Chapter 17: The Name of a Genius
Ye Fei took a quick step and leaped up, landing steadily on the top of the arena.
Ye Minghui crossed his arms and watched Ye Fei step onto the stage. The mocking smile on his lips became even more pronounced: "Trash, I admire your courage to participate in the family trial even though you can't cultivate. Next, I have to compete with Ye Ning for a spot in Lingfeng Academy. I don't have time to get entangled with you."
"Do you want to admit defeat, or should I knock you off the stage?"
Ye Fei showed no fear on her face and said calmly, "That's really unfortunate. I'm determined to get a spot in Lingfeng Academy as well."
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter erupted from below the stage.
She, a useless person with only a level two spiritual master cultivation who is not even able to cultivate, actually dared to compete with Ye Minghui, who has a level four spiritual master cultivation, for a place in Lingfeng Academy?
Even if Ye Fei knows some strange and unorthodox martial arts, it's simply not enough to deal with Ye Minghui, who has the reputation of being a family genius!
Has she lost her mind?
Ye Minghui was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but burst into laughter: "You dare to compete with me for a place in the college? Fine! If you insist on this, then this young master will send you on your way!"
At the referee's command, Ye Minghui was the first to reveal his lightning-type spiritual energy, with deep purple lightning power flickering and dancing between his fingers.
He shouted and rushed over at lightning speed, his five fingers gripping the lightning as he attacked Ye Fei's chest!
Ye Rui was shocked: "Little Fei'er!"
With a loud bang, a violent sound erupted from the arena, and smoke filled the air, obscuring everything inside.
Ye Rui felt his blood rush to his head, making him dizzy. Was Xiao Fei'er really going to be...?
Upon seeing this, Su Haochen, who was in the VIP seat, relaxed his tense body and curled the corners of his lips indifferently.
He thought Ye Fei would bring him some unexpected surprise, but it turned out to be nothing more than a feint.
But the smile on Su Haochen's lips froze the next second—
As the smoke cleared, everyone's eyes in the training ground converged on the two people on the stage.
Ye Minghui's eyes widened, his hand seemingly frozen in mid-air, unable to move—Ye Fei's body emitted a light green glow, firmly suppressing Ye Minghui's hand!
"This, this is..." Ye Jingyao suddenly stood up, staring in shock at the light green glow.
This is wood-type spiritual energy!
Wasn't Ye Fei unable to cultivate? What's with this wood-type spiritual energy?!
"I forgot to tell you," Ye Fei blinked innocently at Ye Minghui, "My current cultivation level is a fourth-level Spirit Master, the same level as you."
"Now I am fully capable of competing with you for a place in Lingfeng Academy."
Ye Fei smiled slyly, and with a wave of her hand, the wood-elemental spiritual energy gathered in her palm slapped Ye Minghui hard across the face. The force was just right, and Ye Minghui was caught off guard and knocked off the stage!
The body fell to the ground with a dull thud, and no one dared to make a sound; the atmosphere was eerily quiet.
A girl in a black robe stood in the center of the arena, looking down at Ye Minghui, who was dazed from the fall: "When I was ten, my cultivation was already at the second level of Spirit Master. If we're talking about true geniuses, you, Ye Minghui, are not worthy to challenge me."
"Didn't you tell me to get lost before the family trial started? You can't even roll now. Once you're healed, I'll have you demonstrate it for me again."
Ye Fei waved her hand, and Ye Minghui was immediately carried away by several servants.
"Who's next? Hurry up and come up, don't waste my time." Ye Fei yawned, her posture quite unrestrained.
What does it mean to be arrogant? What does it mean to be reckless?
The younger members of the Ye family below the arena dared not speak out against their anger.
Ye Ning clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh, yet she seemed not to feel any pain.
Night Scarlet... Night Scarlet!
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