Emperor of Death

Chapter 157 Yechen's Solicitation (Fifth Change)
There was already a scene of Yechen's finger pinching the sword before, and that was when he was fighting Zhao Tong.

At that time, everyone discovered that Yechen's two fingers were very powerful, beyond the imagination of many people.

But no matter how rich everyone's imagination is, they would never have imagined that they could catch Yang Zikun's sharp sword.

Yang Zikun has already demonstrated the strength of a martial artist, while Ye Chen's strength has always remained at the level of a warrior, and he is only a fifth-level warrior. How can he be able to defeat Yang Zikun's sharp sword at such a level?
That sword, even a martial artist couldn't take it easily.

The audience was silent, as if it was a congratulatory gift to Yechen.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Ye Chen in disbelief. Although Ye Chen broke the audience's perception time and time again, he never felt as shocked as the present moment.

It was a feeling of invincibility, as if no one could defeat him.

"Yechen!" Suddenly, someone shouted loudly.

"Yechen, Yechen!" A flood of shouts sounded in the martial arts hall, as if the roof of the entire martial arts hall was about to be toppled.

Zhang Yun blushed, looked at this scene excitedly, and smiled while wiping away tears: "This child, this child"

"It's about showing off." Huang Xinrou muttered, but the tension and shock remained on her face. Although the sword could be broken easily by herself, Yechen's realm is only a warrior.

In the stands, the military representative showed a slight smile and said softly, "Can you take in such a person?"

The rest of them looked at each other, with deep wry smiles on their faces. Ye Chen's combat experience and eyesight were beyond their comprehension. Do you have the qualifications to teach Ye Chen?
Anyway, among these representatives, they couldn't find anyone in their forces who was qualified to be Yechen's mentor.

Someone shook his head and said, "Unless it's those first-class academies, otherwise, no one is really qualified to take him in. Of course, except for your military."

The supreme commander of the imperial military is Emperor Ziye, who represents the most powerful force in the empire. They are naturally qualified to teach any genius.

The military representative caught everyone's expressions in his eyes and said with a smile: "In that case, you should find someone else. This Yechen is a member of our military."

The rest and others could only continue to smile wryly.

On the ring, Yechen said to Yang Zikun, "Come on, call out your dead creature."

Yang Zikun put the sword into the storage ring, shook his head and said, "I won't fight anymore, the more I fight, the more depressed I become, I'm not your opponent."

While talking, he walked towards Ye Chen, and then whispered in Ye Chen's ear: "No matter how genius I am, I can't comprehend the martial art of Consonance and Ghost Finger, ha ha."

After speaking, Yang Zikun turned and left, and then jumped off the ring.

The dean stood up and announced, "The winner of the graduation examination is Yechen!"

"Oh!" Countless cheers sounded, and they were crazy for witnessing a miracle.

"Yechen, Yechen!" The cheers continued like a tide, one after another, and lasted for a long time before slowly dissipating.

After a while, the excited crowd slowly calmed down.

, the competition in the small arena has also ended, Ye Xiaoluo won No.16, and then conceded the defeat.

The assessment is over, and the enviable awards are next.

The award presentation starts with the winners of the small group arena. The top ten are the most rewarding and attract the most attention.

With the No.16 result, Ye Xiaoluo was rewarded with ten Xuanyin Pills.

After the small arena, the graduation rewards began to be issued.

After these awards were released, imperial officials filed a record and reissued them to the college at that time, so the dean didn't feel distressed at all when announcing the awards.

The top 32 students each receive ten Xuanyin Pills.

The top sixteen students each received thirty Xuanyin Pills.

The top eight will each receive a Spirit Pill.

The top four are three spirit pills.

The runner-up was a Feiyun Pill, which was the Feiyun Pill that Yechen refined back then.

As for the champion Yechen, he obtained a Martial God Order.

The Martial God Token is worth ten thousand gold, which is already a very generous reward.

Of course, neither Yechen nor Yang Zikun, nor Qin Muge and others valued these rewards.

Then, the dean announced: "This time, the top 32 students in the small arena assessment and the top [-] students in the graduation assessment can enter the Yinshan Mountain specially raised by our Jiangyin College. Yin Qi nourishes the best dead creatures in the Yin Mountain, now everyone go back and have a rest, the trip to the Yin Mountain will start tomorrow, at six o'clock tomorrow morning, please gather the students who are qualified to enter the Yin Mountain at the Martial Arts Field."

After receiving the reward, it means that today's assessment is coming to an end.The students are about to step down, the students are about to leave.

Yechen suddenly took a few steps forward, stood on the edge of the big ring, turned his strength to the throat, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, wait a minute. I, Yechen, have something to say."

Countless people looked at Ye Chen strangely.

Yechen smiled apologetically at the dean: "Take me a few minutes."

The dean smiled and said: "I have always been very generous to gifted students, little guy, just say what you have to say."

"Thank you, Dean." Yechen thanked, and then said loudly, "Everyone, please listen to me, everyone must have seen my strength just now, and if I say something arrogant, my future will definitely be more than that. It is limited to Jiangyin City. Now, is there anyone who is willing to fight the world with me, follow my Ye family to fight the world together."

Countless people looked at Ye Chen suspiciously, and their hearts were a little moved. Is Ye Chen recruiting people?

Ye Chen said loudly: "As long as you join my Ye Family, I will personally teach him how to practice, and I can give him the cultivation method he has always dreamed of, the Yin Ming Jue. Maybe some people don't know what the Yin Ming Jue is, but he has another one. It's called a spiritual-level exercise."

"Boom!" Ye Chen's words exploded in the crowd, and everyone on the bombing ground showed a deep sense of disbelief, especially the spiritual-level kung fu that was thrown out at the end, like a heavy bomb, which moved countless people.

Spiritual-level exercises. Seeing that the city lord of Jiangyin City is still practicing martial arts-level exercises, you can see how precious spiritual-level exercises are.

Not to mention these ordinary students, even a powerful patriarch in a city cannot practice spiritual skills.

This is an irresistible temptation.

In the stands, the representatives of the major forces looked at each other again, and then there was a wry smile on the corner of their mouths. Ye Chen came to poach their corners openly, and even with their influence, it was not unreasonable. It may be directly given to the disciples' spiritual-level exercises, and how many of them are practicing martial arts-level exercises.

And Yechen's condition is that as long as he joins, he will have it.

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