Evil Master and Disciple

Everyone looked at Ye Feng in amazement.

I thought this kid was looking for the eldest brother because his shop was closed yesterday and he drank today.

It turned out that this guy was angry because the senior brother did not mention his name when commenting on the young masters under the age of 40 in the Yunhai Sect.

For a moment, everyone's brain was in a state of shutdown.

After a while, Yue Yinling swallowed and said, "Why did Senior Brother mention your name?"

Liu Yinshui said, "Yes, those people that Senior Brother mentioned, including Senior Sister Yin Ling, are all elite disciples in the Guiyuan Realm. Each of them has the ability to compete for the top ten. You... who do you think you are?"

Fat Monk said, "Brother Feng, if you don't have a mirror, just pee. If you don't have any... I'll lend you one!"

The thin monk said, "Brother Feng, I now finally understand what mysterious self-confidence and shamelessness mean."

Qi Yao said, "I might be able to advance to two or three rounds with the help of the Green Sea Sword, but you... you're out of the first round. Even if Senior Brother took the roster of Yunhai Sect disciples and read out the names one by one from top to bottom, he wouldn't be able to find your name."

Fang Ning asked, "Ye Daba, you're actually angry about something like this?"

Ye Feng looked at the people who were criticizing him.

He reached out and scratched his head, saying, "Didn't you notice?"

Everyone asked, "What did you find?"

Ye Feng said, "I'm very powerful. I defeated Chen Shuwen last time! Just based on this, shouldn't Senior Brother mention my name?"

Everyone covered their foreheads with their hands, wondering how they had forgotten about this.

After a while, Fang Tongdao said, "Brother Feng, Boss...I need to have a good talk with you about this matter, lest you fall deeper and deeper into the misunderstanding and really think that you are the best in the world.

The reason you were able to defeat Chen Shuwen last time wasn't because of your powerful cultivation, but because Chen Shuwen had fought three consecutive battles with the three of us and had exhausted most of his energy, allowing you to take advantage. Do you understand?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "I don't understand. I only know that I defeated Chen Shuwen effortlessly. My cultivation is number one in the world!"

Everyone looked at Ye Feng's self-deception and shook their heads with a wry smile.

Yue Yinling said, "Okay, okay, you are strong, you are awesome. As long as you defeat Chen Shuwen's senior sister Qin Keke tomorrow, we will recognize you as the best in the world."

Ye Feng said: "That's what you said!"

Yue Yinling nodded, as if coaxing a kid, and said: "Yes, yes, that's what I said. It's getting late, and you have to go to the ring to get beaten tomorrow... It's a battle, let's go."

It was only the second watch when Ye Feng carried San Zhier back to his residence.

Xiaoman and Huang Ling'er were practicing sword in the yard.

The fat master is still chatting, drinking and talking about other things with the elders and seniors who were sent abroad, and he hasn't come back yet.

When the two girls saw Ye Feng coming back, they put away their swords at the same time.

Huang Ling'er came forward like a puppy and embroidered Ye Feng's body.

Then, pinching his nose, he said, "Brother, you have a competition tomorrow, why are you still drinking tonight? Xiaoman, prepare the bath water and give me a good wash!"

Xiao Man responded and said, "And that set of clothes, it's stained with a lot of blood, I guess it's useless, so let's just throw it away."

"I agree! It's best to throw it far away!"

Ye Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Don't give me that. I've only worn this dress once. It's clean. If anyone dares to throw it away, I'll give them a spanking!"

Ye Feng threw Sanzhier into the yard and returned to his room.

A moment later, Xiaoman and Huang Ling'er came in with hot water and quickly filled the bathtub.

Ye Feng took a nice hot bath, then lay on the bed, sorting out the thoughts in his mind.

Of course, the main thing he was thinking about was his opponent tomorrow, Qin Keke.

I also inquired about some of Qin Keke's personal information in the square today.

She is Chen Shuwen's senior sister, but she became a disciple of Uncle Yun Cang only two years earlier than Chen Shuwen. She is actually about the same age as Chen Shuwen. It is rumored that the two had sexual intercourse.

The trivial matters between men and women are quite taboo among the disciples of the righteous path. No one would spread such gossip or create such obscene rumors.

There is no smoke without fire. The fact that Qin Keke and Chen Shuwen are dual cultivation partners is basically a done deal.

This is not uncommon.

It is the most normal thing in this world for senior and junior sisters, or senior and junior brothers and sisters, to become dual cultivation partners.

As the saying goes, those who are close to the water get the moon first. Over time, you can not only have children, but also fall in love.

However, Qin Keke's cultivation level is more like Schrödinger's cat. Perhaps it is the peak of the fifth level of God Control, or perhaps it is the early stage of the sixth level of Return to Origin.

Qin Keke has not fought with anyone in the square arena in recent years, and there are many different opinions about her cultivation level.

If she is at the peak level of the God Control Realm, Ye Feng still has a great chance of defeating her.

If it is the Guiyuan realm, then Ye Feng will be in greater danger.

Although the realms seem to be only one step apart, the difference in combat power is actually huge.

This is a dice rolling game.

Ye Feng was very unsure, so he put his mind into the sea of ​​souls and called out to Master Uncle.

"Boy, what are you doing again?"

"Master, you're still awake so late? That's great!"

"I was already asleep, and you woke me up!"

"Don't worry about these details, Master. I'm going to the ring tomorrow. My opponent, Qin Keke, might be a little more powerful than me, so I might not be able to defeat him.

Actually, I personally don’t pay much attention to this competition. It’s just like a sports meet. Winning or losing is not important. What matters is participation.

But I’ve boasted so much tonight. It would be so embarrassing if I were eliminated tomorrow!

It's not only a disgrace to me, but also to you, Master! After all, I am your only successor!

So, in order to not embarrass you, Master, I decided to give you a chance and teach me some tricks tonight! So that I can make a comeback in the ring tomorrow!"

Ye Fuyou was left speechless by Ye Feng's words.

I thought this guy was joking with me, but his serious expression and tone showed that he was not joking. This was the most terrifying thing!

Ye Fuyou said after a while, "You...you're not crazy, are you? You're going to fight on stage tomorrow. What...special move can I teach you tonight?"

"Yes, I'm extremely smart and I learn things quickly. If you teach me tonight, I'll practice for two or three hours straight and I'm sure I'll be able to learn it."

"Get lost! I've finally figured it out. Your face is the most amazing part of your body. It can be big or small, thick or thin, or even dispensable! Even a city wall can't be thicker than your face!"

They say that when water is too clear, there are no fish, and when people are too humble, they are invincible. You are invincible, even more invincible than invincible..."

Ye Feng hurriedly withdrew his mind from the sea of ​​soul.

He curled his lips and said, "If you don't want to teach me, then don't teach me. You can scold me a few times, but why do you have to scold me so harshly..."

The next day, Ye Feng walked out of the room carrying the new clothes that Huang Ling'er had made for him a few days ago.

There is a certain age gap between Huang Ling'er and Shangguan Lan, so there is a certain deviation in their aesthetic tastes.

Take clothes for example. The clothes Huang Ling'er made for Ye Feng were all made of bright and colorful fabrics.

At this moment, Ye Feng looked like a second-rate guy who attracted a lot of attention.

It’s not that Huang Ling’er’s craftsmanship is bad. She has been weaving in the village for many years and has very good needlework skills.

The main problem is that the color of the fabric is too eye-catching.

If it was sixteen-year-old Ye Feng, he would definitely like it very much.

But for the thirty-year-old Ye Feng, it seemed frivolous and exaggerated.

He said with a sad face, "Junior Sister, I have to compete in the arena today. Do you have any other clothes? Where are the two pieces Shangguan made for me?"

"I've washed them all, but they're not dry yet!" Huang Ling'er poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "Brother, don't you like the clothes I made for you?"

"No, no, no, I like it very much. But isn't the color a bit too bright? Oh, I have some fabric..."

Ye Feng remembered the high-quality Shu brocade fabrics he had stolen from Tianyu Silk Shop two days ago.

Then he took out seven or eight pieces of silk from the black silk bracelet.

"Little Junior Sister, I see you don't have many clothes, and Master doesn't have many good ones either. Xiao Man is growing fast, and her clothes seem too small for her... These were all bought by me... I spent a lot of money on them. If you have time, use these fabrics to make a few more sets of clothes!"

Huang Ling'er and Xiao Man walked out of the kitchen and saw the fabrics of various colors on each other's lounge chairs in the yard. Both girls were overjoyed.

Huang Ling'er pulled up a piece of pink Shu brocade and gestured to herself, saying, "Brother, did you buy these specially for us?"

Ye Feng grinned and said, "Yes! These pink, red, and green horses... are all bought for you and Xiao Man!"

The two girls cheered immediately.

As if he heard something good was coming, Fatty Yulong walked out of the room.

Huang Ling'er immediately said, "Dad! Senior Brother bought us a lot of satin! Come and take a look!"

Fatty Yulong came over happily, and looking at the high-quality silks, he smiled so hard that his teeth were showing.

"Feng'er," he said, "these satins are all top-quality Shu brocade silk ribbons, each worth hundreds of taels. You are truly filial! I was right about you! Haha, Ling'er, Xiaoman, quickly send these blue, purple, and black ones to my room... I'll keep them to make clothes."

Ye Feng was dumbfounded. This old man was really rude.

"No, no, no! Leave some for me."

"Didn't your mistress give you some fine satin clothes? I, your master, have a lot of social engagements lately, so I need to get some more clothes. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the Yunhai Sect?"

Ye Feng wanted to cry but had no tears.

Well, luckily I didn’t take out all the silk, there is still a lot in the black silk bracelet.

After the three of them divided the silk, Master Yulong said, "Feng'er, I heard you have a competition today."

"Yes, my opponent is Uncle Yuncang's second disciple Qin Keke."

"Well, Qin Keke's magic weapon is of the fire element, and it has strong attack power. If you don't want to lose too badly, you should fight her in close combat.

Her weakness is within five feet, and her strength is beyond five meters.

However, the Eight Desolate Sword that your master gave you is earth-based and focuses on defense. Close combat is not the strong point of earth-based magic weapons.

Didn't the ancestor teach you many unique skills in those three months? Especially the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art. If you can use it well, it might be able to make up for the shortcomings of your Eight Desolate Sword in close combat.

Remember, you must never let Qin Keke distance herself from you. You must hold on to her and stick to her like a dog-skin plaster!

Of course, if you really can't win, just admit defeat... It's just a competition, just to see the world, don't be stupid and get yourself hurt."

Although Fatty Yulong said that he did not take Ye Feng's competition seriously, he was his disciple after all, so he still had to give him guidance.

However, he was not optimistic about the battle between Ye Feng and Qin Keke.

The only way for Ye Feng to win is to entangle Qin Keke in close combat with swords. Once Qin Keke distances herself from him and activates the fire sword technique, Ye Feng will be in danger.

However, although Ye Feng's Eight Desolate Sword is of high quality, it is not a melee magic weapon, and it is difficult to entangle Qin Keke, who has a much higher cultivation level than him.

As for the sword that Ye Feng brought back from the sword tomb a few months ago, its grade was too low.

No matter how you look at it, Ye Feng is bound to lose today.

Therefore, Fatty Yulong advised Ye Feng that he could use the magical skills taught by his ancestors in close combat, which might have miraculous effects.