"Who are you?"

Ye Qingchen stared directly at the other person.

"This is our Youquan Sect's senior brother, Zhu Yun!" Feng Wan quickly introduced, "He is the seventh strongest on the Bronze Platform, and he's here to participate in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference!"

Oh?

Ye Qingchen slightly frowned, scrutinizing the other person.

This Zhu Yun from the Youquan Sect, although possessing good looks and handsome features, carried a strong aura of arrogance between his brows. Even when he assessed others, it was with a condescending attitude.

This naturally provoked displeasure.

While Ye Qingchen was observing Zhu Yun, Zhu Yun was also assessing him in return.

'This kid really is only at the Spiritual Sea Seventh Heaven... How could he possibly defeat thirty-two Blood Rain Tower Gold Medal Assassins, let alone the Half-Step Profound Pill Third Floor Master!'

'Such a being couldn't even make it onto the Bronze Rankings in Celestial Peak Country, so how could he possibly have come to participate in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference?'

'This kid, without the capability, is merely pretending to be something he isn't!'

Thinking of this, the mocking expression on Zhu Yun's face grew thicker. He looked at Ye Qingchen with a half-smile and said, "A Spiritual Sea Seventh Heaven, capable of participating in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference? Perhaps it's because Celestial Peak Country has no real experts, right?"

Zhu Yun's remarks almost trampled the entire Celestial Peak Country under his feet. How could Hong Man endure this? He slammed the table and shouted, "What did you say?"

"Yeah, do you think your Youquan Sect is so great? How dare you humiliate people like this?"

Jiang Churan also said with displeasure.

"Heh heh!"

Zhu Yun glanced around, his eyes filled with unabashed contempt.

Especially when looking at Ye Qingchen, his disdain was even more evident.

"This kid is only at the Spiritual Sea Seventh Heaven, and you two are only at the Spiritual Sea Fifth Heaven... Did I say something wrong?" Zhu Yun said with a half-smile at Ye Qingchen, "If you're dissatisfied, why don't we step outside and exchange some moves?"

Ye Qingchen remained seated, calmly saying, "What does my cultivation have to do with you? Is everyone in your Youquan Sect so overbearing, seeking to challenge others as soon as they arrive?"

"Senior brother Zhu Yun!" Feng Wan hurriedly called out.

She originally just wanted to catch up with Ye Qingchen but didn't expect such a thick tension immediately. However, Zhu Yun ignored her completely, leaving her no choice but to turn to Feng Wu: "Sister, please come over and say something!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Wu, after looking Ye Qingchen over, shook her head, saying, "I also don't believe he has the capability to participate in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference, Wan'er, you've been deceived!"

She had overheard their previous conversation.

Her thoughts aligned with Zhu Yun's; she did not believe that Ye Qingchen, only at the Spiritual Sea Seventh Heaven, could participate in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference. Even if the Celestial Peak Country's capabilities were lackluster, they still had quite a few geniuses and wouldn't send someone like this kid to the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference.

Moreover, to her knowledge, among the eight major sects of the Celestial Peak Country, there was no Taotian Palace.

That's why she believed Feng Wan was deceived.

"Sister!"

Feng Wan was stunned.

She thought her sister would speak for her but didn't expect that she too was skeptical.

"Feng Wan, think about it carefully!" Feng Wu calmly responded, "Our Daqian Country's Bronze Platform competition is such a grand event, especially the final seize for the Sword Fighting Token. How could this kid have the qualifications to participate in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference?"

As she spoke, her eyes indignantly fixed on Ye Qingchen.

This kid, with some unknown method, deceived her sister to such an extent, it was despicable!

"This..."

Hearing this, Feng Wan was at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

At this moment.

Other disciples from the Youquan Sect also noticed the situation here, and upon hearing everyone's discussion, they burst into open, disdainful laughter.

"This is a joke, isn't it? A kid at the Spiritual Sea Seventh Heaven can also attend the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference? Is he dreaming or something?"

"With his level of strength, I doubt he can even make it onto the Bronze Rankings of Celestial Peak Country!"

Even Elder Zhou, who led them, could only shake his head repeatedly, internally thinking:

'This kid, reaching the Spiritual Sea Seventh Heaven, his talent isn't bad. Yet he's so vain, one must wonder how his sect's elders taught him... As for the story of assassinating the Blood Rain Tower's Gold Assassins and the Third Floor Master, that's probably also fake.'

Listening to the taunts, Hong Man, Jiang Churan, and even Ye Qing were enraged.

Even Ye Qingchen's face was filled with anger.

However, out of consideration for Feng Wan, he didn't bother to argue, instead indifferently saying, "Since you don't believe me, then forget it! I don't need to explain anything to you!"

"Ye Qingchen..." Feng Wan, hearing this, changed her expression and wanted to intervene.

"Hahaha, being exposed, now you want to leave?" Zhu Yun laughed coldly, "But is it that easy to just go?"

"What do you mean?"

Ye Qingchen's expression instantly turned grim upon hearing Zhu Yun's words.

Only to hear Zhu Yun calmly say, "Someone like you, daring to falsely claim you are participating in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference. If we don't teach you a lesson, who knows where you'll go swindling next!"

"Seize him for me!"

With a flick of his long sleeve, Zhu Yun's expression turned icy, exuding a murderous intent from head to toe!

And those disciples from the Youquan Sect behind him had long been displeased with Ye Qingchen. Feng Wan was considered the little princess of the Youquan Sect, and now, deceived by an outsider until she was utterly bewildered—if they didn't teach Ye Qingchen a lesson and expose him, how could they swallow their pride?

"No!"

Feng Wan hurriedly shouted, but no one listened to her anymore by that point.

Boom!

Almost as soon as Zhu Yun finished speaking,

numerous Youquan Sect disciples erupted, charging straight for Ye Qingchen.

Although there were only a few dozen of them, each was an elite of the Youquan Sect, their cultivation reaching the Spirit Sea Eighth and Ninth Heavens.

In an instant, their terrifying momentum was no less than that of thousands of troops, sweeping with a golden, iron horse-like murderous aura, rolling towards Ye Qingchen as if to drown him on the spot!

A trace of a complacent smile appeared on Zhu Yun's face, as if he had already envisioned the scene of Ye Qingchen, this liar, being beaten into groveling submission.

Feng Wu slowly shook her head, seeming to sigh at Ye Qingchen's audacity, daring to impersonate a strong contender of the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference right in front of them.

Elder Zhou, however, remained indifferent; to him, this was just a minor scuffle between disciples, not worth his personal involvement. From an unknown small sect, this wild boy could take a lesson and so he would be!

However, right at that moment.

Ye Qingchen slightly lifted his head, reached out his right hand, and casually waved.

This palm seemed extremely composed.

But in the eyes of the many disciples from the Youquan Sect, it was as if the world turned upside down.

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