Everyone looked back at Ye Zhimad who was standing on the edge of the martial arts training ground.

Her madness made everyone present gasp, and no one would have thought that Ye Zhimadness would return to normal overnight.

Despite this, she still can't get rid of the stigma of waste.

"What qualifies waste to object."

"It's just, get down to the waste, you're not qualified to speak."

"The face of the entire Ye family is ruined in your hands, get out."

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For those who speak ill of each other, Ye Zhimad ignores them.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at the ugly faces in the crowd, disdainful of them.

"Three elders, three years ago, I tested Ye Zhimad is a soul disciple stage, and three years later, who of you dares to guarantee that I am still a soul disciple."

Just last night, another Ye Zhimad appeared, and this body had a big fluctuation.

However, Ye Zhimad was in no hurry to tell anyone about this big change, including her father.

She wants to see today's good show, who is good and who is evil in this game.

The three elders seated on the stage were not simple figures.

Although the Great Elder had never spoken from the beginning, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate her heart, and he never looked away from her.

"Ha Lu haha......" laughter came from outside the martial arts training arena.

Ye Chuxia turned around and dealt with the injuries on her face, the spiritual water she treated was very effective, and in a short period of time, the claw marks on her face were stuttered.

But her face was hideous, but she didn't care about it, because her master was from the Xinghai Sect and had the reputation of a top alchemist, so she didn't have to worry about not being able to heal the injuries on her face.

Right now, for her, the most important thing is to kick Ye Zhimad out of the family in order to relieve the hatred in her heart.

"Ye Zhimad, yesterday you were still a soul disciple, you can not be promoted to the Great Soul Master in an instant overnight, but you must know that those who have not reached the Great Soul Master after the age of fifteen cannot continue to stay in the family, even if you don't want to leave it, you can't help it." Ye Chuxia gloated and said.

"Why, don't believe that I can be promoted to the Great Soul Master overnight?" Ye Zhimad was not angry, but calmly asked rhetorically.

Overnight, being promoted from a soul disciple to a great soul master was a phenomenon that had never been seen since ancient times.

A waste in the eyes of others, the promotion of a soul disciple to a great soul master is simply a fantasy.

"If you can become a great soul master overnight, I will cut off my head and use it as a chair for you to sit on."

"Yes, that's what you said, can you repeat it again?" She lowered her head, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a seemingly non-existent arc, but the arc was eerie.

Ye Chuxia, who was stimulated, repeated what she had just said again, she just wanted to let the entire Ye family know how ridiculous the joke was made by this waste in front of her: "Hmph, Ye Zhimad, if you can become a great soul master overnight, Miss Ben's head can be cut off and used as a chair for you to sit on, I will never complain." ”

"Good!" She raised her head and looked down condescendingly at Ye Chuxia, who was standing outside the martial arts training ground.

Her eyes looked like she was looking at a death criminal.

Suddenly, a cold wind emanated from her body, and the faces of the people standing around her were painfully blown back.

Ye Zhifang's clothes swelled up because of the cold wind, and a strong air flow dispersed the people around him.

At this moment, a burst of fire suddenly burst out from behind her, and the red flames flew straight into the sky like a flying dragon.