The other heads of the martial arts world looked at Ye Qing with admiration and ridicule in their hearts.

It was admirable that a mere youngster could face Dai Sanfeng's attack so indifferently.

They sneered because they didn't know how to judge the situation. These heads of the martial arts world obediently lowered their heads, waiting for a chance to take revenge in the future. A teenager like you actually dared to stand out at this time.

'Since you want to be in the limelight, just die then.

The group of Jianghu heads sneered in their hearts. Only Han Qing, who had met Ye Qing a few days ago, looked at the arena with a thoughtful expression.

On the arena.

Dai Sanfeng crossed his arms and calmly said:

"Brat, I'm looking for Master Ye, not you bunch of cats and dogs. Of course, if you want to fight me, I won't hold back either. "

As he watched this man charge over and kill Jin Tuo with one punch and one kick, defeating the top martial arts expert of Old Qin with six moves, Ye Qing did not show the slightest fear. Instead, he smiled with interest and moved his wrist unhurriedly.

"If the Master Ye you're talking about is the Master Ye who killed your secret sect's protector, then you're talking about me."

When he said this, everyone was shocked!

"What?" Did I hear wrongly, saying that he is Master Ye? "

There were many spectators below the stage, wishing that their eyes could pop out.

The other heads of the Jianghu were also shocked. Some people even jumped up from their chairs in fright.

"Are you for real?"

Dai Sanfeng was also stunned on the spot.

At this time, Ye Qing, who had good wrist movements, shook his head and said, "Your sect's protectors are very common, and their martial arts are very sparse. They only know the kung fu skills of a three-legged cat."

"That night, I just threw out an ordinary teacup and he ran away in fright, causing me to have to waste my strength to kick him again to get rid of that trash."

Ignoring Dai Sanfeng's gaze which gradually filled with rage, Ye Qing continued as if no one else was present.

"Sigh, I originally thought that it would be your master, Jiang Longshang, who would come this time. He even specially refined a magic tool for him. I didn't expect that only one of his disciples would come.

"Forget it. Although your martial arts skills are weaker than Jiang Longjian's, they can still be considered to be somewhat unique. At the very least, the skill of stepping on the threads as if you were running through the air is something that I've never thought of."

The reason why he had waited for a few minutes before he stood up was because he was thinking about what kind of technique this thread belonged to and how he could attack his opponent. He wanted to know what methods he should use to perfectly restrain himself.

Of course, Ye Qing was mostly waiting for the right time.

He did not want to rush onto the stage to finish cleaning up Dai Sanfeng, and then some random cat or dog from Dai Erfeng and Dai Yifeng would appear to challenge him.

It would be best if he could confirm that the person standing on the stage was the strongest and no one dared to continue challenging him. Then, he could just go up and destroy the other party's might. This would save him time and effort.

At this point, Yao Tianhao, who had lowered his head in despair, finally reacted.

He saw the situation on the arena and abruptly stood up from the dragon's head chair, saying loudly with incomparable excitement:

"Master Ye, you're finally here!"

"You must teach this Dai Sanfeng a lesson, and let him know that our Jianghu Sect's heads are not to be trifled with!"

The atmosphere turned deathly silent as everyone looked at Yao Tianhao, who had suddenly become agitated.

Only now did everyone reluctantly accept the reality before them. They believed that the young man in the ring, no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, was the great master Ye.

It was this ordinary youth dressed in loose gray clothes who had killed the secret sect's protector Chang Shang and lured Dai Sanfeng, the martial arts expert, over ten thousand miles over the sea.