Chapter 1242: Go call your sect master to see me.
After what felt like an eternity, the disciples of Qianyuan Sect on the square finally snapped out of their daze, all staring at Ye Li with utter shock.
“You, how can your Defense be so strong!”
The number one talent of Qianyuan Sect still couldn’t believe his punch had failed to make Ye Li take even half a step back.
“Do you think I would tell you?” Ye Li asked with a playful look at Yang Chen.
“Don’t think that just because your Defense is strong, you are invincible in this world!” Yang Chen glared at Ye Li, his gaze fierce.
Ye Li shook his head, “How is an ant like you supposed to change? Only a beating can make you understand.”
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As these words came out, the disciples of Qianyuan Sect on the square were shocked once more.
Did he just call Yang Chen, the top talent of the Qianyuan Sect, an ant?
If even Yang Chen is considered an ant, what does that make them?
For a moment, every disciple in the square showed a trace of embarrassment on their faces; some of the weaker ones wished they could burrow into a hole and hide.
“You, I’ll make you pay!”
As the words fell, Yang Chen launched another ferocious attack on Ye Li.
Ye Li sighed, why couldn’t Yang Chen understand?
“Whoosh!”
A sound of slicing wind was heard, followed by a scream from Yang Chen like that of a pig being slaughtered.
“Ahhh!!!”
The disciples of Qianyuan Sect in the square were all horrified as they saw a ghastly bloody hole had appeared on Yang Chen’s right leg.
At this moment, Yang Chen was writhing on the ground in agony.
Ye Li paid no attention to the expressions of the surrounding disciples and slowly walked toward where Yang Chen lay.
“Don’t you realize how weak you are in front of me?” Ye Li mocked Yang Chen, “A grain of rice dares to shine forth against the sun and moon, truly laughable.”
But Yang Chen was in no condition to utter a complete sentence, his entire body drenched in cold sweat.
Immediately, Ye Li raised his palm.
Seeing Ye Li’s palm raised, the disciples on the square couldn’t help but take three steps back.
Because they all knew that Ye Li was getting ready to strike Yang Chen again.
But Yang Chen was Qianyuan Sect’s top talent!
They couldn’t understand why Ye Li dared to strike down the top talent of the Qianyuan Sect on their own turf.
What the disciples in the square never expected, however, was that Ye Li’s palm emitted a gentle stream of spiritual energy.
This gentle spiritual energy moved towards the wound on Yang Chen’s right leg.
After a few seconds, the bloody hole on Yang Chen’s right leg had completely healed.
Hiss!
Witnessing such a scene, all the disciples of Qianyuan Sect were dumbfounded, their souls seemingly shaken from their bodies.
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe such incredible techniques could exist in this world.
They really couldn’t understand how Ye Li had done it.
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“Senior.”
Yang Chen finally understood the gap between him and Ye Li, and after his wound healed, he called out respectfully.
“Summon your sect master to meet me,” Ye Li said slowly.
All the disciples in the square thought Ye Li was simply too domineering. They had never seen a man as awe-inspiringly powerful as Ye Li before.
Such an existence was one they could only look up to, but never reach.
“Yes, Senior!”
Yang Chen quickly responded.
Soon after, Yang Chen hurried towards the grand hall.
All the disciples on the square remained stunned as they watched Ye Li, feeling as if all their strength had been drained, not daring to utter a single word.