"Brother, you're really right, Yebao, this arrogant guy, lost." Ye Ximeng said to Ye Yichen excitedly.

"Uh-huh!" Ye Yichen smiled and didn't say much.

This branch disciple named Night Mountain had already shown his strength to everyone in the Ye Family, and Ye Yichen in the distance looked calmly at Night Mountain who walked down from the martial arts platform.

Ye Qi saw Ye Yichen's eyes looking into the distance, his gaze also moved, Ye Yichen was looking at Ye Shan, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his heart.

Ye Shan, who came down from the martial arts stage, walked slowly, and after walking next to Ye Yichen and the three of them, he saw that there was an open space, so he sat down, and when he saw Ye Yichen looking at him, he smiled innocently.

Ye Yichen looked at his simple smile and couldn't help but smile.

"Black boy, you were pretty good just now!" After seeing the night mountain in a dream, it was a boast when I went up.

"It's okay, I did my best just now." Yeshan scratched his head and said with a smile.

Looking at Yeshan's head-scratching appearance, Ye Ximeng also covered his mouth and laughed.

"My name is Ye Yichen, and I want to make friends with you." Ye Yichen looked at the Hanhan Night Mountain, and suddenly said with a smile.

"Ahh Make friends? "Sitting on the ground, Yeshan was also very confused.

"Didn't my father say that the disciples of the main family are all above the top and look down on them?" Yeshan silently thought about what his father said.

"Huh? Can't you. Ye Yichen looked at the bewildered Night Mountain and asked again.

"Okay, okay, I'm calling it Night Mountain." When Ye Shan heard Ye Yichen ask again, he let go of the thoughts in his heart and hurriedly responded.

"That'll do." Ye Yichen listened to Ye Shan's answer, and nodded with a smile, pointing to Ye Ximeng and Ye Qi beside him.

"Yeshan, this is my sister's night dream, this is Yeqi." Ye Yichen introduced the two people around him to Yeshan.

"Miss Ximeng, Brother Yeqi, hello." Yeshan looked at the two of them and said with a smile.

"We are all members of the same family, just call me Yeqi, you don't have to be so polite." After Ye Qi heard Ye Yichen's introduction, he also had a little more kindness towards Ye Shan.

Ye Ximeng responded with a smile, but did not speak, which was regarded as acquiescing to his address.

After Ye Yichen introduced it, he didn't say much, the same is true of Ye Shan, sitting cross-legged on the ground, silently healing the injuries on his body, although he won just now, he also suffered a lot of injuries on his body.

……

"Waste, defeated by a hillbilly."

Yequan, who was not far away, looked at Yebao, who was carried down by Yeyu and a few people, and said coldly.

"I'm sorry Brother Quan." Listening to Yequan's words, Yebao, who was carried by several people, didn't dare to contradict it at all, but just bowed his head and apologized.

Ye Quan glanced at Ye Bao, who lowered his head and apologized, looked at Ye Shan, who was talking to Ye Yichen in the distance, and said indifferently to Ye Yu and the others: "In the next few games, if any of you encounter this hillbilly, you will be ruthless, and it can be regarded as revenge for this waste." ”

"Thank you, Brother Quan!" After hearing Yequan's words, the injured Yebao didn't mind the word "waste" at all, his eyes were full of excitement, and he hurriedly thanked him.

"Don't worry, Brother Quan, if I run into this hillbilly, he will definitely be carried down." Ye Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and he said ruthlessly.

After hearing Yeyu's words, Yequan finally showed a satisfied expression on his face.

……

On the stage, the elders of Yexiao shouted a number from time to time, and some people saw that it was their turn, so they went directly to the stage.

"Two disciples of the fourteenth came to the stage."

"Two fifteenth disciples came to the stage."

"Two disciples of the sixteenth came to the stage."

……

The subsequent games were not as fierce as when Yeshan and Yebao fought, and Ye Yichen watched boredly there, but his mind didn't know where to run for a long time.

Yeshan is still silently healing, and Ye Ximeng and Ye Qi are still there watching every duel attentively.

Elder Yesupper nodded from time to time on the stage and shook his head from time to time.

"Now that everyone knows the order, then Elder Ben won't shout anymore, and everyone can just look at the number and come to the stage."

After the twenty-tieth disciple finished the competition, Elder Yexiao didn't want to shout, so he said loudly to the disciples in the audience.

"Elder Supper also wants to be lazy." Ye Qi said with a wry smile.

"I don't think it's that the supper elders want to be lazy, it's that these games are too boring." Ye Yichen didn't know when he came back to his senses, and said calmly.

Ye Qi and Ye Ximeng also nodded in agreement.

……

Soon it will be the turn of the night to dream.

Ye Ximeng clenched the sword in his hand and walked straight to the stage.

When the night star on the high platform saw that it was Ye Ximeng who came to the stage, a smile appeared on his face.

For this only bloodline left by his own brother, Night Sky Star has cared for her since she was a child.

Of course, I am also very sure of this niece's strength in my heart.

Ye Ximeng walked to the stage of martial arts and looked at the boy opposite.

When the young man saw that it was a dream of taking the stage, his face was already full of wry smiles.

"Admit defeat, Yetong."

"You can't beat Miss Ximeng."

The disciples in the audience all knew the strength of Ye Ximeng, and they all shouted at the young man one after another.

"Miss Ximeng, I don't think I'm your opponent, but I still want to see the gap between us."

"I'm going to do my best to make three moves.

The young Chinese New Year's Eve on the opposite side did not directly admit defeat, but said firmly to the night dream.

"It's okay, we're all night families, just click until you go, I just want to see your strength."

"Don't worry, I'm not like some people, who will kill you!" Night Regret Dream said meaningfully.

Yebao in the audience turned red after hearing Ye Ximeng's sarcastic words.

After all, except for him and Yeshan, the battle was fierce, and everyone else was an enemy who couldn't admit defeat.

"This little girl." Ye Yichen in the audience smiled bitterly.

Ye Qi also smiled and didn't say much.

Yetong on the stage didn't say anything, his father was just a deacon of the Ye family, and he was usually very honest.

Ye Tong looked at Ye Ximeng on the opposite side with solemn eyes, and pulled out a sharp sword at his waist.

"The first sword, the wind chases the lightning"

Yetong's sword was like a bolt of lightning, rushing straight towards Yeximeng.

In the face of this ferocious sword, there was no panic in Ye Ximeng's eyes.

Drawing out the sword, he swung a sword in front of him, and a sword aura appeared in the air, easily blocking Yetong's first sword.

Ye Tong saw his fierce sword style, but was blocked by Ye Ximeng's understatement, and his eyes became more solemn.

"The second sword, piercing the wind and piercing the shadow!"

Several sword qi slashed out in Ye Tong's hand.

"Shattered Shadow!"

Ye Ximeng saw several sword qis, and immediately threw out a sword qi, directly crushing Ye Tong's sword qi.

"You're a good sword." Ye Ximeng nodded.

"Thank you Miss Ximeng for your praise, or you have cultivated profoundly."

When Yetong saw that this style was also crushed, a wry smile appeared on his face again.

"Elder, I admit defeat." Yetong said to Elder Yexiao.

Yexiao nodded and didn't say much.

"Don't you have another trick?" Night Dream wondered.

"Forget it, miss, that move is not as strong as the second move, and the second move doesn't have the slightest pressure on you, let alone the third move." After explaining with a wry smile, Yetong turned his head and walked down.

Ye Ximeng nodded, didn't say much, turned his head and walked down.