Way of Immortal Sovereign

Feeling the sudden burst of qi and blood fluctuations on Ye Hao, the entire martial arts arena, you can hear the needle drop at this moment, and in the field... only the qi and blood diffused, and the whistling and rushing sound of the air flow was left.

At this moment, the shock in everyone's hearts was infinitely stronger than when Ye Hao took out the heart of the green wood wolf.

Ye family, and even the entire Heiyuan City, who doesn't know that Ye family's short-lived proud son of heaven, whose realm has plummeted, unable to practice, has stayed on the second floor of the quenching body for several years, and was ridiculed by everyone as a waste.

But right now, that young man who has been scorned by everyone, and who is about to forget his glory in the past, has burst out with such a powerful blood.

Could it be that the Ye family Tianjiao back then has returned again?

Thinking of this, the hearts of everyone in the venue were already turbulent, shaking violently.

This... this blood is... the sixth layer of body tempering?! At this time, the young man who questioned Ye Hao's cheating just now couldn't help screaming in horror.

However, under the pressure of this qi and blood pressure, his body at the fourth layer of quenching body trembled uncontrollably, and his face, at this moment, felt a burst of burning pain.

It wasn't just him, those clansmen who had ridiculed and called Ye Hao trash all turned pale at this moment, with bitterness in their mouths.

Thinking about it now, everything they did just now was as idiotic as a clown.

Shaking their heads self-deprecatingly, everyone looked at the young man with no expression on his handsome face, and his clothes were calm and unmoving. Their hearts were more complicated than ever.

Who could have imagined that the young man who fell from the altar back then would rise again and shine in glory?

And at this moment, Ye Hao, seeing the changes in the expressions on everyone's faces, seemed to be crazily venting the stagnant energy accumulated in his heart these years with the explosion of energy and blood.

On the side, the slender girl in Tsing Yi, her beautiful eyes were flushed, weeping with joy.

Beside him, Ye Ze clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

On the high platform, Ye Yunfeng laughed loudly, his tiger eyes were slightly wet.

On the other side, dressed in a gray robe, the lethargic Great Elder slightly raised his eyelids, his eyes flickering with coldness.

Second Elder, do you still have doubts?

Ye Hao's eyes were shining brightly, and his voice was like thunder, reverberating throughout the martial arts arena, shaking people's hearts and minds.

On the stage, the old man with a majestic and cold expression smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sighed: Okay, what a Ye Hao.

The sound of emotion fell, and the second elder waved his sleeve robe, and took the box in Ye Hao's hand into his hand, and then two black streamers flew into the hands of Ye Hao and Ye Ze.

At the same time, the majestic voice of the old man sounded again: Tomorrow, you two will come to the martial arts hall of the clan with this order.

Ye Hao restrained his energy and blood, pulled Ye Ze who was still dumbfounded, and clasped his fists respectfully.

Only Ye Hao and Ye Ze passed the martial arts assessment. The voice of the second elder reverberated throughout the martial arts arena, bringing the shocking crowd back to their senses. Immediately, they looked at the young man who was still calm and unafraid, There was a look of envy and complexity in his eyes.

Martial Hall is the place that every Ye family child wants to enter in their dreams, because only by becoming a disciple of Martial Hall can they get the family's key training, obtain huge training resources, and even the martial arts and supernatural powers that are treasured by the clan are only in Martial Hall. Only disciples are qualified to practice.

The status of Wutang disciples is far from being comparable to that of ordinary clansmen.

Originally, with Ye Hao's talent and strength, he was able to enter the martial arts hall four years ago, but his realm plummeted back then, and everyone thought that he would disappear from everyone.

But who would have thought that today, four years later, the boy would still be one step ahead of them and be promoted to a martial arts disciple.

Thinking of this, while everyone's eyes were complicated, there was also a hint of awe.

Ye Hao, this... I'm not dreaming, am I? At this moment, Ye Ze was staring blankly at the black gold token in his hand, with the word Wutang engraved on it, making him dizzy for a while, dreaming like a dream The words are full of disbelief.

I have obtained all the orders of the Wu Tang, so there are still false ones? Ye Hao chuckled lightly.

Ye Ze scratched his head with a smirk, and after a while, he suddenly restrained his expression and said, The luckiest thing for me in this martial arts assessment is that I can be in the same team as you. Ye Hao, thank you very much.

Although Ye Ze was not good at words, he knew very well in his heart that with Ye Hao's strength, even if he was alone, he would definitely pass the examination. Can't do it.

Thinking of this, Ye Ze said solemnly with an unprecedented expression: Ye Hao, I will engrave your kindness in my heart. If there is any need in the future, even if it is this life, I will never say anything!

What should I do with your life?

Seeing Ye Ze's serious appearance, Ye Hao couldn't help but joked, and said with a smile: Don't worry, we are in the same group for the assessment, and we should advance and retreat together. Besides, if you didn't break through this time, I can't guarantee that I can still stand here .”

For Ye Ze's character, Ye Hao really approves of it from the bottom of his heart. Therefore, he is also willing to give away the two monster wolf hearts he took from Ye Ying. After all, after becoming a martial arts disciple, he can gain more training Resources, this is an opportunity for any Ye family child to jump into the dragon's gate.

Ye Ze nodded silently. As an introvert, he naturally wouldn't say some high-sounding and beautiful words, but he kept all of this firmly in his heart.

Okay, let's go too. Seeing Ye Yunfeng and the three elders get up and leave on the high platform, Ye Hao also greeted and walked outside the martial arts arena.

He came here for Wutang Ling, and now that his goal has been achieved, he naturally doesn't want to stay here.

And as Ye Hao stepped forward, the crowd in the martial arts arena parted like a tide, and they consciously gave way.

As for those young clansmen who were the most taunting just now, they all shrank behind the crowd at the moment, their faces were embarrassing, and they wanted to come forward to chat, but they didn't know where to start, so they could only watch the three walk away with great envy.

Hey, this Ye Ze... is really lucky, the strength of the fourth level of quenching body can enter the martial arts hall.

Everyone recalled that at the beginning of the assessment, when Ye Hao and Ye Ze formed a team, they even taunted, their faces became even hotter, and strong regret filled their hearts.

But at this time, on an attic in the distance, Ye Tianlin's eyes flickered with murderous intent. Looking at the direction where Ye Hao's figure disappeared, he whispered: Hell has no door, you cast yourself. Since you are coming to the martial arts hall, you can't blame me.

Although Ye Hao cannot be killed for the time being, as the number one member of the Ye Family Martial Hall, Ye Tianlin is confident that there are too many ways to make Ye Hao's life worse than death.

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As for Ye Hao, after saying goodbye to Ye Ze, he returned to the residence with Qingwu, sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed, he looked at the imposing Wu Tangling made of black gold in his hand, a smile appeared on his face .

In this assessment, his biggest goal is to kill the two of Ye Peng, and the second is to get this Martial Hall Token. After all, if he wants to become stronger as soon as possible, the rich training resources of the Martial Hall disciples are indispensable.

Master, you've played enough of your prestige today, should you take your medicine? Qingwu entered the room with a pretty face, and stuffed a bowl of dark soup medicine into Ye Hao's hand.

Ye Hao smiled wryly, and said, Sister Qingwu, why are you still angry...

The girl glared at him fiercely, and said fiercely: Drink quickly!

Ye Hao didn't dare to disobey, and drank the soup as if to please him, and then his delicate face suddenly wrinkled into a ball, and he grinned and said, Why is it so bitter?

Seeing the young man's bitter face, Ye Qingwu chuckled, a hint of cunning appeared in his autumn-like eyes, and he said angrily: Good medicine is naturally bitter, whoever made you come back with an injury, the medicine can't be stopped.

Ye Hao resentfully said: Sister Qingwu, did you add bitter fruit on purpose?

There will be more tomorrow. Qingwu's red lips slightly curled up, and after a noncommittal snort, he picked up the medicine bowl, turned around and left, leaving Ye Hao with a graceful and charming curvy back.

Seeing the girl's beautiful figure disappear from sight, Ye Hao couldn't help but smile wryly. Immediately after he felt the injury in his body, he suddenly let out a light gasp, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.