Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

0Ye Chen faced Zhao Ling'er's loud criticism and said plainly, "He is very good."    

    

After saying that, Ye Chen turned his head and walked towards the direction of Martial Arts dojo. He knew very well that this old man must be closely related to Old Sect Leader of Nether Spirits Sect. How could he kill him so easily?    

    

At this moment, a thread of his Divine Sense had already attached itself to the old man's body. When he woke up and found that the treasure had been lost, the first thing he needed to do was to contact Old Sect Leader. At that time, it would be the opportunity for him to make a move!    

    

As for this ring... Ye Chen placed the grey ring on his palm and carefully looked at it. His usually cold face could not help but reveal a trace of joy.    

    

This ring was a very rare item. Old Sect Leader probably did not know why he dared to let his subordinates take it out and wave it around.    

    

He used his finger to gently wipe the ring and injected spirit energy into it. The originally dark and dirty outer skin immediately fell off, revealing a dazzling light like the morning sun.    

    

Ye Chen lightly tapped his finger and slowly injected spirit energy into the ring. Very soon, the complete picture of the ring was revealed.    

    

This was a golden ring, but the material was definitely not the vulgar material of the mortal world gold. It was an extremely rare and resplendent gold. There were patterns carved on it. It did not look beautiful, but in fact, it was a long-lost spatial Magic Formation. In other words, this was a spatial storage ring!    

    

With the current level of Fighter on Earth, it was impossible to refine such a ring. Therefore, Ye Chen estimated that this ring was passed down from a certain Cultivation Realm. Although this thing was trash to Ye Chen in his previous life. However, it was a rare treasure for Ye Chen.    

    

He couldn't wait to drip his blood to recognize it as his master, but he found that there was still an unfamiliar mark on it. Obviously, it was the Qi of Old Sect Leader's divine soul. Ye Chen smiled and wiped it away with his divine sense.    

    

On the other side, Zhao Ling'er and Zhao Ya'er first checked the condition of the old man and found that his breathing was normal. Only then did they relax. After calling an ambulance, the two of them slowly walked home.    

    

"Sister, what is going on today?" Along the way, Zhao Ya'er thought more and more strangely and could not help but ask.    

    

Zhao Ling'er opened her mouth but could not say anything. If she insisted on explaining, was it that fellow flaunting his wealth? But there was no need to hit people when flaunting his wealth. Furthermore, Zhao Ling'er did not see the old man's face. She also acutely felt that the last pounce was not simple.    

    

"Could it be that he really is not an ordinary person?"    

    

This thought flashed across Zhao Ling'er's mind, but she shook her head soon after. Those extraordinary people, which one of them did not walk like a dragon or a tiger, their eyes shone with divine light. How could they be like this guy? Moreover, the more outstanding a person was, the more they understood how precious time was. He would seize every minute and every second to enrich himself, so how could he wander around?    

    

This woman thought that she had discovered the truth, but she did not know that every night when she fell asleep early in the morning, Ye Chen would sit cross-legged and absorb the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.    

    

When she returned to Martial Arts dojo, Zhao Ling'er's brows trembled. She had already noticed that something was not right. Usually at this time, everyone should be training hard in Competition Field. How could there be no sound at all?    

    

She immediately brought her sister to Competition Field, but she only saw that everyone was there. They were just in a circle, and she did not know what they were looking at.    

    

Zhao Ling'er strode to the periphery of the crowd and patted a person's shoulder, "What's going on?"    

    

That person frowned and turned around and was pleasantly surprised, "Senior sister, you came back just in time... The people from the Eight Trigrams Sect have gone too far!"    

    

As he spoke, he moved aside. Zhao Ling'er was shocked when she saw the situation inside. It turned out that the matter was so big that it had alarmed her father!    

    

It turned out that there were four people standing in the crowd. The person closest to her was the master of the Eight Trigrams Martial Arts Dojo, Zhao Renqing!    

    

Zhao Renqing was a little famous in the entire Subei Province, but at this moment, he had a very angry expression on his face. Because the man standing in front of him, whether it was in terms of martial arts strength or status, was much higher than him!    

    

The middle-aged man standing in front of Zhao Renqing looked to be in his forties or fifties. He stood with his hands behind his back and an extremely arrogant expression on his face. He did not take the surrounding people seriously at all.    

    

Behind him stood a young man who looked to be in his twenties. He was tall and strong, and his square square face was filled with disdain.    

    

What really annoyed Zhao Renqing was not the two people in front of him, but the disciples beside him. He treated them like his own son and loved them dearly.    

    

Zhang Tianhang!    

    

Zhao Renqing's eyes lit up when he saw his two daughters walking in from the crowd. He said, "My daughters, quickly come and persuade Tianhang. He wants to join the Eight Trigrams Sect!"    

    

Zhao Ling'er's heart sank when she heard this. The Eight Trigrams Sect was the same as the Eight Trigrams Martial Arts Dojo, both of them practiced the Eight Trigrams Palm. However, they were considered a famous sect in the Z Country, and Martial Arts Master was in charge of them.    

    

Therefore, the Eight Trigrams Sect was extremely arrogant. They would never admit that they were on the same side as the Eight Trigrams Martial Arts Dojo. When their disciples saw the disciples of the Eight Trigrams Martial Arts Dojo, they felt superior and didn't put them in their eyes at all.    

    

If that was the case, it wouldn't be a big deal. However, the Eight Trigrams Sect would send people to the Martial Arts dojo from time to time. They would take away all the talented disciples. As a result, the Eight Trigrams Martial Arts Dojo had no successors, and only Zhang Tianhang and Zhao Ling'er were left in the new generation, struggling to hold on!    

    

Zhao Ling'er was Zhao Renqing's daughter, and the Eight Trigrams Martial Arts Dojo had never had any ideas about her. However, they were very kind to Zhang Tianhang, and he had been tactfully rejected a few times before. They had never expected that he would take the initiative to contact them this time, and express that he wanted to join the Eight Trigrams Sect!    

    

Zhao Ling'er heard this and hurriedly pulled Zhang Tianhang's wrist, saying, "Eldest Brother, didn't we make an appointment to revitalize the Martial Arts dojo together? Why did we leave?"    

    

Zhang Tianhang shook Zhao Ling'er off and said in a cold voice, "Because there is nothing worth remembering here."    

    

Zhao Ling'er felt dizzy when she heard this. Instead, the middle-aged man opposite her laughed loudly. He said, "Good disciple, you should have done this a long time ago. What can you do in such a small Martial Arts dojo? Come with me as soon as possible and become my Ren Ao's disciple. Becoming Martial Arts Master is only a matter of time! "    

    

Upon hearing this, Zhao Renqing snorted coldly and said, "How dare you brag? You are obviously not Martial Arts Master, yet you are here to brag and teach others?"    

    

It was no wonder that Zhao Renqing dared to be so arrogant in front of the Eight Trigrams Sect. This was because this Ren Ao in front of him had a cultivation base that was even lower than him by half a level. In the Fighter, the strong were respected. No matter how great your background was, you couldn't do it without your own ability!    

    

Upon hearing Zhao Renqing's ridicule, Ren Ao wasn't angry. He laughed and said, "Old Zhao, don't be so proud of yourself. Although I can't defeat you, I have a good disciple."    

    

As he said that, the square-faced young man behind him strode forward. He suddenly waved his arm and slammed it heavily on the floor. In an instant, the solid granite floor broke into pieces.    

    

Zhao Renqing took a deep breath and exclaimed, "Half-Zongshi?"