Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 42

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Thinking of the future hope of the Lian family being ruined by Ye Chenfeng, Lian Wansong felt a murderous desire, and a strong evil spirit emanated from his body, oppressing Ye Chenfeng.

"Patriarch Lian, it seems that this is not your Lian family, but Baidi Academy. Also, just now your son threatened me with three tricks. In order to win, I will naturally do my best. Who would have thought that he would be so unlucky that even I It’s really disappointing that I can’t resist three moves.”

Ye Chenfeng stood on the spot like a steel gun, resisting the impact of the evil spirit released by Lian Wansong, and said neither arrogant nor humble.

"you… "

It was indeed Lian Yulong who offered Ye Chenfeng three moves just now, but who would have thought that Ye Chenfeng would pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, with such terrifying strength, that Lian Yulong would be severely injured with just three moves.

Seeing his son's miserable situation, Lian Wansong couldn't swallow this breath anymore, if he just let it go today, he would lose face and become the laughing stock of Baidi City.

More importantly, Ye Chenfeng's strength and talent made him feel threatened. In order to eliminate this potential threat, Lian Wansong developed a strong killing intent towards Ye Chenfeng.

A pitch-black scorpion emerged from his body, locking onto Ye Chenfeng on the arena.

"Lian Wansong, what are you doing? Do you still know who you are?"

Just when Lian Wansong couldn't help but wanted to do something, a thunderous voice rang in his ears. Bai Xishan, the number one person in Baidi City and the mainstay of the Bai family, stood up and asked with a serious face.

"Old Bai, do you want to protect this kid?" Lian Wansong asked with an ugly expression.

"Chen Feng is the old man's savior. He is being bullied, so the old man will naturally stand up for him." Bai Xishan said domineeringly, without giving Lian Wansong any face.

"Savior, how is it possible!" Lian Wansong's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he heard.

Who is Bai Xishan? He is the number one person in Baidi City, a fifth-level Phantom Beast master. He can't imagine how Ye Chenfeng snatched him back from the hands of the god of death.

"Patriarch Lian, I think Yulong is seriously injured, the most urgent thing is to heal him as soon as possible." Sensing the tense atmosphere, Palace Master Baidi gave a wry smile and had no choice but to stand up to smooth things over.

"Okay, I'll go."

With Bai Xishan's backing, Lian Wansong really didn't dare to do anything again, he gritted his teeth and swallowed, hugged the unconscious Lian Yulong, and left in embarrassment.

Lian Wansong and others left, and Di Wanxian, who was only thinking of watching a good show, was too frightened to stay for long, and left in despair.

"Okay, the game continues."

The Master of Baidi Wu Mansion glanced at the backs of Lian Wansong and others leaving, and stood on the stand and announced loudly.

However, seeing Ye Chenfeng's terrifying fighting power, none of the students who participated in the year-end assessment of the White Emperor's Martial House dared to challenge him on stage.

"It seems that Ye Chenfeng is sure to win the first place in the year-end assessment. With his talent and strength, even in the Tianhuo Martial House, he should be able to break through the world." Bai Xishan showed a faint smile and looked at it with appreciation. Ye Chenfeng, who was in a state of chaos, spoke.

"With Chenfeng's strength, he deserves the first place." Bai Xiya looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was bathing in the sun with his hands behind his back and his back straight, with a hint of obsession in his eyes. .

Not only Bai Xiya's eyes showed obsession, Ye Ziling, Qiao Jingyuan's eyes also showed strangeness, but Qiao Jingyuan's eyes showed more regret, regret that she was alienated because of Ye Chenfeng's fall from the altar He caused the relationship between the two of them to break down.

"Why, no one came up to challenge?" The head of the Baidi Palace stood on the stand, waited for about a stick of incense, and found that no one dared to challenge Ye Chenfeng on the stage, and announced loudly: "In this case, I declare, Ye Chenfeng won the first place in the year-end assessment of the White Emperor Martial House this year."

Chapter 37 Ye Family's Reaction

"Chenfeng, congratulations on getting your wish. You have won the first place in the year-end assessment of the White Emperor's Martial Mansion, and represent my Baidi City to participate in the assessment of the Tianhuo Martial Mansion." The head of the White Emperor's Palace said kindly, and handed over a token with a pattern of flames on it. In Ye Chenfeng's hand.

"Thank you, Palace Master."

Ye Chenfeng took the heavy token with both hands, and thanked softly.

"Chenfeng, you shocked us so much today. I didn't expect that my White Emperor Martial House still had you as a true dragon. With your performance today, you are sure to become a student of Tianhuo Martial House. By then, you will soar into the sky. Don't forget about me, Palace Master." Palace Master Baidi said with a smile on his face.

Although the status of the Lord of the White Emperor's Palace is detached, with Ye Chenfeng's performance today, it is worth letting him down and befriending him.

"I'll never forget it!" Ye Chenfeng nodded.

Ye Chenfeng won the first place in the White Emperor Martial House assessment and did not stay long in the Martial House. Just as he was about to leave, Qiao Jingyuan from the crowd suddenly caught up, gave him a complicated look, and said softly: "Ye Chenfeng Chenfeng, I want to talk to you alone, can you walk with me?"

"I'm sorry Jingyuan, I still have something to do, so I may not be able to accompany you."

Ye Chenfeng guessed what Qiao Jingyuan wanted him to do, but he really didn't want to have too much to do with Qiao Jingyuan, so he politely refused.

"Ye Chenfeng, I know that you were the one who saved me that night. If you agree to be with me, my Qiao family is willing to be your most solid backing and help you enter the Tianhuo Wufu for further training."

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng was about to leave, Qiao Jingyuan bit her lip tightly, stood in front of him, and promised.

"Jingyuan, you really misunderstood the person." Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said, "As for Tianhuo Wufu, I will be admitted based on my real ability."

After finishing speaking, Ye Chenfeng ignored the pale Qiao Jingyuan and left without looking back.

Seeing the back of Ye Chenfeng leaving, Qiao Jingyuan bit her lips tightly, two lines of hot tears flowed down uncontrollably, soaking her face.

She hated herself so much, hated her short-sightedness, if she hadn't chosen to alienate Ye Chenfeng when he was most isolated and helpless, maybe today would have a different ending.

"Chenfeng, congratulations on winning the Skyfire Martial Palace's examination qualification."

When Ye Chenfeng left the White Emperor Martial Mansion under the awe-inspiring eyes, a beautiful figure suddenly jumped in front of him and congratulated him with a smile on his face.

"Xia, thank you and Grandpa Bai for your protection just now. If it weren't for you, I might not have won the qualification for the Tianhuo Martial House examination so smoothly." The dimpled Bai Xiya said softly.

"Chen Feng, you saved this old man's life. If you are in trouble, the old man will naturally not sit idly by."

At this time, Bai Xishan, whose face was full of red and radiant, came out from the White Emperor Martial Mansion, and said in a deep voice.

"Chenfeng, my grandfather and father would like to invite you to dinner at their house, do you have time?" Bai Xiya invited with a melodious voice.