God-Level Talent Replication System

"Deserve it!"

Lu Wei said coldly to Ning Feng.

Ning Feng's face was as swollen as a pig's head at the moment, and it looked terrible.

"This, this..."

Ning Feng clutched his face, startled in horror.

"leave."

Ye Chen spoke slowly to Ning Feng.

Hearing this, Ning Feng quickly ran out of the room as if he had been amnesty.

"My lord, you should do that for people like Ning Feng!" Lu Wei smiled at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's face was as calm as water, and he slowly said, "It's just a clown."

...

Xiaohe Union's office.

Ning Feng pissed in and ran in.

"Master Xiao He, Master Xiao He!"

"what happened?"

Xiao He looked at Ning Feng, who was swollen like a pig's head, and asked quickly.

"If you go back to Master Xiaohe, it was Ye Chen who beat me!"

"what!"

Xiao He's face was extremely cold when he heard this.

"Ye Chen, are you really not giving me Face like this!"

He thought that he had asked Ning Feng to post it, but he was beaten by Ye Chen. Isn't that slapped him in the face?

"Haha! Ye Chen, since you don't give the old man a face, the old man doesn't give you a face either!"

When the voice fell, Xiao He looked at a Practitioner and shouted:

"Spread the battle between me and Ye Chen three days later!"

"Yes! Master Xiao He!"

Upon hearing this, the Practitioner hurriedly left the office.

In just a few hours, the entire Imperial Capital Practitioner Alliance knew about Ye Chen's battle with Xiaohe in Wuchai three days later.

"Then who is Ye Chen? How dare to fight against the Xiaohe Alliance ambassador?"

"You don't even know Ye Chen, it's the new ambassador of the Practitioner Alliance."

"What? Ye Chen is actually the new alliance envoy?"

In the past few days, all Practitioners in the Practitioner Alliance have been discussing the battle between Ye Chen and Xiaohe.

Time flew fast, and it was the third day in a blink of an eye.

At this time, under the martial arts, Practitioners were already standing.

More than a dozen low-level alliance envoys of the Practitioner Alliance are all in place, and there is even a middle-level alliance envoy.

However, there is not one Senior Alliance Envoy. Perhaps they think that such a battle is not worth watching for them at all.

I saw an old man in his sixties stepping into the martial arts challenge. The old man's steps were extremely calm and looked terrifying.

This Practitioner is no one else, it is the low-level alliance envoy of the Practitioner Alliance, Xiao He.

"Ye Chen, where is it?"

Xiao He looked at the people under Wu Chai and asked in a deep voice.

Unfortunately, no one responded.

"Ye Chen Alliance Envoy is afraid to come, right?"

"Maybe, after all, the Xiaohe Alliance Envoy is a four-star War Emperor."

"I heard that Ye Chen-sama is also a one-star War Emperor."

"Tsk tsk, there is no chance of winning a one-star War Emperor against a four-star War Emperor, no wonder Ye Chen dare not come."

Hong Shan, who was under the martial arts challenge, also sighed secretly. He wondered who did Ye Chen provoke badly, and how did he provoke Xiaohe? Didn't he know that Xiao He was a four-star War Emperor?

Although Hong Shan knew that Ye Chen was a Practitioner, it would be too far-fetched for the one-star War Emperor to defeat the four-star War Emperor.

"Ye Chen, where is it!"

Xiao He shouted again in a deep voice.

A frightening breath swept through Xiao He's body.

All the Practitioners under the martial arts were a little shocked. In their eyes, this kind of aura was really too terrifying.

"Here, what have you been calling?"

Suddenly, a slightly lazy voice appeared in everyone's ears.

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