590: C590 Going to Yan Jing

C590 Going to Yan Jing

The Snow Country Imperial Family private jet slowly glided on the runway of the airport.

Ye Yu watched the plane slowly climb as his hands tightly clenched together.

"Very soon! Han Xue, I will go and pick you up very soon!"

Ye Yu watched the plane disappear and a system notification sounded in his mind.

"Beep! Congratulations to Host for defeating a powerful enemy with a higher cultivation level. Reward: one lucky draw!"

However, Ye Yu was currently lost in his thoughts. He vaguely heard the system prompt and did not pay much attention to it.

"Hey, Ye Yu, Xiao Xue has left. Let's go too!"

Han Shiyue walked to Ye Yu and patted him on the shoulder, then said in a low voice.

Ye Yu looked away and nodded. He left the Mingzhou City airport with Han Shiyue and Min Rou.

In the departure hall of the airport, the middle-aged man saw Ye Yu's figure disappear and said with a deep voice, "What a terrifying young man!"

The young man beside the man looked at Ye Yu's disappearing figure and said absentmindedly, "When can I be as strong as him?"

"Oh my god! Was the departure hall attacked by a tornado? Why was it in such a sorry state? Even the glass is broken!"

An exclamation came from behind the master and disciple.

The middle-aged man turned around and saw a sleepy young man walk into the waiting room.

"Yu Er, why did you come so late!"

The middle-aged man's face slightly sank as he scolded.

"Dad, I played an all-nighter game last night and only slept very late. Ahwuwu..."

The young man yawned and casually said, "Moreover, it's not too late for me!"

The middle-aged man frowned slightly and said with slight dissatisfaction, "Today, you are the one heading to Yan. Today is the day you pay respects to Senior Li as your master! What if it's too late! "

The young man rubbed his eyes and revealed an unhappy expression. He muttered softly," A genius like me, even if it's too late, he will still beg to accept me as his disciple! "

"Bastard words!"

The middle-aged man was furious. He raised his palm and was about to strike, but he forcefully endured it and stopped. In the end, he angrily snorted and berated, "Do you think you're a genius? There are many people in this world who are more talented than you!"

The young man curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Che! How is this possible! I am born with a sword bone! I don't believe that there is anyone more talented than me!"

The middle-aged man raised his head and sighed," In the past, I thought so too, but now I know what it means to look at the sky from the bottom of a well! "

The middle-aged man's disciple also had a face full of agreement. Seeing that the young man was confused, he explained, "Little Junior Brother, the matter is like this..."

After a long time, the young man recovered his senses. A shocked expression flashed across his eyes as he asked in surprise, "You are saying that a young man just now defeated a level 7 knight with a single strike?"

The master and disciple nodded their heads at the same time.

"Impossible!" Jealousy flashed across the young man's eyes. "I don't believe that he can be so powerful with just a Tier 5 Martial Artist! He must have used some sort of sinister technique!"

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed. "I haven't seen the scene just now. Naturally, I don't believe such a fantasy-like thing. However, what I said is true!"

"You must not provoke this young man. Do you understand!?"

The middle aged man looked at his disciple and son as he spoke in a deep voice.1

"Understood, Master!"

"Tch! I'm definitely stronger than him!"

Mingzhou City and Xiang Yu Middle School.

After Ye Yu sent Han Shiyue and Min Rou home, he drove straight to the school.

"You said you're going to Yan right now. Looking for my Martial Uncle in Jing?"

The physical education teacher Xing Meng looked at Ye Yu and asked curiously.

Ye Yu nodded," That's right, let's go now! "

A moment later, Xing Meng nodded and said, "Although I don't know why you are in such a hurry, it's not a big deal. Let's go!"

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