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11. Chapter 11 For

Everyone turned back to look at Ye Zhikuang, who was standing on the edge of the martial arts training ground.

Her madness caused everyone present to take a breath. No one had ever thought that Ye Zhikuang would return to normal overnight.

Despite this, she still couldn't get rid of the reputation of being a waste.

"What right does waste have to object?"

"That's right, get out of here and you're a waste. You have no right to speak."

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



Ye Zhikuang ignored those who spoke ill of him.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the ugly faces in the crowd, disdaining to care about them.

"Three elders, three years ago, I, Ye Zhikuang, was tested to be in the soul disciple stage. Three years later, who of you can guarantee that I am still a soul disciple."

Just last night, another Ye Zhikuang appeared, and this body experienced great fluctuations.

However, Ye Zhikuang was not in a hurry to tell anyone about this big change, including her parents.

She wanted to see the good show today, who was good and who was evil was determined in this game.

The three elders sitting on the stage are not simple figures.

Although the Great Elder had not spoken a word from the beginning, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate her heart, and he never looked away from her.

"Hahaha..." The laughter came from outside the martial arts training ground.

Ye Chuxia turned back to treat the injury on her face. The healing spirit water was very effective, and the claw marks on her face were healed in a short period of time.

But her face was ferocious, but she didn't take it seriously because her master came from the Xinghai Sect and was also known as a top alchemist, so she didn't have to worry about being unable to heal the injury on her face.

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

"Ye Zhikuang, you were still a soul disciple yesterday. Could it be possible that you could be promoted to a great soul master overnight? But you have to know that those who have not reached the great soul master level after the age of fifteen will no longer be able to stay in the family.

Yes, even if you don't want to leave, you can't help it." Ye Chuxia said happily.

"Why, you don't believe that I can be promoted to a great soul master overnight?" Ye Zhikuang was not angry, but asked calmly.

To be promoted from a soul disciple to a great soul master overnight is a phenomenon that has never happened since ancient times.

In the eyes of others, a soul disciple's promotion to a great soul master is simply a fantasy.

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

"Really? This is what you said. Can you repeat it again?" She lowered her head and raised a vague arc at the corner of her mouth, but the arc was extremely sinister.

The stimulated Ye Chuxia repeated what she just said. She wanted to let the entire Ye family know what a ridiculous joke the waste in front of her had made: "Hmph, Ye Zhikuang, if you can become a

Great Soul Master, I can chop off my head and use it as a chair for you to sit on, and I will never complain."

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

Her eyes were like looking at a condemned prisoner.

Suddenly, a freezing cold wind spread around her body, and the people standing around her stepped back with pain in their faces.

Ye Zhikuang's clothes swelled due to the cold wind, and a strong air flow scattered the people around him in all directions.
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