Hu Qingtian’s face suddenly turned cold as he said in a low voice, "Not to ntion you, but in the entire Huaxia, there are few young people who can make leave with just a word. If those four people said the words you just did, I would imdiately turn and leave. But what are you?"
Ye Qingfeng seed indifferent, instead, he asked lightly, "Really? Four people? I wonder who those four are?"
"You’ve angered . Today, you are dood to die, and I don’t mind letting you die with so clarity!"
Hu Qingtian said solemnly, "The first one is Yang Linmie from the Zhonghai Yang Family, a top master ranked fourth on the Hua Xia Hidden Dragon List. I suppose you have never heard of him!"
Huang Zhan Yuan and others felt indifferent in their hearts. Yang Linmie of the Yang Family was ranked first on the Hua Xia Hidden Dragon List three years ago, with unfathomable strength. His Thunder God Fist and Thunder God Hamr were famous in the world, and his combat power was not inferior to Long Yuntian.
They heard Hu Qingtian continue, "The second one is Yan Bufan from the Yanjing Military District, third on the Hidden Dragon List!"
Sitting in the car, Bei Yinyao nodded in agreent. She was not familiar with Yang Linmie before, but the na of Yan Bufan was as thunderous as none. Her father, Bei Changlin, often praised him highly, considering him a military god.
Rumor has it that he is the strongest young force in the Huaxia military, feared by many small nations who dare not invade, and many evil forces have been crushed in his hands.
Bai Wan’er and An Ruoqing listened with keen interest. Although they knew about the existence of powerful martial artists, they had never known there were rankings.
Hu Qingtian chuckled and said, "The third one is Yu Yaosheng, ranked second on the Hidden Dragon List!"
Huang Zhou’s eyes slightly narrowed at hearing this na. "Yu Yaosheng" was a na that resonated across Huaxia. He once single-handedly fought against eight basic-level War King Martial Artists from abroad and erged victorious. He was, until a month ago, recognized as Huaxia’s strongest genius.
"If these few were to speak, indeed Hu Qingtian could only turn and leave. After all, these three, though only Peak War Generals, are called geniuses for being able to fight across levels and kill."
"It’s a pity this young man is too ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth!"
Huang Zhou sneered again and again in his heart.
"Is that so?" Ye Qingfeng maintained an air of calm indifference and casually asked, "And what about the last one?"
"Hmph!" Thinking of the last na, a trace of gravitas appeared on Hu Qingtian’s face, and he nervously glanced around before he said.
"The last one, of course, is the current number one on the Hua Xia Hidden Dragon List, the Invincible War God with the Divine Fire, Ye Jiujie! He’s also what you call ’Mr. Ye.’"
As the na Ye Jiujie was spoken, an invisible weight suddenly filled the air. Everyone was deeply wary of this na. Even Huang Zhou lowered his proud head.
Under this na, "Yu Yaosheng," Yan Bufan, Yang Linmie were all a notch weaker — let alone soone like him who was unremarkable?
Bei Yinyao’s beautiful eyes also flickered. This was already the second ti she’d heard the na Ye Jiujie. At first, she had no concept of Ye Jiujie’s greatness, but now upon hearing that his ranking was even higher than top geniuses like "Yu Yaosheng" and Yan Bufan, she was deeply shocked.
"Young man, I admit, if these four let go, I’d turn and walk away. But which one among them are you?"
"Pfft!"
As Hu Qingtian’s words fell, Bai Wan’er and An Ruoqing, sitting inside the car, couldn’t help but burst out laughing. Their bell-like laughter drew subtle glances from those around.
Hu Qingtian wore a fierce expression and glanced over.
"Little girls, what’s so funny?"
Before Bai Wan’er could speak, An Ruoqing couldn’t help but say, "Uncle, you just said Ye Jiujie would tell you to get lost, and you’d turn and leave. So why aren’t you leaving now?"
Everyone was stunned, so unable to react, all unclear about what An Ruoqing ant.
Hu Qingtian’s gaze suddenly sharpened, extrely shocked, as he turned his head, his pupils narrowing, facing Ye Qingfeng.
"You are...who are you?"
His voice already carrying three parts dread, a sense of foreboding rose from his heart.
With one hand in his pocket, Ye Qingfeng smirked.
"You all ca all the way to my territory to cause trouble, and now you still ask who I am. Don’t you find it ridiculous?"
As Ye Qingfeng spoke, Mu Tanlang and others were baffled. They couldn’t understand why Ye Qingfeng remained so strong-willed at such a mont.
The Huang Family’s people also exchanged glances, feeling powerless against Ye Qingfeng’s arrogance and ignorance.
Only Hu Qingtian was trembling violently, his heart filled with ultimate fear.
What Ye Qingfeng hinted, that he was the one and only ’Mr. Ye,’ combined with An Ruoqing and Bai Wan’er’s earlier behavior, he almost guessed the identity of the young man before him.
"You’re...Ye Jiujie?"
Hu Qingtian almost trembled as he asked, hoping deep down that Ye Qingfeng would deny it outright.
He really did not want to face this rising divine-grade demon in the Martial Arts World.
But hope often does not align with reality.
Ye Qingfeng gave a mocking smile and said, "You reacted quickly! That’s right, I am the last of the four you ntioned earlier, Ye Jiujie!"
"What?"
The Seven Kills’ Mu Tanlang and others were instantly taken aback, and those from the Huang Family were also stunned on the spot.
This young man actually claid to be Ye Jiujie?
They instinctively thought this was a massive joke, but only Hu Qingtian’s pupils contracted, taking two steps back in fright.
"You are Ye Jiujie?"
Cold sweat slid down his large forehead, and an indescribable fear overwheld his heart.
Others might think Ye Qingfeng was boasting, but he did not think so.
The Jiangnan-respected "Mr. Ye," the Invincible War God Ye Jiujie, not even twenty years old, notoriously arrogant and beholden to none—that’s how a friend who witnessed the battle at West Lake described him.
At this mont, Ye Qingfeng perfectly matched this image. In front of their large cohort and his half-step War King expert presence, who else dared to boast they could make them retreat other than the world-dominating Ye Jiujie in Jiangbei?
"Kid, you’re saying you’re Ye Jiujie? Well, I could say I’m Ye Jiujie too!"
Old Man Hei smirked and couldn’t help but sneer.
"Bang!"
His smile suddenly froze on his face as Ye Qingfeng extended his finger from afar and then slowly retracted it.
A blood hole erged in the center of Old Man Hei’s forehead, and he fell backward, already breathless.
"Too much nonsense!"
Ye Qingfeng shrugged, his tone indifferent and relaxed, but those watching were stunned in fear. Bei Yinyao widened her beautiful eyes, filled with deep disbelief.
Mu Tanlang’s hair stood on end all over his body. Standing beside Old Man Hei, he didn’t even know how Old Man Hei died; in just a mont, Old Man Hei’s vitality vanished.
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