Meng Wenxue!
Suddenly, three geniuses gathered together, plus the mysterious and powerful Ye Qinghuan. The position where these people stood immediately attracted everyone's attention.
In the hearts of everyone, these people represent the strongest fighting force of this younger generation. When they come together, it is unimaginable what kind of fierce sparks will erupt.
Among these people, who is the real king?
Only the elders in the Elder Pavilion truly knew that Ye Qinghuan was not on the same level as the disciples below. Their so-called geniuses could not be compared with Ye Qinghuan.
"Little sister Shiyu, congratulations on your promotion to a high-level martial arts sect. You can be promoted to a high-level martial arts sect at such a young age. Your future prospects are limitless. In the future, we Jiangdong's three heroes will probably add one more person."
Meng Wenxue walked slowly towards her, with a faint smile in her delicate brows. Although her appearance was not stunning at first glance, it had a kind of enduring feeling, and the more she looked at it, the more interesting it became.
The Three Heroes of Jiangdong in her mouth were titles given to her, Yin Ziming, and Lei Yun by other warriors. Now that Lin Shiyu has been promoted to a high-level martial arts master, he can be considered to be on the same level as them.
"Where, I am still far behind Sister Meng Wenxue." Lin Shiyu said quickly. She was not modest. She had just been promoted to a high-level martial arts sect and lacked actual combat experience. There was really no way to compare with Meng Wenxue and the others.
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Lin Shiyu quietly looked at Ye Qinghuan and felt a little grateful in her heart. Without this person's elixir, she wouldn't even be qualified to stand with these people.
Although this guy is very annoying, his elixirs are indeed very powerful. He is obviously very talented, but instead of being chivalrous, he is overbearing and does his own way. This is really annoying.
"Yin Ziming, do you really think you are the most powerful disciple in Jiangdong?" Lei Yun stared at Yin Ziming with lightning eyes, "Do you think you can defeat me if you get a sword?"
"I never said that I was the most powerful genius disciple. I just tried my best. This sword is indeed very powerful. It is a peerless sword. With it, my strength has indeed greatly increased." Yin Ziming
He was not angry, but said humbly.
Ye Qinghuan looked at this scene with a smile. Yin Ziming's talent is good, but he lacks a little confidence and arrogance. His own strength is already on par with Lei Yun. Now that he has obtained Ye Qinghuan's flying sword, he is completely crushed.
Overwhelmed by thunderclouds.
On the surface, Yin Ziming's style is very modest and in line with Chinese Confucian culture. In fact, he has lost the arrogance of a genius. In this way, he has also lost his enterprising heart, which is very detrimental to his cultivation.
When Ye Qinghuan traveled across the universe, every genius he saw was not arrogant and confident, sweeping the world. Yin Ziming's behavior would only become his biggest obstacle.
Seeing Ye Qinghuan's smile, Lei Yun suddenly looked at Ye Qinghuan, and said coldly: "You are Ye Qinghuan, your people killed our Tianlei Sect people, very good, except for Yin Ziming, I really want to